Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice) · chunk 29 of 39

Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1596 [1596-1598] (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.75 · 456 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.

No, none that thou hast wit enough to make▪ O be thou damned, inexecrable dog, And for thy life let justice be accused; Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith, to hold opinion with Pythagoras, that souls of Animals infuse themselves into the trunks of men: Thy currish spirit governed a Wolf, who hanged for humane slaughter even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet, and whilst thou layest in thy unhallowed dam; infused itself in thee: for thy desires are wolvish, bloody, starved, and ravenous. Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond, Thou but offendest thy lungs to speak so loud: Repair thy wit good youth, or it will fall to cureless ruin. I stand here for law. This letter from Bellario doth commend a young and learned Doctor to our Court: Where is he? He attendeth here hard by to know your answer whether you'll admit him. With all my heart: some three or four of you go give him courteous conduct to this place, mean time the Court shall hear Bellarios letter. Your Grace shall understand, that at the receipt of your letter I am very sick, but in the instant that your messenger came, in loving visitation was with me a young Doctor of Rome, his name is Balthazer: I acquainted him with the cause in controversy between the Iew and Anthonio the Merchant, we turned over many books together, he is furnished with my opinion, which bettered with his own learning, the greatness whereof I cannot enough commend, comes with him at my importunity, to fill up your grace's request in my stead. I beseech you let his lack of years be no impediment to let him lack a reverend estimation, for I never knew so young a body with so old a head: I leave him to your gracious acceptance, whose trial shall better publish his commendation. You hear the learned Bellario what he writes, and here I take it is the doctor come. Give me your hand, come you from old Bellario? I did my Lord. You are welcome, take your place: are you acquainted with the difference that holds this present question in the Court. I am informed thoroughly of the cause, which is the Merchant here? and which the Iew? Anthonio and old Shylocke, both stand forth. Is your name Shylocke? Shylocke is my name. Of a strange nature is the suit you follow, yet in such rule, that the Venetian law cannot impugn you as you do proceed. You stand within his danger, do you not. ay, so he says. Do you confess the bond? I do. Then must the Iew be merciful. On what compulsion must I, tell me that.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice)
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1600
First performance / composition (Annals)1596 [1596-1598]
First performance (BritDrama)1596 [1596-1598]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 391 · TCP A68727 · DEEP 301
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1240–1285 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 29 of 39 in this edition
Length456 words · 590 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T3 — Sickness, physic and doctors cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.749 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 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)
No, none that thou haſt wit enough to make▪ O be thou damnd, inexecrable dogge, And for thy life let iuſtice be accuſd; Thou almoſt mak'ſt me wauer in my faith, to hold opinion with Pythagoras, that ſoules of Animalls infuſe themſelues into the trunks of men: Thy curriſh ſpirit gouernd a Woolfe, who hangd for humaine ſlaughter euen from the gallowes did his fell ſoule fleete, and whileſt thou layeſt in thy vnhallowed dam; infuſd it ſelfe in thee: for thy deſires are vvoluiſh, bloody, ſtaru'd, and rauenous. Till thou canſt raile the ſeale from off my bond, Thou but offendſt thy lungs to ſpeake ſo loud: Repaire thy wit good youth, or it will fall to cureleſſe ruine. I ſtand heere for law. This letter from Bellario doth commend a young and learned Doctor to our Court: Where is he? He attendeth here hard by to know your aunſwer whether youle admit him. With all my hart: ſome three or foure of you goe giue him curteous conduct to this place, meane time the Court ſhall heare Bellarios letter. Your Grace ſhall vnderſtand, that at the receit of your letter I am very ſicke, but in the inſtant that your meſſenger came, in louing viſitation was with me a young Doctor of Rome, his name is Balthazer: I acquainted him with the cauſe in cōtrouerſie between the Iew and Anthonio the Merchant, wee turnd ore many bookes together, hee is furniſhed with my opinion, which bettered vvith his owne learning, the greatnes whereof I cannot enough commend, comes with him at my importunitie, to fill vp your graces requeſt in my ſtead. I beſeech you let his lacke of yeeres be no impediment to let him lacke a reuerend eſtimation, for I neuer knew ſo young a body with ſo olde a head: I leaue him to your gracious acceptance, whoſe tryall ſhall better publiſh his commendation. You heare the learnd Bellario what he writes, and heere I take it is the doctor come. Giue me your hand, come you from old Bellario? I did my Lord. You are welcome, take your place: are you acquainted with the difference that holds this preſent queſtion in the Court. I am enformed throughly of the cauſe, vvhich is the Merchant here? and which the Iew? Anthonio and old Shylocke, both ſtand forth. Is your name Shylocke? Shylocke is my name. Of a ſtrange nature is the ſute you follow, yet in ſuch rule, that the Venetian law cannot impugne you as you doe proceed. You ſtand within his danger, doe you not. I, ſo he ſayes. Doe you confeſſe the bond? I doe. Then muſt the Iew be mercifull. On what compulſion muſt I, tell me that.