Sharpham, Edward · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.80 · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
Save you signor. You're welcome sir, what do ye lack? I want a service, and am by my profession an Apothecary, and shall be glad to be entertained by you. What country man art thou? I am a Florentine borne. Thou art my Country man, and therefore welcome and in happy time, for I am bound for Italy, and want a man to take charge of my Shop, only this is all: I shall require of you, be careful of your cares, and obedient to your Mistress. I shall remember still not to forget what you give me in charge. What is thy name? Iacomo. Well Iacomo, if I find thee honest thou shalt find me liberal. I would be loath to be found otherwise. Continue so, I prithee, and so farewell Iaques, but i'll inform my wife before I go to respect thee according to thy merit. Now come away my Customers, I hope I am fitted for an Apothecary s'hart I think i'm turned conjuror, for I have no sooner called, but the Devils are appeared, what do ye lack Gentlemen? Where's your Master fellow? My Master is gone into Italie sir, but if you want any thing, i'll use you well, if you want any drugs to make Lotions, any Restringent Powders, any Aqua Mirabilis, any Cordial receipts, or any Precious poisons? What poisons have you? Excellent good sir, as ever was tasted, look you sir, this poisons by the smell, this by the sight, and this by the tastes. Come give me some of this that poisons by the taste, but how must I use it? Put it into a little wine, and drink it, 'twill bring you into a long sleep. But art sure 'twill poison a man? Am I sure on't? why take't upon my credit, 'twill poison any vermin, except it be a woman, for 'twill poison a Cat sir. Why a Cat hath nine lives sir, and wilt not poison a woman, seeing 'twill poison a Cat? O no, why a woman hath nine Cats lives, a woman hath more lives than a horse hath diseases, and she will be sometimes in as many minds in an hour, as she has lives. What times are those? When she's left a rich merchants Widow, commonly, and hath many suitors, she will in her mind marry three or four and fifty of 'em in an afternoon, and threescore more, when she goes to bed, yet in the morning she'll have none of them all, but go to Church before day, and marry her Prentice for the good service 'a did her in her husband's time. Well, but what's the price of your poison? There's an ounce will cost you a French crown sir. 'tis very dear. O sir 'tis very cheap, considering the goodness on't. Yea? is there good in ill? O sir, ay, in many things the better the worser.
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Length
487 words · 648 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.799 (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)
Saue you Signior. Y`are welcome sir, what doe ye lacke? I want a seruice, and am by my profession an Apothecarie, and shall be glad to be intertained by you. What countrie man art thou? I am a Florentine borne. Thou art my Countrie man, and therefore welcom and in happie time, for I am bound for Italy, and want a man to take charge of my Shop, onely this is all: I shall require of you, bee carefull of your cares, and obedient to your Mistresse. I shall remember still not to forget what you giue me in charge. What is thy name? Iacomo. Well Iacomo, if I finde thee honest thou shalt find me liberall. I would be loath to be found otherwise. Continue so, I prethee, and so farwell Iaques, but ile enforme my wife before I goe to respect thee according to thy merrit. Now come away my Customers, I hope I am fitted for an Apothecary▪ s'hart I thinke ime turnd coniurer, for I haue no sooner cal'd▪ but the Deuils are appeared, what do yee lacke Gentlemen? Where's your Maister fellow? My Maister is gone into Italie sir, but if you want any thing, ile vse you well, if you want any drugs to make Lotiums, any Restringent Powders, anie Aqua Mirabilis, any Cordiall receipts, or anie Pretious poysons? What poysons haue you? Excellent good sir, as euer was tasted, looke you sir, this poysons by the smell, this by the sight, and this by the tastes. Come giue mee some of this that poysons by the taste, but how must I vse it? Put it into a little wine, and drinke it, twill bring you into a long sleepe. But art sure twill poyson a man? Am I sure on't? why tak't vpon my credit, twil poison any vermine, except it be a woman, for twill poyson a Cat sir. Why a Cat hath nine liues sir, and wilt not poyson a woman, seeing twill poyson a Cat? O no, why a woman hath nine Cats liues, a woman hath more liues then a horse hath diseases, and she wil bee sometimes in as many mindes in an houre, as shee has liues. What times are those? When shee's left a rich Marchants Widdow, commonly, and hath many suiters, she will in her minde marrie three or foure and fiftie of a'm in an afternoone, and threescore more, when she goes to bed, yet in the morning sheele haue none of them all, but goe to Church before day, and marry her Prentice for the good seruice a did her in her Husbands time. VVell, but whats the price of your poyson? Theres an ounce will cost you a French crowne sir. Tis verie deere. O sir tis verie cheape, considering the goodnesse on't. Yea? is there good in ill? O sir, I, in many thinges the better the worser.