S., W. · published 1613 · first performed or written 1600 [c.1599-1602] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 505 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Master Bowser, with this happy news, You have revived two from the gates of death, This is that Banister, and this his wife. Sir I am glad my fortune is so good, To bring such tidings as may comfort you, You have given life unto a man deemed dead, For by these news, my life is newly bred. Thanks to my God, next to my Sovereign King. And last to you that these good news do bring. The hundred pound I must receive as due For finding Bagot, I freely give to you. And Master Banister, if so you please, I'll bear you company, when you cross the Seas. If it please you sir, my company is but mean, Stands with your liking, I'll wait on you. I am glad that all things do accord so well: Come Master Bowser, let us in to dinner: And Mistress Banister, be merry woman, Come after sorrow now, let's cheer your spirit, Knaves have their due, and you but what you merit. Call ye this seeing of fashions? Marry would I had staid at Putney still, O Master Thomas, we are spoiled, we are gone. Content thee man, this is but fortune. Fortune, a plague of this Fortune makes me go wet-shod, the rogues would not leave me a shoe to my feet, for my hose they scorned them with their heels, but for my Doublet and Hat, O Lord they embraced me, and unlased me, and took away my clothes, and so disgraced me. Well Hodge, what remedy? What shift shall we make now? Nay I know not, for begging I am nought, for stealing worse: by my troth I must even fall to my old trade, to the Hammer and the Horse heels again: but now the worst is, I am not acquainted with the humour of the horses in this country, whether they are not coltish, given much to kicking, or no, for when I have one leg in my hand, if he should up and lay other on my chaps, I were gone, there lay I, there lay Hodge. Hodge I believe thou must work for us both. O Master Thomas, have not I told you of this, have not I many a time and often, said Tom, or Master Thomas, learn to make a Horse-shoe, it will be your own another day: this was not regarded. Hark you Thomas, what do you call the fellows that robbed us? The Bandetto. The Bandetto do you call them, I know not what they are called here, but I am sure we call them plain thieves in England, O Thomas that we were now at Putney, at the ale there▪ Content thee man, here set up these two bills, And let us keep our standing on the bridge: The fashion of this country is such, If any stranger be oppressed with want, To write the manner of his misery, And such as are disposed to secure him, Will do it, what hast thou set them up?
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Maiſter Bowſer, with this happy newes, You haue reuiued two from the gates of death, This is that Baniſter, and this his wife. Sir I am glad my fortune is ſo good, To bring ſuch tidings as may comfort you, You haue giuen life vnto a man deemd dead, For by theſe newes, my life is newly bred. Thankes to my God, next to my Soueraigne King. And laſt to you that theſe good newes doe bring. The hundred pound I muſt receiue as due For finding Bagot, I freely giue to you. And Maiſter Banister, if ſo you pleaſe, Ile beare you company, when you croſſe the Seas. If it pleaſe you ſir, my company is but meane, Stands with your liking, Ile waite on you. I am glad that all things doe accorde ſo well: Come Maiſter Bowſer, let vs in to dinner: And Miſtriſſe Baniſter, be mery woman, Come after ſorrow now, lets cheere your ſpirit, Knaues haue their due, and you but what you merit. Call yee this ſeeing of faſhions? Marry would I had ſtaide at Putney ſtill, O Maiſter Thomas, we are ſpoiled, we are gone. Content thee man, this is but fortune. Fortune, a plague of this Fortune makes me goe wetſhod, the roagues would not leaue me a ſhooe to my feet, for my hoaſe they ſcorned them with their heeles, but for my Dublet and Hatte, O Lord they imbraced mee, and vnlaſed mee, and tooke away my cloathes, and ſo diſgraced me. Well Hodge, what remedie? What ſhift ſhall we make now? Nay I know not, for begging I am naught, for ſtealing worſe: by my troth I muſt euen fall to my olde trade, to the Hammer and the Horſe heeles againe: but now the worſt is, I am not acquainted with the humor of the horſes in this countrie, whether they are not coultiſh, giuen much to kicking, or no, for vvhen I haue one legge in my hand, if he ſhould vp and lay tother on my chops, I were gone, there lay I, there lay Hodge. Hodge I beleeue thou muſt worke for vs both. O Maiſter Thomas, haue not I tolde you of this, haue not I many a time and often, ſaid Tom, or Maiſter Thomas, learne to make a Horſe-ſhooe, it will be your owne another day: this was not regarded. Harke you Thomas, what doe you call the fellowes that robd vs? The Bandetto. The Bandetto doe you call them, I know not what they are called here, but I am ſure we call them plaine theeues in England, O Thmas that we were now at Putney, at the ale there▪ Content thee man, here ſet vp theſe two billes, And let vs keepe our ſtanding on the bridge: The faſhion of this country is ſuch, If any ſtranger be oppreſſed with want, To write the manner of his miſery, And ſuch as are diſpoſed to ſuccour him, Will doe it, what haſt thou ſet them vp?