Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1626 [Feb] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
Or you may be. In mine own halter, I have made the Noose. What was it, Lickfinger? A writing, Sir, He sent for't by a token, I was bringing it: But that he sent a Porter, and he seemed A man of decent carriage. 'Twas good fortune! To cheat the Cheater, was no cheat, but justice, Put of your rags, and be yourself again, This Act of piety, and good affection, Hath partly reconciled me to you. Sir. Not vows, no promises: too much protestation Makes that suspected often, we would persuade. Hear you the News? The Office is down, how should we? But of your uncle? No. He's run mad, Sir. How, Lickfinger? Stark staring mad, your brother, H'has almost killed his maid. Now, heaven forbidden. But that she's Cat-lived, and Squirrel-limbed, With throwing bed-staves at her: h'has set wide His outer doors, and now keeps open house, For all the passers by to see his justice: First, he has apprehended his two dogs, As being o'the plot to cousin him: And there he sits like an old worm of the peace, Wrapped up in furs at a square table, screwing, Examining, and committing the poor curs, To two old cases of close stools, as prisons; The one of which, he calls his Lollard's tower, Th'other his Blockhouse, 'cause his two dog's names Are Block, and Lollard. This would be brave matter Unto the jeerers. I, If so the subject Were not so wretched. Sure, I met them all, I think, upon that quest. I'faith, like enough: The vicious still are swift to show their natures. I'll thither too, but with another aim, If all succeed well, and my simples take. WHere are the prisoners? They are forthcoming, S ●, Or coming forth at lest. The Rogue is drunk, Since I committed them to his charge. Come hither, Near me, yet nearer; breath upon me. Wine! Wine, o'my worship! sack! Canary sack! Can not your Badge ha'bin drunk with fulsome Ale? Or Beer? the Porter's element? but sack! I am not drunk, we had, Sir, but one pint, An honest carrier, and myself. Who paid for't? Sir, I did give it him. What? and spend sixpences! A Frock spend sixpences! sixpences! Once in a year, Sir, In seven years, varlet! knowst thou what thou hast done? What a consumption thou hast made of a State? It might please heaven, (a lusty Knave and young) To let thee live some seventy years longer. Till thou art fourscore, and ten; perhaps, a hundred. Say seventy years; how many times seven in seventy? Why, seven times ten, is ten times seven, mark me, I will demonstrate to thee on my fingers, Six-pence in seven year (use upon use) Grows in that first seven year, to be a twelvepences. That, in the next, two-shillings; the third four-shillings; The fourth seven year, eight-shillings; the fifth, sixteen: The sixth, two and thirty; the seventh, three-pound four, The eighth, six pound, and eight; the ninth, twelve pound sixteen;
seed 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)
Or you may be. In mine owne halter, I haue made the Nooſe. What was it, Lickfinger? A writing, Sir, He ſent for't by a token, I was bringing it: But that he ſent a Porter, and hee ſeem'd A man of decent carriage. 'Twas good fortune! To cheat the Cheater, was no cheat, but iuſtice, Put off your ragges, and be your ſelfe againe, This Act of piety, and good affection, Hath partly reconcil'd me to you. Sir. No vowes, no promiſes: too much proteſtation Makes that ſuſpected oft, we would perſwade. Heare you the Newes? The Office is downe, how ſhould we? But of your vncle? No. He's runne mad, Sir. How, Lickfinger? Stark ſtaring mad, your brother, H'has almoſt kill'd his maid. Now, heauen forbid. But that ſhe's Cat-liu'd, and Squirrill-limb'd, With throwing bed-ſtaues at her: h'has ſet wide His outer doores, and now keepes open houſe, For all the paſſers by to ſee his iuſtice: Firſt, he has apprehended his two dogges, As being o'the plot to coozen him: And there hee ſits like an old worme of the peace, Wrap'd vp in furres at a ſquare table, ſcrewing, Examining, and committing the poore curres, To two old caſes of cloſe ſtooles, as priſons; The one of which, he calls his Lollard's tower, Th'other his Blocke-houſe, 'cauſe his two dogs names Are Blocke, and Lollard. This would be braue matter Vnto the Ieerers. I, If ſo the ſubiect Were not ſo wretched. Sure, I met them all, I thinke, vpon that queſt. 'Faith, like enough: The vicious ſtill are ſwift to ſhew their natures. I'll thither too, but with another ayme, If all ſucceed well, and my ſimples take. WHere are the priſoners? They are forth-comming, S•, Or comming forth at leaſt. The Rogue is drunke, Since I committed them to his charge. Come hither, Neere me, yet neerer; breath vpon me. Wine! Wine, o'my worſhip! ſacke! Canary ſacke! Could not your Badge ha'bin drunke with fulſome Ale? Or Beere? the Porters element? but ſacke! I am not drunke, we had, Sir, but one pynt, An honeſt carrier, and my ſelfe. Who paid for't? Sir, I did giue it him. What? and ſpend ſixpence! A Frocke ſpend ſixpence! ſixpence! Once in a yeere, Sir, In ſeuen yeers, varlet! Know'ſt thou what thou haſt done? What a conſumption thou haſt made of a State? It might pleaſe heauen, (a luſty Knaue and young) To let thee liue ſome ſeuenty yeeres longer. Till thou art foureſcore, and ten; perhaps, a hundred. Say ſeuenty yeeres; how many times ſeuen in ſeuenty? Why, ſeuen times ten, is ten times ſeuen, marke me, I will demonſtrate to thee on my fingers, Six-pence in ſeuen yeere (vſe vpon vſe) Growes in that firſt ſeuen yeere, to be a twelue-pence. That, in the next, two-ſhillings; the third foure-ſhillings; The fourth ſeuen yeere, eight-ſhillings; the fifth, ſixteen: The ſixth, two and thirty; the ſeuenth, three-pound foure, The eighth, ſixe pound, and eyght; the ninth, twelue pound ſixteen;