Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Trial of Treasure · chunk 3 of 19

Wager, William · published 1567 · first performed or written 1567 (Annals)
moral
unassigned nearest T39 Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing · 496 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T39: conscience, lucre, usury, lucar, fraud, dissimulation, simony, london, lady, nemo.

Wounds and hearts who can abide this, Nay ye vile villain I will dress you therefore, your lazy bones I pretend so to bliss, That you shall have small lust to prate any more. Behold the Image of incipient fools, There are not a few even now of thy property, Until you be put into poverties schools: ye will not forsake this foolish insolency. Nay soft, with thee I have not made an end. The Just against lust must always contend, Therefore I purpose to wrestle with thee, Who shall have the victory, straightway we shall see. When thou wilt by his flesh: I shall hold the wag I know that lust useth not little to brag: Thou shalt find me as mighty as Sampson the strong yea the battle of lust endureth long. Wounds and flesh, I was almost down on my back, But yet I will wrestle till my bones crack. The end of thy presumption now doth appear, yet do what thou canst I will not lie here, No by his wounds you old doting knave, thinkest thou that lust will be made a slave, I shall meet you in Smithfield or else other where, By his flesh and blood, I will thee not forbear. Not of my power I do thee expel But by the might of his spirit that dwelleth in me, Inordinate lust with the just may not dwell, And therefore may not I accompany thee. Well goodman just, it is no matter, But in faith I pretend not with thee to flatter, Though from thy company depart I must, I shall live in as much wealthiness I trust. Where moste wealth is and most dilectation, There Lust is commonly of most estimation: For where as wealth wanteth idleness doth slay But where idleness is Lust parteth the slake. Thus have you seen the conflict of the just, Which all good men ought to use and frequent For horrible are the fruits of inordinate lust, Which in some case resemble Hybra the serpent, Whose head being cut of an other riseth incontinent. So one of lusts cogitations being cut away There riseth up an other, yea many we may say: It is requisite therefore that every degree Against this his lust, both strive and contend, And though at the first he seem sturdy to be, The Lord will convince him for you in the end. Your cause unto him therefore holy commend, Labouring to avoid all inordinate lust, And to practise in life, to live after the just. I can remember since Noes ship Was made and builded on Salisbury plain, The same year the weathercock of Paul's caught the pip So that Bow bell was like much woe to sustain, I can remember I am so old. Since Paradise gates were watched by night, And when that Wlcanus was made a cuckold Among the great Gods I appeared in sight. Nay for all your smiling I tell you true,
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PlayThe Trial of Treasure
AuthorWager, William
Publication year (edition)1567
First performance / composition (Annals)1567
First performance (BritDrama)1567 [1563-1567]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 86 · TCP A13962 · DEEP 75
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 119–177 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 3 of 19 in this edition
Length496 words · 614 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T39 — Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing at 0.754
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Woundes and hartes who can abyde this, Nay ye vyle vylayne I will dreſſe you therefore, your laſy bones I pretende ſo to bliſſe, That you ſhall haue ſmall luſte to prate any more. Behold the Image of inſipient fooles, There are not a fewe euen nowe of thy propertie, Untill you be put into pouerties ſcholes: ye will not forſake this foliſhe inſolencie. Nay ſoft, with thee I haue not made an ende. The Iuſt againſt luſt muſt alwayes contend, Therfore I purpoſe to wreſtle with thee, Who ſhall haue the victorie, ſtreightwaye we ſhal ſee. When thou wilt by his fleſhe: I ſhall holde the wag I know that luſt vſeth not litle to brag: Thou ſhalt find me as mighty as Sampſon ye ſtrōg yea the battell of luſt endureth long. Woundes and fleſhe, I was almoſt down on my back, But yet I will wreſtle till my bones cracke. The ende of thy preſumption nowe doth appeare, yet dooe what thou canſt I will not lie here, No by his woundes you olde doting knaue, thinkeſt thou that luſt will be made a ſlaue, I ſhall mete you in Smithfield or els other wheare, By his fleſh and bloud, I will thee not forbeare. Not of my power I doe thee expell But by the mighte of his ſpirite that dwelleth in me, Inordinate luſte with the iuſt may not dwell, And therfore may not I accompanie thee. Well goodman Iuſte, it is no matter, But in faithe I pretende not with thee to flatter, Though from thy company departe I muſte, I ſhall liue in as much welthynes I truſte. Where moſte wealth is and moſte dilectation, There Luſte is commonly of moſte eſtimation: For where as wealth wanteth idlenes doth ſla But where idlenes is Luſt parteth the ſlake. Thus haue you ſeene the conflicte of the Iuſte, Which all good men ought to vſe and frequent For horrible are the fruites of inordinate luſte, Whiche in ſome caſe reſemble Hybra the ſerpent, Whoſe head being cut of an other ryſeth incontinent. So one of Luſtes cogitations being cut away There ryſeth vp an other, yea many we may ſaye: It is requiſite therfore that euery degree Againſt this his luſt, both ſtriue and contende, And though at the firſt he ſeeme ſturdy to be, The Lorde will conuince him for you in the ende. Your cauſe vnto him therefore holy commende, Labouring to auoyde all inordinate luſte, And to practiſe in lyfe, to liue after the Iuſte. I can remembre ſynce Noes ſhip Was made and builded on Saliſbury plaine, The ſame yeere ye weathercock of Paules caught ye pip So that Bowe bell was like much woe to ſuſtaine, I can remembre I am ſo olde. Since Paradiſe gates were watched by night, And when that Vvlcanus was made a cuckold Among the great Gods I appeared in ſight. Nay for all your ſmiling I tell you true,