Brome, Richard · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1636-1638] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T3 Sickness, physic and doctors · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
Indeed it is so son. I fear your show will but perplex him too. I care not sir, i'll have it to delay your cure a while, that he recover soundly. Come sit again, again you are most welcome. There's an unwelcome guest; uncivil Discord that trains into my house her followers, Folly, and Jealousy, Melancholy, and madness. My husband presents jealousy in the black and yellow jaundiced suit there, half like man, and t'other half like woman with one horn, and ass-ear upon his head. Peace woman, mark what they do: but but by the way, conceive me this, but show sir, and devise. I think so. How goes he back again, now doctor? sheugh. COme forth my darlings, you that breed The common strifes that discord feed: Come in the first place, my dear folly; jealousy next, then Melancholy. And last come Madness, thou art he That Bear'st th' effects of all those three, Lend me your aids, so discord shake you crown, And make this place a kingdom of our own. See Harmony approaches, leading on, 'gainst Discords factions fear great deities; Mercury, Cupid, Bacchus, and Apollo. Wit against Folly, Love against Jealousy, Wine against Melancholy, and 'gainst Madness, Health. Observe the matter and the Method. Yes. And how upon the approach of Harmony, Discord and her disorders are confounded. COme Wit, come Love, come Wine, come Health, Maintainers of my Commonwealth, 'tis you make Harmony complete, And from the Spheres (her proper seat) You give her power to reign on earth, Where Discord claims a right by birth. Then let us revel it while we are here, And keep possession of this Hemisphere. Note there how Discord cheers up her disorders, To mingle in defiance with the Virtues: But soon they vanish; and the mansion quit Unto the Gods of health, love, wine and wit, Who triumph in their habitation new, Which they have taken, and assign to you; In which they now salute you— Bids you be Of cheer; and for it, lays the charge on me. And unto me you're welcome, welcome all. Meat, wine, and mirth shall flow, and what I see, Yet wanting in your cure, supplied shall be. Indeed I find me well. And so shall I, After a few such nights more. Are you there? Good Madam, pardon errors of my tongue. I am too happy made to think of wrong. We will want nothing for you that may please, Though we dive for it toth' Antipodes. WHether my cure be perfect yet or no, It lies not in my doctorship to know. Your approbation may more raise the man, Than all the College of physicians can; And more health from your fair hands may be won, Then by the streakings of the seventh son. And from our Travails in th' Antipodes. We are not yet arrived from off the Seas: But on the waves of desperate fears we roam Until your gentler hands do waft us home.
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Indeed it is so sonne. I feare your show will but perplex him too. I care not sir, ile have it to delay your cure a while, that he recover soundly. Come sit again, again you are most welcome. There's an unwelcome guest; uncivill Discord that traines into my house her followers, Folly, and Jealousie, Melancholy, and madnesse. My husband presents jealousie in the black and yellow jaundied sute there, halfe like man, and tother halfe like woman with one horne, and asse-eare upon his head. Peace woman, marke what they doe: but but by the way, conceive me this, but shew sir, and devise. I inke so. How goes he backe againe, now doctor? sheugh. COme forth my darlings, you that breed The common strifes that discord feed: Come in the first place, my deare folly; Iealousie next, then Melancholy. And last come Madnesse, thou art hee That bearst th' effects of all those three, Lend me your aydes, so discord shaki you crowne, And make this place a kingdome of our owne. See Harmony approaches, leading on, Gainst Discords factions feare great deities; Mercury, Cupid, Bacchus, and Apollo. Wit against Folly, Love against Jealousie, Wine against Melancholly, and gainst Madnesse, Health. Observe the matter and the Method. Yes. And how upon the approach of Harmony, Discord and her disorders are confounded. COme Wit, come Love, come Wine, come Health, Mayntainers of my Common-wealth, Tis you make Harmony compleate, And from the Spheares (her proper seate) You give her power to raigne on earth, Where Discord claimes a right by birth. Then let us revell it while we are here, And keepe possession of this Hemisphere. Note there how Discord cheares up her disorders, To mingle in defiance with the Vertues: But soone they vanish; and the mansion quit Unto the Gods of health, love, wine and wit, Who triumph in their habitation new, Which they have taken, and assigne to you; In which they now salute you — Bids you bee Of cheare; and for it, layes the charge on me. And unto me y'are welcome, welcome all. Meat, wine, and mirth shall flow, and what I see, Yet wanting in your cure, supplied shall be. Indeed I finde me well. And so shall I, After a few such nights more. Are you there? Good Madam, pardon errors of my tongue. I am too happy made to thinke of wrong. We will want nothing for you that may please, Though we dive for it toth' Antipodes. WHether my cure be perfect yet or no, It lies not in my doctor-ship to know. Your approbation may more raise the man, Then all the Colledge of physitians can; And more health from your faire hands may be wonne, Then by the streakings of the seaventh sonne. And from our Travailes in th' Antipodes. We are not yet arriv'd from off the Seas: But on the waves f desprate feares we roame Vntill your gentler hands doe waft us home.