Chapman, George / Jonson, Ben / Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
Faith the quieter, and the more contented; and, out of doubt, the more godly. For Merchants in their courses are never pleased, but ever repining against Heaven: One prays for a Westerly wind to carry his ship forth; another for an Easterly to bring his ship home; and at every shaking of a lease, he falls into an agony, to think what danger his Ship is in on such a Coast, and so forth. The Farmer he is ever at odds with the Weather, sometimes the clouds have been too barren; Sometimes the Heavens forget themselves, their Harvests answer not their hopes; Sometimes the Season falls out too fruitful, Corn will bear no price, and so forth. Th'Artificer, he's all for a stirring world, if his Trade be too full and fall short of his expectation, then falls he out of joint. Where we that trade nothing but money, are free from all this, we are pleased with all weathers: let it rain or hold up, be calm or windy, let the season be whatsoever, let Trade go how it will, we take all in good part; e'en what please the heavens to send us; so the Sun stand not still; and the Moon keep her usual returns; and make up days, months, and years. And you have good security? I mary Francke, that's the special point. And yet forsooth we must have Trades to live withal; For we cannot stand without legs, nor fly without wings; and a number of such scurvy phrases. No, I say still; he that has wit, let him live by his wit: he that has none, let him be a Tradesman. Witty Master Francis! 'tis pity any Trade should dull that quick brain of yours. Do but bring Knight Petronel into my Parchment Toils once, and you shall never need to toil in any trade, a my credit! You know his wives Land? even to a foot Sir, I have been often there: a pretty fine Seat, good Land, all entire within itself. Well wooded? Two hundred pounds worth of wood ready to fell. And a fine sweet house that stands just in the midst an't, like a Prick in the midst of a Circle; would I were your Farmer, for a hundred pound a year. Excellent M. Francis; how I do long to do thee good: How I do hunger, and thirst to have the honour to enrich thee? ay, even to die, that thou mightest inherit my living: even hunger and thirst, for a my Religion, M. Francis. And so tell Knight Petrovell I do it to do him a pleasure. Marry Dad, his horses are now coming up, to bear down his Lady, wilt thou lend him thy stable to set 'em in? Faith M. Francis, I would be loath to lend my Stable out of doors, in a greater matter I will pleasure him, but not in this.
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Faith the quieter, and the more contented; and, out of doubt, the more godly. For Marchants in their courſes are neuer pleaſ'd, but euer repining againſt Heauen: One prayes for a Weſterly winde to carry his ſhippe foorth; another for an Eaſterly to bring his ſhippe home; and at euery ſhaking of a leaſe, hee falles into an agonie, to thinke what daunger his Shippe is in on ſuch a Coaſt, and ſo foorth. The Farmer hee is euer at oddes with the Weather, ſometimes the clowdes haue beene too barren; Sometimes the Heauens forgette themſelues, their Harueſts anſwere not their hopes; Sometimes the Seaſon falles out too fruitefull, Corne will beare no price, and ſo foorth. Th'Artificer, hee's all for a ſtirring worlde, if his Trade bee too full and fall ſhort of his expectation, then falles he out of ioynt. Where we that trade nothing but money, are free from all this, wee are pleaſ'd with all weathers: let it raine or hold vp, bee calme or windy, let the ſeaſon be whatſoeuer, let Trade goe how it will, wee take all in good part; een what pleaſe the heauens to ſend vs; ſo the Sunne ſtand not ſtill; and the Moone keepe her vſuall returnes; and make vp dayes, moneths, and yeares. And you haue good ſecuritie? I mary Francke, that's the ſpeciall point. And yet forſooth wee muſt haue Trades to liue withall; For wee cannot ſtand without legges, nor flye without wings; and a number of ſuch skurvie phraſes. No, I ſay ſtill; hee that has wit, let him liue by his wit: hee that has none, let him be a Tradeſ-man. Witty Maiſter Francis! Tis pittie any Trade ſhould dull that quicke braine of yours. Doe but bring Knight Petronell into my Parchment Toyles once, and you ſhall neuer neede to toyle in any trade, a my credit! You know his wiues Land? Euen to a foote Sir, I haue beene often there: a pretie fine Seate, good Land, all intire within it ſelfe. Well wooded? Two hundered pounds woorth of wood readye to fell. And a fine ſweete houſe that ſtands iuſt in the midſt an't, like a Pricke in the midſt of a Circle; would I were your Farmer, for a hundred pound a yeere. Excellent M. Francis; how I do long to doe thee good: How I doe hunger, and thirſt to haue the honour to inrich thee? I, euen to die, that thou mighteſt inherite my liuing: euen hunger and thirſt, for a my Religion, M. Francis. And ſo tell Knight Petrouell I doe it to doe him a pleaſure. Marry Dad, his horſes are now comming vp, to beare downe his Ladie, wilt thou lend him thy ſtable to ſet 'hem in? Faith M. Francis, I would be lothe to lend my Stable out of dores, in a greater matter I will pleaſure him, but not in this.