Dekker, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [Nov 9-30, payment] (Annals) romance · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men · before the Court T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.83 · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
Thrice have we pared them off, but with fresh pain, In compass of a thought they rise again. Its true, 'tis no easy mattra, to pull horn off, 'tis easy for pull on, but hard for pull off, some horn be so good fellow, he will still inhabit in de man's pate, but 'tis all one for that, I shall snap away all dis: Madam trust dis down into your little belly. Father, I am in fear to taste his physic. First let him work experiments on those. I'll sauce you for your infidelity. In no place can I spy my wishing Hat. Thou learned Frenchman, try thy skill on me, More ugly than I am, I cannot be. Cure me, and Montrosse wealth shall all be thine. 'tis all one for dat: shall do presently; Madam, prea mark me: monsieur, shamp dis in your two shaps, so, now Monsieur Long-villain, dis so: now dis, fear noting, 'tis eshelent medicine: so, now cram dis into your guts, and belly: So, now snap away dis whoreson four Divela; Ha, ha, Is no point good? This is most strange. Wast painful Longavile? Ease took them off, and there remains no pain. O try thy sacred Physic on me. No by my trat, 'tis no possibla, 'tis no possibla, all de mattra, all de ting, all de substance, all de medicine, be among his and his belly: 'tis no possibla, till me prepare more. Prepare it then, and thou shalt have more gold From England's Coffers, than thy life can waste. I much buy many costily tings dat grow in Arabia, in Asia, and America, by my trat 'tis no possibla, till another time, no point. There's nothing in the world, but may for gold Be bought in England, hold your lap i'll rain A shower of Angels. Fie, fie, fie, fie, you no credit le dockature? Ha, but vel, 'tis all one for that: 'tis no mattera for gold: Vel, vel, vel, vel, vel, me have some more, prea say noting, shall be presently prepara for your horns. She has my purse, and yonder lies my Hat, Work brains, and once more make me fortunate. Vel, vel, vel, vel, be patient Madam, presently, presently, be patient, me have two, tree, four and five medicines for de horn: presently Madam, stand you der, prea wid all mine art, stand you all der: and say noting, so: nor look noting dis vey: so, presently, presently Madam, snip dis horn off wid de rushes & another ting by and by, by and by, by and by, prea look none dis vey, and say noting. Let no man speak, or look, upon his life. Doctor, none here shall rob thee of thy skill. So, taka dis hand: wink now prea artely wid your two nyes: why so. Would I were with my brother Ampedo.
nodes 1885–1912 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 41 of 48 in this edition
Length
478 words · 692 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.828 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: T3 · seed 44: T4 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
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Thrc haue we parde them off, but with fresh paine, In compasse of a thought they rise againe. Its true, tis no easie mattra, to pull horne off, tis easie for pull on, but hard for pull off, some horne bee so good fellow, hee will still inhabit in de mans pate, but tis all one for tat, I shall snap away all dis: Madam trust dis downe into your little belly. Father, I am in feare to taste his physicke. First let him worke experiments on those. Ile sawce you for your infidelitie. In no place can I spie my wishing Hat. Thou learned Frenchman, trie thy skill on me, More vgly then I am, I cannot be. Cure me, and Montrosse welth shall all be thine. Tis all one for dat: shall doe presently; Madam, prea marke me: Monseiur, shamp dis in your two shaps, so, now Monsieur Long-villaine, dis so: nowe dis, feare noting, tis eshelent medicyne: so, now cram dis into your guts, and belly: So, now snap away dis whoreson fowre diuela; Ha, ha, Is no point good? This is most strange. Wast painefull Longauyle? Ease tooke them off, and there remaines no paine. O trie thy sacred Physicke on me. No by my trat, tis no possibla, tis no possibla, al de mattra, all de ting, all de substance, all de medicyne, be among his and his belly▪ tis no possibla, till me prepare more. Prepare it then, and thou shalt haue more gold From Englands Coffers, then thy life can wast. I mush buy many costily tings dat grow in Arabia, in Asia, and America, by my trat tis no possibla, till anoder time, no point. There's nothing in the world, but may for gold Be bought in England, hold your lap ile rayne A shower of Angels. Fie, fie, fie, fie, you no credit le dockature? Ha, but vel, tis all one for tat: tis no mattera for gold: Uel, vel, vel, vel, vel, me haue some more, prea say noting, shall bee presently prepara for your hornes. Shee has my purse, and yonder lies my Hat, Worke braines, and once more make me fortunat. Uel, vel, vel, vel, be patient Madam, presently, presently, be patient, mee haue two, trée, fowre and fiue medicines for de horne: presently Madam, stand you der, prea wid all mine art, stand you all der: and say noting, so: nor looke noting dis vey: so, presently, ppesently Madam, snip dis horne off wid de rushes & anoder ting by and by, by and by, by and by, prea looke none dis vey, and say noting. Let no man speake, or looke, vpon his life. Doctor, none here shall rob thée of thy skill. So, taka dis hand: winck now prea artely wid your two nyes: why so. Would I were with my brother Ainpedo.