Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

All Fools · chunk 24 of 38

Chapman, George · published 1605 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · before the Court
T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.79 · 489 words

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

God save you signor Darioto, I know you not Sir, your name I pray? My name is Pock Sir; a practitioner in Surgery, Pock the Surgeon, you're welcome Sir, I know a Doctor of your name master Pocke. My name has made many doctor's Sir. Indeed 'tis a worshipful name. Mary is it, and of an ancient descent. Faith Sir I could fetch my pedigree far, if I were so disposed. Out of France at least. And if I stood on my arms as others do, No do not Pock, let other stand a their arms, and thou a thy legs as long as thou canst. Though I live by my bare practice, yet I could show good cards for my Gentility. Tush thou canst not shake off thy gentry Pock, 'tis bred i'th' bone; but to the main Pock; what thinkest thou of this gentleman's wound, Pock canst thou cure it Pock. The incision is not deep, nor the Orifice exorbitant, the Pericranion is not dislocated, I warrant his life for forty crowns, without perishing of any joint. Faith Pock, 'tis a joint I would be loath to lose, for the best joint of Mutton in Italy. Would such a scratch as this hazards a man's head? I by’r lady Sir, I have known some have lost there heads for a less matter I can tell you, therefore sir you must keep good diet: if you please to come home to my house till you be perfectly cured, I shall have the more care on you. That's your only course to have it well quickly. By what time would he have it well sir. A very necessary question, canst thou limit the time. O sir, cures are like causes in law, which may be lengthened or shortened at the discretion of the Lawyer, he can either keep it green with replications or rejoinders, or sometimes skin it fair a'th' outside for fashion sake, but so he may be sure 'twill break out again by a writ of error, and then has he his suit new to begin, but I will covenant with you, that by such a time I'll make your head as sound as a Bell, I will bring it to suppuration, and after I will make it coagulate and grow to a perfect cicatrice, and all within these ten days, so you keep a good diet. Well come Pock, we'll talk farther on't within, it draws near dinner time; what's o'clock boy? By your clock sir it should be almost one, for your head rung noon some half hour ago. Is't true sir? Away let him alone, though he came in at the window he sets the gates of your honour open I can tell you. Come in Pock, come, apply; and for this deed I'll give the Knave a wound shall never bleed: So sir I think this knock rings loud acquittance, For my ridiculous.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayAll Fools
AuthorChapman, George
Publication year (edition)1605
First performance / composition (Annals)1601
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [late]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
Theaterbefore the Court;Blackfriars;
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 518 · TCP A18400 · DEEP 407
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1402–1430 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 38 in this edition
Length489 words · 638 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T3 — Sickness, physic and doctors cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.792 (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)
God saue you Signior Darioto, I know you not Sir, your name I pray? My name is Pock Sir; a practitioner in Surg, Pock the Surgeon, y'are welcome Sir, I know a Doctor of your name maister Pocke. My name has made many Doctors Sir. Indeede tis a worshipfull name. Mary is it, and of an auncient discent. Faith Sir I could fetch my pedigree far, if I were so dispos'd. Out of France at least. And if I stood on my armes as others doe, No doe not Pock, let other stand a their armes, and thou a thy legs as long as thou canst. Though I liue by my bare practise, yet I could shew good cardes for my Gentilitie. Tush thou canst not shake off thy gentry Pock, tis bred i'th bone; but to the maine Pock; what thinkest thou of this gentlemans wound, Pock canst thou cure it Pock. The incision is not deepe, nor the Orifice exorbitant, the Pericranion is not dislocated, I warrant his life for forty crownes, without perishing of any . Faith Pock, tis a ioynt I would be loath to loose, for the best ioynt of Mutton in Italy. Would such a scratch as this hazards a mans head? I Byr-lady Sir, I haue knowen some haue lost there heads for a lesse matter I can tell you, therefore sir you must keepe good dyet: if you please to come home to my house till you be perfectly cur'd, I shall haue the more care on you. Thats your onely course to haue it well quickly. By what time would he haue it well sir. A very necessary question, canst thou limit the time. O sir, cures are like causes in law, which may be lengthned or shortned at the discretion of the Lawyer, he can either keepe it greene with replications or reioinders, or sometimes skinne it faire a'th outside for fashion sake, but so he may be sure 'twill breake out againe by a writt of error, and then has he his suite new to begin, but I will couenant with you, that by such a time Ile make your head as sound as a Bell, I will bring it to suppuration, and after I will make it coagulate and growe to a perfect Cycatrice, and all within these ten dayes, o you keepe a good dyet. Well come Pock, weele talke farther on't within, it drawes neere dinner time; what's a clock boye? By your clock sir it should be almost one, for your head rung noone some halfe houre agoe. Ist true sir? Away let him alone, though he came in at the window he sets the gates of your honor open I can tell you. Come in Pock, come, apply; and for this deede Ile giue the Knaue a wound shall neuer bleed: So sir I thinke this knock rings lowd acquittance, For my ridiculouse.