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2 If You Know Not Me You Know Nobody (The Second Part of Queen Elizabeth's Troubles) · chunk 19 of 44

Heywood, Thomas · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [1604-1605; revised c.1632] (Annals)
history · Queen Anne's Men
T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.83 · 475 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.

How, owe you none say you! this is but a trick to try my honesty now. There's a groat, go drink a pint of Sack, Comfort thyself thou art not well in thy wits; God forbid, pay me ten pound not due to me. God's dickens here's a jest indeed, master mad, men mad, and all mad, here's a mad household: do you hear M. Hobson, I do not greatly care to take your groat, and I care as little to spend it, yet you shall know I am Iohn, honest Iohn, and I will not be out faced of my honesty, here I had ten pounds worth of ware, and I will pay for it. Nimble-chaps, call for help Nimble-chaps, Bones of me the man begins to rave. Master I have found out one Iohn Tawnycoat, Had ten pounds worth of ware a month ago. Why that's I, that's I: I was Iohn Tawnycoat then, Though I am Iohn Gray-cote now. Iohn Tawnycoat! welcome Iohn Tawnycoat. Foot do you think i'll be out faced of my honesty? A stool for Iohn Tawnycoat, sit good Iohn Tawnycoat. Honest Iohn Tawnycoat, welcome Iohn Tawnycoat. Nay, i'll assure you we are honest all the generation of us, There 'tis to a doit I warrant it, you need not tell it after me, Foot do you think i'll be out faced of mine honesty? Thou art honest Iohn, honest Iohn Tawnycoat: Having so honestly paid for this, Sort up his pack straight worth twenty pound, I'll trust thee honest Iohn, Hobson will trust thee: And any time, the ware that thou dost lack, Money or money not, i'll stuff thy pack. I thank you Master Hobson, and this is the fruit of honesty. Be your leave M. Hobson, I bring this favour to you, My royal Mistress queen Elizabeth, Hath sent to borrow a hundred pound of you. How, bones a me, Queen know Hobson, Queen know And send but for one hundred pound: Friend come in; (Hobson? Come in friend, shall have two, Queen shall have two: If Queen know Hobson, once her Hobson's purse, Must be free for her she is England's Nurse: Come in good friend, ha, Queen know Hobson, Nay come in Iohn we'll dine together too. Make up my pack and i'll along from you Singing merrily on the way, Points, Points, Gloves, and Purses, poking-sticks, and black jet-rings, cambrics, lawns, and pretty things: Come maids and buy my back doth croak, I have all that you want: what do you lack? What do you lack? Our cities Sword-bearer and my very good friend, What have our honourable Court of Aldermen Determined yet shall Gresham have a place, To erect this worthy building to his name, May make the City speak of him for ever. They are in earnest counsel sir about it.
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Play2 If You Know Not Me You Know Nobody (The Second Part of Queen Elizabeth's Troubles)
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1606
First performance / composition (Annals)1605 [1604-1605; revised c.1632]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [1603-1605]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Anne's Men
Genre (British Drama)history
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 527 · TCP A03217 · DEEP 412
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 864–912 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 44 in this edition
Length475 words · 676 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T6 — Money, debt and credit cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.834 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T9 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
How, owe you none say you! this is but a tricke to try my honestie now. There's a groat, goe drinke a pint of Sacke, Comfort thy selfe thou art not well in thy wits; God forbid, pay me ten pound not due to me. Gods dickins here's a iest indeed, master mad, men mad, and all mad, here's a mad houshold: doe you heare M. Hobson, I doe not greatly care to take your groat, and I care as little to spend it, yet you shall know I am Iohn, honest Iohn, and I will not be out fac't of my honesty, here I had ten pounds worth of ware, and I w'll pay for it. Nimble-chaps, call for help Nimble-chaps, Bones of me the man begins to raue. Master I haue found out one Iohn Tawnie-cote, Had ten pounds worth of ware a moneth agoe. Why that's I, that's I: I was Iohn Tawnie-cote then, Though I am Iohn Gray-cote now. Iohn Tawnie-cote! welcome Iohn Tawnie-cote. Foot doe you thinke ile be out fac't of my honestie? A stoole for Iohn Tawnie-cote, sit good Iohn Tawnie-cote. Honest Iohn Tawnie-cote, welcome Iohn Tawnie-cote. Nay, ile assure you we are honest all the generation of vs, There t'is to a Doyt I warrant it, you need not tell it after mee, Foot doe you think ile be out sac't of mine honestie? Thou art honest Iohn, honest Iohn Tawnie-cote: Hauing so honestly pay'd for this, Sort vp his packe straight worth twentie pound, Ile trust thee honest Iohn, Hobson will trust thee: And any time, the ware that thou doost lacke, Money or money not, ile stuffe thy packe. I thanke you Master Hobson, and this is the fruit of honestie. Be your leaue M. Hobson, I bring this fauour to you, My royall Mistresse Queeno Elizabeth, Hath sent to borrow a hundred pound of you. How, bones a mee, Queene know Hobson, Queene know And send but for one hundred pound: Friend come in; (Hobson? Come in friend, shall haue two, Queene shall haue two: If Queene know Hobson, once her Hobsons purse, Must be free for her she is Englands Nurse: Come in good friend, ha, Queene know Hobson, Nay come in Iohn wee'le dine together too. Make vp my packe and ile along from you Singing merrily on the way, Poynts, Poynts, Gloues, and Purses, Pokingsticks, and blacke Iet-rings, Cambricks, lawnes, and pretie things: Come maydes and buy my backe doth croke, I haue all that you want: what doe you lacke? VVhat doe you lacke? Our Citties Sword-bearer and my very good friend, VVhat haue our honourable Court of Aldermen Determin'd yet shall Gresham haue a place, To erect this worthy building to his name, May make the Cittie speake of him for euer. They are in earnest counsell sir about it.