Heywood, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [1592-1599] (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 498 words
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Thart no honest man to twit me with my son, he may out live thee yet for aught that he has done, my sons i'th' jail, is he the first has been there, and thou art a man, as thart a beast, I would have thee by the ears. Friend thou want'st nurture, to upbraid a Father Weeping. With a suns fault, we sit not here for this; What's thy benevolence towards his majesty? His benegligence? hang him he'll not give a pennis willingly. I care not much to cast away forty pence. Out grudging peasant, base ill nurtured groom, Is the the love thou bearest unto the King? Gentlemen take notice of the slave, And if he fault let him be soundly plagued? Now frolic Ianner, what wilt thou afford? twenty old Angels and a score of hides, if that be too little, take twenty Nobles more, while I have it my king shall spend of my store. The King shall know thy loving liberal heart. Shall he i'faith, I thank ye heartily, but hear ye Gentleman, you come from the Court? I do. Lord how does the King, and how does Ned the king's Butler, and Tom of his Chamber, I am sure ye know them? They do very well. For want of better guests they were at my house one night. I know they were. They promised me a good turn for kissing my daughter Nell, and now I ha' cagion to try them, my sons in Die hell here in Caperdoche, itha Jail for peeping into another man's purse, and outstep the King be miserable, he's like to totter, can that same Ned the Butler do any thing with the King? More than myself, or any other Lord. A halter he can, by my troth ye rejoice my heart to hear it. Come to the Court I warrant thy sons life, Ned will save that, and do thee greater good. I'll wean Brocke my maressole, and come up to the King, and it shall go hard but two fat hens for your pains I will bring. My Lord this fellow gladly now will give, five pounds so you will pardon his rude speech. For five and five I cannot brook the beast. What gives the Tanner, I am as able as he He gives ten pound. Take twenty then of me. I pray ye my Lord forgive my rough heaved speech I wis I meant no hurt unto my Liege. Let us entreat your Lordship's patience. I do at your request remit the offence, So let's depart, here's all we have to do. 'Tis for this time and place my Lord, sirrah bring your money. What have you saved now goodman Grudgen, by your hinching and your pinching, not the worth of a black pudding. Now mistress Shore, what urgent cause is that, Which made ye send for me in such great haste? I 〈◊〉 it made me half afraid, you were not well.
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Thart no honest man to twit me with my sonne, hee may out liue thee yet for ought that hee has done, my sonnes ith gayle, is hee the first has beene there, and thou rt a man, as thart a beast, I would haue thee by the eares. Friend thou wantste nurture, to vpbrasd a Father Weeping. With a sunnes fault, we sit not here for this; Whats thy beneuolence towards his maiestie? His benegligence? hang him heele not giue a pennis willingly. I care not much to cast away fortie pence. Out grudging pesant, base ill nurturd groome, Is th the loue thou bearest vnto the King? Gentlemen take notice of the slaue, And if he fault let him be soundly plagude? Now frolicke Ianner, what wilt thou afforde? Twentie olde Angels and a score of hides, if that be too little, take twentie Nobles more, while I haue it my king shall spend of my stor. The King shall know thy louing liberall heart. Shall hee ifaith, I thanke ye heartely, but heare yée Gentleman, you come from the Court? I doe. Lord how does the King, and how does Ned the Kings Butler, and Tom of his Chamber, I am sure ye know them? They doe verie well. For want of better guests they were at my house one night. I know they were. They promist me a good turne for kissing my daughter Nell, and now I ha cagion to trie them, my sonnes in Dy hell here in Caperdochie, itha Gayle for péeping into another mans purse, and outstep the King be miserable, hees like to totter, can that same Ned the Butler doe any thing with the King? More then my selfe, or any other Lord. A halter he can, by my troth yee reiounce my heart to heare it. Come to the Court I warrant thy sonnes life, Ned will saue that, and do thée greater good. Ile weane Brocke my maressole, and come vp to the King, and it shall go hard but two fat hens for your paines I will bring. My Lord this fellow gladly now will giue, fiue pounds so you will pardon his rude speech. For fiue and fiue I cannot brooke the beast. What giues the Tanner, I am as able as hee He giues ten pound. Take twentie then of me. I pray yée my Lord forgiue my rough heaud speech I wis I ment no hurt vnto my Liedge. Let vs entreat your Lordships patience. I do at your request remit the offence, So lets depart, heres all we haue to doe. Ti's for this time and place my Lord, sirra bring your money. What haue you sau'de now goodman Grudgen, by your hinching and your pinching, not the worth of a blacke pudding. Now mistris Shoare, what vrgent cause is that, Which made ye send for me in such great haste? I it made me halfe afraid, you were not well.