Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1610 (Annals) comedy · King's Men T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.77 · 488 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
What, and dost thou despair, my little NAB, Knowing, what the Doctor has set down for thee, And, seeing so many, o'the city, dubbed? One glass o'thy water, with a Madame, I know, Will have it done, What's her brother? a knight? No, sir, a gentleman, newly warm in his land, sir, Scarce cold in his one and twenty; that does govern His sister, here: and is a man himself Of some three thousand a year, and is come up To learn to quarrel, and to live by his wits, And will go down again, and die i' the country. How! to quarrel? Yes, sir, to carry quarrels, As gallants do, and manage 'em, by line. 'Slid, NAB! The Doctor is the only man In Christendom for him. He has made a table, With Mathematical demonstrations, Touching the Art of quarrels. He will give him An instrument to quarrel by. Go, bring 'em, both: Him, and his sister. And, for thee, with her The Doctor haply may persuade. Go to. shalt give his worship, a new damask suit Upon the premises. O, good Captain. He shall, He is the honestest fellow, Doctor. Stay not, No offers, bring the damask, and the parties. I'll try my power, sir. And thy will too, NAB. 'Tis good tobacco this! What is't an ounce? He'll send you a pound, Doctor. O, no. He will do't. It is the goodest soul. ABEL, about it. (Thou shalt know more anon. Away, be gone.) A miserable rogue, and lives with cheese, And has the worms. That was the cause indeed Why he came now. He dealt with me, in private, To get a medicine for'em. And shall, sir. This works. A wife, a wife, for one onvs, my dear Subtle: we'll e'en draw lots, and he, that fails, shall have The more in goods, the other has in tail. Rather the less. For she may be so light She may want grains. ay, or be such a burden, A man would scarce endure her, for the whole. Faith, best let's see her first, and then determine. Content. But DOL must ha' no breath on't. Mum. Away, you to your SURLY yonder, catch him. Pray god, I ha' not staid too long. I fear it. THese chastisements are common to the Saints, And such rebukes we of the Separation Must bear, with willing shoulders, as the trials Sent forth, to tempt our frailties. In pure zeal, I do not like the man: He is a heathen. And speaks the language of Canaan, truly. I think him a profane person, indeed. He bears The visible mark of the Beast, in his forehead. And for his Stone, it is a work of darkness, And, with Philisophie, blinds the eyes of man. Good Brother, we must bend unto all means, That may give furtherance, to the holy cause. Which his cannot: The sanctified cause Should have a sanctified course.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 1614–1683 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 22 of 40 in this edition
Length
488 words · 700 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.765 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
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)
What, and dost thou despaire, my little NAB, Knowing, what the Doctor has set downe for thee, And, seeing so many, o'the citie, dub'd? One glasse o'thy water, with a Madame, I know, Will haue it done, What's her brother? a knight? No, sir, a gentleman, newly warme in 'his land, sir, Scarse cold in his one and twentie; that do's gouerne His sister, here: and is a man himselfe Of some three thousand a yeere, and is come vp To learne to quarrell, and to liue by his wits, And will goe downe againe, and dye i' the countrey. How! to quarrell? Yes, sir, to carry quarrells, As gallants doe, and manage 'hem, by line. 'Slid, NAB! The Doctor is the onely man In Christendome for him. He has made a table, With Mathematicall demonstrations, Touching the Art of quarrells. He will giue him An instrument to quarrell by. Goe, bring 'hem, both: Him, and his sister. And, for thee, with her The Doctor happ'ly may perswade. Goe to. 'Shalt giue his worship, a new damaske suite Vpon the premisses. O, good Captaine. He shall, He is the honestest fellow, Doctor. Stay not, No offers, bring the damaske, and the parties. I'll trie my power, sir. And thy will too, NAB. 'Tis good tabacco this! What is't an ounce? He'll send you a pound, Doctor. O, no. He will do't. It is the gooddest soule. ABEL, about it. (Thou shalt know more anone. Away, be gone.) A miserable rogue, and liues with cheese, And has the wormes. That was the cause indeed Why he came now. He dealt with me, in priuate, To get a med'cine for'hem. And shall, sir. This workes. A wife, a wife, for one on'vs, my deare SVBTLE: Wee'll eene draw lots, and he, that failes, shall haue The more in goods, the other has in taile. Rather the lesse. For shee may be so light Shee may want graines. I, or be such a burden, A man would scarse endure her, for the whole. Faith, best let's see her first, and then determine. Content. But DOL must ha' no breath on't. Mum. Away, you to your SVRLY yonder, catch him. 'Pray god, I ha' not stai'd too long. I feare it. THese chastisements are common to the Saints, And such rebukes we of the Separation Must beare, with willing shoulders, as the trialls Sent forth, to tempt our frailties. In pure zeale, I doe not like the man: He is a heathen. And ſpeakes the language of Canaan, truely. I thinke him a prophane perſon, indeed. He beares The viſible marke of the Beast, in his fore-head. And for his Stone, it is a worke of darkneſſe, And, with Philiſophie, blinds the eyes of man. Good Brother, we muſt bend vnto all meanes, That may giue furtherance, to the holy cauſe. Which his cannot: The ſanctified cauſe Should haue a ſanctified courſe.