Anonymous · published 1596 · first performed or written 1594 [Oct 23] (Annals) tragicomedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T37 Riches, poverty and covetousness typicality 0.83 · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T37: wealth, riches, money, god, rich, poverty, men, learning, poor, ic.
Here leave me father, walk no further forth, Leave me supposed dead, revived by thee, Hid thou my name, and cover from the world, My fortunes and my birth, and all misdeeds, Here is that Venice that beheld me fond, Here is that Venice that shall behold me wise, Look how thy science hath disguised these looks, So hath thy council reconciled my heart, I hate all worldly pomp, I scorn lewd lust, This tongue from tempting in dishonest love Shall labour to relieve the innocent, Farewell, thou knowest my vow, Which I have sworn to keep irrevocable, Never to disclose my name, Until such time as thou releasest me. I will conceal thy name, thy fortune & thy birth, Thy friends, and what thou wilt I will conceal, And now redeemed from the jaws of death, Love deeds of virtue worthy Gentleman, And every day discovering of thy wound, Think how thy God hath thus preserved thee. Philip farewell, and welcome poverty, From sinful proud, I wax a cynic pure, Die fortune, fly deceit, flourish true repent, Sin folly breeds, a good man's discontent. Marchetto, if thou lovest me, grant me this, That if thou enter Lelios' house thyself, I may accompany or tend on thee. Your Lordship cannot will or wish the thing, Wherein Marchetto will not pleasure you, The guard already hath beset the house, And I will knock and call for entrance. Tell me Marchetto ere thou go, What precious thing is hid in Lelios' house, That likes thee best. I long to be the Lord of all his coin. And I long and labour for his daughter's love. But by your patience, worthy Lord, I deem my choice is best, For who so gaineth wealth, Hath beauty tied as captive to his coin, And worldly pleasure tendeth on his train. But in respect of beauty, it is vain, Riches are baits to teach us nigardines, But beauty to be bounty teacheth meanest men. Ioue first won Dania in a golden shower. But Dalia's overpress with power, Wealth is the body's slave, but beauty guides the mind And feeds the sense, and animates the wit. But wealth by golden gifts commandeth it, The fairest Ladies for a little bribe, Will let Diogenes disport awhile, Gold is a God in this desired age. The more corrupter men that use it so. Why what art thou that listens our debate? Even he that scorns the world, & spurns at fates, He that thinks wealth a burden to the soul, And he too fond that fond useth it, He that thinks beauty but a frail delight, The nurse of idleness, a bait for fools, Unmeet for Princes, who should only think, To beautify their souls, Not to infect their hearts with outward shows. What new bred Cynic doth disturb us thus? He that can teach thee how to choose thy goods, join both thy hands, and blow them mightily. To what intent? Do what I bid thee man.
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Here leaue me father, walke no further forth, Leaue me ſuppoſed dead, reuiu'd by thee, Hide thou my name, and couer from the world, My fortunes and my birth, and all miſdeeds, Here is that Venice that beheld me fond, Here is that Venice that ſhall beholde me wiſe, Looke how thy ſcience hath diſguiſde theſe lookes, So hath thy councell reconcilde my heart, I hate all worldly pompe, I ſcorne lewd luſt, This tongue from tempting in diſhoneſt loue Shall labour to releeue the innocent, Farewell, thou knoweſt my vow, Which I haue ſworne to keepe irreuocable, Neuer to diſcloſe my name, Vntill ſuch time as thou releaſeſt me. I wil conceale thy name, thy fortune & thy birth, Thy friends, and what thou wilt I will conceale, And now redeemed from the iawes of death, Loue deeds of vertue worthie Gentleman, And euerie daie diſcouering of thy wound, Thinke how thy God hath thus preſerued thee. Phillip farewell, and welcome pouertie, From ſinfull proud, I waxe a cynike pure, Die fortune, flie deceit, floriſh true repent, Sinne folly breeds, a good mans diſcontent. Marchetto, if thou loueſt me, grant me this, That if thou enter Lelios houſe thy ſelfe, I may accompanie or tend on thee. Your Lordſhip cannot will or wiſh the thing, Wherein Marchetto will not pleaſure you, The gard alreadie hath beſet the houſe, And I will knocke and call for enterance. Tell me Marchetto ere thou go, What precious thing is hid in Lelios houſe, That likes thee beſt. I long to be the Lord of all his coine. And I long and labour for his daughters loue. But by your patience, worthie Lord, I deeme my choice is beſt, For who ſo gaineth wealth, Hath beautie tide as captiue to his coine, And worldly pleaſure tendeth on his traine. But in reſpect of beautie, it is vaine, Riches are baites to teach vs nigardines, But beautie to be bountie teacheth meaneſt men. Ioue firſt wonne Dania in a golden ſhower. But Dalia's ouerpreſt with power, Wealth is the bodies ſlaue, but beauty guids the mind And feeds the ſenſe, and animates the wit. But wealth by golden gifts commandeth it, The faireſt Ladies for a little bribe, Will let Diogenes diſport awhile, Gold is a God in this deſired age. The more corrupter men that vſe it ſo. Why what art thou that liſtens our debate? Euen he that ſcorns the world, & ſpurns at fates, He that thinkes wealth a burden to the ſoule, And he too fond that fondly vſeth it, He that thinkes beautie but a fraile delight, The nurſe of idleneſſe, a bait for fooles, Vnmeet for Princes, who ſhould onely thinke, To beautifie their ſoules, Not to infect their hearts with outward ſhewes. What new bred Cynike doth diſturbe vs thus? He that can teach thee how to chouſe thy goods, Ioyne both thy hands, and blow them mightily. To what intent? Do what I bid thee man.