S., W. · published 1602 · first performed or written 1600 [c.1599-1602] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 502 words
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ay their up, God send some to read them, And not only to read them, but also to look on us: And not altogether to look on us, But to relieve us, O cold, cold cold. What's here? two Englishmen robbed by the Bandetto, One of them seems to be a gentleman: 'tis pity that his fortune was so hard, To fall into the desperate hands of thieves, I'll question him of what estate he is, God save you sir, are you an Englishman? I am sir a distressed Englishman. And what are you my friend. Who I sir, by my troth I do not know myself what I am now, but sir, I was a smith sir, a poor Farrier of Putney, that's my master sir yonder, I was robbed for his sake sir. I see you have been met by the Bandetto, And therefore need not ask how you came thus: But Friskiball why dost thou question them, Of their estate and not relieve their need, Sir the coin I have about about me is not much: There's sixteen Ducats, for to clothe yourselves, There's sixteen more to buy your diet with, And there's sixteen to pay for your horse hire: 'tis all the wealth you see my purse possesses, But if you please for to inquire me out, You shall not want for aught that I can do, My name is Friskiball a Florence Merchant, A man that always loved your nation. This unexpected favour at your hands, Which God doth know, if ever I shall requite it, Necessity makes me to take your bounty, And for your gold can yield you nought but thanks, Your charity hath helped me from despair. Your name shall still be in my hearty prayer. It is not worth such thanks; come to my house, Your want shall better be relieved than thus. I pray excuse me, this shall well suffice, To bear my charges to Bononia, Whereas a noble Earl is much distressed: An Englishman, Russell the Earl of Bedford, Is by the French King, sold unto his death, It may fall out, that I may do him good, To save his life, I'll hazard my heart blood: Therefore kind sir, thanks for your liberal gift, I must be gone to aid him there's no shift. I'll be no hinderer to so good an act, Heaven prosper you, in that you go about; If Fortune bring you this way back again, Pray let me see you: so I take my leave, All good a man can wish, I do bequeath. All good that God doth send, light on your head, There's few such men within our climate bred. How say you now Hodge, is not this good fortune. How say you, I'll tell you what Master Thomas If all men be of this Gentleman's mind, Let's keep our standings upon this Bridge, We shall get more here with begging in one day, Than I shall with making horseshoes in a whole year.
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I their vp, God send some to reade them, And not onelie to reade them, but also to looke on vs: And not altogether to looke on vs, But to releeue vs, O colde, colde colde. Whats here? two Englishmen rob'd by the Bandetto, One of them seemes to be a gendeman: Tis pittie that his fortune was so hard, To fall into the desperate handes of theeues, Ile question him of what estate he is, God saue you sir, are you an Englishman? I am sir a distressed Englishman. And what are you my friend. Who I sir, by my troth I do not know my self what I am now, but sir, I was a smith sir, a poore Farrier of Putnay, thats my maister sir yonder, I was robbed for his sake sir. I see you haue beene met by the Bandetto, And therefore neede not aske how you came thus▪ But Friskiball why doost thou question them, Of their estate and not releeue their neede, Sir the coine I haue about about me is not much: Theres sixteene Duckets, for to cloath yourselues, Theres sixteene more to buie your diet with, And thers sixteene to paie for your horse hire: Tis all the wealth you see my purse possesses, But if you please for to enquire me out, You shall not want for ought that I can doe, My name is Friskiball a Florence Marchant, A man that alwayes loued your nation. This vnexpected fauour at your hands, Which God doth know, if euer I shall requite it, Necessitie makes me to take your bountie, And for your gold can yeeld you naught but thankes, Your charitie hath helpt me from dispaire. Your name shall still be in my hartie praier. It is not worth such thankes; come to my house, Your want shall better be releeu'd then thus. I pray excuse me, this shall well suffice, To beare my charges to Bononia, Whereas a noble Earle is much distressed: An Englishman, Russell the Earle of Bedford, Is by the French King, solde vnto his death, It may fall out, that I may doe him good, To saue his life, Ile hazard my hart blood: Therefore kinde sir, thankes for your liberall gift, I must be gone to aide him ther's no shift. Ile be no hinderer to so good an acte, Heauen prosper you, in that you goe about; If Fortune bring you this way backe againe, Pray let me see you: so I take my leaue, All good a man can wish, I doe bequeath. All good that God doth send, light on your head, Theres few such men within our climate bred. How say you now Hodge, is not this good fortune. How say you, Ile tell you what Maister Thomas If all men be of this Gentlemans minde, Lets keepe our standings vpon this Bridge, We shall get more here with begging in oneday, Then I shall with making Horshoes in a whole yeare.