Tomkis, Thomas · published 1615 · first performed or written 1615 [Mar 9] (Annals) comedy · before the Court T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.62 · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Good, good! a rich beginning: good! what's next? Spread all the floor with finest Holland sheets, And over them fair damask tablecloths, Above all these draw me chaste virgin's aprons: The room, the work, and workman must be pure. With virgin's aprons? th'whole compass of this City Can not afford a dozen. So, there's shirts And bands to furnish all on's for a twelvemonth. An Altar in the midst, loaded with plate Of silver, Basins, ewers, Cups, Candlesticks, flagons and Beakers, Salts, Chargers, Casting-bottles. 'Twere not amiss to mix some Bowls of gold, So they be massy; the better to resemble The lovely brotherhood of Sol and Luna. Also some Diamonds for Iupiter. For by the whiteness and bright sparkling lustres We allure th'Intelligences to descend. Furbo and I are those Intelligences That must attend upon the Magistery. Now for the ceremonious sacrifice, Provide such creatures as the Moon delights in, Two sucking lambs, white as the Alpine snow: Yet if they have a mole or two, 'twill pass. The Moon herself wants not her spots. 'Tis true. Were they hell-black, we'd make a shift to eat them. White Capons, Pheasants, Pigeons: one little Blackbird Would stain and spoil the work. Get several Wines To quench the holy embers: Rhenish, Greek wine, White muskadel, sherry, and rich Canary, So't be not grown too yellow: for the quicker, Brisker, and older, the better for these ceremonies. The more abundance, sooner shall we finish. For 'tis our rule in such like businesses, Who spares most, spends most: either this day must do't, Or th'revolution of five hundred years Cannot: so fit are all the heavens to help us. A thousand thanks, thou'lt make a complete cheat. Thus loaded with this treasure, cheered with wine, Strengthened with meat: we'll carry thee in triumph, As the great General of our achievement. Sir, for rich plate and jewels I have store, But know not how to furnish you with hangings. Cannot you borrow from the shops? four hours Shall render all as fair as you received it. That can I easily do. And hear you sir: If you chance meet with boxes of white Comfits, Marchpane, dry sucket, Macaroons and diet-bread, 'Twill help on well. To furnish out our banquet. I had clean forgot, we must have Amber Greece, The greyest can be found, some dozen ounces, I'll use but half a dram: but 'tis our fashion T'offer a little from a greater lump. All shall be done with expedition. And when your man's transformed, the chain you promised. My hand: my deeds shall wait upon my promise. Lead then with happy foot to view the chamber. I go sir. Trincalo attend us here, And not a word on peril of thy life. Sir, if they kill me I'll not stir a foot, And if my tongue's pulled out, not speak a word.
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Length
478 words · 687 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.618 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Good, good! a rich beginning: good! what's next? Spread all the floore with finest Holland sheets, And ouer them faire damaske Table-cloathes, Aboue all these draw me chast virgins aprons: The roome, the worke, and workman must be pure. With virgins aprons? th'whole compasse of this Citie Can not affoord a dozen. So, there's shirts And bands to furnish all on's for a twelue-month. An Altar in the midst, loaded with plate Of siluer, Basens, Yewres, Cups, Candlestickes, Flaggons and Beakers, Salts, Chargers, Casting-bottles. 'Twere not amisse to mixe some Bowles of gold, So they be massie; the better to resemble The louely brother-hood of Sol and Luna. Also some Diamonds for Iupiter. For by the whitenesse and bright sparkling lustres We allure th'Intelligences to descend. Furbo and I are those Intelligences That must attend vpon the Magistery. Now for the ceremonious sacrifice, Prouide such creatures as the Moone delights in, Two sucking lambes, white as the Alpine snow: Yet if they haue a mole or two, 'twill passe. The Moone her sefe wants not her spots. 'Tis true. Were they hell-black, wee'd make a shift to eate them. White Capons, Pheasants, Pigions: one little Blacke-bird Would staine and spoyle the worke. Get seuerall Wines To quench the holy embers: Rhenish, Greeke wine, White Muskadell, Sheery, and rich Canarie, So't be not growne too yellow: for the quicker, Brisker, and older, the better for these ceremonies. The more abundance, sooner shall wee finish. For 'tis our rule in such like businesses, Who spares most, spends most: either this day must doo't, Or th'reuolution of fiue hundred yeares Cannot: so fit are all the heauens to helpe vs. A thousand thankes, thou'lt make a compleate cheate. Thus loaded with this treasure, cheer'd with wine, Strengthned with meate: wee'l carry thee in triumph, As the great Generall of our atchieuement. Sir, for rich plate and iewels I haue store, But know not how to furnish you with hangings. Cannot you borrow from the shops? foure houres Shall render all as faire as you receiu'd it. That can I easily doe. And heare you sir: If you chance meet with boxes of white Comfites, Marchpane, dry sucket, Macarouns and diet-bread, 'Twill helpe on well. To furnish out our banquet. I had cleane forgot, we must haue Amber Greece, The grayest can be found, some dozen ounces, I'le vse but halfe a dram: but 'tis our fashion T'offer a little from a greater lumpe. All shall be done with expedition. And when your man's transform'd, the chaine you promis'd. My hand: my deedes shall wait vpon my promise. Lead then with happy foote to view the chamber. I goe sir. Trincalo attend vs here, And not a word on perill of thy life. Sir, if they kill me Il'e not stirre a foot, And if my tongue's puld out, not speake a word.