D., J. · published 1640 · first performed or written c.1625 [revised c.1632] (Annals) comedy · Unknown · Fortune T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.80 · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
He saith he hath a piece in his mouth, that all Europe shall not cheat him of. I have marked him, 'tis mine own: and notwithstanding all this melancholy we'll spend it at night in Wine and Music. He that can pluck this piece out of my jaws, spite of my teeth, and I keep my mouth fast shut, I'll say he is more than a Cheater, and a Doctor Faustus, or Mephistopheles at least. Dost hear how he brags? 'Tis mine own I warrant thee. But what's become of my horse? And what's become of my load of hay? May I eat hay with your horse, if they were not both done neatly and cleanly. But Gentlemen, and the rest, you see I am at this present your pitiful spectacle. I looked once within this twelvemonth, not to have been mounted in such state: but no man knows what preferment he is born to. You see I have hitherto sailed through this great storm without soiling my Suit, spoiling my Ruff, or spattering my Beaver: thanks to these kind spectators. But Master Fast and Loose; do you remember what a slippery trick you served Master Doctor and us? And was it not fairly done Master Sergeant, to teach you how to digest the wearing of a Surplice, before you came to stand in a white sheet. Well now you are at your journey's end: May it please you to alight for your ease? With all my heart: and if either you or any of my accusers be weary with following me on foot, the Room is now empty, I will give him leave to ride in my place. Yet when I do but think of this disaster, it draws tears from mine eyes. He draws his handkerchief (as to wipe his eyes) just before the Country fellow, and scatters some small money. Sir, you have (I think) let fall some money. Thanks honest friend. What do you look for? I can assure you here is all that fell. Nay, sure I had more money? 'tis not in my handkerchief, nor in my pockets, I have examined them both. Why, what do you want sir? A piece, a piece, and had it now, just now; sure whilst I was so high perched none could dive so low into my pocket, it was sure as I lighted, and dropped from me, just as I drew my handkerchief. Some such thing I saw fall. Pray who were they that stooped? I saw none stoop but this Country fellow. Then sir, I must demand this piece of you. Of me? I profess I took up but two shillings and six pence, and that I gave into your hand. But I profess that one of them was a piece, and never came into my hand, and that I must demand of you: say did nobody stoop but he? None I assure you.
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Length
488 words · 624 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.796 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T3 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
He ſaith he hath a peece in his mouth, that all Europe ſhall not cheate him of. I have markt him, 'tis mine owne: and notwithſtanding all this melancholy we'le ſpend it at night in Wine and Muſicke. Hee that can plucke this peece out of my jawes, ſpight of my teeth, and I keepe my mouth faſt ſhut, Ile ſay hee is more than a Cheater, and a Doctor Fauſtus, or Mephoſtophilus at leaſt. Doſt heare how he brags? 'Tis mine own I warrant thee. But what's become of my horſe? And what's become of my load of hay? May I eate hay with your horſe, if they were not both done neatly and cleanly. But Gentlemen, and the reſt, you ſee I am at this preſent your pittifull ſpectacle. I lookt once within this twelve month, not to have been mounted in ſuch ſtate: but no man knows what preferment hee is born to. You ſee I have hitherto ſayled through this great ſtorme without ſoyling my Suite, ſpoyling my Ruffe, or ſpattering my Beaver: thanks to theſe kinde ſpectators. But Maſter Faſt and Looſe; doe you remember what a ſlippery trick you ſerved Maſter Doctor and us? And was it not fairely done Maſter Sergeant, to teach you how to diſgeſt the wearing of a Surplice, before you came to ſtand in a white ſheet. Well now you are at your journies end: May it pleaſe you to alight for your eaſe? Withall my heart: and if either you or any of my accuſers be weary with following me on foot, the Room is now empty, I will give him leave to ride in my place. Yet when I doe but think of this diſaſter, it draws teares from mine eyes. He draws his handkerchiefe (as to wipe his eyes) juſt before the Country fellow, and ſcatters ſome ſmall mony. Sir, you have (I think) let fall ſome mony. Thanks honeſt friend. What do you look for? I can aſſure you here is all that fell. Nay, ſure I had more mony? 'tis not in my handkerchief, nor in my pockets, I have examined them both. Why, what do you want ſir? A piece, a piece, and had it now, juſt now; ſure whilſt I was ſo high pearcht none could dive ſo low into my pocket, it was ſure as I lighted, and dropt from mee, juſt as I drew my handkerchief. Some ſuch thing I ſaw fall. Pray who were they that ſtoopt? I ſaw none ſtoop but this Country fellow. Then ſir, I muſt demand this piece of you. Of me? I profeſſe I tooke up but two ſhillings and ſix pence, and that I gave into your hand. But I profeſſe that one of them was a piece, and never came into my hand, and that I muſt demand of you: ſay did no body ſtoop but hee? None I aſſure you.