Shirley, James · published 1639 · first performed or written 1626 [licensed for stage, Feb 9] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.71 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
To see what you can do, many make legs, and you make faces sir. Variety of faces is now in fashion, and all little enough for some to set a good face on't, oh Ladies may now and then commit a slip and have some colour for't, but these are but the outsides of our art, the things we can prescribe to be taken inwardly, are pretty curiosities, we can prolong life. And kill too can you not? Oh any that will go to the price. You have poisons I warrant you, how do they look, pray let's see one. Oh natural and artificial, Nessa's blood was milk To 'em, an extraction of Toads and Vipers, look Here's a parcel of Claudius Caesar's posset, Given him by his wife Agrippina here is some of Hannibal's medicine he carried always in the pommel of his sword, for a dead lift, a very active Poison, which passing the Orifice, kindles straight a fire inflames the blood, and makes the marrow Fly, have you occasion to apply one. Introth we are troubled with a rat in my Lady's Chamber. A Rat, give him his bane, would you destroy a City, I have probatinus of Italian Salads, and our own Country figs shall do it rarely, a Rat, I have scarce a poison so base, the worst is able to kill a man, I have all sorts, from a minute to seven years in operation, and leave no marks behind 'em, a Rat's a Rat. Pray let me see a remover at twelve hours, and I would be loath to kill the poor thing presently. Here, you may cast it away upon't, but 'tis a disparagement to the poison. This will content you. Because it is for a Rat you shall pay no more, my service to my Lady, my poisons howsoever I give them, variety of operations are all but one. Honest rat's bane in several-shapes, their virtue is common, and will not be long in killing; you were best look it be a Rat, Scarabeo. Sir here's a Gallant inquires for doctor Sharkino Usher him in, it is some Don. Is your name Signior Sharkino the famous Doctor. They call me Sharkino. Do you not know me? Your gracious pardon. Count de Monte Nigro. Your honour's sublimity doth illustrate this habitation; Is there any thing wherein Sharkino may express His humble service? if aught within the circumference Of a medicinal or Mathematical science, May have acceptance with your celsitude, t shall devolve it selfe. Devolve itself, that word is not in my Table book; what are all these trinkets? Take heed I beseech your honour, they are dangerous, this is the devils A pox o'th' devil, what have I do with him, It is a dreadful circle of conjuration, fortified With sacred characters against the power Of infernal spirits, within whose round I can tread Safely, when hell burns round about me.
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490 words · 651 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.715 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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To see what you can doe, many make legges, and you make faces sir. Variety of faces is now in fashion, and all little enough for some to set a good face on't, oh Ladies may now and then commit and have some colour for't, but these are but of our art, the things we can prescribe to be taken inwardly, are pretty curiosities, we can prolong life. And kill too can you not? Oh any that will goe to the price. You have poysons I warrant you, how doe they looke▪ pray lets see one. Oh naturall and artificiall, Nessas blood was milke To em, an extraction of Todes and Vipers, looke Heres a parcell of Claudius Caesars posset, Given him by his wife Agrippina here is some of Hannibals medicine he carried alwaies in the Pummell of his sword, for a dead lift, a very active Poyson, which passing the Orifice, kindles Straite a fire inflames the blood, and makes th marrow Fly, have you occasion to apply one. Introth we are troubled with a rat in my Ladies Chamber. A Rat, give him his bane, would you destroy a City, I have probatinus of Italian Sallets, and our owne Country figs shall doe it rarely, a Rat, I have scarse a poyson so base, the worst is able to kill a man, I have all sorts, from a minute to seven yeares in operation, and leave no markes behinde em, a Rats a Rat. Pray let me see a remover at twelve houres, and I would be loath to kill the poore thing presently. Here, you may cast it away upon't, but tis a disparagement to the poyson. This will content you. Because it is for a Rat you shall pay no more, my service to my Ladie, my poysons howsoever I give them, variety of operations are all but one. Honest Rats bane in severall-shapes, their vertue is common, and will not be long in killing; you were best looke it be a Rat, Scarabeo. Sir heres a Gallant enquires for Dector Sharkino Vsher him in, it is some Don. Is your name Signior Sharkin the famous Doct r. They call me Sharkino. Doe you not know me? Your gracious pardon. Monte Nigro. Your honours sublimity doth illustrate this habitation▪ Is there any thing wherein Sharkino may expresse service? if ought within the circumference Of a medicinall or Mathematicall science, May have acceptance with your cel itude, t shall devolve it selfe. Devolve it selfe, that word is not in my Table booke; what are all these trinkets? Take I beseech your hon ur, they are dangerous, this is the devis , A pox oth devill, wh t have I doe with him, It is a dreadfull circle of conjuration, fortified With sacred characters against the power Of inferra l spirits, within whose round I can tread Sa ely, when hell burnes round about me.