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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
judgement_n	day_n	error_n	writ_n	1,545	5	9.7667	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A56890	Fortune in her wits, or, The hour of all men written in Spanish by the most ingenious Don Francisco de Quivedo Villegas ... ; translated into English by Capt. John Stevens.; Fortuna con seso. English	Quevedo, Francisco de, 1580-1645.; Stevens, John, d. 1726.	1697 (1697)	Wing Q188; ESTC R5377	77,088	150

and swearing they would never put up such an Affront The damn'd old Baud bless'd her self with both Hands and roared as high as the loudest In comes a Bully to one of the Jilts and without asking Questions draws his Sword and falls upon the Creditors calling them Thieves and Robbers They drew and in the Fray overturn'd and broke all the Goods in the Room The Wenches ran to the Windows crying Help Help Murder Murder At this Summons up comes an Alguazil with all his Retinue bidding them keep the Kings Peace The Broil grew hottest upon the Stairs till out they rusht into the Street some Wounded others with their Cloaths rent The Ruffian with a broken Head but without Hat or Cloak took sanctuary in a Church The Alguazil entred the House and seeing the old Woman laid violent Hands on her saying Art thou here still old Beelzebub after having been thrice banish'd Thou art the Ringleader of all this Mischief Then seizing her with the young Fry and securing all they had he drove them away half Naked with their Hair about their Ears to Goal all the Rabble attending and shouting Away with the Whores The Lawyer A Councellor at Law whose greatest Learning lay in his grizly Beard like Sampson's Strength in his Hair sate in a Room better furnish'd with Books than he was with Conscience His whole Study was how to embroil his Clients not to consult his Authors and yet was so proud of his Library that being a meer Ignoramus it might truly be said he knew not the value of it He had gain'd a great Reputation by his Roaring Voice his moving Gestures and a wonderful fluency of Tongue wherewith he bore down all other Lawyers His Chamber could scarce contain his Clients every one pressing forward to lay his Case open and empty his Purse All his Answers were I am fully informd I have Studied the Case Your Right is undeniable It agrees with the express Letter of the Law It is as clear as the day There is no difficulty in this Suit It is a Case adjuged The Law is directly on your side It will easily be determin'd The Judges are for us Your Adversary has nothing to say for himself All that has been done is void in it self That judgment must be Reversed Be Ruled by me Some he order'd to Petition others to Appeal others to Demur others to put in their Interrogatories others to bring their Writ of Error and others to Suborn fresh Witnesses All that immense number of Volumes was turn'd over and nothing resounded but an unintelligible confusion of Law Gibberish The Councellor demanded his Fee the Sollicitor His due the Attorney his Reward the Clerk his Perquisites and the Scrivener his Pay Whilst they were in this Debate the Hour began and the Clients unanimously as if it had been one Man cried out Good Mr. Sergeant in all Suits the Adversary is the least of Evils for he Sues at his own Cost and you Plead for us at our own and you the Sollicitor the Clerk and the Attorney run away with our Money The Adversary waits for Judgment and pursues upon an Appeal but you and your Adherents give a definitive Sentence in your own behalf Our Suit may go for and against us but in the following of it we must of necessity be cast four times a day so that in the end we may obtain our Right but have lost our Money All those Authors cannot perswade us but it is a madness to spend what we have to get what another Man has and perhaps be at last disappointed We had rather have one Adversary than five for supposing the Suit should go on our side it will be when it has ruin'd us Lawyers defend their Clients as Seamen do their Ships in a Storm throwing over all they have that if it be Gods will they may be brought into their Port empty The best Advice is to agree amongst car selves for by agreeing we shall save what you take from us We are all going to Compound pound with our Adversaries Your best Revenues arise out of our Obstinacy and if we by Compounding should lose all we sued for at least we shall gain all that you lose We would advise you to put a Bill upon your Door for we think it better to spend our Money upon Whores than Lawyers and for your part since your only Business has been to set Men together by the Ears it will be your best course to turn Soldiers or Statesmen The Vintners The Vintners a perverse Generation who raise the Price of their Wine at the same rate that they Brew Water and Debase it selling the Rain disguised and discoloured with Sloes and the Dregs of their Hogsheads for the Juice of the Grape were met in a Tavern to the number of 6 or 7 with as many Bullies and Highwaymen and a Quorum of Draggle-Tail Jilts newly whipt out of Bridewell who Danced themselves Dry and Drank to Dance again The Bumpers flew about like Lightning to the Tune of Three in a Hand Delicate Wine quoth one of the Sparks perceiving the Cheat and winking upon the Knave that was to Pledge him The other who feared it would breed Frogs in his Belly rather than fend Fumes into his Brain replied This is truly a Rich Wine and we Poor Rogues for the Waters belong to the Rich and not to the Poor The Vintner hearing their Flouts call'd them Sots bidding them Drink and hold their Peace Drink and Swim you should have said replied one of the good Fellows This minute began the Hour and the whole Company growing Mutinous threw the Pots and Glasses at the Vintner crying Inhuman Water-seller we are more like Drown'd Rats than Drunkards thou makest us pay by the Quart for the River Water thou bringest in by the Hogshead and would put the Fox upon us when thou hast made meer Geese of us We should wear Jack-boots to drink in your House that we might keep the Water from our Legs The Vintner having nothing to say for himself cryed Water Water as if his House had been a-fire and rouling his Hogsheads into the Street knock'd out the Heads of them letting the Liquor run down the Channel Pretenders to an Employment A Swarm of 32 Candidates all aiming at one Employment were waiting to speak witn the Nobleman in whose Gift it was Each of them fancied himself as deserving as the rest unworthy of it Every one bless'd himself and admir'd at the Madness and Impudence of the rest for pretending to what he imagin'd to be due to him alone They beheld one another with Evil Eyes and Hearts full of Malice and Meditated how to Slander and Defame Their Looks were Sower and Starch't but their Joints in continual Motion Every time the Door creak'd they made a thousand Bows on all Hands and as many Submissive Grimaces Not so much as a Page could pass by without a Loving Salute and kind Look The Secretary happening to rush

through the Room their Submissions were so profound as if they would have kiss'd the Ground he trod on He casting a Glance like a Shame-faced Girl press'd through saying Excuse me Gentlemen I am now in haste The Nobleman call'd for his Desk and sate to Dispatch Business when upon a false alarm thinking themselves summon'd to appear one of the Candidates cries It is I another I come and others Here I am crouding themselves to death against the Door The poor Lord understanding what a Peal of Petitions attended him knew not which way to turn himself He silently cursed himself saying It was one of the greatest Blessings in the World to have to give provided there were none to ask and that Favours that they might not be a plague to him that bestows them ought to be freely offered and never sued for The Dunners impatient of delay wasted inwardly considering there was but one Employment and the Candidates were many They Calculated the Account Arithmetically dividing one betwixt 32 and then says they What comes to every Mans share Then would they have substracted 32 from one but that could not be therefore every Man supposed himself that one and applied it cannot be to all the rest The Lord considered he could please but one and must disoblige 31 however to be rid of them he resolved they should be admitted and in order to it put on a stern Countenance and looked like a Statue that he might appear with more Majesty In they rushed in a Croud and he perceiving they would all Tongue-pad him at once said There is but one Employment and you are a Number I would gladly bestow the place upon one and stisfie you all As he had dropt the last Word the Hour commenced and the Lord bestowing the Employment upon one entailed the Reversion of it upon them all one after another World without end The wretched Presumptive Heirs began to wish one another dead praying for Plurisies Asthma's Consumptions Plagues Apoplexes Fluxes sudden Deaths and all manner of Disasters Scarce Were two Minutes past since the Entail when every Man thought his Predecessor had liv'd to the Age of Methusalem and though the Tenth Man computed his turn could not come till 500 years after yet every Man was pleased to wait the death of his Predecessor Only the 31th finding by his reckoning that his turn fell out exactly with the end of the World and after the coming of Antichrist said My Possession and the general Conflagration hit exactly together I shall make a fine Business of my Employment when I am burnt the day of Judgment who will oblige the Dead to pay me my Wages For my part I wish the 30th Successor a long Life for when the Employment comes to him the World will be at the last gasp The Lord left them striving to outlive and destroy one another and went himself away in a passion to see them protracting their Ages beyond Dooms-day and even coping with Eternity He that had carried the Employment stood amazed to consider what a long succession of Heirs he had got and at last slunk away resolving to eat light Suppers and prevent taking Cold. The rest looked upon one another as so many mutual Plagues and reciprocally cursing their Lives each fancied Diseases in the other and added to the number of his years every Successor threatning his Forerunner with Death giving him over as a gone Man and wishing him in the Hands of Physicians which is the same as to be delivered up to the Hangman Mumpers that borrow never to pay A sort of Men that borrow after the manner of the day that is past never to return again who snap at a Purse as a Spider does at a Fly that 's entangled in her Web lie tumbling in Bed till the Evening for want of Rags to cover their Nakedness Among them they had laid out Half a Crown they had Mumped in Wafers Ink Pens and Paper all which they had consumed in begging Letters all to the same effect expressing how urgent the Occasion was their Reputation lying at stake and even their Life with Assurances of a speedy Return and Professions of Eternal Acknowledgment However in case they should not meet with Money they concluded with the Ne plus Ultra of impudent Beggary desiring in case there was no ready Cash they would be pleased to send them something of value to pawn which should be most carefully secured By way of Postscript they begged Pardon for the Boldness protesting they would not be so free with any other Person They had drawn about an Hundred of these Notes to be dispersed in all the Corners of the Town whither they were conveyed by one of the Fraternity a notable Spunger that had a Tongue well hung and with his grave Beard and long Cloak not a little resembled a well travelled Mountebank The Herd of Letter Beggars remained computing how much Money the Messenger would bring and a cursed noise there was about the Sum. Nor did it stop here for they wrangled about the laying it out and having given one another the Lye at last they leaped out of their Beds with such Fragments of Shirts that there was no occasion to take them up to discover their Lower Parts In came their Mumping Post with an Air that spoke no Relief both his Hands were at liberty and his Arms open which foreboded Emptiness All that appeared was a great Bundle of Notes They all stood amazed seeing their Contrivance had ended in empty Answers and in a doleful Tone said What have we got No Money replied the poor Scoundrel you may divert your selves with Reading since you have no occasion of Telling They began to open the Notes The first was to this Effect I was never so much concerned at any thing in all my Life as my not being at present in a condition to serve you in a matter of so little value He might have served me quoth the Reader and have had more cause to be concerned The Second Note Sir had I received yours yesterday I could have obliged you and been proud of the Occasion A Curse of yesterday says he that is the daily Plague of all Mumpers The Third Note It is such a miserable time O Damned Almanack-maker cries the Shark we ask for Money and you tell us what Weather it is The Fourth Note Sir your want cannot be so grievons to you as to me it is that I cannot relieve you Who the Devil told you so exclaims the poor Wretch dost thou pretend to Divination thou Miser and Prophesy when you ought to give No more reading they all cried and making a Hellish Charm they added It is now night to make up what has been expended let us gnaw the Wafers of the Letters for our Supper and sell these and two other Parcels of Notes we have by us to the Confectioner who will give at least four Royals for them to Paper up Comfits wrap Sugar and lay