Brome, Richard · published 1632 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Jul 29] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.81 · 472 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
Hold, hold. Pray hold a little sir. I cry you mercy. I might be mistaken. I see thou art a good fellow. I have half a dozen for thee faith. S'foot what big words and terrible action he has! Is this the bawd's language? Pray pardon me sir: I have been overwatched of late, and knew neither place, person, not what I said at the instant. Indeed? ay sir, 'tis an infirmity I am much troubled withal; a kind of a— between steep and waking— I know not what to call it. I would give twenty nobles to be cured on't. I pray take it not ill sir; I use any man so, when the fits on me, till they throughly wake me. What as I did now? by the ears? Are you come to yourself enough yet? or shall I help you further sir? No, 'tis very well now I thank you sir. Alas I put my Master to the pains, twice or thrice a week, I assure you, to my grief. A very strange disease! How might you get it? Faith I fell into 't first, with a conceit I took for overbuying a bargain of Drink. Your business with my Master sir? I pray. Only to speak with him from the Gentlewoman was here e'en now. I shall acquaint him with it. I shall be your servant. I pray pardon my error. And you my boldness. O not so sir. Well master Pimp I have a plot upon your employment, as bravely as you carry it. I know he is a Bawd by his outfacing. And I do humble and disguise my Manhood to work on him by policy: And if I put not a fine slur upon him for all his brave bravados, than Oliver Pate has no brains; nor is there any difference betwixt a serving-man and a Pandar.— What a Trimtram trick is this? the Master and the Man both brain-crazed; as the one used me, so did the other my Mistress. But I have brought this into a kind of civil sense again. Do we look like Bawds? There is some strange ground for this mistaking. I am sure she has ever been reputed a virtuous Gentlewoman; and has now the government, and bringing up of a Virgin, of a most hopeful goodness. And I think, I know myself; and dare beat any Man into a better construction of my quality. Now wit, and be thy will! Sir, my Master desires to be excused: for he is with some friends, on private business, concerning his Marriage; which is to be tomorrow. But says, if it please you to meet him in the Evening, between four, and five, in the great Palace; and conduct him to the Gentlewoman, he will attend her with his best service.
Blackfriars;Globe;Indoor Professional;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)
comedy
Play type
Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 981 · TCP A16924 · DEEP 793
Edition role
Representative edition — used in the analysis
Position
nodes 110–124 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 6 of 54 in this edition
Length
472 words · 608 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.809 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Hold, hold. Pray hold a little sir. I cry you mercy. I might bee mistaken. I see thou art a good fellow. I haue halfe a dozen for thee faith. S' foot what big words and terrible action he has! Is this the Bawds language? Pray pardon me sir: I haue beene overwatch'd of late, and knew neither place, person, not what I said at the instant. Indeed? I sir, tis an infirmity I am much troubled withall; a kind of a—betweene steepe and waking—I know not what to call it. I would giue tvventie nobles to bee cured on't. I pray take it not ill sir; I vse any man so, when the fits on mee, till they throughly wake mee. What as I did now? by the eares? Are you come to your selfe enough yet? or shall I helpe you further sir? No, tis very well now I thanke you sir. Alas I put my Master to the paines, twise or thrise a weeke, I assure you, to my griefe. A very strange disease! How might you get it? Faith I fell into 't first, with a conceit I tooke for overbuying a bargaine of Drinke. Your businesse with my Master sir? I pray. Onely to speake with him from the Gentlewoman was here eene now. I shall acquaint him with it. I shall be your seruant. I pray pardon my error. And you my boldnesse. O not so sir. Well master Pimp I haue a plot vpon your imployment, as brauely as you carry it. I know he is a Bawd by his out-facing. And I doe humble and disguise my Manhood to worke on him by policy: And if I put not a fine slurre vpon him for all his braue brauados, then Oliver Pate has no braines; nor is there any difference betwixt a Seruing-man and a Pandar.— What a Trim-tram trick is this? the Master and the Man both brain-cras'd; as the one vsed me, so did the other my Mistris. But I haue brought this into a kind of civill sense againe. Doe wee looke like Bawds? There is some strange ground for this mistaking. I am sure shee has ever beene reputed a vertuous Gentlewoman; and has now the governement, and bringing vp of a Virgin, of a most hopefull goodnesse. And I thinke, I know my selfe; and dare beat any Man into a better construction of my quality. Now wit, and bee thy will! Sir, my Master desires to bee excused: for he is with some friends, on priuate busines, concerning his Mariage; which is to be to morrow. But sayes, if it please you to meet him in the Euening, betweene foure, and fiue, in the great Pallace; and condnuct him to the Gentlewoman, hee will attend her with his best seruice.