Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1616 [Oct-Nov (?)] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
You are not urged with 'hem. I can accuse, Sir, none but mine own judgement, For though it were his crime, so to betray me: I'm sure, 'twas more mine own, at all to trust him. But he, therein, did use but his old manners, And savour strongly what he was before. Come, he will change! Faith, I must never think it. Nor were it reason in me to expect That for my sake, he should put of a nature He sucked in with his milk. It may be Madam, Deceiving trust, is all he has to trust to: If so, I shall be loathe, that any hope Of mine, should bate him of his means. Ye are sharp, Sir. This act may make him honest! If he were To be made honest, by an act of Parliament, I should not altar, i' my faith of him. Eytherside! Welcome, dear Either-side! how hast thou done, good wench? Thou hast been a stranger! I ha' not seen thee, this week. EVer your servant, Madam. Where hast ' how been? I did so long to see thee. Visiting, and so tired! I protest, Madam, 'tis a monstrous trouble! And so it is. I swear I must to morrow, Begin my visits (would they were over) at Court. It tortures me, to think on 'hem. I do hear You ha' cause, Madam, your suit goes on. Who told thee? One, that can tell: Mr. Eytherside. O, thy husband! Yes faith, there's life in't, now: It is referred. If we once see it under the seals, wench, than, Have with 'em for the great Caroche, six horses, And the two Coachmen, with my Ambler, bore, And my three women: we will live, i' faith, The examples o' the town, and govern it. I'll lead the fashion still. You do that, now, Sweet Madam. O, but than, I'll every day Bring up some new device. Thou and I, Either-side, Will first be in it, I will give it thee; And they shall follow us. Thou shalt, I swear, Wear every month a new gown, out of it. Thank you good Madam. Pray thee call me Tail-bush As I thee, Either-side; I not love this, Madam. Than I protest to you, Tail-bush, I am glad Your Business so succeeds. Thank thee, good Eytherside. But Master Either-side tells me, that he likes Your other Business better. Which? O' the Toothpicks. I never heard on't. Ask Mr. Mere-craft. Madame? he's one, in a word, I'll trust his malice, With any man's credit, I would have abused! Sir, if you think you do please me, in this, You are deceived! Not, but because my Lady, named him my kinsman; I would satisfy you, What I think of him: and pray you, upon it To judge me! So I do: that ill men's friendship, Is as unfaithful, as themselves. Do you hear? Ha' you a Business about Toothpicks?
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You are not vrged with 'hem. I can accuſe, Sir, none but mine owne iudgement, For though it were his crime, ſo to betray mee: I'am ſure, 'twas more mine owne, at all to truſt him. But he, therein, did vſe but his old manners, And ſauour ſtrongly what hee was before. Come, he will change! Faith, I muſt neuer think it. Nor were it reaſon in mee to expect That for my ſake, hee ſhould put off a nature Hee ſuck'd in with his milke. It may be Madam, Deceiuing truſt, is all he has to truſt to: If ſo, I ſhall be loath, that any hope Of mine, ſhould bate him of his meanes. Yo' are ſharp, Sir. This act may make him honeſt! If he were To be made honeſt, by an act of Parliament, I ſhould not alter, i' my faith of him. Eyther-ſide! Welcome, deare Either-ſide! how haſt thou done, good wench? Thou haſt beene a ſtranger! I ha' not ſeene thee, this weeke. EVer your ſeruant, Madame. Where haſt 'hou beene? I did ſo long to ſee thee. Viſiting, and ſo tyr'd! I proteſt, Madame, 'tis a monſtrous trouble! And ſo it is. I ſweare I muſt to morrow, Beginne my viſits (would they were ouer) at Court. It tortures me, to thinke on 'hem. I doe heare You ha' cauſe, Madam, your ſute goes on. Who told thee? One, that can tell: Mr. Eyther-ſide. O, thy huſband! Yes faith, there's life in't, now: It is referr'd. If wee once ſee it vnder the ſeales, wench, then, Haue with 'hem for the great Carroch, ſixe horſes, And the two Coach-men, with my Ambler, bare, And my three women: wee will liue, i' faith, The examples o' the towne, and gouerne it. I'le lead the faſhion ſtill. You doe that, now, Sweet Madame. O, but then, I'll euery day Bring vp ſome new deuice. Thou and I, Either-ſide, Will firſt be in it, I will giue it thee; And they ſhall follow vs. Thou ſhalt, I ſweare, Weare euery moneth a new gowne, out of it. Thanke you good Madame. Pray thee call mee Taile-buſh As I thee, Either-ſide; I not loue this, Madame. Then I proteſt to you, Taile-buſh, I am glad Your Buſineſſe ſo ſucceeds. Thanke thee, good Eyther-ſide. But Maſter Either-ſide tells me, that he likes Your other Buſineſſe better. Which? O' the Tooth-picks. I neuer heard on't. Aske Mr. Mere-craft. Madame? H'is one, in a word, I'll truſt his malice, With any mans credit, I would haue abus'd! Sir, if you thinke you doe pleaſe mee, in this, You are deceiu'd! No, but becauſe my Lady, Nam'd him my kinſman; I would ſatisfie you, What I thinke of him: and pray you, vpon it To iudge mee! So I doe: that ill mens friendſhip, Is as vnfaithfull, as themſelues. Doe you heare? Ha' you a Buſineſſe about Tooth-picks?