Looking for the line in Shakespeare, “I’m undone!”, I came across this from “The Complete Newgate Calendar” about a rogue named Tracey, offered by the University of Texas at Austin.
http://tarlton.law.utexas.edu/lpop/etext/newgate/content1.htm
Of course for all the Right-Pondians it doesn’t come across as remarkable. The question is, what was the Newgate Calendar? Did people take it seriously? I think there may have been some early modernistic trends in there, specifically, poking fun at literary predecessors, not to mention an unwholsome fascination with gory details.
Ben Jonson had been down in Buckinghamshire to trans- act some business, but in returning to London happened to meet with Tracey, who, knowing the poet, bid him stand and deliver his money. But Ben, putting on a courageous look, spoke to him thus:
“Fly, villain, hence, or by thy coat of steel
I’ll make thy heart my leaden bullet feel,
And send that thrice as thievish soul of thine
To Hell, to wean the devil’s valentine.”Upon which Tracey made this answer:
“Art thou great Ben ? or the revived ghost
Of famous Shakespeare ? or some drunken host
Who, being tipsy with thy muddy beer,
Dost think thy rhymes will daunt my soul with fear ?
Nay, know, base slave, that I am one of those
Can take a purse, as well in verse, as prose,
And when thou art dead write this upon thy hearse,
‘ Here lies a poet who was robbed in verse.’ “
[53]These words alarmed Jonson, who found he had met with a resolute fellow: he endeavoured to save his money, but to no purpose, and was obliged to give our adventurer ten jacobuses. But the loss of these was not the only mis- fortune he met with in this journey; for, coming within two or three miles of London, it was his ill chance to fall into the hands of worse rogue, who knocked him off his horse, stripped him, and tied him neck and heels in a field, wherein some other passengers were enduring the same hard fate, having been also robbed. One of them cried out that he, his wife and children were all undone, while another who was bound, overhearing, said, “Pray, if you are all of you undone, come and undo me.” This made Ben, though under his misfortunes, burst out into a loud laugh, who, being delivered in the morning from his bands by some reapers, made the following verses:
“ Both robbed and bound as I one night did ride,
With two men more, their arms behind them tied,
The one lamenting what did them befall,
Cried, ‘ I’m undone, my wife and children all ‘;
The other hearing it, aloud did cry,
‘ Undo me then, let me no longer lie ‘;
But to be plain, those men laid on the ground
Were both undone, indeed, but both fast bound.”
