The Contention between Liberality and Prodigality · chunk 4 of 19
Anonymous · published 1602 · first performed or written 1601 [Feb 22] (Annals) moral · Children of the Chapel (second) · before the Court unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
What, in such haste forsooth, so suddenly, And so good cheap, without reward or fee? Poor men, dear zonne, must crave of courtesy: Get I once money, thou shalt rewarded be. Go to then, i'll tell thee: his name is Vanity. And where is a? No more ado, ask but for Vanity, Reward him well, he'll help thee to money. But where? Why here in this place: this is Lady Fortune's palace. Is this? Ah goodly Lord, how gay it is! Now hope I sure of money not to miss. So law, my zonne, ich will go rest myself a while, And come again. Do so. Now sure this coistrel makes me smile, To see his greedy gaping thus for gain, First hardly got, then kept with harder pain, As you ere long by proof shall see full plain. This is mine old Inn, here Ihill knock. Holla ho. What Royster have we there that rappeth so? How now, sirrah, what lack you? Lodging. Lodging? there is none: all is full. How so? ta'e up by Gentlemen long ago. Let me yet have some room for mine ass. Asinus super asinum, volitate ad furcas. Who is that thou pratest therewithal? Look forth and see, a lubber, fat, great, and tall, Upon a tired ass, bare, short, and small. O ho, 'tis Tenacity my old acquaintance, And to my wife of near alliance. Father Tenacity! Mine Host, God speed: how do you? Take in, Ostler. Anon, sir. chamberlain, wait upon my kindred here. Well, sir. AS light as a fly, In pleasant jollity: With mirth and melody, Sing money, money, money. Money, the minion, the spring of all joy, Money, the medicine that heals each annoy, Money, the jewel that man keeps in store, Money, the Idol that women adore. That money am I, the fountain of bliss, Whereof who so tasteth, doth never amiss. Money, money, money: Sing money, money, money. What, Money, sing you so lustily? I have none other cause: who would not sing merrily, Being as I am, in such felicity, The God of this world, so mighty of power, As makes men, and mars men, and all in an hour? Yea where I am, is all prosperity, And where I want, is nought but misery. Money saith reason, for so doth it fare, Money makes masteries, old proverbs declare. But, Money, Of Fortune our sovereign dame, What news? Marry sir, of purpose I hither came, To let thee know she will forthwith be here: And lo, already see she doth appear. 'tis true; now must I show my diligence. Down Ladies, stoop, do your reverence. reverence, due reverence, fair dames do reverence, Unto this Goddess great do humble reverence: Do humble reverence. Fortune of worldly state the governess, Fortune of man's delight the Mistress, Fortune of earthly bliss the patroness, Fortune the spring of joy and happiness: Lo, this is she, with twinkling of her eye, That misers can advance to dignity, And Princes turn to miser's misery. Reuerence, due reuerence.
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What, in such haste forsooth, so suddenly, And so good cheape, without reward or fee? Poore men, deare zonne, must craue of courtesie: Get I once mony, thou shalt rewarded be. Goe to then, i'le tell thee: his name is Vanitie. And where is a? No more adoe, aske but for Vanitie, Reward him well, hee'le helpe thee to mony. But where? Why here in this place: this is Lady Fortunes palace. Is this? Ah goodly Lord, how gay it is! Now hope I sure of mony not to misse. So law, my zonne, ich will goe rest my selfe a while, And come againe. Do so. Now sure this Coystrell makes me smile, To see his greedy gaping thus for gayne, First hardly got, then kept with harder payne, As you e're long by proofe shall see full plaine. This is mine old Inne, here chill knock. Holla ho. What Royster haue we there that rappeth so? How now, sirra, what lacke you? Lodging. Lodging? there is none: all is full. How so? Tane vp by Gentlemen long ago. Let me yet haue some roome for mine asse. Asinus super asinum, volitate ad furcas. Who is that thou pratest there-withall? Looke forth and see, a lubber, fat, great, and tall, Vpon a tyred asse, bare, short, and small. O ho, 'tis Tenacity my old acquaintance, And to my wife of neere alliance. Father Tenacity! Mine Host, God speed: how do you? Take in, Ostler. Anon, sir. Chamberlaine, waite vpon my kinred here. Well, sir. AS light as a fly, In pleasant iollitie: With mirth and melodie, Sing money, money, money. Money, the minion, the spring of all ioy, Money, the medicine that heales each annoy, Money, the lewell that man keepes in store, Money, the Idoll that women adore. That money am I, the fountaine of blisse, Whereof who so , doth neuer amisse. Money, money, money: Sing money, money, money. What, Money, sing you so lustily? I haue none other cause: who would not sing merily, Being as I am, in such felicity, The God of this world, so mightie of power, As makes men, and marres men, and al in an houre? Yea where I am, is all prosperitie, And where I want, is nought but miserie. Money saith reason, for so doth it fare, Money makes masteries, old prouerbs declare. But, Money, Of Fortune our soueraigne dame, What news? Marry sir, of purpose I hither came, To let thee know she will forth-with be here: And loe, alreadie see she doth appeare. Tistrue; now must I shew my diligence. Downe Ladies, stowpe, do your reuerence. REuerence, due reuerence, faire dames do reuerence, Vnto this Goddesse great do humble reuerence: Do humble reuerence. Fortune of worldly state the gouernesse, Fortune of mans delight the Mistresse, Fortune of earthly blisse the patronesse, Fortune the spring of ioy and happinesse: Lo, this is she, with twinkling of her eie, That misers can aduance to dignity, And Princes turne to misers miserie. Reuerence, due reuerence.