S., W. · published 1602 · first performed or written 1600 [c.1599-1602] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.80 · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
But Gardiner means his glory shall be dimmed: Shall Cromwell live a greater man than I, My envy with his honour now is bred, I hope to shorten Cromwell by the head. O Friskiball, what shall become of thee? Where shalt thou go, or which way shalt thou turn, Fortune that turns her too unconstant wheel, Hath turned thy wealth and riches in the Sea, All parts abroad wherever I have been, Grows weary of me, and denies me succour, My debtor, they that should relieve my want, Forswears my money, says they owe me none: They know my state too mean, to bear out law, And here in London, where I oft have been, And have done good to many a wretched man, Am now most wretched here, despised myself, In vain it is, more of their hearts to try, Be patient therefore, lay thee down and die. Come Joan, come, let's see what he'll do for us now? Iwis we have done for him, when many a time and often he might have gone a-hungry to bed. Alas man, now he is made a Lord, he'll never look upon us, he'll fulfil the old Proverb: Set Beggars a horseback, and they'll ride: A welladay for my Cow, such as he, hath made us come behind hand, we had never pawned our Cow else to pay our rent. Well Joan he'll come this way: and by God's dickers i'll tell him roundly of it, and if he were ten Lords: a shall know that I had not my Cheese and my Bacon for nothing. Do you remember husband how he would munch up my Cheese cakes, he hath forgot this now, but we'll remember him. I we shall have now three flaps with a Fox tail: but i'faith i'll gibber a joint, but i'll tell him his own: stay who comes here, O stand up here he comes, stand up. Come away with these beggars here, rise up sirrah, Come out the good people: run afore there ho. I we are kicked away now, we come for our own, the time hath been he would a looked more friendly upon us: And you Hodge, we know you well enough though you are so fine. Come hither sirrah, stay what men are these, My honest Host of Hounslow, and his wife: I owe thee money father, do I not. ay by the body of me doest thou, would thou wouldest pay me, good four pound it is, I have a the post at home. I know 'tis true, sirrah give him ten Angels, And look your wife, and you do stay to dinner: And while you live: I freely give to you, four pound a year, for the four pound I ought you. Art not changed, art old Tom still, Now God bless thee good Lord Tom: Home Joan home, i'll dine with my Lord Tom today, And thou shalt come next week, Fetch my Cow, home Joan, home.
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499 words · 649 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.802 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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But Gardiner meanes his glorie shall be dimde: Shall Cromwell liue a greater man then I, My enuie with his honour now is bred, I hope to shorten Cromwell by the head. O Friskiball, what shall become of thee? Where shalt thou go, or which way shalt thou turne, Fortune that turnes her too vnconstant wheele, Hath turn'd thy wealth and riches in the Sea, All parts abroade where euer I haue beene, Growes wearie of me, and denies me succour, My debters they, that should releeue my want, Forsweares my monie, saies they owe me none: They know my state too meane, to beare out law, And here in London, where I oft haue beene, And haue done good to manie a wretched man, Am now most wretched here, dispisd my selfe, In vaine it is, more of their hearts to trie, Be patient therefore, laye thee downe and die. Come Ioane, come, lets see what heele doe for vs now? Iwis we haue done for him, when many a time and often he might haue gone a hungrie to bed. Alas man, now he is made a Lord, heele neuer looke vpon vs, heele fullfill the old Prouerbe: Set Beggers a horse-backe, and theile ride: A welli day for my Cowe, such as he, hath made vs come behinde hand, we had neuer pawnd our Cowe els to pay our rent. Well Ioane heele come this waye: and by Gods dickers ile tell him roundlie of it, and if hee were tenne Lordes: a shall knowe that I had not my Cheese and my Bacon for nothing. Doe you remember husband how hee woulde mouch vp my Cheese cakes, he hath forgot this now, but weele remember him. I we shall haue now three flappes with a Foxe taile: but I faith ile gibber a ioynte, but ile tell him his owne: staye who comes heere, O stand vppe heere hee comes, stand vppe. Come away with these beggars here, rise vp sirra, Come out the good people: runne afore there ho. I wee are kicked awaye now, wee come for our owne, the time hath beene he woulde a looked more friendlye vpon vs: And you Hodge, we know you well inough though you are so fine. Come hether sirrah, stay what men are these, My honest Host of Hounslow, and his wife: I owe thee mony father, do I not. I by the bodie of mee dooest thou, woulde thou wouldest paye me, good foure pound it is, I haue a the poste at home. I know tis true, sirra giue him ten Angels, And looke your wife, and you do stay to dinner: And while you liue: I freelie giue to you, Foure pound a yeare, for the foure pound I ought you. Art not changed, art ould Tom still, Now God blesse the good Lord Tom: Home Ioane home, ile dine with my Lorde Tom to day, And thou shalt come next weeke, Fetch my Cow, home Ioane, home.