Wager, William · published 1570 · first performed or written 1560 [c.1559-c.1570] (Annals) moral T3 Sickness, physic and doctors typicality 0.82 · 512 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
By your leave my masters, me thinks it is no time to jest: Stand back I pray you, and do not me molest. Passion of me masters, count you this a play? One of you quickly bring me hither a Key. Some drink, Aqua vitae, if it may be got: With speed let us have some drink that is hot. Nay, I told you before he was past remedy. Not there is life in him, yet I see verily. Run I pray you and fetch such things as we lack: Some drink and a pillow to lay at his back. Here is drink and all things ready at hand: Give me room I pray you, out of my light stand. Iesu mercy, lo how busy master Phesition is: Here you Sir? is it not best you look on his pis. Good fellow be content, I pray thee heartily: Thou art disposed to jest me think verily. Good fellow? goodman whoball, I will make you change your note Before that for your labour you get the value of a groat. What how worldly man, in God's name I say: Look up for the love of God, do not like a beast decay. Who is there? what art thou that callest me? Marry Sir, master Flebishiten, Physician is come & it was he O sirs, sirs, I fear me all this labour is in vain: You might have let me go, I was well out of my pain. O master Physician, how think you? what say you to me? By my truth there is no remedy but one, that I can see. You must put your will to Gods will I can say no more: Why? foolish Physician he knew that well enough before. What sayst thou? is there no remedy but I must die? No Sir by my truth, as far as I can see or espy. God may do much, for he is omnipotent: But you are past help in this world in man's judgement. What the devil dost thou here? then get thee away: Depart Physician, and thou haste no more to say. I trust then, Sir you will content me for my pains taking: You shall have a new loaf, at the maids next baking. Go thy ways I pray thee and trouble not my mind: For these news, to give thee any thing, in my heart I cannot find Good Lord have mercy on thee, belike it is to late to amend: In wickedness thou hast lived, even so thou wilt end. Gentleman, I trust you will not see me lose my labour: Gentleman go as you came, you are not so much in my favour A common saying in deed, that is like unto like: A wicked M. for wicked servants, God must needs strike O Sirs, is there no remedy? what shall I say? Is it not best I set all things at a stay? Yes make sure work of that while as you be here: It is time in deed, for death in you doth appear.
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Length
512 words · 630 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T3 — Sickness, physic and doctorscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.823 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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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)
By your leaue my maiſters, me thinks it is no time to ieſt: Stand back I pray you, and doo not me moleſt. Paſſion of me maiſters, count you this a play? One of you quickly bring me hether a Key. Some drink, Aqua vitae, if it may be got: With ſpeed let vs haue ſome drink that is hot. Nay, I tolde you before he was paſt remedy. No there is life in him, yet I ſee verily. Run I pray you and fetch ſuch things as we lack: Some drink and a pillow to lay at his back. Héer is drink and all things redy at hand: Giue me rowme I pray you, out of my light ſtand. Ieſu mercy, lo how buſy maiſter Pheſicion is: Heer you Sir? is it not beſt you look on his pis. Good felow be content, I pray thée hartely: Thou art diſpoſed to ieſt me think verily. Good felow? goodman whoball, I wil make you chaunge your note Before that for your labour you get the value of a grote. What howe worldly man, in Gods name I ſay: Look vp for the looue of God, doo not like a beaſt decay. Who is there? what art thou that calleſt me? Mary Sir, maiſter Flebiſhiten, Phiſicion is come & it was he Oh ſirs, ſirs, I fear me all this labour is in vain: You might haue let me go, I was wel out of my pain. Oh maiſter Phiſicion, how think you? what ſay you to me? By my trueth there is no remedy but one, that I can ſée. You muſt put your wil to Gods wil I can ſay no more: Why? fooliſh Phiſicion he knew that wel inough before. What ſaiſt thou? is there no remedy but I muſt dye? No Sir by my trueth, as far as I can ſée or eſpye. God may doo much, for he is omnipotent: But you are paſt help in this world in mans iudgement. What the deuil dooſt thou héer? then get thée away: Departe Phiſicion, and thou haſte no more to ſay. I truſt then, Sir you wil content me for my paines taking: You ſhall haue a new lofe, at the maids next baking. Go thy waies I pray thée and trouble not my minde: For theſe newes, to giue thée any thing, in my hart I cannot finde Good Lord haue mercy on thée, belike it is to late to amend: In wickednes thou haſt liued, euen ſo thou wilt end. Gentleman, I truſt you wil not ſee me looſe my labour: Gentleman go as you came, you are not ſo much in my fauour A common ſaying in déed, that is like vnto like: A wicked M. for wicked ſeruants, God muſt néeds ſtrike Oh Sirs, is there no remedy? what ſhall I ſay? Is it not beſt I ſet all things at a ſtay? Yes make ſure woork of that while as you be héer: It is time in déed, for death in you dooth appéer.