The Sophister (Fallacy, or The Troubles of Great Hermenia) · chunk 23 of 32
Zouche, Richard · published 1639 · first performed or written 1614 [c.1614-1620] (Annals) comedy unassigned nearest T3 Sickness, physic and doctors · 483 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
I care not if I cross my master in this project, we Creatures of the lower region, never do worse than when the higher bodies grow in conjunction. If the master once fry in a husbandish affection, the man may freeze and starve in expectation. Dear Contradiction, use all secrecy, And for my credit get thee some disguise, Nor speak to him by any means, thy voice May shame us. If he understand my blows so 'tis, He gets no word of me. Here, take with thee this powder, rub therewith The instruments of thy revengeful wrath; And, as most virtuous, be victorious. Can Aequipolency endure all this? Can all this be endured by Aequipolency? Who I Conversion? I can suffer any thing, 'faith there's nothing that I cannot suffer. Prithee be ruled by me, stand to the present. I am no Stoic. So it seems, thou art rather a Pythagorean Peripatetic, thy very essence is mutability. Thy soul could walk through more Sects than some honest bodies have changed suits: methinks thou mightst do well at home by temporising. Oh these Climates are too cunning, I must seek further. Read Lipsius' Constancy, let that confirm thee. Faith he will lead the next way from Leyden to Douai, That it may be I may make use of him, Did not these troubles banish me: I would go voluntary: Your finest wits are thought insipid till They have passed the salt water. Our homespun learning's of a courser thread, It's stained and smoked in dressing. The Germans vates drenched in a deeper grain, Venice and Padua will return them richer; And I begin to pity thy wilfulness. What course intendest thou? 'Twere thy best, being skilled in tempering Confections, to proclaim some Paracelsian Oil, or Angelical pills. Nay, I'll rather profess the making of Aurum potabile, and credit it with some two leaves of reasons, and ten of authority, for all diseases, griefs, and maladies. But which way art thou bent? I will to Flushing, Middleborough, Amsterdam, peradventure thence to Antwerp, and so to see Rheims and Room. Take heed you come not back by Quinborow there is a groom with a currycomb will rub your sides. But if you may be persuaded, it is as easy to lay down your stomach at home, as feed yourself abroad by making buttons; you may sooner be preferred to the Inquisition then to the Conclave. Well, except the morrow Sun display more comfort, I am gone believe it. You hope at your return to get a doctorship the cheaper, or a benefice with less ado, but you may be deceived, I will expect your reconversion, adieu. This fellow thinks himself as cunning as a tumbler that walks upon ropes, and with his level keeps himself upright, but his steps are dangerous, I had rather walk on the Alps, though sleeper, where I may have sure footing.
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I care not if I crosse my master in this project, we Creatures of the lower region, never doe worse then when the higher bodies grow in conjunction. If the master once fry in a husbandish affection, the man may freeze and starve in expectation. Deare Contradiction, use all secrecy, And for my credit get thee some disguise, Nor speake to him by any meanes, thy voyce May shame us. If he understand my blows so tis, He gets no word of me. Here, take with thee this powder, rub therewith The instruments of thy revengefull wrath; And, as most vertuous, be victorious. Can Aequipolency endure all this? Can all this be endured by Aequipolency? Who I Conversion? I can suffer any thing, 'faith ther's nothing that I cannot suffer. Prethee be rul'd by me, stand to the present. I am no Stoick. So it seems, thou art rather a Pythagorian Peripatetick, thy very essence is mutability. Thy soul could walk through more Sects then some honest bodies have chan'd suits: methinks thou mightst do well at home by temporizing. Oh these Climats are too cunning, I must seeke further. Read Lipsius Constancy, let that consirme thee. Faith he will lead the next way from Leyden to Doway, That it may be I may make use of him, Did not these troubles banish me: I would go voluntary: Your finest wits are thought insipu'd till They have past the salt water. Our home-spun learning's of a courser threed, It's staind and smoakt in dressing. The Germans vates drencht in a deeper grain, Venice and Padua will returne them richer; And I begin to pity thy wilfulnesse. What course intendest thou? 'Twere thy best, being skill'd in tempering Confections, to proclaim some Paracelsian Oyl, or Angelicall pills. Nay, I'le rather professe the making of Aurum potabile, and credit it with some two leavs of reasons, and ten of authority, for all diseases, griefs, and maladies. But which way art thou bent? I will to Flushing, Midleborough, Amsterdam, peradventure thence to Antwerp, and so to see Rheams and Roome. Take heed you come not back by Quinborow there is a groome with a curry-comb will rub your sides. But if you may be perswaded, it is as easie to lay downe your stomacke at home, as feed your selfe abroad by making buttons; you may sooner be prefer'd to the Inquisition then to the Conclave. Well, except the morrow Sunne display more comfort, I am gone beleeve it. You hope at your returne to get a Doctership the cheaper, or a benefice with lesse adoe, but you may be deceived, I will expect your reconversion, adiew. This fellow thinkes himselfe as cunning as a tumbler that walks upon ropes, and with his levell keeps himselfe upright, but his steps are dangerous, I had rather walk on the Alps, though sleeper, where I may have sure footing.