The Scottish History of James the Fourth · chunk 20 of 40
Greene, Robert · published 1598 · first performed or written c.1590 (Annals) romance · Unknown unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 477 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Sirrah wilt thou for money and reward, Convey me certain letters out of hand, From out thy masters pocket. Will I sir, why, were it to rob my father, hang my mother, or any such like trifles, I am at your commandment sir, what will you give me sir? A hundredth pounds. I am your man, give me earnest, I am dead at a pocket sir, why I am a lifter master, by my occupation. A lifter, what is that? Why sir, I can lift a pot as well as any man, and pick a purse assoon as any thief in my country. Why fellow hold, here is earnest, Ten pound to assure thee, go dispatch, And bring it me to yonder Tavern thou seest, And assure thyself thou shalt both have Thy skin full of wine, and the rest of thy money. I will sir. Now room for a Gentleman, my masters, who gives me money for a fair new Angel, a trim new Angel? Sirrah, I must needs have your masters horses, The king cannot be unserved. Sirrah you must needs go without them, Because my Master must be served. Why I am the king's Purveyor, And I tell thee I will have them. I am Ateukins servant, signor Andrew, And I say thou shalt not have them. here's my ticket, deny it if thou darest. There is the stable, fetch them out if thou darest. Sirrah, sirrah, tame your tongue, lest I make you. Sirrah, sirrah, hold your hand, lest I bum you. I tell thee, thy masters geldings are good, And therefore fit for the king. I tell thee, my masters horses have galled backs, And therefore cannot fit the King. purveyor, Purueyer, purvey thee of more wit, darest thou presume to wrong my Lord Ateukins, being the chiefest man in Court. The more unhappy Commonweal, Where flatterers are chief in Court. What say sayest thou? I say thou art too presumptuous, And the officers shall school thee. A fig for them and thee Purueyer, They seek a knot in a ring, that would wrong My master or his servants in this Court. The world is at a wise pass, When Nobility is afraid of a flatterer. Sirrah, what be you that parley, contra Monsieur my Lord Ateukin, en bonne foy, prate you against sir Altesse, me maka your test to leap from your shoulders, per ma foy cy fere je. Oh signor Captain, you show yourself a forward and friendly Gentleman in my masters behalf, I will cause him to thank you. Poltroon speak me one parola against my bon Gentilhome, I shall estrampe your guts, and thump your backa, that you no point manage this ten ours. Sirrah come open me the stable, And let me have the horses: And fellow, for all your French brags I will do my duty.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Sirra wilt thou for mony and reward, Conuay me certaine letters out of hand, From out thy maisters pocket. Will I sir, why, were it to rob my father, hang my mother, or any such like trifles, I am at your commaundement sir, what will you giue me sir? A hundreth pounds. I am your man, giue me earnest, I am dead at a pocket sir, why I am a lifter maister, by my occupation. A lifter, what is that? Why sir, I can lift a pot as well as any man, and picke a purse assoone as any theefe in my countrie. Why fellow hold, heere is earnest, Ten pound to assure thee, go dispatch, And bring it me to yonder Tauerne thou seest, And assure thy selfe thou shalt both haue Thy skin full of wine, and the rest of thy mony. I will sir. Now roome for a Gentleman, my maisters, who giues mee mony for a faire new Angell, a trimme new Angell? Sirrha, I must needes haue your maisters horses, The king cannot bee vnserued. Sirrha you must needs go without them, Because my Maister must be serued. Why I am the kings Purueyer, And I tell thee I will haue them. I am Ateukins seruant, Signior Andrew, And I say thou shalt not haue them. Heeres my ticket, denie it if thou darst. There is the stable, fetch them out if thou darst. Sirrha, sirrha, tame your tongue, least I make you. Sirrha, sirrha, hold your hand, least I bum you. I tell thee, thy Maisters geldings are good, And therefore fit for the king. I tell thee, my Maisters horses haue gald backes, And therefore cannot fit the King. Purueyr, Purueyer, puruey thee of more wit, darst thou presume to wrong my Lord Ateukins, being the chiefest man in Court. The more vnhappie Common-weale, Where flatterers are chiefe in Court. What say est thou? I say thon art too presumptuous, And the officers shall schoole thee. A figge for them and thee Purueyer, They seeke a knot in a ring, that would wrong My maister or his seruants in this Court. The world is at a wise passe, When Nobilitie is a fraid of a flatterer. Sirrha, what be you that parley, contra Monsieur my Lord Ateukin, en bonne foy, prate you against syr Altesse, mee maka your test to leap from your shoulders, per ma foy cy fere ie. Oh signior Captaine, you shewe your selfe a forward and friendly Gentleman in my Maisters behalfe, I will cause him to thanke you. Poulron speake me one parola against my bon Gentilhome, I shal estrampe your guttes, and thumpe your backa, that you no poynt mannage this tenne ours. Sirrha come open me the stable, And let mee haue the horses: And fellow, for all your French bragges I will doo my dutie.