Greene's Tu Quoque, or The City Gallant · chunk 3 of 47
Cooke, John · published 1614 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals) comedy · Queen Anne's Men unassigned nearest T13 Knights, squires and ladies · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
O Francke! I have the worship now in the right kind, the sword of Knighthood sticks still upon my shoulders, and I feel the blow in my purse, it has cut two leather bags asunder; but all's one, honour must be purchased: I will give over my City coat, and betake myself to the Court jacket; as for trade, I will deal in't no longer, I will seat thee in my shop, and it shall be thy care to ask men what they lack, my stock shall be summed up, and I will call thee to an account for it. My service sir, never deserved so much, Nor could I ever hope so large a bounty Could spring out of your love. That's all one, I do love to do things beyond men's hopes, Tomorrow I remove into the Strand, There for this quarter dwell, the next at Fulham: He that hath choice, may shift, the whilst shalt thou Be master of this house, and rent it free. I thank you sir. Today I'll go dine with my Lord Maior: tomorrow with the Sheriffs, and next day with the Aldermen, I will spread the Ensign of my knighthood over the face of the City, which shall strike as great a terror to my enemies, as ever Tamberlaine to the Turks. Come Frank, come in with me, and see the meat, Upon the which my knighthood first shall eat. There is a devil has haunted me these three years, in likeness of an Usurer, a fellow that in all his life never ate three groat loaves out of his own purse, nor never warmed him but at other men's fires, never saw a joint of mutton in his own house these four and twenty years, but always cozened the poor prisoners, for he always bought his victuals out of the almsbasket, and yet this rogue now feeds upon capons which my tenants sent him out of the Country; he is Landlord forsooth over all my possessions: well, I am spent, and this rogue has consumed me; I dare not walk abroad to see my friends, for fear the sergeants should take acquaintance of me: my refuge is Ireland, or Virginia; necessity cries out, and I will presently to Westchester. How now! Bubble hast thou packed up all thy things? our parting time is come: nay pray thee do not weep. Affection sir will burst out. Thou hast been a faithful servant to me, go to thy uncle, he'll give thee entertainment, tell him upon the stony rock of his merciless heart my fortunes suffer shipwreck. I will tell him he is an usuring rascal, and one that would do the Commonwealth good, if he were hanged. Which thou hast cause to wish for, thou art his heir, my affectionate Bubble. But Master, wherefore should we be parted? Because my fortunes are desperate, thine are hopeful.
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O Francke ▪ I haue the worship now in the right kinde, the sword of Knighthood sticks stil vpon my shoulders, and I feele the blow in my purse, it has cut two leather bagges asunder; but all's one, honour must be purchac'd: I will giue ouer my Citty coate, and betake my selfe to the Court iacket; as for trade, I will deale in't no longer, I will seate thee in my shop, and it shall be thy care to aske men what they lacke, my stocke shall be summed vp, and I will call thee to an account for it. My seruice sir, neuer deseru'd so much, Nor could I euer hope so large a bounty Could spring out of your loue. That's all one, I do loue to do things beyond mens hopes, To morrow I remooue into the Strand, There for this quarter dwell, the next at Fulham: He that hath choice, may shift, the whilst shalt thou Be maister of this house, and rent it free. I thanke you sir. To day Ile go dine with my Lord Maior: to morrow with the Sherifes, and next day with the Aldermen, I will spread the Ensigne of my knighthood ouer the face of the Citty, which shall strike as great a terrour to my enemies, as euer Tamberlaine to the Turkes. Come Franke, come in with me, and see the meate, Vpon the which my knighthood first shall eate. There is a diuell has haunted me these three yeares, in likenesse of an Vsurer, a fellow that in all his life neuer at three groat loaues out of his owne purse, nor neuer warmed him but at other mens fires, neuer saw a ioynt of mutton in his owne house these foure and twenty yeares, but alwayes cosoned the poore prisoners, for he alwayes bought his victualls out of the almes-basket, and yet this rogue now feedes vpon capons which my tenants sent him out of the Countrey; he is Landlord forsooth ouer all my possessions: well, I am spent, and this rogue has consumed me; I dare not walke abroade to see my friends, for feare the Serieants should take acquaintance of me: my refuge is Ireland, or Virginia; necessitie cries out, and I will presently to Westchester. How now! Bubble hast thou pack'd vp all thy things? our parting time is come: nay pre thee doe not weepe. Affection sir will burst out. Thou hast beene a faithfull seruant to me, go to thy vncle, hee'l giue thee entertainement, tell him vpon the stonie rocke of his mercilesse hart my fortunes suffer shipwracke. I will tell him he is an vsuring rascall, and one that would do the Common-wealth good, if he were hanged. Which thou hast cause to wish for, thou arte his heire, my affectionate Bubble. But Master, wherefore should we be parted? Because my fortunes are desperate, thine are hopefull.