Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
And, I have heard, they are most lewd impostors; Made all of terms, and shreds; no less belyers Of great-men's favours, than their own vile medicines; Which they will utter, upon monstrous oaths: Selling that drug, for two pence, ere they part, Which they have valued at twelve crowns, before. Sir, calumnies are answered best with silence: yourself shall judge. Who is it mounts, my friends? SCOTO of Mantua, sir. Is't he? nay, then I'll proudly promise, sir, you shall behold Another man, then has been fancied to you. I wonder, yet, that he should mount his bank Here, in this nook, that has been wont t'appear In face of the piazza! Here, he comes. Mount, Zany. Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow. See how the people follow him! he's a man May write 10000 crowns, in bank, here. Note, Mark but his gesture: I do use to observe The state he keeps, in getting up! 'Tis worth it, sir. Most noble gent: and my worthy patrons, it may seem strange, that I, your SCOTO Mantuano, who was ever wont to fix my bank in face of the public piazza, near the shelter of the portico, to the procuratia, should, now (after eight months' absence, from this illustrious city of Venice) humbly retire myself, into an obscure nook of the piazza. Did not I, now, object the same? Peace, sir. Let me tell you: I am not (as your Lombard proverb saith) cold on my feet; or content to part with my commodities at a cheaper rate, than I accustomed: look not for it. Nor, that the calumnious reports of that impudent detractor, and shame to our profession, (ALESSANDRO BUTTONE, I mean) who gave out, in public, I was condemned o' Sforzato to the galleys, for poisoning the Cardinal BEMBO'S— Cook, hath at all attached, much less dejected me. No, no, worthy gent. (to tell you true) I cannot endure, to see the rabble of these ground Ciarlitani, that spread their cloaks on the pavement, as if they meant to do feats of activity, and then come in, lamely, with their mouldy tales out of BOCCACIO, like stale TABARINE, the Fabulist: some of them discoursing their travels, and of their tedious captivity in the Turks galleys, when indeed (were the truth known) they were the Christians' galleys, where very temperately, they eat bread, and drunk water, as a wholesome penance (enjoined them by their Confessors) for base pilferies. Note but his bearing, and contempt of these. These turdy-facy-nasty-paty-lousy-fartical rogues, with one poor groatsworth of unprepared antimony, finely wrapped up in several 'scartoccios, are able, very well, to kill their twenty a week, and play; yet, these meager starved spirits, who have half stopped the organs of their minds with earthy oppilations, want not their favourers among your shrivelled, salad-eating artisans: who are overjoyed, that they may have their halporth of physic, though it purge 'em into another world, 'tmakes no matter.
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And, I haue heard, they are most lewd impostors; Made all of termes, and shreds; no lesse belyers Of great-mens fauours, then their owne vile med'cines; Which they will vtter, vpon monstrous othes: Selling that drug, for two pence, ere they part, Which they haue valu'd at twelue crownes, before. Sir, calumnies are answer'd best with silence: Your selfe shall iudge. Who is it mounts, my friends? SCOTO of Mantua, sir. Is't he? nay, then I'le proudly promise, sir, you shall behold Another man, then has beene phant'sied to you. I wonder, yet, that he should mount his banke Here, in this nooke, that has beene wont t'appeare In face of the piazza! Here, he comes. Mount, Zany. Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow. See how the people follow him! h'is a man May write 10000 crownes, in banke, here. Note, Marke but his gesture: I doe vse to obserue The state he keeps, in getting vp! 'Tis worth it, sir. Most noble gent: and my worthy patrons, it may seeme strange, that I, your SCOTO MANTVANO, who was euer wont to fixe my banke in face of the publike piazza, neere the shelter of the portico, to the procuratia, should, now (after eight months absence, from this illustrous city of Venice) humbly retire my selfe, into an obscure nooke of the piazza. Did not I, now, obiect the same? Peace, sir. Let me tell you: I am not (as your Lombard prouerb saith) cold on my feet; or content to part with my commodities at a cheaper rate, then I accustomed: looke not for it. Nor, that the calumnious reports of that impudent detractor, and shame to our profession, (ALESSANDRO BVTTONE, I meane) who gaue out, in publike, I was condemn'd a' Sforzato to the galleys, for poysoning the Cardinall BEMBO'S—Cooke, hath at all attached, much lesse deiected me. No, no, worthy gent. (to tell you true) I cannot indure, to see the rabble of these ground Ciarlitani, that spread their clokes on the pauement, as if they meant to do feates of actiuitie, and then come in, lamely, with their mouldy tales out of BOCCACIO, like stale TABARINE, the Fabulist: some of them discoursing their trauells, and of their tedious captiuity in the Turkes galleyes, when indeed (were the truth knowne) they were the Christians galleyes, where very temperately, they eate bread, and drunke water, as a wholesome penance (enioyn'd them by their Confessors) for base pilferies. Note but his bearing, and contempt of these. These turdy-facy-nasty-paty-lousy-farticall rogues, with one poore groats-worth of vn-prepar'd antimony, finely wrapt vp in seuerall' scartoccios, are able, very well, to kill their twentie a weeke, and play; yet, these meagre staru'd spirits, who haue halfe stopt the organs of their mindes with earthy oppilations, want not their fauourers among your shriuel'd, sallad-eating artizans: who are ouer-ioy'd, that they may haue their halfe-pe'rth of physick, though it purge 'hem into another world, 'tmakes no matter.