Tomkis, Thomas · published 1615 · first performed or written 1615 [Mar 9] (Annals) comedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 491 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 no less, were all the City thieves As cunning as thyself. Why bravely spoken, Fitting such generous spirits: I'll make way To your great virtue with a deep resemblance. Of high Astrology. Harpax and Ronca List to our profit: I have new lodged a prey Hard by, that taken is so fat and rich 'Twill make us leave off trading, and fall to purchase. Who is't? speak quickly. Where good Albumazar? 'Tis a rich gentleman, as old as foolish. Th'poor remnant of whose brain that age had left him The doting love of a young girl hath dried: And which concerns us most, he gives firm credit To Necromancy and Astrology, Sending to me, as one that promise both. Pandolfo is the man. What old Pandolfo? The same: but stay, yond's Furbo whose smoothest brow Shines with good news, and's visage promises Triumphs and Trophies to's. My life h'as learned out all, I know't by's music; Bear up thy learned brow ALBUMAZAR, Live long of all the world admired, For Art profound, and skill retired To cheating by the height of stars. Hence, Gypsies, hence, hence rogues of baser strain, That hazard life for little gain: Stand off and wonder, gape and gaze afar At the rare skill of great ALBUMAZAR. Albumazar, Spread out thy nets at large, here's foul abundance: Pandolfo's ours, I understand his business Which I filched closely from him, while he revealed T'his man, his purposes and projects. Excellent! Thanks to this instrument: for in pretence Of teaching young Sulpitia, th'old man's daughter, I got access to th'house, and while I waited Till she was ready, overheard Pandolfo Open his secrets to his servant: thus 'tis. Antonio, Pandolfo's friend, and neighbour, Before he went to Barbary, agreed To give in marriage. Furbo, this no place Fit to consider curious points of business. Come let's away, I'll hear't at large above. Ronca stay you below, and entertain him With a loud noise of my deep skill in Art. Thou know'st my Rosy modesty cannot do it. Harpax up you, and from my bedchamber, Where all things for our purposes are ready, Second each beck, and nod, and word of ours. You know my meaning. Yes, yes. Yes sir. THere's old Pandolfo, amorous as youthful May, And grey as Ianuary. I'll attend him here. Cricca, I seek thy aid, not thy cross counsel, I am mad in love with Flavia, and must have her: Thou spend'st thy reasons to the contrary, Like arrows 'gainst an anvil: I love Flavia, And must have Flavia. Sir you have no reason, she's a young girl of sixteen, you of sixty. I have no reason, nor spare room for any, love's harbinger hath chalked upon my heart, And with a coal writ on my brain, for Flavia; This house is wholly taken up for Flavia. Let reason get a lodging with her wit: Vex me no more, I must have Flavia.
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And I no lesse, were all the Citie theeues As cunning as thy selfe. Why brauely spoken, Fitting such generous spirits: Ile make way To your great vertue with a deepe resemblance. Of high Astrologie. Harpax and Ronca List to our profit: I haue new lodg'd a pray Hard by, that taken is so fat and rich 'Twill make vs leaue off trading, and fall to purchase. Who is't? speak quickly. Where good Albumazar? 'Tis a rich gentleman, as old as foolish. Th'poore remnant of whose brain that age had left him The doating loue of a yong girle hath dried: And which concerne's vs most, he giues firme credit To Necromancy and Astrologie, Sending to me, as one that promise both. Pandolfo is the man. What old Pandolfo? The same: but stay, yon's Furbo whose smoothest brow Shines with good newes, and's visage promises Triumphs and Trophies to's. My life h'as learnt out all, I know't by's musicke; Beare vp thy learned brow ALBVMAZAR, Liue long of all the world admir'd, For Art profound, and skill retir'd To cheating by the height of starres. Hence, Gypsies, hence, hence rogues of baser straine, That hazard life for little gaine: Stand off and wonder, gape and gaze a farre At the rare skill of great ALBVMAZAR. Albumazar, Spread out thy nets at large, here's fowle abundance: Pandolfo's ours, I vnderstand his businesse Which I filch't closely from him, while he reveal'd T'his man, his purposes and proiects. Excellent! Thankes to this instrument: for in pretence Of teaching yong Sulpitia, th'old mans daughter, I got accesse to th'house, and while I waited Till she was ready, ouer-heard Pandolfo Open his secrets to his seruant: thus 'tis. Antonio, Pandolfo's friend, and neighbour, Before he went to Barbary, agreed To giue in marriage. Furbo, this no place Fit to consider curious points of businesse. Come let's away, I'le hear't at large aboue. Ronca stay you below, and entertaine him With a lowd noise of my deepe skill in Art. Thou know'st my Rosy modesty cannot do it. Harpax vp you, and from my bed-chamber, Where all things for our purposes are ready, Second each beck, and nod, and word of ours. You know my meaning. Yes, yes. Yes sir. THere's old Pandolfo, amorous as youthfull May, And gray as Ianuary. I'le attend him here. Cricca, I seeke thy aide, not thy crosse counsell, I am mad in loue with Flauia, and must haue her: Thou spend'st thy reasons to the contrary, Like arrowes 'gainst an Anuile: I loue Flauia, And must haue Flauia. Sir you haue no reason, Shee's a yong girle of sixteene, you of sixty. I haue no reason, nor spare roome for any, Loue's herbinger hath chalk't vpon my heart, And with a coale writ on my braine, for Flauia; This house is wholy taken vp for Flauia. Let reason get a lodging with her wit: Vex me no more, I must haue Flauia.