The Devil's Law Case (When Women Go to Law the Devil Is Full of Business) · chunk 1 of 45
Webster, John · published 1623 · first performed or written 1619 [1617-1621] (Annals) tragicomedy · Queen Anne's Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 555 words
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YOu have shown a world of wealth; I did not think there had been a Merchant Lived in Italy of half your substance. I'll give the King of Spain Ten thousand Ducats yearly, and discharge My yearly Custom. The Hollanders scarce trade More generally than I: my factor's wives Wear chaperones of Velvet, and my Scriveners Merely through my employment, grow so rich, They build their Palaces and belvideres With musical Waterworks: Never in my life Had I a loss at Sea. They call me on th'Exchange, The fortunate young man and make great suit To venture with me: Shall I tell you Sir, Of a strange confidence in my way of Trading, I reckon it as certain as the gain In erecting a Lottery. I pray Sir, what do you think Of signior Baptisto's estate? A mere Beggar: he's worth some fifty thousand Ducats. Is not that well? How well? for a man to be melted to snow water, With toiling in the world from three and twenty, Till threescore for poor fifty thousand Ducats. To your estate 'tis little I confess: You have the Springtide of Gold. Faith, and for Silver, Should I not send it packing to th'East Indies, We should have a glut on't. Here's the great Lord Contarino. Oh, I know his business, he's a suitor to your sister. Yes Sir, but to you, As my most trusted friend, I utter it, I will break the alliance. You are ill advised then; There lives not a completer Gentleman In Italy, nor of a more ancient house. What tell you me of Gentry, 'tis nought else But a superstitious relic of time passed: And sift it to the true worth, it is nothing But ancient riches: and in him you know They are pitifully in the wane; he makes his colour Of visiting us so often, to sell land, And thinks if he can gain my sister's love, To recover the treble value. Sure he loves her entirely, and she deserves it. Faith, though she were Crooked shouldered, having such a portion, She would have noble Suitors; but truth is, I would wish my noble Venturer take heed, It may be whiles he hopes to catch a Gilt head, He may draw up a Gudgeon. he's come: Sir, I will leave you. I sent you the Evidence of the piece of land I motioned to you for the Sale. Yes. Has your Counsel perused it? Not yet my Lord: Do you intend to travel? No. Oh then you lose That which makes man most absolute. Yet I have heard of diverse, that in passing of the Alps, have but exchanged their virtues at dear rate for other vices. Oh my Lord, lie not idle; The chiefest action for a man of great spirit, Is never to be out of action: we should think The soul was never put into the body, Which has so many rare and curious pieces Of Mathematical motion, to stand still. Virtue is ever sowing of her seeds: In the Trenches for the Soldier; in the wakeful study For the Scholar; in the sorrows of the sea For men of our Profession, of all which Arise and spring up Honour. Come, I know You have some noble great Design in hand, That you levy so much money.
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YOu haue shewen a world of wealth; I did not thinke there had bene a Merchant Liu'd in Italy of halfe your substance. Ile giue the King of Spaine Ten thousand Duckets yearely, and discharge My yearely Custome. The Hollanders scarse trade More generally then I: my Factors wiues Weare Shaperoones of Veluet, and my Scriueners Meerely through my imployment, grow so rich, They build their Palaces and Belvidears With musicall Water-workes: Neuer in my life Had I a losse at Sea. They call me on th'Exchange, The fortunate Youngman and make great suite To venture with me: Shall I tell you Sir, Of a strange confidence in my way of Trading, I reckon it as certaine as the gaine In erecting a Lotterie. I pray Sir, what doe you thinke Of Signiour Baptisto's estate? A meere Begger▪ Hee's worth some fiftie thousand Duckets. Is not that well? How well? for a man to be melted to snow water, With toyling in the world from three and twentie, Till threescore for poore fiftie thousand Duckets. To your estate 'tis little I confesse: You haue the Spring-tide of Gold. Faith, and for Siluer, Should I not send it packing to th'East Indies, We should haue a glut on't. Here's the great Lord Contarino. Oh, I know his busines, he's a suitor to your sister. Yes Sir, but to you, As my most trusted friend, I vtter it, I will breake the alliance. You are ill aduised then; There liues not a compleater Gentleman In Italy, nor of a more ancient house. What tell you me of Gentrie, 'tis nought else But a superstitious relique of time past: And sift it to the true worth, it is nothing But ancient riches: and in him you know They are pittifully in the wane; he makes his colour Of visiting vs so often, to sell land, And thinkes if he can gaine my sisters loue, To recouer the treble value. Sure he loues her intirely, and she deserues it. Faith, though shee were Crookt shoulderd, hauing such a portion, Shee would haue noble Suitors; but truth is, I would wish my noble Venturer take heed, It may be whiles he hopes to catch a Gilt head, He may draw vp a Gudgeon. Hee's come: Sir, I will leaue you. I sent you the Euidence of the peece of land I motioned to you for the Sale. Yes. Has your Counsell perus'd it? Not yet my Lord: Doe you intend to trauell? No. Oh then you loose That which makes man most absolute. Yet I haue heard of diuers, that in passing of the Alpes, haue but exchang'd their vertues at deare rate for other vices. Oh my Lord, lye not idle; The chiefest action for a man of great spirit, Is neuer to be out of action: we should thinke The soule was neuer put into the body, Which has so many rare and curious pieces Of Mathematicall motion, to stand still. Vertue is euer sowing of her seedes: In the Trenches for the Souldier; in the wakefull study For the Scholler; in the sorrowes of the sea For men of our Profession, of all which Arise and spring vp Honor. Come, I know You haue some noble great Designe in hand, That you leuy so much money.