Dekker, Thomas / Webster, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Your grocer. Nay 'sfoot, then i'll change my tune: I may cause such leaden-heeled rascals; out of my sight: a knife, a knife I say: O Master Allom, if you love a woman, draw out your knife and undo me, undo me. Sweet mistress Dorothy, what should you do with a knife, its ill meddling with edge tools, what's the matter Masters! knife God bless us. 'sfoot what tricks at noddy are these. Oh I shall burst, if I cut not my lace: I'm so vexed! my father he's rid to Court: one was about a matter of a 1000. pound weight; and one of his men like a rogue as he is is rid another way for rents, I looked to have had him up yesterday, and up today, and yet he shows not his head; sure he's run away, or robbed & run through; and here was a scrivener but even now, to put my father in mind of a bond, that willbe forfeit this night if the money be not paid Master Allom. Such cross fortune! How much is the bond? O rare little villain. My father could take up, upon the bareness of his word five hundred pound: and five toe. What is the debt? But he scorns to be— and I scorn to be— pray sweet Mistress Dorothy vex not, how much is it? Alas Master Allom, 'tis but poor fifty pound. If that be all, you shall upon your word take up so much with me: another time I'll run as far in your books. Sir, I know not how to repay this kindness: but when my father— Tush, tush, 'tis not worth the talking: Just 50 pound? when is it to be paid. Between one and two. That's we three. Let one of your men go along, and I'll send your fifty pound! You so bind me sir,— go sirrah: Master Allom, I ha' some quinces brought from our house i'th' Country to preserve, when shall we have any good Sugar come over? the wars in Barbary make Sugar at such an excessive rate; you pay sweetly now I warrant, sir do you not. You shall have a whole chest of Sugar if you please. Nay by my faith four or five loves willbe enough, and I'll pay you at my first child Master Allom. Content i'faith, your man shall bring all under one, i'll borrow a kiss of you at parting. You shall sir, I borrow more of you. Save you Captain. Welcome good captain Jenkins. What is he a Barber Surgeon, that dressed your lips so. A Barber! he's may tailor; I bid him measure how high, he would make the standing collar of my new taffety Gown before, and he as Tailors willbe saucy and liquorish, laid me o'er the lips. Uds blood i'll lay him cross upon his coxcomb next day.
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Your grocer. Nay Sfoot, then ile change my tune: I may cause such leaden-heeld rascalls; out of my sight: a knife, a knife I say: O Maister Allom, if you loue a woman, draw out your knife and vndo me, vndo me. Sweete mistris Dorothy, what should you do with a knife, it ill medling with edge tooles, what's the matter Maisters! knife God blesse vs. Sfoot what tricks at noddy are these. Oh I shal burst, if I cut not my lace: I'me so vext! my father hee's ridde to Court: one was about a matter of a 1000. pound weight; and one of his men like a roague as he is is rid another way for rents, I lookt to haue had him vp yesterday, and vp to day, and yet hee showes not his head; se he's run away, or rbd & run thorough; and here was a scriuener but euen now, to put my father in minde of a bond, that wilbe forfit this night if the mony be not payd Maiser Allom. Such crosse fortune! How much is the bond? O rare little villaine. My father could take vp, vpon the barenesse of his word fiue hundred pound: and fiue toe. What is the debt? But hee scornes to bee—and I scorne to bee— Pree thee sweete Mistris Dorothy vex not, how much is it? Alas Maister Allom, tis but poore fifty pound. If that bee all, you shall vpon your worde take vp so much with me: another time ile un as far in your bookes. Sir, I know not how to repay this kindnesse: but when my father — Tush, tush, tis not worth the talking: Iust 50 pound? when is it to be payd. Betweene one and two. That's wee thre. Let one of your men goe along, and Ile send your fifty pound! You so bind mee sir, —goe sirra: Maister Allom, I ha some qunces brought from our house ith Country to preserue, when shall we haue any good Suger come ouer? the warres in Barbary make Sger at such an excessiue rate; you pay sweetely now I warrant, sir do you not. You shal haue a whole chet of Sugar if you please. Nay by my faith foure or fiue loues wil-be enough, and Ile pay you at my fist child Maister Allom. Content ifaith, your man shall bring all vnder one, ile borrow a kisse of you at parting. You shall sir, I borrow more of you. Saue you Captaine. Welcome good captaine Iynkins. What is hee a Barber Surgeon, that drest your lippes so. A Barber hee's may Taylor; I bidde him measure how hie, hee would make the standing coller of my new Taffatie Gowne before, and hee as Tailors wilbe sawcie and lickerish, laid mee ore the lippes. Vds bloud ile laie him crosse vpon his coxcomb next daie.