The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina) · chunk 101 of 205
Mabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 (Annals) tragicomedy; literary play unassigned nearest T37 Riches, poverty and covetousness · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T37: wealth, riches, money, god, rich, poverty, men, learning, poor, ic.
You may say what you like. But believe me, you will die a beggar for this. What? do you think to live always under my wing? Think you never to go from my elbow? Pray let us leave off this melancholy talk; now is now; and then is then. When time serves, we will follow your counsel; but now let us take our pleasure, while we may. As long as we have meat for today, let us not think on tomorrow: Let tomorrow care for itself; as well dies he that gathers much, as he that lives but poorly; the Master, as the servant; he that is of a Noble Lineage, as he that is of a meaner stock: and thou with thy art, as well as I without it; we are not to live for ever: and therefore let us laugh and be merry, for few are they that come to see old age; and they who do see it, seldom die of hunger. I desire nothing in this world, but meat, drink, and clothing, and a part in pleasure. And though rich men have better means to attain to this glory, than he that hath but little; yet there is not one of them that is contented, not one that says to himself, I have enough. There is not one of them, with whom I would exchange my pleasures for their riches. But let us leave other men's thoughts and cares to themselves; and let us go sleep, for it is time; and a good sound sleep without fear, will fat me more, and do me more good, than all the Treasure and wealth or Venice. It is day. O what a spite is this? Whence is it, that it is so light in the chamber? What do you talk of day? Sleep, Sir, and take your rest; for it is but even now, since we lay down. I have scarce shut mine eyes yet, & would you have it to be day? I pray you open the window by you, the window there by your bed's head, and you shall then see whether it be so or no? Gentlewoman, I am in the right; it is day: I see it is day: I am not deceived. No, no; I knew it was broad day, when I saw the light come thorough the chinks of the door. O what a Villain am I? Into how great a fault am I fall'n with my Master? I am worthy of much punishment. O how far days is it? Far days? ay, far days; very far days. Never trust me; Alas, I am not eased of my Mother yet. It pains me still; I know not what should be the reason of it. Dear love, what wouldst thou have me to do? That we talk a little on the matter concerning my indisposition.
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You may say what you like. But beleeue me, you will dye a begger for this. What? doe yo thinke to liue alwaies vnder my wing? Thinke you neuer to goe from my elbow? Pray let vs leaue off this melancholy talke; now is now; and then is then. When time serues, we will follow your counsell; but now let vs take our pleasure, while we may. As long as we haue meat for to day, let vs not thinke on to morrow: Let to morrow care for it selfe; as well dies he that gathers much, as hee that liues but poorely; the Master, as the seruant; he that is of a Noble Linage, as he that is of a meaner stocke: and thou with thy arte, as well as I without it; we are not to liue for euer: and therefore let vs laugh and be merry, for few are they that come to see old age; and they who doe see it, seldome dye of hunger. I desire nothing in this world, but meate, drinke, and clothing, and a part in pleasure. And though rich men haue better meanes to attaine to this glory, then he that hath but little; yet there is not one of them that is contented, not one that saies to himselfe, I haue enough. There is not one of them, with whom I would exchange my pleasures for their riches. But let vs leaue other mens thoughts and cares to themselues; and let vs go sleepe, for it is time; and a good sound sleepe without feare, will fat me more, and doe me more good, then all the Treasure and wealth or Venice. It is day. O what a spight is this? Whence is it, that it is so light in the chamber? What doe you talke of day? Sleepe, Sir, and take your rest; for it is but euen now, since we lay down. I haue scarce shut mine eyes yet, & would you haue it to beday? I pray you open the window by you, the window there by your beds head, and you shall then see whether it be so or no? Gentlewoman, I am in the right; it is day: I see it is day: I am not deceiued. No, no; I knew it was broad day, when I saw the light come thorow the chinks of the doore. O what a Villaine am I? Into how great a fault am I falne with my Master? I am worthy of much punishment. O how farre daies is it? Farre daies? I, farre daies; very farre daies. Neuer trust mee; Alas, I am not eased of my Mother yet. It paines me still; I know not what should be the reason of it. Deare loue, what wouldst thou haue mee to doe? That wee talke a little on the matter concerning my indisposition.