Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1597 [c.1597-1598] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men 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.
This strained passion doth you wrong my lord. Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from your honour, The lives of all your loving complices, Leave on you health, the which if you give over, To stormy passion must perforce decay. We all that are engaged to this loss, Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas, That if we wrought out life, 'twas ten to one, And yet we ventured for the gain proposed, Choked the respect of likely peril feared, And since we are oreset, venture again: Come, we will all put forth body and goods. 'tis more than time, and my most noble lord, I hear for certain, and dare speak the truth. I knew of this before, but to speak truth, This present grief had wiped it from my mind, Go in with me and counsel every man, The aptest way for safety and revenge, Get posts and letters, and make friends with speed, Never so few, and never yet more need. Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water? He said sir, the water itself was a good healthy water, but for the party that owed it, he might have more diseases than he knew for. Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me: the brain of this foolish compounded clay-man is not able to invent any thing that intends to laughter, more than I invent, or is invented on me, I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men. I do here walk before thee, like a sow that hath overwhelmd all her litter but one, if the prince put thee into my service for any other reason then to set me off, why then I have no judgement thou whoreson mandrake, thou art sitter to be worn in my cap, then to wait at my heels I was never manned with an agate till now, but I will in-set you, neither in gold nor silver, but in vile apparel, and send you back again to your master for a jewel, the juvenal the prince your master, whose chin is not yet fledge, I will sooner have a beard grow in the palm of my hand, than he shall get one off his cheek, & yet he will not stick to say his face is a face royal, God may finish it when he will, 'tis not a hair amiss yet, he may keep it still at a face royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence out of it, and yet he'll be crowing as if he had writ man ever since his father was a bachelor, he may keep his own grace, but he's almost out of mine I can assure him: what said master Dommelton about the satin for my short cloak and my slops? He said sir, you should procure him better assurance than Bardolfe, he would not take his band and yours, he liked not the security.
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This strained passion doth you wrong my lord. Sweet earle, diuorce not wisedom from your honor, The liues of all your louing complices, Leaue on you health, the which if you giue ore, To stormy passion must perforce decay. We all that are ingaged to this losse, Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas, That if we wrought out life, twas ten to one, And yet we venturd for the gaine proposde, Choakt the respect of likely perill fear'd, And since we are oreset, venture againe: Come, we will al put forth body and goods. Tis more then time, and my most noble lord, I heare for certaine, and dare speake the truth. I knew of this before, but to speake truth, This present griefe had wipte it from my mind, Go in with me and counsell euery man, The aptest way for safety and reuenge, Get postes and letters, and make friends with speed, Neuer so few, and neuer yet more need. Sirra, you giant, what saies the doctor to my water? He said sir, the water it self was a good healthy water, but for the party that owed it, he might haue moe diseases then he knew for. Men of al sorts take a pride to gird at me: the braine of this foolish compoūded clay-man is not able to inuent any thing that intends to laughter, more then I inuent, or is inuēted on me, I am not only witty in my selfe, but the cause that wit is in other men. I do here walk before thee, like a sow that hath ouerwhelmd al her litter but one, if the prince put thee into my seruice for any other reason then to sett me off, why then I haue no iudgement thou horeson mandrake, thou art sitter to be worne in my cap, then to wait at my heels I was neuer manned with an agot till now, but I wil in-set you, neither in golde nor siluer, but in vile apparell, and send you backe againe to your master for a iewell, the uenall the prince your master, whose chin is not yet fledge, I will sooner haue a beard grow in the palme of my hand, then he shal get one off his cheek, & yet he will not sticke to say his face is a face royal, God may finish it when he will, tis not a haire amisse yet, he may keepe it still at a face royall, for a barber shall neuer earne sixpence out of it, and yet heele be crowing as if he had writte man euer since his father was a batcheler, he may keepe his owne grace, but hees almost out of mine I can assure him: what said master Dommelton about the sattin for my short cloake and my sloppes? He saide sir, you should procure him better assurance then Bardolfe, he would not take his band and yours, he liked not the securitie.