The Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice) · chunk 43 of 43
Shakespeare, William · published 1619 · first performed or written 1596 [1596-1598] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.73 · 486 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
I once did lend my body for his wealth, Which but for him that had your husband Ring, Had quite miscarried. I dare be bound again, My soul upon the forfeit, that your Lord Will never more break faith advisedly. Then you shall be his surety; give him this, And bid him keep it better than the other. Hear Lord Bassanio, swear to keep this Ring. By heaven it is the same I gave the Doctor. I had it of him; pardon me Bassanio, For by this ring the Doctor lay with me. And pardon me my gentle Gratiano, For that same scrubbed boy the doctor's clerk, In lieu of this, last night did lie with me. Why this is like the mending of high ways In summer, where the ways are fair enough. What, are we Cuckolds ere we have deserved it? Speak not so grossly, you are all amazed; Hear is a Letter, read it at your leisure, It comes from Padua from Bellario, There you shall find that Portia was the Doctor, Nerrissa there her clerk, Lorenzo here Shall witness I set forth as soon as you, And even but now returned; I have not yet Entered my house. Anthonio, you are welcome, And I have better news in store for you Then you expect; unseal this letter soon, There you shall find three of your Argosies Are richly come to harbour suddenly. You shall not know by what strange accident I chanced on this Letter. I am dumb. Were you the Doctor, and I knew you not? Were you the clerk that is to make me Cuckold? I, but the clerk that never means to do it, Unless he live until he be a man. (sweet Doctor) you shall be my bedfellow, When I am absent, then lie with my wife. Sweet Lady, you have given me life and living; For here I read for certain, that my Ships Are safely come to Rode. How now Lorenzo, My clerk hath some good comforts too for you. I, and i'll give them him without a fee, There do I give to you and Jessica From the rich Jew, a special deed of gift After his death, of all he dies possessed off. Fair Ladies, you drop Manna in the way Of starved people. It is almost morning, And yet I'm sure you are not satisfied Of these events at full. Let's go in, And charge us there upon intergotories, And we will answer all things faithfully. Let it be so, the first intergotory That my Nerrissa shall be sworn on, is, Whether till the next night she had rather stay, Or go to bed now, being two hours to day: But were the day come, I should wish it dark, That I were couching with the clerk. Well, while I live, i'll fear no other thing So sore, as keeping safe Nerrissas Ring.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 2215–2276 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 43 of 43 in this edition
Length
486 words · 616 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.733 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
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)
I once did lend my body for his wealth, Which but for him that had your husband Ring, Had quite miſcarried. I dare be bound againe, My ſoule vpon the forfet, that your Lord Will neuer more breake faith aduiſedly. Then you ſhall be his ſurety; giue him this, And bid him keepe it better then the other. Heere Lord Baſſanio, ſweare to keepe this Ring. By heauen it is the ſame I gaue the Doctor. I had it of him; pardon me Baſſanio, For by this ring the Doctor lay with me. And pardon me my gentle Gratiano, For that ſame ſcrubbed boy the Doctors Clarke, In lieu of this, laſt night did lie with me. Why this is like the mending of high wayes In ſummer, where the wayes are faire enough. What, are we Cuckolds ere we haue deſeru'd it? Speake not ſo groſſely, you are all amaz'd; Heere is a Letter, reade it at your leiſure, It comes from Padua from Bellario, There you ſhall finde that Portia was the Doctor, Nerriſſa there her Clarke, Lorenzo heere Shall witneſſe I ſet foorth as ſoone as you, And euen but now return'd; I haue not yet Entred my houſe. Anthonio, you are welcome, And I haue better newes in ſtore for you Then you expect; vnſeale this letter ſoone, There you ſhall finde three of your Argoſies Are richly come to harbour ſodainly. You ſhall not know by what ſtrange accident I chanced on this Letter. I am dumbe. Were you the Doctor, and I knew you not? Were you the Clarke that is to make me Cuckold? I, but the Clarke that neuer meanes to do it, Vnleſſe he liue vntill he be a man. (Sweete Doctor) you ſhall be my bed-fellow, When I am abſent, then lie with my wife. Sweet Lady, you haue giuen me life and liuing; For heere I reade for certaine, that my Ships Are ſafely come to Rode. How now Lorenzo, My Clarke hath ſome good comforts too for you. I, and ile giue them him without a fee, There do I giue to you and Ieſſica From the rich Iew, a ſpeciall deed of gift After his death, of all he dies poſſeſt off. Faire Ladies, you drop Manna in the way Of ſtarued people. It is almoſt morning, And yet Ime ſure you are not ſatisfied Of theſe euents at full. Let's go in, And charge vs there vpon intergotories, And we will anſwer all things faithfully. Let it be ſo, the firſt intergotory That my Nerriſſa ſhall be ſworne on, is, Whether till the next night ſhe had rather ſtay, Or go to bed now, being two houres to day: But were the day come, I ſhould wiſh it darke, That I were couching with the Clarke. Well, while I liue, ile feare no other thing So ſore, as keeping ſafe Nerriſſas Ring.