Selected quad for the lemma: duty_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
duty_n	call_v	day_n	time_n	2,715	5	4.1899	3	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A59527	The tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark as it is now acted at His Highness the Duke of York's Theatre / by William Shakespeare.	D'Avenant, William, Sir, 1606-1668.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616. Hamlet.	1676 (1676)	Wing S2950; ESTC R17530	61,735	94

give th' assay of arms against your Majesty Whereon old Norway overcome with joy Gives him threescore thousand Crowns in annual fee And his Commission to imploy those Souldiers So levied as before against the Pollack With an entreaty herein further shown That it might please you to give quiet pass Through your Dominions for this enterprize On such regards of safety and allowance As herein are set down King It likes us well And at our more considered time we 'll read Answer and think upon this business Mean time we thank you for your well took labour Go to your rest at night we 'll feast together Most welcome home Exeunt Embassadors Pol. This business is well ended My Liege and Madam to expostulate What Majesty sjould be what duty is Why day is day night night and time is time Were nothing but to waste night day and time Therefore brevity is the soul of wit And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes I will be brief your noble son is mad Mad call I it for to define true madness What is 't but to be nothing else but mad But let that go Queen More matter with less art Pol. Madam I swear I use no art at all That he 's mad 't is true 't is true 't is pity And pity 't is 't is true a foolish figure But farewel it for I will use no art Mad let us grant him them and now remains That we find out the cause of this effect Or rather say the cause of this defect For this effect defective comes by cause Thus it remains and the remainder thus Consider I have a daughter have while she is mine Who in her duty and obedience mark Hath given me this now gather and surmise Reads To the Celestial and my souls Idol the most beautified Ophelia That 's an ill phrase a vile phrase beautified is a vile phrase but you shall hear thus in her excellent white bosom These c. Queen Came this from Hamlet to her Pol. Good Madam stay a while I will be faithful Doubt thou the Stars are fire Letter Doubt that the Sun doth move Doubt truth to be a lyar But never doubt I love O dear Ophelia I am ill at these numbers I have not art to reckon my groans but that I love thee best O most best believe it adieu Thine evermore most dear Lady whilst this machine is to him Hamlet Pol. This in obedience hath my daughter shown me And more concerning his solicitings As they fell out by time by means and place All given to mine ear King But how hath she receiv'd his love Pol. What do you think of me King As of a man faithful and honourable Pol. I would fain prove so but what might you think When I had seen this hot love on the wing As I perceiv'd it I must tell you that Before my daughter told me what might you Or my dear Majesty your Queen here think If I had plaid the Desk or Table book Or given my heart a winking mute and dumb Or lookt upon this love with idle sight What might you think no I went round to work And my young Mistriss thus I charg'd Lord Hamlet is a Prince above thy sphere This must not be and then I precepts gave her That she should lock her self from his resort Admit no messengers receive no tokens Which done she took the fruits of my advice And he repell'd a short tale to make Full into a sadness then into a fast Thence to a watch then into a weakness Thence to a lightness and by this declension Into the madness wherein 〈◊〉 now haves And all we mourn for King Do you think 't is this Queen It may be very likely Pol. Hath there been such a time I would fain know that That I have positively said 't is so When it prov'd otherwise King Not that I know Pol. Take this from this if this be otherwise If circumstances lead me I will find Where truth is hid though it were hid indeed Within the centre King How may we try it further Pol. Sometimes he walks four hours together Here in the Lobby Queen So he does indeed Pol. At such a time I 'll loose my daughter to him Be you and I behind the Arras then Mark the encounter if he love her not And be not from his reason fal'n thereon Let me be no assistant for a State But keep a Farm and Carters King We will try it Enter Hamlet Queen But look where sadly the poor wretch comes reading Pol. Away I do beseech you both away Exit King and Queen I 'll board him presently Oh give me leave How does my good Lord Hamlet Ham. Excellent well Pol. Do you know me my Lord Ham. Excellent well you are a Fishmonger Pol. Not I my Lord. Ham. Then I would you were so honest a man Pol. Honest my Lord Ham. I Sir to be honest as this world goes Is to be one man pickt out of ten thousand Pol. That 's very true my Lord. Ham. For if the Sun breed maggots in a dead dog being a good kissing carrion Have you a daughter Pol. I have my Lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' th Sun conception is a blessing But as your daughter may conceive friend look to 't Pol. How say you by that still harping on my Daughter yet her knew me not at first but said I was a fish-monger he is far gone and truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for love very near this I 'le speak to him again What do you read my Lord Ham. Words words words Pol. What is the matter my Lord Ham. Between who Pol. I mean the matter that you read my Lord. Ham. Slanders Sir for the Satyrical Rogue says here that old men have gray beards that their faces are wrinkled their eyes purging thick Amber and Plum-tree Gum and that they have a plentiful lack of wit together with most weak 〈◊〉 all which Sir though I most powerfully and potently believe yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down for your self Sir shall grow old as I am if like a crab you could go backward Pol. Though this be madness yet there is method in 't will you walk out of the air my Lord Ham. Into my grave Pol. Indeed that 's out of the air how pregnant sometimes his replyes are a happiness that often madness hits on which reason and sanctity could not so happily be delivered of I will leave him and my daughter My Lord I will take my leave of you Ham. You cannot take from me any thing that I will not more willingly part withal except my life except my life except my life Enter Guildenstern and Rosencraus Pol. Fate you well my Lord. Ham. These tedious old fools Pol. You go to seek the Lord Hamlet there he is Ros Save you Sir Guil. My honoured Lord. Ros My most dear Lord. Ham. My excellent good friends how dost thou Guildenstern Ah Rosencraus good