Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Pedlar's Prophecy · chunk 19 of 27

Anonymous · published 1595 · first performed or written 1561 [1561-c.1563] (Annals)
moral
unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 545 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.

I beseech you landlord to show me some favour, You know that of the house I have bestowed cost, All this time you have known my behaviour, Therefore I pray you let not all my labour be lost: I and mine ancestors in the house long time have dwelled, And I trust I have always paid my rent: Both sweet and sour, joy and pain, there we have felt, And always to deal honestly was our intent. Will you not have me to do as all men do? Shall I not make that I can of mine own? You know my mind if you will not agree thereto, What I will do within these few days with it, shallbe known You know that I have good evidence to show, If any pity be in you, I pray you hear my boon: If you put me out of my house, my days will be few, And both I and my family quite undone; Therefore I pray you tell me what you will require? And I shall be contented my lease to renew. No more than other will give I do desire, And daily for the same to me they do sue. Oh what a wretched world is this for poor men, Oh unreasonable covetousness of Landlords at this day, Of the house whereof I have years threescore and ten, I must out, except beyond all reason I will pay. O what wretches are at these days alive, To their utter undoing other men's houses to take: I am sure he shall never be able to thrive, I know what he is able thereof to make. All Landlords deal not so honestly as I deal, I would you should have it before another: You know what to you I did reveal, I can do no more, if you were my brother. coney-skins maids, coney-skins for pins and laces, Wot ye what sirrah, I have been at both places; I can tell thee such news as thou never heardst off, Earnest matter, I will neither fable nor scoff, The Mariner hath promised the traveler To carry him as far as the River Awroer, In the which he shall find the stones whereof I told, Wherewith all thing that they touch, shallbe turned to gold. They are like thereby to have little advantage, For they are like to perish at the same voyage. To pass through Marybosse Ferry they have chosen, In the which sea, unto death they shallbe frozen. The Mariners shallbe turned into mackerels, And the travelers into Pickerels. Pikes they say in the salt water will not live, Pity it were that Pikes in the water should thrive, For all young fry in the sea they would eat, So that upon fasting days we should get no meat. Therefore on the sea they shallbe turned into Seals, And their wives into Barganders and Teals, Yet among the gods, for their wives was great dissension, But I trust they will soon end their contention. Some made reasons, & would have the women to be Woodcocks, Nay quoth the other, it were meeter they should be Peacocks. To conclude, because they are so tender and nesh, They are like to be made neither good fish nor good flesh.
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PlayThe Pedlar's Prophecy
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1595
First performance / composition (Annals)1561 [1561-c.1563]
First performance (BritDrama)1561 [1560-1563]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 261 · TCP A15516 · DEEP 208
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1043–1100 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 27 in this edition
Length545 words · 679 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T6 — Money, debt and credit at 0.804
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
I beseech you landlord to shew me some fauour, You know that of the house I haue bestowed cost, All this time you haue knowne my behauiour, Therefore I pray you let not all my labour be lost: I and mine ancestors in the house long time haue dwelt, And I trust I haue alwaies payd my rent: Both sweet and sower, ioy and paine, there we haue felt, And alwaies to deale honestly was our intent. Will you not haue me to do as all men do? Shall I not make that I can of mine owne? You know my mind if you will not agree thereto, What I wil do within these few daies with it, shalbe knowne You know that I haue good euidence to shewe, If any pittie be in you, I pray you heare my boone: If you put me out of my house, my dayes will be fewe, And both I and my family quite vndone; Therefore I pray you tell me what you will require? And I shall be contented my lease to renew. No more then other will giue I do desire, And daily for the same to me they do sue. Oh what a wretched world is this for poore men, Oh vnreasonable couetousnesse of Landlords at this day, Of the house whereof I haue yeares threescore and ten, I must out, except beyond all reason I will pay. O what wretches are at these dayes aliue, To their vtter vndoing other mens houses to take: I am sure he shall neuer be able to thriue, I know what he is able thereof to make. All Landlords deale not so honestly as I deale, I would you should haue it before another: You know what to you I did reueale, I can do no more, if you were my brother. Conyskins maides, conyskins for pinnes and laces, Wot ye what sirra, I haue bene at both places; I can tell thee such newes as thou neuer heardst off, Earnest matter, I will neither fable nor scoffe, The Mariner hath promised the Traueller To carry him as farre as the Riuer Awroer, In the which he shall finde the stones whereof I told, Wherewith all thing that they touch, shalbe turned to gold. They are like thereby to haue little aduantage, For they are like to perish at the same voyage. To passe through Marybosse Ferry they haue chosen, In the which sea, vnto death they shalbe frozen. The Mariners shalbe turned into Makerels, And the Trauellers into Pickerels. Pykes they say in the sault water will not liue, Pittie it were that Pykes in the water should thriue, For all yoong Frye in the sea they would eate, So that vpon fasting dayes we should get no meate. Therefore on the sea they shalbe turned into Seales, And their wiues into Barganders and Teales, Yet among the goddes, for their wiues was great dissention, But I trust they will soone end their contention. Some made reasons, & would haue the women to be Woodcocks, Nay quoth the other, it were meeter they shuld be Pecocks. To conclude, because they are so tender and nesh, They are like to be made neither good fish nor good flesh.