Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1597 [c.1597-1598] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.77 · 477 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
Sir Iohn Falstaff, a word with you. My good Lord, God give your lordship good time of day, I am glad to see your lordship abroad, I heard say your lordship was sick, I hope your lordship goes abroad by advise, your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of an aguein you, some relish of the saltness of time in you, and I most humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverend care of your health. Sir Iohn, I sent for you before your expedition to Shrewsbury. An'dt please your lordship, I hear his majesty is returned with some discomfort from Wales. I talk not of his majesty, you would not come when I sent for you. And I hear moreover, his highness is fallen into this same whoreson a poplexi. Well, God mend him, I pray you let me speak with you. This appoplexi as I take it? is a kind of lethargy, and't please your lordship, a kind of sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling. What tell you me of it, be it as it is. It hath it original from much grief from study▪ and perturbation of the brain, I have read the cause of his effects in Galen, it is a kind of deafness. I think you are fallen into the disease, for you hear not what I say to you. Very well my lord, very well, rather and't please you it is the disease of not listening the malady of not marking that I am troubled withal. To punish you by the heels, would amend the attention of your ears, and I care not if I do become your physician. I am as poor as Iob my lord, but not so patient, your Lordship may minister the potion of imprisonment to me, in respect of poverty, but how I should be your patient to follow your prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of a scruple or indeed a scruple itself. I sent for you when there were matters against you for your life to come speak with me. As I was then advised by my learned counsel in the laws of this land service, I did not come. Well, the truth is sir Iohn, you live in great infamy. He that buckles himself in my belt cannot live in less. Your means are very slender, and your waste is great. I would it were otherwise, I would my means were greater and my waste slender. You have misled the youthful prince. The young prince hath misled me, I am the fellow with the great belly, and he my dog. Well, I am loath to gall a new healed wound, your days service at Shrewsbury, hath a little guilded over your night's exploit on Gadshill, you may thank th'unquiet time, for your quiet oreposting that action.
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Length
477 words · 612 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.773 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T3 · seed 44: T4 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Si Iohn Falstaffe, a word with you. My good Lord, God giue your lordship good time of day, I am glad to see your lordship abroade, I heard say your lordship was sicke, I hope your lordship goes abroade by aduise, your lordship, though not clean past your youth, haue yet some smack of an aguein you, some relish of the saltnes of time in you, and I most humbly beseech your lordship to haue a reuerend care of your health. Sir Iohn, I sent for you before your expedition to Shrewsbury. Andt please your lorship, I heare his maiesty is returnd with some discomfort from Wales. I talke not of his maiesty, you would not come when I sent for you. And I heare moreouer, his highnes is falne into this same horson a poplexi. Well, God mend him, I pray you let me speake with you. This appoplexi as I take it? is a kind of lethergie, and't please your lordship, a kind of sleeping in the bloud, a horson tingling. What tell you me of it, be it as it is. It hath it originall from much griefe from study▪ and perturbation of the braine, I haue read the cause of his effects in Galen, it is a kind of deafenes. I think you are falne into the disease, for you heare no what I say to you. Very wel my lord, very wel, rather and't please you it is the disease of not listning the maladie of not marking that I am troubled withall. To punish you by the heeles, would amend the attention of your eares, and I care not if I doe become your phisitian. I am as poore as Iob my lord, but not so pacient, your Lordship may minister the potion of imprisonment to me, in respect of pouerty, but how I should be your pacient to follow your prescriptions, the wise may make som dramme of a scruple or indeede a scruple it selfe. I sent for you when there were matters against you for your life to come speake with me. As I was then aduisde by my learned counsail in the lawes of this land seruice, I did not come. Wel, the truth is sir Iohn, you liue in great infamy. He that buckles himselfe in my belt cannot liue in lesse. Your meanes are very slender, and your waste is great. I would it were otherwise, I would my meanes were greater and my waste slender. You haue misled the youthfull prince. The yong prince hath misled me, I am the felow with the great belly, and he my dogge. Wel, I am loth to gall a new heald wound, your daies seruice at Shrewsbury, hath a little guilded ouer your nights exploit on Gadshill, you may thanke thvnquiet time, for your quiet oreposting that action.