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I was not born under a rhyming planet.

      — Much Ado about Nothing, Act V Scene 2

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KEYWORD: doctor

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Cymbeline
[I, 5]

Queen

494

Dispatch.
[Exeunt Ladies]
Now, master doctor, have you brought those drugs?

2

Cymbeline
[I, 5]

Queen

504

I wonder, doctor,
Thou ask'st me such a question. Have I not been
Thy pupil long? Hast thou not learn'd me how
To make perfumes? distil? preserve? yea, so
That our great king himself doth woo me oft
For my confections? Having thus far proceeded,—
Unless thou think'st me devilish—is't not meet
That I did amplify my judgment in
Other conclusions? I will try the forces
Of these thy compounds on such creatures as
We count not worth the hanging, but none human,
To try the vigour of them and apply
Allayments to their act, and by them gather
Their several virtues and effects.

3

Cymbeline
[I, 5]

Queen

522

O, content thee.
[Enter PISANIO]
[Aside]
Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him
Will I first work: he's for his master,
An enemy to my son. How now, Pisanio!
Doctor, your service for this time is ended;
Take your own way.

4

Cymbeline
[I, 5]

Queen

546

No further service, doctor,
Until I send for thee.

5

Cymbeline
[V, 5]

Cymbeline

3401

Who worse than a physician
Would this report become? But I consider,
By medicine life may be prolong'd, yet death
Will seize the doctor too. How ended she?

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