Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Merry Wives of Windsor · chunk 20 of 42

Shakespeare, William · published 1630 · first performed or written 1597 [Apr 23] (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.81 · 489 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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

Disarm them, and let them question; let them keep their limbs whole, and hack our English. I pray you let-a-mee speak a word with your ear; uherefore vill you not meet a me? I Pray you use your patience in good time. By gar, you are de Coward: de Jacke dog: John Ape. Pray you let us not be laughingstocks to other men's humours; I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends; I will knog your urinal about your knave's Cogs-combe. Diable; jack Rugby: mine Host de Jarteer; have I not stay for him, to kill him? Have I not at de place I did appoint? As I am a Christians soul, now look you; this is the place appointed, i'll be judgement by mine Host of the Garter. Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh, Soule-Curer, and Body-Curer. I, dat is very good, excellant. Peace, I say, hear mine Host of the Garter, Am I politic? Am I subtle? Am I a Machiuell? Shall lose my Doctor? No, he gives me the Potions and the Motions. Shall I lose my Parson? my Priest? my Sir Hugh? No, he gives me the proverbs, and the No verbs. Give me thy hand (celestial) so; boys of Art, I have deceived you both; I have directed you to wrong places; your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole, and let burned sack be the issue; Come▪ lay their swords to pawn; fellow me, Lad of peace, follow, follow, follow▪ Trust me, a mad Host: follow Gentlemen, follow. O sweet Anne Page. Ha'do I perceive dat? Have you make-a-de. sot of us, ha', ha'? This is well, he has made us his ulowting-stog: I desire you that we may be friends; and let us knog our praines together to be revenge on this same scall scuruycogging-companion the Host of the Garter. By gar, with all my heart; he promise to bring me where is Anne Page, by gar he deceive me too. Well, I will smite his noddles; pray you follow. Nay keep your way (little Gallant) you were wont to be a follower; but now you are a Leader: whether had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your master's heels? I had rather (forsooth, go before you like a man▪ Courtier. then follow him like a dwarf. O you are a flattering boy, now I see you'll be a Well met mistress Page, whether go you. Truly Sir, to see your wife, is she at home? I, and as idle as she may hang together for want of company; I think if your husbands were dead, you two would marry. Be sure of that, two other husbands. Where had you this pretty weathercock? I cannot tell what (the dickens) his name is my husband had him of, what do you call your knight's name sirrah? Sir Iohn Falstaff. Sir Iohn Falstafe.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Merry Wives of Windsor
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1630
First performance / composition (Annals)1597 [Apr 23]
First performance (BritDrama)1597 [1597-1602] [revised after 1606]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 428 · TCP A11988 · DEEP 330
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 523–549 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 20 of 42 in this edition
Length489 words · 686 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T3 — Sickness, physic and doctors cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.808 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Diſarme them, and let them queſtion; let them keepe their limbs whole, and hacke our Engliſh. I pray you let-a-mee ſpeake a word with your eare; vherefore vill you not meet a me? I Pray you vſe your patience in good time. By gar, you are de Coward: de Iacke dog: Iohn Ape. Pray you let vs not be laughing-ſtocks to other mens humors; I deſire you in friendſhip, and I will one way or other make you amends; I will knog your Vrinal about your knaues Cogs-combe. Diable; Iack Rugby: mine Hoſt de Iarteer; haue I not ſtay for him, to kill him? haue I not at de place I did appoint? As I am a Chriſtians ſoule, now looke you; this is the place appointed, ile be iudgement by mine Hoſt of the Garter. Peace, I ſay, Gallia and Gaule, French and Welch, Soule-Curer, and Body-Curer. I, dat is very good, excellant. Peace, I ſay, heare mine Hoſt of the Garter, Am I politicke? Am I ſubtle? Am I a Machiuell? Shall looſe my Doctor? No, he giues me the Potions and the Motions. Shall I looſe my Parſon? my Prieſt? my Sir Hugh? No, hee giues me the Prouerbes, and the No verbes. Giue me thy hand (Celeſtiall) ſo; Boyes of Art, I haue deceiu'd you both; I haue directed you to wrong places; your hearts are mighty, your skinnes are whole, and let burn'd Sacke be the iſſue; Come▪ lay their ſwords to pawne; Follow me, Lad of peace, follow, follow, follow▪ Truſt me, a mad Hoſt: follow Gentlemen, follow. O ſweet Anne Page. Ha'do I perceiue dat? Haue you make-a-de. ſot of vs, ha, ha? This is well, he has made vs his vlowting-ſtog: I deſire you that we may be friends; and let vs knog our praines together to be reuenge on this ſame ſcall ſcuruycogging-companion the Hoſt of the Garter. By gar, with all my heart; he promiſe to bring mee where is Anne Page, by gar he deceiue me too. Well, I will ſmite his noddles; pray you follow. Nay keepe your way (little Gallant) you were wont to be a follower; but now you are a Leader: whether had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your maſters heeles? I had rather (forſooth, goe before you like a man▪ Courtier. then follow him like a dwarfe. O you are a flattering boy, now I ſee you'l be a Well met miſtris Page, whether go you. Truly Sir, to ſee your wife, is ſhe at home? I, and as idle as ſhe may hang together for want of companie; I thinke if your husbands were dead, you two would marry. Be ſure of that, two other husbands. Where had you this pretty weather-cocke? I cannot tell what (the dickens) his name is my husband had him of, what doe you cal your Knights name ſirrah? Sir Iohn Falſtaffe. Sir Iohn Falſtafe.