S., S. · published 1616 · first performed or written 1615 [c.1614-1615] (Annals) comedy · Queen Anne's Men T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.73 · 475 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Fair play is for Fencers. Yet thou seemst a good fellow. Thou shalt have it. Stand aside, partner. sayst thou me so, boy? than there's money, win't and wear't. Now could I get in and rob 'em both— Hercules! He lays about him like Orlando Furioso, or a coward turned desperate. Brave boy i'faith. we might ha'robbed two and twenty Taffeta-cloaked roarers, before this freese-jacket. Oh, your surly Boar is like a bloodied Mastiff: when your spruce pantaloon bawls like a whelp in a Tavern: yet at the sight of cold iron runs, as if he had seen a Sergeant. Hold, hold: Keep your cash. The money's good money Sir, if it be not too heavy for you Nay, for the weight I could make shift, but for the scurvy conditions go with it. have you any gall to't Sir? Not not so much as pigeon. Put up thy cash my brave quintessence of Hobbinolls. Give me thy hand. How many thousand cudgels hast thou broken i' thy days about a Maypole? I warrant, as many as would make all Bedford chimneys smoke a whole winter. jest on. Ha' you any more to say to me. Nothing my brave Clem o' th' Clough, but I would thou wouldst deal with us. Say, shall we put all our stocks together, and set out a ship of our own? Ha? first tell me truly what you are. Agreed. Let's sit down to counsel. I am the Abbot of Newnham. How? much? I'll not bate you an Ace on't, till the old Abbot returns from Pilgrimage. My chamber shall be our Rendezvous. The devil himself in the shape of a blurting Constable will not look for us there. I am a soldier, and in this vacation time am forced to do like Lawyers; when suits do not make them, they make suits: because the wars will not maintain me, I maintain the wars. I set up my Bills in Bedford here, for a Physician, and dealt with Gripe for the Gout. I have a project to swell our purses till they burst. Will you second me? As inseparably, as a condition does an obligation. I have often heard the gripulous Dotard talk of Fairies: and how rich the house proves that they haunt. I have ripened the blister of his imagination to the full. Shall we lance it? I have keys that shall secure our conveyance. Is't a match? The safest stratagem we could devise, By craft, more than by strength, all thieves do rise. Of many politic knaves you cannot spy one. The Fox will have his prey before the Lion. Two or three nights we'll scatter some small pieces of silver, till opportunity plump our project. I take it rightly. Oh 'tis quick and sharp. So with a Gudgeon lost, we'll catch a carp. A booty.
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Length
475 words · 646 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.730 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Faire play is for Fencers. Yet thou ſeemſt a good fellow. Thou ſhalt haue it. Stand aſide, partner. Saiſt thou me ſo, boy? then there's mony, win't and wear't. Now could I get in and rob 'hem both—Hercules! Hee laies about him like Orlando Furioſo, or a coward turnd deſperate. Braue boy yfaith. Wee might ha'robd two and twenty Taffata-clok'd rorers, before this freeſe-iacket. Oh, your ſurly Bore is like a bloudy'd Maſtiffe: when your ſpruce Pantaloun bawles like a whelpe in a Tauerne: yet at the ſight of cold yron runs, as if he had ſeene a Serieant. Hold, hold: Keepe your caſh. The mony's good mony Sir, if it be not too heauy for you Nay, for the weight I could make ſhift, but for the ſcuruy conditions goe with it. Hau you any gall to't Sir? Not not ſo much as pigeon. Put vp thy caſh my braue quinteſſence of Hobbniols. Giue me thy hand. How many thouſand cudgels haſt thou broken i' thy daies about a May-pole? I warrant, as many as would make all Bedford chimnies ſmoke a whole winter. Ieſt on. Ha' you any more to ſay to me. Nothing my braue Clem o' th Clough, but I would thou wouldſt deale with vs. Say, ſhall wee put all our ſtockes together, and ſet out a ſhip of our owne? Ha? firſt tell me truly what you are. Agreed. Let's ſit downe to counſell. I am the Abbot of Newnham. How? much? Ile not bate you an Ace on't, till the old Abbot returnes from Pilgrimage. My chamber ſhall be our Rendeuous. The diuell himſelfe in the ſhape of a blurting Conſtable wil not looke for vs there. I am a ſouldiour, and in this vacation time am forc'd to do like Lawyers; when ſuites do not make them, they make ſuites: becauſe the warres will not maintaine me, I maintaine the warres. I ſet vp my Bils in Bedford here, for a Phyſician, and dealt with Gripe for the Gowt. I haue a proiect to ſwell our purſes till they burſt. Will you ſecond me? As inſeparably, as a condition does an obligation. I haue often heard the gripulous Dotard talke of Fairies: and how rich the houſe proues that they haunt. I haue ripened the bliſter of his imagination to the full. Shall we launce it? I haue keys that ſhall ſecure our conueyance. Is't a match? The ſafeſt ſtratagem we could deuiſe, By craft, more then by ſtrength, all theeues do riſe. Of many politicke knaues you cannot ſpie one. The Foxe will haue his prey before the Lion. Two or three nights we'le ſcatter ſome ſmall peeces of ſiluer, till opportunitie plumpe our proiect. I take it rightly. Oh tis quicke and ſharpe. So with a Gudgeon loſt, we'll catch a Carpe. A bootie.