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 · 493 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.
This duty in him shows a kind of grace. Go on before for time draws on apace. I wonder what this Lord would have with me, His man so strictly gave me charge to stay: I never did offend him to my knowledge, Well, good or bad, I mean to bide it all, Worse than I am, now never can befall. Come wife I take it be almost dinner time, For Master Newton, and Master Crosby sent to me: Last might, they would come dine with me, And take their bond in: I pray thee high thee home, And see that all things be in readiness. They shallbe welcome, husband I'll go before, But is not that man Master Friskiball? O heavens it is kind Master Friskiball: Say sir, what hap hath brought you to this pass? The same that brought you to your misery. Why would you not acquaint me with your state? Is Banister your poor friend forgot? Whose goods, whose love, whose life and all is yours. I thought your usage would be as the rest, That had more kindness at my hands then you, Yet looked ascance, when as they saw me poor▪ If Banister should bear so base a heart, I never would look my husband in the face, But hath him as I would a Cockatrice. And well thou mightest, should Banister deal so, Since that I saw you sir, my state is mended: And for the thousand pound I own to you, I have it ready for you sir at home, And though I grieve your fortune is so bad: Yet that my perhapss to help you, makes me glad, And now sir will it please you walk with me. Not yet I cannot, for the Lord Chancellor, Hath here commanded me to weight on him, For what I know not▪ pray God it be for good. Never make doubt of that, i'll warrant you, He is as kind a noble gentleman; As ever did possess the place he hath. Sir my brother is his steward, if you please, We'll go along and bear you company: I know we shall not want for welcome there? Withal my heart: but what's become of Bagot. He is hanged, for buying jewels of the Kings. A just reward for one so impious, The time draws on, sir will you go along. I'll follow you kind Master Friskiball. Now Master Crosby, I see you have a care To keep your word, in payment of your money. By my faith I have reason upon a bond, Three thousand pound is too much to forfeit, Yet I doubt not Master Banister. By my faith your sum is more than mine, And yet I am not much behind you too, Considering that to day I paid at Court. Mass and well remembered: What's the reason the Lord Cromwel's men, Wear such long skirts upon their coats? They reach down to their very ham.
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This dutie in him ſhowes a kinde of grace. Goe on before for time drawes on apace. I wonder what this Lord would haue with me, His man ſo ſtrictly gaue me charge to ſtay: I neuer did offend him to my knowledge, Well, good or bad, I meane to bide it all, Worſe then I am, now neuer can befall. Come wie I take it be almoſt dinner time, For Maiſter Newton, and Maiſter Croſbie ſent to me: Laſt might, they would come dine with me, And take their bond in: I pray thee hie thee home, And ſee that all things be in readineſſe. They ſhalbe welcome, husband Ile goe before, But is not that man Maiſter Friskiball? O heauens it is kinde Maiſter Friskiball: Say ſir, what hap hath brought you to this paſſe? The ſame that brought you to your miſery. Why would you not acquaint me with your ſtate? Is Baniſter your poore friend forgot? Whoſe goods, whoſe loue, whoſe life and all is yours. I thought your vſage would be as the reſt, That had more kindneſſe at my hands then you, Yet looked aſcance, when as they ſaw me poore▪ If Baniſter ſhould beare ſo baſe a hart, I neuer would looke my husband in the face, But hath him as I would a Cockatriſe. And well thou mighteſt, ſhould Baniſter deale ſo, Since that I ſaw you ſir, my ſtate is mended: And for the thouſand pound I owe to you, I haue it ready for you ſir at home, And though I greeue your fortune is ſo bad: Yet that my hap's to help you, makes me glad, And now ſir will it pleaſe you walke with me. Not yet I cannot, for the Lord Chancelour, Hath here commaunded me to waight on him, For what I know not▪ pray God it be for good. Neuer make doubt of that, ile warrant you, He is as kinde a noble gentleman; As euer did poſſeſſe the place he hath. Sir my brother is his ſteward, if you pleaſe, Weale goe along and beare you company: I know we ſhall not want for welcome there? Withall my hart: but whats become of Bagot. He is hanged, for buying iewels of the Kings. A iuſt reward for one ſo impious, The time drawes on, ſir will you goe along. Ile follow you kinde Maiſter Friskiball. Now Maiſter Croſbie, I ſee you haue a care To keepe your word, in paiment of your mony. By my faith I haue reaſon vpon a bond, Three thouſand pound is too much to forfet, Yet I doubt not Maiſter Baniſter. By my faith your ſumme is more then mine, And yet I am not much behinde you too, Conſidering that to day I paid at Court. Maſſe and well remembred: Whats the reaſon the Lord Cromwels men, Weare ſuch long skirts vpon their coates? They reach downe to their very ham.