Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T39: conscience, lucre, usury, lucar, fraud, dissimulation, simony, london, lady, nemo.
Faith, the world goes I cannot tell how: How speed you with your wench? I would the wench were at the Devil: A plague upon't I never say my prayers, and that makes me have such ill luck. I think the scholar be haunted with some demi-devil. Why, didst thou fray him? Fray him? a vengeance on't, all our shifting knavery's known: We are counted very vagrants: Sounds, I am afraid of every officer, for whipping. We are horribly haunted: our behaviour is so beastly, that we are grown loathsome, our craft gets us nought but knocks. What course shall we take now? Faith I cannot tell: let's e'en run our Country, for here's no staying for us. Faith agreed: let's go into some place where we are not known, and there set up the art of knavery with the second edition. Every one tells me I look better than I was wont, My hearts lightened, my spirits are revived, Why methinks I am e'en young again; It joys my heart that this same peevish girl my daughter will be ruled at the last yet: But I shall never be able to make Mr. Churmes amends for the great pains he has taken, Master, now out upon'ns, well aday: we are all undone! Undone? what sudden accident hath chanced? Speak what's the matter? Alas that ever I was borne! My Mistress and Mr. Churms are run away together. 'tis not possible: near tell me. I dare trust Master Churms with a greater matter than that. Faith you must trust him whether you will or no, for he's gone. M. Gripe, I was coming to desire that I might have your absence at my wedding: for I hear say you are very liberal grown o'late. For I spoke with three or four of your debtor this morning, that ought you hundred pounds a piece: And they told me, that you sent M. Churmes to them and took of some ten pounds, And of some twenty, and delivered them their bonds, And bade them pay the rest when they were able. I am undone: I am robbed: my daughter, my money! Which way are they gone? Faith Sir, it's all to nothing but your daughter and M. Churms are gone both one way: Marry your money flies some one ways and some another: And therefore 'tis but a folly to make hue and cry after it. Follow them: make hue and cry after them. My daughter, my money, all's gone, what shall I do? Faith if you will be ruled by me, I'll tell you what you shall do: (Mark what I say) for I'll teach you the way to come to heaven, if you stumble not: Give all you have to the poor, But one single penny, and with that penny buy you a good strong halter, And when you ha' done so: come to me and I'll tell you what you shall do with it. Bring me my daughter: that Churms, that villain, I'll tear him with my teeth.
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Faith, the world goes I cannot tell how: How ſpeed you with your wench? I would the wench were at the Diuel: A plague vpont I neuer ſay my prayers, and that makes me haue ſuch ill lucke. I think the ſcholler be haunted with ſome Demidiuel. Why▪ didſt thou fray him? Fray him? a vengeance ont▪ all our ſhifting knauerie's knowne: We are counted very vagrants: Sounds, I am afraid of euerie officer, for whipping. We are horribly haunted: our behauiour is ſo beaſtly, that we are growen loathſome, our craft gets vs nought but knocks. What courſe ſhal we take now? Faith cannot tell lets eene run our Countrie, for heres no ſtaying for vs. Faith agreed: lets go into ſome place where wee are not knowne, and there ſet vp the art of knauerie with the ſecond edition. Euery one tels me I looke better then I was wont, My hearts lightened, my ſpirits are reuiued, Why me thinkes I am eene young againe; It ioyes my heart that this ſame peeuiſh girle my daughter wil be rul'd at the laſt yet: But I ſhall neuer be able to make Mr. Churmes amends for the great paines he has taken, Maſter, now out vpons, well aday: we are al vndone! Vndone? what ſodaine accident hath chanc't? Speake whats the matter? Alas that euer I was borne! My Miſtreſſe and Mr. Churms are run away together. Tis not poſſible: nere tell me. I dare truſt Maſter Churms with a greater matter then that. Faith you muſt truſt him whether you will or no, for hees gone. M. Gripe, I was comming to deſire that I might haue your abſence at my wedding: for I heare ſay you are very liberall growen alate. For I ſpake with three or foure of your debters this morning▪ that ought you hundred pounds a piece: And they tolde me, that you ſent M. Churmes to them and tooke of ſome ten pounds, And of ſome twentie, and deliuered them their bondes, And bad them pay the reſt when they were able. I am vndon: I am robd: my daughter▪ my mony! Which way are they gone? Faith Sir, its all to nothing but your daughter and M. Churms are gone both one way: Marrie your mony flies ſome one waies and ſome another: And therefore tis but a folly to make hue and crie after it. Follow them: make hue and cry after them. My daughter, my mony, alls gone, what ſhall I doe? Faith if you will be rul'd by me, Ile tell you what you ll doe: (Marke what I ſay) for Ile teach you the way to come to heauen, if you ſtumble not: Giue all you haue to the poore, But one ſingle penny, and with that penny buy you a good ſtrong halter, And when you ha done ſo: come to mee and Ile tell you what you ſhall do with it. Bring me my daughter: that Churms, that villane, Ile teare him with my teeth.