Yarington, Robert · published 1601 · first performed or written 1594 [1594-c.1598] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.83 · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
This shows him for a plain and honest man, That will not flatter with too many words: Some shrill-tongued fellows would have cogged and feigned, Saying i'll draw the best in Christendom. he's none of those, but bears an honest mind, And shames to utter what he cannot prove. But here he comes, is that the best you have, It is the best upon mine honest word. Then drink to us. I drink unto you both. We pledge you both, and thank you heartily. Here's to you sir. I thank you, 'tis good indeed and I had rather drink, Such bear as this as any Gascoine wine: But 'tis our English manner to affect Strange things, and price them at a greater rate, Then homebred things of better consequence. 'tis true indeed, if all were of your mind, My poor estate would sooner be advanced: And our French Merchants seek some other trade. Your poor estate, nay neighbour say not so, For God be thanked you are well to live. Not so good neighbour, but a poor young man, That would live better if I had the means: But as I am, I can content myself, Till God amend my poor ability. In time no doubt, why man you are but young, And God assure yourself hath wealth in store, If you await his will with patience. Thanks be to God I live contentedly, And yet I cannot boast of mighty wealth: But yet God's blessings have been infinite, And far beyond my expectations, My shop is stored, I am not much in debt; And here I speak it where I may be bold, I have a score of pounds to help my need, If God should stretch his hand to visit me, With sickness, or such like adversity. Enough for this, now neighbour what's to pay, Two pence good sir. Nay pray sir forbear, I'll pay this reckoning for it is but small. I will not strive since ye will have it so. Neighbour farewell. Farewell unto you both. His shop is stored he is not much indebt. He hath a score of pounds to help his need, I and a score too if the truth were known: I would I had a shop so stored with wares, And forty pounds to buy a bargain with, whenas occasion should be offered me, I'd live as merry as the wealthiest man; That hath his being within London walls, I cannot buy my bear, my bread, my meat: My faggots, coals, and such like necessaries, At the best hand, because I want the coin, That many misers coffer up in bags, Having enough to serve their turns beside: Ah for a trick to make this Beech's trash, Forsake his coffer and to rest in mine, I marry sir, how may that trick be done: Marry with ease and great facility, I will invent some newfound stratagem, To bring his coin to my possession; What though his death relieve my poverty, Gain waits on courage, loss on cowardice.
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Length
506 words · 643 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.830 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T9 · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
This showes him for a plaine and honest man, That will not flatter with too many wordes: Some shriltong'd fellowes would haue cogd and faind, Saying ile draw the best in Christendome. Hees none of those, but beares an honest minde, And shames to vtter what he cannot proue. But here he comes, is that the best you haue, It is the best vpon mine honest worde. Then drinke to vs. I drinke vnto you both. We pledge you both, and thanke you hartelie. Heres to you sir. I thanke you, Tis good indeed and I had rather drinke, Such beare as this as any Gascoine wine: But tis our English manner to affect Strange things, and price them at a greater rate, Then home-bred things of better consequence. Tis true indeede, if all were of your minde, My poore estate would sooner be aduanc'd: And our French Marchants seeke some other trade. Your poore estate, nay neighbour say not so, For God be thanked you are well to liue. Not so good neighbour, but a poore young man, That would liue better if I had the meanes: But as I am, I can content my selfe, Till God amend my poore abilitie. In time no doubt, why man you are but young, And God assure your selfe hath wealth in store, If you awaight his will with patience. Thankes be to God I liue contentedlie, And yet I cannot boast of mightie wealth: But yet Gods blessings haue beene infinit, And farre beyond my expectations, My shop is stor'd, I am not much in debt; And here I speake it where I may be bold, I haue a score of poundes to helpe my neede, If God should stretch his hand to visit me, With sicknesse, or such like aduersity. Enough for this, now neighbour whats to pay, Two pence good sir. Nay pray sir forbeare, Ile pay this reckoning for it is but small. I will not striue since yee will haue it so. Neighbour farewell. Farewell vnto you both. His shop is stor'd he is not much indebt. He hath a score of poundes to helpe his neede, I and a score too if the trueth were knowne: I would I had a shop so stor'd with wares, And fortie poundes to buy a bargaine with, When as occasion should be offered me, Ide liue as merrie as the wealthiest man; That hath his being within London walles, I cannot buy my beare, my bread, my meate: My fagots, coales, and such like necessaries, At the best hand, because I want the coine, That manie misers coafer vp in bagges, Hauing enough to serue their turnes besides: Ah for a tricke to make this Beeches trash, Forsake his cofer and to rest in mine, I marrie sir, how may that tricke be done: Marrie with ease and great facilitie, I will inuent some new-found stratagem, To bring his coyne to my possession; What though his death relieue my pouertie, Gaine waites on courage, losse on cowardice.