Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Trial of Treasure · chunk 6 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.

What Inclination, me thought I did smell thee, give me thy hand or we further go. Now welcome in faith, and Greedy gut also, But sirs, are none of you both acquainted with Lust. Yes that they have been both of them I trust, welcome sirs in faith welcome unto me. By my troth I am glad your mastership to see In health and prosperity, as presently you be. Bom faith so am I would all my heart, This cow bellied knave doth come from the cart, Ise teach you to speak I hold you a pound, Curtsy Job curtsy, down to the ground. Che can make curtsy well enough. Lower old knave or Ile make ye to bow, The great bellied lout me think can not bend, yes so lo, he beginneth now to amend. Well sirs, now I remember Aesop's advise which he gave to the Samies against king Crassus, Therefore it is good to be witty and wise, And being in liberty to keep me still thus: I can not abide a life that is dolorous, And seeing that my name is properly Lust, I hate the conversation also of the just. Well master Lust, first join you to me Inclination Next here with Sturdines you must you acquaint Turn you about and embrace Elation, And that wealth may increase without any restraint join you with Greedy gut here in our presence, That all these in you may have prosperous influence. Out alas, what a sudden passion is this, I am so taken that I can not stand, The cramp, the cramp, hath touched me iwis, I shall die without remedy now out of hand. By my matins cheese, our master is sick. Stand back Nycoll noddy with the pudding prick, More brains in thy skin then wit in thy brain, Such Greedy guts in faith would be slain, This cramp doth signify nothing in effect But how he is bowed by me Inclination, None of all your counsels he will now reject, And therefore fear not to make full declaration. Then fear not the force of these that be just, But labour yourself to advance and augment, Be jocund and lively sith your name is lust, And then you shall easily obtain your intent. Esteem yourself always equal with the best, And seek for promotion, power, and dignity: It is good when men may live as they lust, And unto the just bear hate and malignity. O zur ye must be greedy to catch and to claw. Well said Greedy gut, as wise as a daw, Eat up at a mouthful, houses and lands. There's a vengeable mouth to, Never fear God nor the governors law, But gripe gripe greedily all that cometh in your hands. By the Mass but Hew Owlet is pestilens witty, What guttishe greediness the whoreson can teach That thou art not erected in faith it is pity, As high as three trees, and a halter will reach.
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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 299–357 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 6 of 19 in this edition
Length496 words · 639 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T39 — Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing at 0.745
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)
What Inclination, me thought I did ſmell thee, Gyue me thy hande or we forther go. Nowe welcome in faith, and Gredy gutte alſo, But ſyrs▪ are none of you both acquainted with Luſt. Yes that they haue bene both of them I truſte, welcome ſyrs in faithe welcome vnto me. By my trothe I am glad your maiſterſhip to ſee In health and proſperitie, as preſently you bee. Bom fay zo am I wod all my harte, This cowe bellied knaue doth come from the carte, Iſe teache you to ſpeake I hold you a pounde, Curchy Lob curchy, downe to the grounde. Che can make curchy well enowe. Lower old knaue or yle make ye to bowe, The great bellied loute me thinke can not bende, yes ſo lo, he beginneth now to amende. Well ſyrs, nowe I remember Eſopes aduiſe whiche he gaue to the Samies againſt king Craſſus, Therfore it is good to be wittie and wyſe, And being in libertie to kepe me ſtill thus: I can not abide a life that is dolorous, And ſeing that my name is properly Luſte, I hate the conuerſation alſo of the Iuſte. Well maiſter Luſte, firſt ioyne you to me Inclinatiō Next here with Sturdines you muſt you acquainte Turne you about and embrace Elation, And that wealth may encreaſe without any reſtraint Ioine you with Gredy gutte here in our preſence, That all theſe in you may haue proſperous influence. Out alas, what a ſodaine paſſion is this, I am ſo taken that I can not ſtande, The crampe, the crampe, hath touched me ywis, I ſhall die without remedie nowe out of hande. By my matens cheſe, our maiſter is ſicke. Stande back Nycoll nody with the pudding pricke, More braines in thy ſkinne then witte in thy braine, Such Gredy guttes in faith would be flayne, This crampe doth ſignifie nothing in effect But howe he is bowed by me Inclination, None of all your councels he will nowe reiecte, And therefore feare not to make full declaration. Then feare not the force of theſe that be iuſte, But labour your ſelfe to aduaunce and augment, Be iocound and liuely ſithe your name is luſt, And then you ſhall eaſely obteine your entente. Eſteme your ſelfe alwayes equall with the beſte, And ſeeke for promotion, power, and dignitie: It is good when men may liue as they luſte, And vnto the iuſte beare hate and malignitie. O zur ye muſt be gredy to catche and to clawe. Well ſaid Gredy gutte, as wyſe as a dawe, Eate vp at a mouthfull, houſes and landes. Theres a vengeable mouth to, Neuer feare God nor the gouernours lawe, But gripe gripe gredely all that cometh in your hāds. By the Maſſe but Hewe Howlet is peſtilens witty, What guttiſhe gredineſſe the horeſon can teache That thou art not erected in faith it is pitie, As hie as three trees, and a halter will reache.