Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1610 (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 497 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
I'll send her to thee: And but dispatch my brace of little JOHN Leyden's, And come again myself. Are they within then? Numbering the sum. How much? A hundred marks, Boy. Why, this's a lucky day! Ten pounds of MAMMON! Three o' my clerk! A portague o' my grocer! This o' the Brethren! beside reversions, And states, to come i' the widow, and my Count! My share, today, will not be bought for forty— What? Pounds, dainty Dorothy, art thou so near? Yes, say lord General, how fares our camp? As, with the few, that had entrenched themselves Safe, by their discipline, against a world, DOL: And laughed, within those trenches, and grew fat With thinking on the booties, DOL, brought in Daily, by their small parties. This dear hour, A doughty Don is taken, with my DOL; And thou mayst make his ransom, what thou wilt, My Dousabell: He shall be brought here, fettered With thy fair looks, before he see's thee; and thrown In a downbed, as dark as any dungeon; Where thou shalt keep him waking, with thy drum; Thy drum, my DOL; thy drum; till he be tame As the poor blackbirds were i' the great frost, Or bees are with a basin: and so hive him I' the swanskin coverlid, and cambric sheets, Till he work honey, and wax, my little Gods-gift. What is he, General? An Adalantado, A grand, girl. Was not my DAPPER here, yet? No. Nor my DRUGGER? Neither. A pox on 'em. They are so long a furnishing! Such stinkards Would not be seen, upon these festival days. And gallants, yet. Here's a young gentleman, Is borne to nothing, forty marks a year, Which I count nothing. he's to be initiated, And have a fly o'the Doctor. He will win you By unresistible luck, within this fortnight, Enough to buy a barony. They will set him Upmost, at the Groom-porters, all the Christmas! And, for the whole year through, at every place, Where there is play, present him with the chair; The best attendance, the best drink, sometimes Two glasses of canary, and pay nothing; The purest linen, and the sharpest knife, The partridge next his trencher: and, somewhere, The dainty bed, in private, with the dainty. You shall ha' your ordinaries bid for him, As playhouses for a poet; and the master Pray him, aloud, to name what dish he affects, Which must be buttered shrimps: and those that drink To no mouth else, will drink to his, as being The goodly, precedent mouth of all the board. Do you not gull one? 'Od's my life! Do you think it? You shall have a cast commander, (can but get In credit with a glover, or a spurrier, For some two pair, of either's ware, aforehand) Will, by most swift posts, dealing with him, Arrive at competent means, to keep himself, His punk, and naked boy, in excellent fashion. And be admired for't. Will the Doctor teach this?
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I'll send her to thee: And but dispatch my brace of little IOHN LEYDENS, And come againe my selfe. Are they within then? Numbring the summe. How much? A hundred marks, Boy. Why, this's a lucky day! Ten pounds of MAMMON! Three o' my clarke! A portague o' my grocer! This o' the Brethren! beside reuersions, And states, to come i' the widdow, and my Count! My share, to day, will not be bought for fortie— What? Pounds, daintie DOROTHEE, art thou so neere? Yes, say lord Generall, how fares our campe? As, with the few, that had entrench'd themselues Safe, by their discipline, against a world, DOL: And laugh'd, within those trenches, and grew fat With thinking on the booties, DOL, brought in Daily, by their small parties. This deare houre, A doughtie Don is taken, with my DOL; And thou maist make his ransome, what thou wilt, My Dousabell: He shall be brought here, fetter'd With thy faire lookes, before he see's thee; and throwne In a downe-bed, as darke as any dungeon; Where thou shalt keepe him waking, with thy drum; Thy drum, my DOL; thy drum; till he be tame As the poore black-birds were i' the great frost, Or bees are with a bason: and so hiue him I' the swan-skin couerlid, and cambrick sheets, Till he worke honey, and waxe, my little Gods-guift. What is he, Generall? An Adalantado, A Grande, girle. Was not my DAPPER here, yet? No. Nor my DRVGGER? Neither. A poxe on 'hem. They are so long a furnishing! Such stinkards Would not be seene, vpon these festiuall dayes. And gallants, yet. Here's a yong gentleman, Is borne to nothing, fortie markes a yeere, Which I count nothing. H'is to be initiated, And haue a flye o'the Doctor. He will winne you By vnresistable lucke, within this fortnight, Inough to buy a baronie. They will set him Vpmost, at the Groome-porters, all the Christmasse! And, for the whole yeere through, at euerie place, Where there is play, present him with the chaire; The best attendance, the best drinke, sometimes Two glasses of canarie, and pay nothing; The purest linnen, and the sharpest knife, The partrich next his trencher: and, somewhere, The daintie bed, in priuate, with the daintie. You shall ha' your ordinaries bid for him, As play-houses for a poet; and the master Pray him, aloud, to name what dish he affects, Which must be butterd shrimps: and those that drinke To no mouth else, will drinke to his, as being The goodly, president mouth of all the boord. Doe you not gull one? 'Od's my life! Do you thinke it? You shall haue a cast commander, (can but get In credit with a glouer, or a spurrier, For some two paire, of eithers ware, afore-hand) Will, by most swift posts, dealing with him, Arriue at competent meanes, to keepe himselfe, His punke, and naked boy, in excellent fashion. And be admir'd for't. Will the Doctor teach this?