Chapman, George / Jonson, Ben / Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T30 Constables, justices and the watch · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.
Francis Quicksilver, would God thou hadst turned Quacksalver, rather than run into these dissolute, & lewd courses; It is great pity, thou art a proper young man, of an honest and clean face, somewhat near a good one, (God hath done his part in thee) but, thou haste made too much, and been to proud of that face, with the rest of thy body; for maintenance of which in neat and garish attire, (only to be looked upon by some light housewives) thou hast prodigally consumed much of thy Master's estate: and being by him gently admonished, at several times, hast returned thyself haughty, and rebellious, in thine answers, thundering out uncivil comparisons, requiting all his kindness with a course and harsh behaviour, never returning thanks for any one benefit, but receiving all, as if they had been Debts to thee, & no Courtesies. I must tell thee Francis, these are manifest signs of an ill nature; and God doth often punish such pride, and outrecuidance, with scorn and infamy, which is the worst of misfortune. My worshipful father, what do you please to charge them withal? from the press I will free 'em Master Constable. Then i'll leave your worship, Sir. No, you may stay, there will be other matters against 'em. Sir I do charge this Gallant, Master Quicksilver, on suspicion of Felony; and the Knight as being accessary, in the receipt of my goods. O God Sir! Hold thy peace, impudent varlet, hold thy peace. With what forehead or face, dost thou offer to chop Logic with me, having run such a race of Riot, as thou hast done? does not the sight of this worshipful man's fortune & temper, confound thee, that was thy younger fellow in household, and now come to have the place of a judge upon thee? Dost not observe this? Which of all thy Gallants, & Gasters, thy Swearers & thy Swaggerers, will come now to moan thy misfortune, or pity thy penury? They le look out at a window, as thou rid'st in triumph to Tyburn, and cry, yonder goes honest Frank, mad Quicksilver; He was a free boon companion, when he had money, says one; Hang him fool, says another, he could not keep it when he had it; A pox o'the Cullion his Mr. (says a third) he has brought him to this: when their Pox of pleasure, & their piles of perdition, would have been better bestowed upon thee, that hast ventured for 'em with the best, and by the clew of thy knavery, brought thyself weeping, to the Cart of Calamity. Worshipful Master. Offer not to speak, Crocodile, I will not hear a sound come from thee. Thou hast learned to whine at the Play yonder. Master Deputy, pray yond commit 'em both to safe custody, till I be able farther to charge 'em. O me, what an infortunate thing am I! Will you not take security Sir.
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Francis Quick-ſiluer, would God thou hadſt turnd Quack-ſaluer, rather then run into theſe diſſolute, & lewd courſes; It is great pitty, thou art a proper yong man, of an honeſt and cleane face, ſomewhat neere a good one, (God hath done his part in thee) but, thou haſte made too much, and beene to proud of that face, with the reſt of thy body; for maintenance of which in neate and gariſh attire, (onely to be look'd vpon by ſome light houſwifes) thou haſt prodigally conſumed much of thy Maſters eſtate: and being by him gently admoniſh'd, at ſeueral times, haſt returnd thy ſelfe haughty, and rebellious, in thine anſwers, thundring out vnciuill compariſons, requiting al his kindnes with a courſe and harſh behauiour, neuer returning thanks for any one benefit, but receiuing all, as if they had bin Debts to thee, & no Courteſies. I muſt tel thee Francis, theſe are manifeſt ſignes of an ill nature; and God doth often puniſh ſuch pride, and butrecuidance, with ſcorne and infamy, which is the worſt of misfortune. My worſhipfull father, what do you pleaſe to charge them withall? from the preſſe I wil free 'hem Maiſter Conſtable. Then ile leaue your worſhip, Sir. No, you may ſtay, there will be other matters againſt 'hem. Sir I do charge this Gallant, Maiſter Quickſiluer, on ſuſpicion of Felony; and the Knight as being acceſſary, in the receipt of my goods. O God Sir! Hold thy peace, impudēt varlot, hold thy peace. With what forehead or face, doſt thou offer to choppe Logick with me, hauing run ſuch a race of Riot, as thou haſt done? Do's not the ſight of this worſhipful mans fortune & temper, confound thee, that was thy yonger fellow in houſhold, and now come to haue the place of a Iudge vpon thee? Doſt not obſerue this? Which of al thy Gallants, & Gaſters, thy Swearers & thy Swaggerers, will come now to mone thy misfortune, or pitty thy penurie? They le looke out at a window, as thou rid'ſt in triumph to Tiborne, and crye, yonder goes honeſt Franck, mad Quickſiluer; He was a free boone companion, when hee had money, ſayes one; Hang him foole, ſaies another, he could not keeepe it when he had it; A pox o'the Culliō his Mr. (ſais a third) he has brought him to this: when their Pox of pleaſure, & their piles of perdition, would haue bene better beſtowed vpon thee, that haſt ventred for 'hem with the beſt, and by the clew of thy knauery, brought thy ſelfe weeping, to the Cart of Calamity. Worſhipfull Maiſter. Offer not to ſpeake, Crocodile, I will not heare a ſound come from thee. Thou haſt learnt to whine at the Play yonder. Maiſter Deputy, pray yon commit 'hem both to ſafe cuſtody, till I be able farther to charge 'hem. O me, what an infortunate thing am I! Will you not take ſecurity Sir.