The Gentleman Usher (Vincentio and Margaret) · chunk 29 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 0.79 · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
None but himself. My nephew Pogio now hath left his Grace. Good Doctor go, and bring him by his hand, (Which he will give you) to my longing eyes, 'tis strange, if this be true. The Prince I think, Yet knows not of your hurt. Yes wife, too well, See he is come; welcome my princely friend: I have been shot my Lord; but the seventh day The arrows head will fall out of my side, And I shall hue. I do not fear your life, But, Doctor, is it your opinion, That the seventh day the arrow head will out? No, 'tis not his opinion, 'tis my knowledge: For I do know it well; and I do wish Even for your only sake, my noble Lord, This were the seventh day; and I now were well, That I might be some strength to your hard state, For you have many perils to endure: Great is your danger; great; vour unjust ill Is passing foul and mortal; would to God My wound were something well, I might be with you, Nay do not whisper, I know what I say, Too well for you, my Lord; I wonder heaven Will let such violence threat an innocent life. whate'er it be, dear friend, so you be well, I will endure it all; your wounded state Is all the danger I fear towards me. Nay, mine is nothing; For the seventh day This arrow head will out, and I shall live, And so shall you, I think; but very hardly. It will be hardly, you will scape indeed. Be as will be; pray heaven your prophecy Be happily accomplished in yourself, And nothing then can come amiss to me. What says my Doctor? thinks he I say true? If your good Lordship could but rest a while, I would hope well. Yes, I shall rest I know, If that will help your judgement. Yes, it will, And good my Lord, let's help you in to try. You please me much, I shall sleep instantly. Why should the humorous boy forsake the chase? As if he took advantage of my absence, To some act that my presence would offend. I warrant you my Lord, 'tis to that end: And I believe he wrongs you in your love. Children presuming on their parents' kindness, Care not what unkind actions they commit Against their quiet: And were I as you, I would affright my son from these bold parts, And father him as I found his deserts. I swear I will: and can I prove he aims At any interruption in my love, I'll interrupt his life. We soon shall see, For I have made Madam Corteza search With picklocks, all the ladies' cabinets About Earl Lassos house; and if there be Traffic of love, twixt any one of them, And your suspected son; 'twill soon appear, In some sign of their amorous merchandise; See where she comes, loaded with gems & papers.
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 1707–1772 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 29 of 42 in this edition
Length
497 words · 633 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.794 (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)
None but himselfe. My nephew Pogio now hath left his Grace. Good Doctor go, and bring him by his hand, (Which he will giue you) to my longing eyes, Tis strange, if this be true. The Prince I thinke, Yet knowes not of your hurt. Yes wife, too well, See he is come; welcome my princely friend: I haue beene shot my Lord; but the euenth day The arrowes head will fall out of my side, And I shall hue. I doe not feare your life, But, Doctor, is it your opinion, That the seuenth day the arrow head will out? No, t'is not his opinion, t'is my knowledge: For I doe know it well; and I do wish Euen for your onely sake, my noble Lord, This were the seuenth day; and I now were well, That I might be some strength to your ard state, For you haue many perils to endure: Great is your danger; grea; vour vniustill Is passing foule and mortall; would to God My wound were something wel, I might be with you, Nay do not whisper, I know what I say, Too well for you, my Lor ▪ I wonder heauen Will let such violence threat an innocent life. What ere it be, deare friend, so you be well, I will endure it all; your wounded state Is all the daunger I feare towards me. Nay, mine is nothing; For the seuenth day This arow head will out, and I shall liue, And so shall you, I thinke; but verie hardly. It will be hardly, you will scape indeed. Be as will be; pray heauen your prophecie Be happily accomplished in your selfe, And nothing then can come amisse to me. What sayes my Doctor? thinks he I say true? If your good Lordship could but rest a while, I would hope well. Yes, I shall rest I know, If that will helpe your indgement. Yes, it will, And good my Lord, lets helpe you in to trie. You pease me mch, I shall sleepe instantly. Why should the humorous boy forsake the chace? As if he tooke aduantage of my absence, To some act that my preence would offend. I warrant you my Lord, t'is to that end: And I beleeue he wrongs you in your loue. Children presuming on their parents kindnesse, Care not what vnkind actions they commit Against their quiet: And were I as you, I would affright my sonne from these bold parts, And father him as I found his deserts. I sweare I will: and can I proue he aymes At any interruption in my loue, Ile his life. We soone shall see, For I haue made Madam Corteza search With pick-locks, all the Ladies Cabynets About Earle Lassos house; and f here be Traffique of loue, twixt any one of them, And yoūr suspected sonne; t'will soone appeare, In some signe of their amorous marchandise; See where she comes, loded with & paper.