Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1616 [Oct-Nov (?)] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 504 words
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Not, I do seldom see those toys. But think you, That we may have him? Sir, the young Gentleman I tell you of, can command him. Shall I attempt it? Yes, do it. 'Slight, I cannot get my wife To part with a ring, on any terms: and yet, The sullen Monkey has two. It were 'gainst reason, That you should urge it; Sir, sand to a Goldsmith, Let not her loose by it. How does she loose by ' t? Is it not for her? Make it your own bounty, It will ha' the better success; what is a matter Of fifty pound to you, Sr. I have but a hundred Pieces, to show here; that I would not break— You shall ha' credit, Sir. I'll sand a ticket Unto my Goldsmith. Heer, my man comes too, To carry it fitly. How now, Trains? What birds? Your Cousin Euerill met me, and has beaten me, Because I would not tell him where you were: I think he has dogged me to the house too. Well— You shall go out at the backdoor, than, Trains. You must get Guilt-head hither, by some means: 'Tis impossible! Tell him, we have venison, I'll gi' him a piece, and sand his wife a Pheasant. A Forrest moves not, till that forty pound, Ye had of him, last, be paid. He keeps more stir, For that same petty sum, than for your bond Of six; and Statute of eight hundred! Tell him we'll hedge in that. Cry up Fitz-dottrell to him, Double his price: Make him a man of metal. That will not need, his bond is currant enough. ALl this is to make you a Gentleman: I'll have you learn, Son. Wherhfore have I placed you With Sr. Paul Either-side, but to have so much Law To keep your own? Besides, he is a justice, Here i' the Town; and dwelling, Son, with him, You shall learn that in a year, shall be worth twenty Of having stayed you at Oxford, or at Cambridge, Or sending you to the Inns of Court, or France. I am called for now in haste, by Master Mere-craft To trust Master Fitz-dottrel, a good man: I have inquired him, eighteen hundred a year, (His name is currant) for a diamant ring Of forty, shall not be worth thirty (that's gained) And this is to make you a Gentleman! O, but good father, you trust too much! Boy, boy, We live, by finding fools out, to be trusted. Our shop-books are our pastures, our corn-grounds, We lay 'em open, for them to come into: And when we have 'em there, we drive 'em up Int' one of our two Pounds, the Compters, straight, And this is to make you a Gentleman! We Citizens never trust, but we do cousin: For, if our debtors pay, we cousin them; And if they do not, than we cousin ourselves. But that's a hazard every one must run, That hopes to make his Son a Gentleman!
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No, I do ſeldome ſee thoſe toyes. But thinke you, That we may haue him? Sir, the young Gentleman I tell you of, can command him. Shall I attempt it? Yes, doe it. S'light, I cannot get my wife To part with a ring, on any termes: and yet, The ſollen Monkey has two. It were 'gainſt reaſon, That you ſhould vrge it; Sir, ſend to a Gold-ſmith, Let not her loſe by 't. How do's ſhe loſe by 't? Is 't not for her? Make it your owne bounty, It will ha' the better ſucceſſe; what is a matter Of fifty pound to you, Sr. I' haue but a hundred Pieces, to ſhew here; that I would not breake— You ſhall ha' credit, Sir. I'll ſend a ticket Vnto my Gold-ſmith. Heer, my man comes too, To carry it fitly. How now, Traines? What birds? Your Couſin Euer-ill met me, and has beat mee, Becauſe I would not tell him where you were: I think he has dogd me to the houſe too. Well— You ſhall goe out at the back-doore, then, Traines. You muſt get Guilt-head hither, by ſome meanes: 'Tis impoſſible! Tell him, we haue veniſon, I'll g' him a piece, and ſend his wife a Pheſant. A Forreſt moues not, till that forty pound, Yo' had of him, laſt, be pai'd. He keepes more ſtirre, For that ſame petty ſumme, then for your bond Of ſixe; and Statute of eight hundred! Tell him Wee'll hedge in that. Cry vp Fitz-dottrell to him, Double his price: Make him a man of mettall. That will not need, his bond is currant inough. ALl this is to make you a Gentleman: I'll haue you learne, Sonne. Wherefore haue I plac'd you With Sr. Poul Either-ſide, but to haue ſo much Law To keepe your owne? Beſides, he is a Iuſtice, Here i' the Towne; and dwelling, Sonne, with him, You ſhal learne that in a yeere, ſhall be worth twenty Of hauing ſtay'd you at Oxford, or at Cambridge, Or ſending you to the Innes of Court, or France. I am call'd for now in haſte, by Maſter Meere-craft To truſt Maſter Fitz-dottrel, a good man: I' haue inquir'd him, eighteene hundred a yeere, (His name is currant) for a diamant ring Of forty, ſhall not be worth thirty (thats gain'd) And this is to make you a Gentleman! O, but good father, you truſt too much! Boy, boy, We liue, by finding fooles out, to be truſted. Our ſhop-bookes are our paſtures, our corn-grounds, We lay 'hem op'n, for them to come into: And when wee haue 'hem there, wee driue 'hem vp In t' one of our two Pounds, the Compters, ſtreight, And this is to make you a Gentleman! Wee Citizens neuer truſt, but wee doe coozen: For, if our debtors pay, wee coozen them; And if they doe not, then we coozen our ſelues. But that's a hazard euery one muſt runne, That hopes to make his Sonne a Gentleman!