Heywood, Thomas · published 1615 · first performed or written 1594 (Annals) romance · Worcester's Men · Red Bull unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
I know not the reason. I had much ado to get leave of my Master to be spared from my attendance in the Shop, and serving of Customers. i'faith as soon as I heard but the messenger say, my father must speak with me: I left my tankard to guard the Conduit; and away came I. I beshrew him, I should have been at breakfast with two or three good boys this morning: but that match is disappointed by this meeting. See where my brothers are already come. Godfrey, Guy, Charles, young Eustace all at once, Divide a father's blessing in four parts, And share my prayers amongst you equally. First Godfrey, tell me how thou lik'st thy Trade? And knowing in thy thoughts what thou hast been, How canst thou brook to be as thou art now? Bound must obey: Since I have undertook To serve my Master truly for seven years, My duty shall both answer that desire, And my old masters profit every way. I praise that City which made Princes Tradesmen: Where that man, noble or ignoble borne, That would not practise some mechanic skill. Which might support his state in penury, Should die the death; not suffered like a drone, To suck the honey from the public Hive. I hold it no disparaged to my birth, Though I be borne an Earl, to have the skill And the full knowledge of the mercer's Trade. And were I now to be created a new, It should not grieve me to have spent my time The secrets of so rich a Trade to know, By which advantage and much profits grow. Well hast thou done to overcome thy fate, Making thy mind conformed to thy state. How likes my Guy, the goldsmith's faculty. As a good refuge in extremity. Say I be borne a Prince, and be cast down By some sinister chance, or fortune's frown: Say I be banished: when I have a Trade, And in myself a means to purchase wealth, Though my state waste, and towering honours fall, That still stays with me in the extremest of all. What says my third son Charles? If I should say I would not brook those bonds, Which God, and fate, and you, have tied me in; You would be preaching disobedience. Or should I say the City-trades are base For such a great man's sons to take on them: Your fatherly regard would straight advise me To chastise my rebellious thoughts; and say, Son, you by this may live another day. Therefore, as my two brothers, I reply; You ask me if I like it; I say I. What says my youngest boy? Father, I say, Hawking is a pretty sport, And Hunting is a Princely exercise; To ride a great horse, oh 'tis admirable! Eustace I know it is: but to my question. How canst thou brook to be a Prentice, boy?
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I know not the reason. I had much ado to get leaue of my Maister to be spared from my attendance in the Shop, and seruing of Customers. 'Faith as soone as I heard but the messenger say, my father must speake with mee: I left my Tanakrd to guard the Conduit; and away came I. I beshrew him, I should haue bene at breake-fast with two or three good boyes this morning: but that match is disappointed by this meeting. See where my brothers are already come. Godfrey, Guy, Charles, yong Eustace all at once, Diuide a fathers blessing in foure parts, And share my prayers amongst you equally. First Godfrey, tell mee how thou lik'st thy Trade? And knowing in thy thoughts what thou hast ben, How canst thou brooke to be as thou art now? Bound must obey: Since I haue vndertooke To serue my Maister truely for seuen yeares, My duty shall both answere that desire, And my old Maisters profite euery way. I praise that Citty which made Princes Trades-men: Where that man, noble or ignoble borne, That would not practise some mechanicke skill. Which might support his state in penury, Should die the death; not sufferd like a drone, To sucke the hony from the publicke Hiue. I hold it no disparage to my birth, Though I be borne an Earle, to haue the skill And the full knowledge of the Mercers Trade. And were I now to be create a new, It should not grieue me to haue spent my time The secrets of so rich a Trade to know, By which aduantage and much profites grow. Well hast thou done to ouercome thy fate, Making thy minde conformed to thy state. How likes my Guy, the Gold-smithes faculty. As a good refuge in extremity. Say I be borne a Prince, and be cast downe By some sinister chance, or fortunes frowne: Say I be banisht: when I haue a Trade, And in my selfe a meanes to purchase wealth, Though my state waste, and towring honours fall, Tht still stayes with mee in the extream'st of all. What saies my third sonne Charles? If I should say I would not brooke those bonds, Which God, and fate, and you, haue tied me in; You would be preaching disobedience. Or should I say the Citty-trades are base For such a great mans sonnes to take on them: Your fatherly regard would straight aduise mee To chastise my rebellious thoughts; and say, Sonne, you by this may liue another day. Therefore, as my two brothers, I reply; You aske mee if I like it; I say I. What saies my yongest boy? Father, I say, Hawking is a pretty sport, And Hunting is a Princely exercise; To ride a great horse, oh 'tis admirable! Eustace I know it is: but to my question. How canst thou brooke to be a Prentise, boy?