The Gentleman Usher (Vincentio and Margaret) · chunk 28 of 42
Chapman, George · published 1606 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) or Children of Paul’s (second) T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.81 · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
Cynanche, thy advise hath made me well; My free submission to the hand of heaven Makes it redeem me from the rage of pain. For though I know the malice of my wound Shoots still the same distemper through my veins, Yet the judicial patience I embrace, (In which my mind spreads her impassive powers Through all my suffering parts;) expels their frailty; And rendering up their whole life to my soul, Leaves me nought else but soul; and so like her, Free from the passions of my fuming blood. Would God you were so; and that too much pain. Were not the reason, you felt sense of none. Thinkst thou me mad Cynanche? for mad men, By pains ungoverned, have no sense of pain. But I, I tell you am quite contrary, Eased with well governing my submitted pain. Be cheered then wife; and look not for, in me, The manners of a common wounded man. Humility hath raised me to the stars; In which (as in a sort of Crystal Globes) I sit and see things hid from human sight. ay, even the very accidents to come Are present with my knowledge; the seventh day The arrow head will fall out of my side. The seventh day wife, the forked head will out. Would God it would my Lord, and leave you well Yes, the seventh day, I am assured it will: And I shall live, I know it; I thank heaven, I know it well; and i'll teach my physician, To build his cares hereafter upon heaven More than on earthly medicines; for I know Many things shown me from the opened skies, That pass all arts. Now my physician Is coming to me, he makes friendly haste; And I will well requite his care of me. How know you he is coming? Passing well; and that my dear friend lord Vincentio Will presently come see me too; i'll stay (My good physician) till my true friend come. Ay me, his talk is idle; and I fear, Foretells his reasonable Soul now leaves him. Bring my Physician in, he's at the door. Alas, there's no Physician. But I know it; See, he is come. How fares my worthy Lord? Good Doctor, I endure no pain at all, And the seventh day, the arrows head will out. Why should it fall out the seventh day my Lord? I know it; the seventh day it will not fail. I wish it may, my Lord. Yes, t'will be o, You come with purpose to take present leave, But you shall stay a while; my Lord Vincentio Would see you fain and now is coming hither: How knows your Lordship? have you sent for him? No but 'tis very true; he's now hard by, And will not hinder your affairs a whit. How want of rest distempers his light brain? Brings my Lord any train?
Children of the Chapel (second) or Children of Paul’s (second)
Genre (British Drama)
comedy
Play type
Boys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 533 · TCP A18413 · DEEP 419
Edition role
Representative edition — used in the analysis
Position
nodes 1648–1706 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 28 of 42 in this edition
Length
484 words · 617 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.805 (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)
Cynanche, thy aduise hath made me well; My free submission to the hand of heauen Makes it redeeme me from the rage of paine▪ For though I know the malice of my wound Shootes still the same distemper through my vain, Yet the Iudiciall patience I embrace, (In which my minde spreads her impassiue powres Through all my suffring parts;) expels their frail; And rendering vp their whole life to my soule, Leaues me nought else but soule; and so like her, Free from the passions of my ing blood. Would God you were so; and that too much payne. Were not the reason, you felt sence of none. Thinkst thou me mad Cynanche? for mad men, By paynes vngouernd, haue no sence of payne. But I, I tell you am quite contrary, Easde with well gouerning my submitted payne▪ Be cheerd then wife; and looke not for, in mee, The manners of a common wounded man. Humilitie hath raisde me to the starres; In which (as in a sort of Cristall Globes) I sit and see things hidde from humane sight. I, euen the very accidents to come Are present with my knowledge; the seuenth day The arrow head will fall out of my side. The seauenth day wife, the forked head will out. Would God it would my Lord, and leaue you we Yes, the seuenth day, I am assurd it will: And I shall liue, I know it; I thanke heauen, I knowe it well; and ile teach my phisition, To build his cares heereafter vpon heauen More then on earthly medcines; for I knowe Many things showne me from the op'ned skies, That passe all arts. Now my phisition Is comming to me, he makes friendly haste; And I will well requite his care of mee. How knowe you he is comming? Passing well; and that my deare friend lord Vincentio Will presently come see me too; ile stay (My good phisition) till my true friend come. Ay me, his talke is idle; and I feare, Foretells his reasonable Soule now leaues him. Bring my Physition in, hee's at the doore. Alas, theres no Physition. But I know it; See, he is come. How fares my worthy Lord? Good Doctor, I endure no paine at all, And the seauenth day, the arrowes head will out. Why should it fall out the seuenth day my Lord? I know it; the seuenth day it will not faile. I wish it may, my Lord. Yes, t'will be o, You come with purpose to take present leaue, But you shall stay a while; my Lord Vinceno Would see you faine and now is comming hither: How knowes your Lordship? haue you sent for him? No but t'is very true; hee's now hard by, And will not hinder your affaires a whit. How want of rest distempers his light braine? Brings my Lord any traine?