Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Michaelmas Term · chunk 27 of 39

Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [1604-1606] (Annals)
comedy · Children of Paul's (second)
unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 502 words

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

Oh what's a man but his honesty master Esay, and that's a fault amongst most of us all,— Mark but this note, I'll give you good counsel now,— as often as you give your name to a bond, you must think you christian a child, and take the charge on't too: for as the one, the bigger it grows the more cost it requires: so the other the longer it lies, the more charges it puts you too, only here's the difference a child must be broke, and a bond must not, the more you break children, the more you keep 'em under: but the more you break bonds, the more they'll leap in your face, and therefore, to conclude, I would never undertake to be Gossip to that bond which I would not see well brought up. Say you so sir?— I'll think upon your counsel hereafter for't. Ah fool, thou shouldest near ha' tasted such wit but that I know 'tis too late. The more I grieve: To put all this into the compass of a little hoop Ring Make this account, come better days or worse, So many bonds abroad, so many boys at nurse. A good medicine for a short memory:— but since, you have entered so far, whose children are desperate depts I pray? Faith they are like the offsprings of stolen lust, put to the hospital, their fathers are not to be found, they are either too far abroad, or too close within, and thus for your memory's sake. The desperate Debtor hence derives his name, One that has neither money, land nor fame, All that he makes, prove Bastards, and not Bonds, But such as yours, at first are borne to lands. But all that I beget hereafter I'll so one disinherit Master Quomodo. In the mean time here's a shrewd knave will disinherit you. Well, to put you out of all doubt Master Quomodo, i'll not trust to your courtesy, I ha' sent for bail. How? you'ave cozened me there i'faith. Since the worst comes to the worst, I have those friends i'th' City, I hope that will not suffer me to lie for seven hundred pound. And you told me you had no friends here at all, how should a man trust you now? That was but to try your Courtesy M. Quomodo. How unconscionably he gulls himself— they must be wealthy subsidy-men sir, at least forty pound i'th' Kings Books I can tell you, that do such a feat for you. Here they come whatsoe'er they are. by’r lady Alderman's Deputies, I am very sorry for you sir, I cannot refuse such men. Are you the Gentleman in distress? None more than myself sir. He speaks truer than he thinks, for if he knew, The hearts that owe those faces— a dark shop's good for somewhat. That was all sir. And that's enough, for by that means you have made yourself liable to the Bond, as well as that Basefield Blastfield sir.
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PlayMichaelmas Term
AuthorMiddleton, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1606 [1604-1606]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [1604-1607]
Company (BritDrama)Children of Paul's (second)
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 575 · TCP A07505 · DEEP 466
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 916–944 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 27 of 39 in this edition
Length502 words · 657 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T6 — Money, debt and credit at 0.773
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Oh whats a man but his honeſtie maſter Eaſie, and thats a fault amongſt moſt of vs all,—Marke but this note, Ile giue you good counſell now,—as often as you giue your name to a bond, you muſt think you chriſten a child, and take the charge on't too: for as the one, the bigger it growes the more coſt it requires: ſo the other the longer it lies, the more charges it puts you too, onely heer's the difference a childe muſt bee broke, and a bond muſt not, the more you breake children, the more you keep 'em vnder: but the more you breake bondes, the more theyle leape in your face, and therefore, to conclude, I would neuer vndertake to bee Goſſip to that bond which I would not ſee well brought vp. Say you ſo ſir?—Ile thinke vpon your counſaile hereafter for't. Ah foole, thou ſhouldeſt neere ha taſted ſuch witte but that I know tis too late. The more I grieue: To put all this into the compaſſe of a litle hoop Ring Make this account, come better dayes or worſe, So many bonds abroad, ſo many boyes at nurſe. A good medicine for a ſhort memorie:—but ſince, you haue entred ſo farre, whoſe children are deſperate depts I pray? Faith they are like the of-ſprings of ſtolne luſt, put to the hoſpital, their fathers are not to be found, they are either too far abroad, or too cloſe within, and thus for your memories ſake. The deſperate Debter hence deriues his name, One that has neither money, land nor fame, All that he makes, proue Beſtards, and not Bonds, But ſuch as yours, at firſt are horn to lands. But all that I beget heereafter le ſo one diſinherit Maiſter Quomodo. In the meane time heeres a ſhrewd knaue will diſinherit you. Well, to put you out of all doubt Maiſter Quomodo, ile not truſt to your curtezie, I ha ſent for bayle. How? y'aue cozed me there yaith. Since the worſt comes to the worſt, I haue thoſe friends 'ith Cittie, I hope that will not ſuffer me to lye for ſeauen hundred pound. And you tolde me you had no friendes heere at all, how ſhould a man truſt you now? That was but to trie your Curteſie M. Quomodo. How vncōſcionably he gulls himſelf—they muſt be wealthye ſubſidie-men ſir, at leaſt fortye pound 'ith Kings Bookes I can tell you, that doe ſuch a feate for you. Heere they come what ſo ere they are. Berlady Aldermans Deputies, I am verie ſorrye for you ſir, I cannot refuſe ſuch men. Are you the Gentleman in diſtreſſe? None more then my ſelfe ſir. Hee ſpeakes truer then he thinkes, for if he knew, The hearts that owe thoſe faces—a darke ſhop's good for ſomewhat. That was all ſir. And that's enough, for by that meanes' you haue made your ſelfe able to the Bond, as well as that Baſefield Blaſtfield ſir.