Marston, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) (?) unassigned nearest T39 Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing · 518 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T39: conscience, lucre, usury, lucar, fraud, dissimulation, simony, london, lady, nemo.
Fabius, by this light, a cogging cheater, he lives on love of merchants wives, he stands on the base, of maines, he furnisheth your ordinary, for which he feeds scotfree, keeps fair gold in his purse, to put on upon maines, by which he lives and keeps a fair boy at his heels, he is damned Fabius. He is a fine man la, and has a good wit for when he list he can go in black Satin, I and in a cloak lined with unshorn Velvet. By the salvation of humanity he's more pestilent than the plague of Lice that fell upon Egypt, thou hast been knave if thou credit it, thou art an Ass if thou follow it, & shalt be a perpetual Idiot if thou pursue it, renounce the world, the flesh, the Devil, and thy trust in men's wives for they will double with thee, and so I betake myself to the sucking of the juice Capon, my ingle Bottle-ale, & his Gentleman usher that squires him red herring, a fool I found thee & a fool I leave thee, bear record heaven 'tis against the providence of my speech, God boy good signior. Ha, ha, ha, God boy good signior, what a fool 'tis, ha, ha, what an Ass 'tis, save you young Gentlemen, is she coming, will she meet me, shall's encounter ha? You were not leapt in your Mother's smock, you ha' not a good cheek, an enticing eye, a smooth skin, a well shaped leg, a fair hand, you cannot bring a wench into a fools paradise for you? Not I by this garter, I am a fool, a very Ninny I, how call you her? how call you her? Call her, you rise on your right side today marry, call her, her name is Mistress Perpetuana, she is not very fair, nor goes extraordinary gay. She has a good skin? A good skin? she is wealthy, her husbands a fool, she'll make you, she wears the breeches: she'll make you. I'll keep two men and they shall be Tailors, they shall make suits continually, and those shall be cloth of silver. You may go in beaten precious Stones every day, marry I must acquaint you with some observances which you must pursue most religiously, she has a fool, a natural fool weights on her, that is indeed her pander to him, at the first you must be bounteous, whatsoever he craves, be it your Hat, Cloak, Rapier, Purse, or such trifle, giv't, giv't, the night will pay all: and to draw all suspect, from pursuing her love for base gain sake. giv't by this light, I'll giv't, wert, gain, I care not for her Chain of Pearl, only her love; gain? the first thing her bounty shall fetch is my blush colour Satin suit from pawn: gain? When you hear one wind a Cornet, she is coming down Saint Marks street, prepare your speech, suck your lips, lighten your spirits, fresh your blood, sleek your cheeks, for now thou shalt be made for ever (a perpetual and eternal gull)
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Fabius, by this light, a cogging Chetor, he liues on loue of Marchants wiues, hee stands on the base, of maines, hee furnisheth your ordinary, for which he feeds scot-free, keepes faire gold in his purse, to put on vpon maines, by which he liues and keepes a faire boy at his heeles, he is dam'd Fabius. He is a fine man law, and has a good wit for when he list he can go in black Sattin, I and in a cloake lin'd with vnshorne Veluet. By the saluation of humanity he's more pestilent then the plague of Lice that fell vpon Egipt, thou hast bin knaue if thou credit it, thou art an Asse if thou follow it, & shalt be a perpetual Ideot if thou persue it, renounce the world, the flesh, the Diuell, and thy trust in mens wiues for they wil double with thee, and so I betake my selfe to the sucking of the iuice Capon, my ingle Bottle-ale, & his Gentleman vsher that squiers him red herring, a foole I found thee & a foole I leaue thee, beare record heauē tis against the prouidence of my speach, God boy good Sinior. Ha, ha, ha, God boy good Sinior, what a foole 'tis, ha, ha, what an Asse 'tis, saue you young Gentlemen, is shee comming, will she meete me, shal's incounter ha? You were not lapt in your Mothers smock, you ha not a good cheeke, an inticing eye, a smooth skinne, a well shapt leg, a faire hand, you cannot bring a wench into a fooles parradize for you? Not I by this garter, I am a foole, a very Ninny I, how call you her? how call you her? Call her, you rise on your right side to day marry, call her, her name is Mistresse Perpetuana, shee is not very faire, nor goes extraordinary gay. She has a good skinne? A good skin? she is wealthy, her husbands a foole, sheele make you, she weares the breeches: sheele make you. Ile keepe two men and they shall be Taylors, they shall make sutes continually, and those shall be cloath of siluer. You may go in beaten pretious Stones euery day, marry I must acquaint you with some obseruances which you must persue most religiously, she has a foole, a naturall foole waights on her, that is indeed her pander to him, at the first you must be bounteous, what-so-ere hee craues, bee it your Hatte, Cloake, Rapier, Purse, or such trifle, giu't, giu't, the night will pay all: and to draw all suspect, from persuing her loue for base gaine sake. Giu't by this light, Ile giu't, wert, gaine, I care not for her Chaine of Pearle, onely her loue; gaine? the first thing her boūty shal fetch is my blush colour Satten sute frō pawn: gaine? When you heare one winde a Cornet, shee is comming downe Saint Markes streete, prepare your speech, suck your lippes, lighten your spirits, fresh your bloud, sleeke your cheekes, for now thou shalt be made for euer (a perpetuall and eternall gull)