S., S. · published 1616 · first performed or written 1615 [c.1614-1615] (Annals) comedy · Queen Anne's Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 479 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Now Kitlin, what would you have? Sir, remember we are the miserable children of lost Vaster; whom once you served. What's that to me? I hope, Sir, you can spare somewhat to us distressed. This is plain begging. Minion, fall to work, And earn supply to wants with diligent labour. For Vaster's sake I will not urge the Statute. The Statute, Iudas? w' are no Beggars, though We tried thy courtesy. Cursed be thy fate, Thou from our father got'st thy whole estate. Yet grudgest us some fragments. Hence, out Dog: If thou stayest miscreant— Boy, I'll smoke you for't. Do thy worst, devil. An insatiate worm strike deep into thy conscience, sile thy heart strings with rubbing frets: And turn thy derogated name, On foggy blastings of eternal shame. Ingratitude is gone; and in his room, Extortion and a fiend is hither come. I'm going to see my mortgage— Good Sir, show mercy on two wretched Orphans. Out beggars, mercy? what dost talk to me of mercy? I'm going to let my grounds. I have no leisure for mercy. Go thou accursed Cain: in misery, When thou beg'st mercy, be't as far from thee. Sir, y' have undone our Parents; pity us. I cannot stay to hear you, I have business. Heaven be as deaf to thee, when thy soul breath Shall beg some respite at thy violent death. This fellow sure will succour us. Iune, Iuly, August, September— the first day— Sir, raise our prostrate fortunes with some help: Some little help, you know us. Yes, yes, I remember I have seen you. Let's see— The fourteenth day— bad. I must do no deed of charity today; I have precedent for it. 't is lost. Now I remember, when I went to school, I read of one Vespasian a good Emperor, That told his Courtiers if a day out-slip him, Wherein he did nor good, that day was lost. The next he would redeem't with double cost. Ill coloured sin, how shameful dost thou look, In them that plead thy warrant from their book! Fourteenth day. A good turn forgotten. Oh here's learning from the stars. Though I do little good ere I am rotten, Like citizens, I would not ha''t forgotten. Yet let me study on't: though a man may not give, he May buy, I hope without danger. Fair sister, What shall I give you for your maidenhead? Thus much: a broken head. Oh— Oh— Forgive me, good calendar— I perceive now, thy counsel's true. It's an evil day indeed: I should neither have bought nor sold on't. Hence, sky-consulting Gypsie: men commit Sins dark as night, and blame the stars for it. Another passenger— Oh this is Sager. His wife was once a servant to our mother. Alas, when these built from our ruinous woe Relieve us not, what should this poor man do.
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Now Kitlin, what would you haue? Sir, remember we are the miſerable children of loſt Ʋaster; whom once you ſeru'd. What's that to me? I hope, Sir, you can ſpare ſomewat to vs diſtreſſed. This is plaine begging. Minion, fall to worke, And earne ſupply to wants with diligent labour. For Vaſters ſake I will not vrge the Statute. The Statute, Iudas? w' are no Beggers, though We try'd thy courteſie. Curſed be thy fate, Thou from our father gott'ſt thy whole eſtate. Yet grudgeſt vs ſome fragments. Hence, out Dogge: If thou ſtay'ſt miſcreant— Boy, Ile ſmoke you for't. Do thy worſt, diuell. An inſatiate worme ſtrike deepe into thy conſcience, ſile thy heart ſtrings with rubbing flets: And turne thy derogated name, On foggy blaſtings of eternall ſhame. Ingratitude is gone; and in his roome, Extortion and a fiend is hith or come. I'm going to ſee my morgage— Good Sir, ſhew mercy on two wretched Orphans. Out beggers, mercie? what doſt talke to me of mercy? I'm going to let my grounds. I haue no leaſure for mercy. Goe thou accurſed Cain: in miſerie, When thou begg'ſt mercy, be't as farre from thee. Sir, y' have vndone our Parents; pittie vs. I cannot ſtay to heare you, I haue buſineſſe. Heauen be as deafe to thee, when thy ſoule breath Shall begge ſome reſpite at thy violent death. This fellow ſure will ſuccour vs. Iune, Iuly, August, September—the firſt day— Sir, raiſe our proſtrate fortunes with ſome helpe: Some little helpe, you know vs. Yes, yes, I remember I haue ſeene you. Let's ſee—The fourteenth day—bad. I muſt do no deed of charitie to day; I haue preſident for it. 't is loſt. Now I remember, when I went to ſchoole, I read of one Veſpaſian a good Emperour, That told his Courtiers if a day out-ſlipt him, Wherein he did nor good, that day was loſt. The next he would redeem't with double coſt. Ill colour'd ſinne, how ſhamefull doſt thou looke, In them that plead thy warrant from their booke! Fourteenth day. A good turne forgotten. Oh heres learning from the ſtarres. Though I do little good ere I am rotten, Like citizens, I would not ha't forgotten. Yet let me ſtudy on't: though a man may not giue, he May buy, I hope without danger. Faire ſiſter, What ſhall I giue you for your maiden-head? Thus much: a broken head. Oh—Oh—Forgiue me, good Calender—I perceiue now, thy counſel's true. It's an euil day indeed: I ſhould neither haue bought nor ſold on't. Hence, skie-conſulting Gypſie: men commit Sinnes darke as night, and blame the ſtarres for it. Another paſſenger—Oh this is Sager. His wife was once a ſeruant to our mother. Alas, when theſe built from our ruinous woe Releeue vs not, what ſhould this poore man doe.