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 · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Once again off disguise. My lord, thus I prevent this feared disaster My second case pulled off, I am plain Vaster. My father? My dear husband. Most, most dear friend. My love to you doth beyond bounds extend. My Lord, first to this honourable Bench, I here present the Kings most gracious pardon For us three here: heaven no less pardon us. Now to my wife: see wench, I am new borne; Wrenched from the plague of a suspected horn. Black jaundice of the mind, thou feigned spirit, That haunts men's quiet thoughts with troubling shades. Pernicious jealousy, that like needless Physic Divertest health to voluntary sickness, I brush thee off like dust. See, I am now New married to my love and to my life. Never could man boast a more constant wife. Dear Benjamin, now Son, what I have left Of all my shipwrecked fortunes, shall be thine. Resume your former state, my father yields it. Thanks to your honesty, not his; yet thus, Some means of satisfaction I have found; I'll pay him back his lost three hundred pound: The fairy money, which was just the price Of my redeemed lands. Now master Bromley, That universal mercy to our guilt, May be afforded, and no blood be spilled: Surrender up your lease for the three lives To Sager's wife and children, and I'll quit you. I do most freely yield it. Sager lives, And hearty thanks for your forced kindness gives. Happy delusions! in such ways of ill, I wish men may be thus mistaken still. ravens, and Sprites, and Fairies, and Hares and diuels-Thus have I lost my wench, lost my money, lost my watch, lost my wits. I do here renounce the faith of all Almanacs, Physiogmoners, Palmists, Fortune-tellers. Erra Pater was an Ass, and so are Prognosticators, his children, from generation to generation. I have drunk powerful physic, and the Dropsy Of my (till now) near quenched avarice, Dries up like dew at the ascending Sun. Vaster, take back your lands; and for the money, Give it my son in portion with your daughter. Henceforth I'll study to requite the wrongs, Which I have done poor men by usury, And vomit up th'extortions, that do lie As undigested crudities on my conscience. My future life shall be in mercy spent. I'm Gripe no more; that name I do repent. All Chronicles be filled with this; and let it Be as a wonder to all ears imparted. England had once an Usurer converted. THe Session now dissolves: each justice rises: No hurt is done; this is the mild Assizes. We have scaped fair thus far: yet there remains A stronger judgement to pass on our pains. Too much to hope or doubt we must not dare. We humbly then stand at your censures bar. If the worst comes that may be, yet I look For this grace, to be saved by my book. But if with your applause our merit stands: Faith then be friends with us, and give's your hands.
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Once againe off diſguiſe. My lord, thus I preuent this fear'd diſaſter My ſecond caſe pull'd off, I am plaine Vaſter. My father? My deare husband. Moſt, moſt deare friend. My loue to you doth beyond bounds extend. My Lord, firſt to this honourable Bench, I'here preſent the Kings moſt gtacious pardon For vs three here: heauen no leſſe pardon vs. Now to my wife: ſee wench, I am new borne; Renc'd from the plague of a ſuſpected horne. Blacke Iaundeys of the minde, thou fained ſpirit, That haunts mens quiet thoughts with troubling ſhades. Pernicious Ielouſie, that like needleſſe Phyſicke Diuerteſt health to voluntary ſickneſſe, I bruſh thee off like duſt. See, I am now New marry'd to my loue and to my life. Neuer could man boaſt a more conſtant wife. Deare Beniamin, now Sonne, what I haue left Of all my ſhipwrack'd fortbnes, ſhall be thine. Reſume your former ſtate, my father yeelds it. Thankes to your honeſtie, not his; yet thus, Some meanes of ſatisfaction I haue found; Ile pay him backe his loſt three hundred pound: The fairie money, which was iuſt the price Of my redeemed lands. Now maſter Bromley, That vniuerſall mercie to our guilt, May be affoorded, and no blood be ſpilt: Surrender vp your leaſe for the three liues To Sagers wife and children, and Ile quit you. I do moſt freely yeeld it. Sager liues, And hartie thankes for your forc'd kindneſſe giues. Happy deluſions! in ſuch waies of ill, I wiſh men may be thus miſtaken ſtill. Rauens, and Sprites, and Fairies, and Hares and diuels-Thus haue I loſt my wench, loſt my money, loſt my watch, loſt my wits. I doe here renounce the faith of all Almanackes, Phyſiogmoners, Palmiſts, Fortune-tellers. Erra Pater was an Aſſe, and ſo are Prognoſticators, his children, from generation to generation. I haue drunke powerfull phyſicke, and the Dropſie Of my (till now) nere quenched auarice, Dries vp like dew at the aſcending Sunne. Vaſter, take back your lands; and for the money, Giue it my ſonne in portion with your daughter. Hencefoorth Ile ſtudy to requite the wrongs, Which I haue done poore men by vſurie, And vomit vp th'extortions, that doe lie As vndigeſted crudities on my conſcience. My future life ſhall bee in mercie ſpent. I'm Gripe no more; that name I doe repent. All Chronicles be fill'd with this; and let it Beas a wonder to all eares imparted. England had once an Vſurer conuerted. THe Seſſion now diſſolues: each Iuſtice riſes: No hurt is done; this is the milde Aſſiſes. We haue ſcap'd faire thus farre: yet there remaines A ſtronger iudgement to paſſe on our paines. Too much to hope or doubt we muſt not dare. We humbly then ſtand at your cenſures barre. If the worſt comes that may be, yet I looke For this grace, to be ſaued by my booke. But if with your applauſe our merit ſtands: Faith then be friends with vs, and giue's your hands.