Jonson, Ben · published 1612 · first performed or written 1610 (Annals) comedy · King's Men T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.76 · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
And the Widow? No, Not that I see. Away. O Sir, you are welcome. THe Doctor is within, a moving for you; I have had the most ado to win him to it; He swears, you'll be the Darling o'the Dice: He never heard her Highness dote, till now. Your Aunt has given you the most gracious words, That can be thought on. Shall I see her Grace? See her, and kiss her too. What? honest Nab! Hast brought the Damask? Nab. No Sir, here's Tobacco. 'Tis Well done. Thou'lt bring the Damasketoo? Yes, here's the Gentleman, Captain, Mr. Kastrill, I have brought to see the Doctor. Where's the Widow? Sir, as he likes, his Sister (he says) shall come. O, is it so? Good time. Is your name Kastrill, Sir? ay, and the best o'the Kastrills, I'd be sorry else, By fifteen hundred, a year Where is this Doctor? My mad Tobacco-Boy, here, tells me of one, That can do things. Has he any skill? Wherein, Sir? To carry a business, manage a Quarrel, fairly, Upon fit terms. It seems Sir, ye are but young About the town, that can make that a question. Sir, not so young, but I have heard some speech Of the angry Boys, and seene'hem take Tobacco; And in his shop: and I can take it too. And I would fain be one of'hem, and go down And practise i'the country. Sir, for the Duello, The Doctor, I assure you, shall inform you, To the least shadow of a hair: and show you, An Instrument he has, of his own making, Wherewith, no sooner shall you make report Of any Quarrel, but he will take the Height on't, Most instantly; and tell in what Degree, Of safety it lies in, or mortality. And, how it may be borne, whether in a right line, Or a halfe-circle; or may, else, be cast Into an angle blunt, if not acute: All this he will demonstrate. And then, Rules, To give, and take the Lie, by. How? to take it? Yes, in oblique, he'll show you; or in circle: But never in diameter. The whole Town Study his Theorems, and dispute them, ordinarily. At the eating Academies. But, does he teach Living, by the Wits, too? Any thing, what ever. You cannot think that subtlety, but he reads it. He made me a Captain; I was a stark Pimp, Iusto'your standing, 'fore I met with him: It i'not two months since. I'll tell you his method. First, He will enter you, at some Ordinary. No, I'll not come there. You shall pardon me. For why, Sir? There's gaming there, and tricks. Why, would you be A Gallant, and not game? ay, 'twill spend a man. Spend you? It will repair you, when you are spent. How do they live by their wits, there, that have vented Six times your fortunes? What, three thousand a year? ay, forty thousand.
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491 words · 711 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.755 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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And the Widdow? No, Not that I see. Away. O Sir, you are welcome. THe Doctor is within, a mouing for you; I haue had the most adoe to winne him to it; He sweares, you'll be the Dearling o'the Dice: He neuer heard her Highnes doate, till now. Your Aunt has gi'n you the most gracious words, That can be thought on. Shall I see her Grace? See her, and kisse her too. What? honest Nab! Ha'st brought the Damaske? Nab. No Sir, here's Tobacco. 'Tis Well done. Thou'lt bring the Damasketoo? Yes, here's the Gentleman, Captaine, Mr. Kastrill, I haue brought to see the Doctor. Where's the Widdow? Sir, as he likes, his Sister (he sayes) shall come. O, is it so? Good time. Is your name Kastrill, Sir? I, and the best o'the Kastrills, I'lld be sory else, By fifteene hundred, a yeare Where is this Doctor? My mad Tobacco-Boy, here, tells me of one, That can doe things. Has he any skill? Wherein, Sir? To cary a business, manage a Quarrell, fayrely, Vpon fit termes. It seemes Sir, yo' are but yong About the towne, that can make that a question. Sir, not so yong, but I haue heard some speech Of the angry Boyes, and seene'hem take Tobacco; And in his shop: and I can take it too. And I would faine be one of'hem, and goe downe And practise i'the countrey. Sir, for the Duello, The Doctor, I assure you, shall informe you, To the least shadow of a hayre: and shew you, An Instrument he has, of his owne making, Wherewith, no sooner shall you make report Of any Quarrell, but he will take the Height on't, Most instantly; and tell in what Degree, Of saf'ty it lies in, or mortalitie. And, how it may be borne, whether in a right line, Or a halfe-circle; or may, else, be cast Into an angle blunt, if not acute: All this he will demonstrate. And then, Rules, To giue, and take the Lie, by. How? to take it? Yes, in oblique, hee'll shew you; or in circle: But neuer in diameter. The whole Towne Study his Theoremes, and dispute them, ordinarily. At the eating Academies. But, dos he teach Liuing, by the Witts, too? Any thing, what euer. You cannot thinke that subtilty, but he reades it. He made me a Captaine; I was a starke Pimpe, Iusto'your standing, 'fore I met with him: It i'not two months since. I'll tell you his method. First, Hee will enter you, at some Ordinarie. No, I'll not come there. You shall pardon me. For why, Sir? There's gaming there, and tricks. Why, would you be A Gallant, and not game? I, 'twill spend a man. Spend you? It will repayre you, when you are spent. How doe they liue by their wits, there, that haue vented Sixe times your fortunes? What, three thousand a yeare? I, forty thousand.