Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	daughter_n	king_n	queen_n	4,187	5	7.0732	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20088	A tragi-comedy: called, Match mee in London As it hath beene often presented; first, at the Bull in St. Iohns-street; and lately, at the Priuate-House in Drury-Lane, called the Phœnix Written by Tho: Dekker.; Match mee in London	Dekker, Thomas, ca. 1572-1632.	1631 (1631)	STC 6529; ESTC S105283	40,509	82

I am poyson'd sends To pay me soundly to preuent the worst Preseruatiue or poyson he drinkes first Enter Doctor Ioh Giue it him Va. No begin Ioh. What is 't Do. Cordiall Ioh. The Doctor shall begin quickly so heere Halfe this to both our deathes if 't come too late Va. I pledge them both death is a common fate Ioh. Shift hands is 't mortall Do. It strikes sure Ioh. Let it runne Va. 'T is downe Ioh. I 'me glad thy life 's not a span long How is 't Va. Worse Ioh. Better I doe feare this physick Like pardons for men hang'd is brought too late Do. Hee 's gone Ioh. Who 's without Do. Some of his men attending with his Caroach Ioh. Take helpe bestow the body in 't convey it To his owne house and there sir see you sweare You saw him in your presence fall dead heere Do. This I can safely sweare Ioh. Helpe then away Thou art next for none must liue that can betray Exeunt Flourish Enter King Queene Tormiella Ladies Iago Martines Fuentes and Alphonso King So sweetnesse I le now walke no longer with you Qu. Are you weary of my Company King Neuer shall Prithee keepe thy Chamber a while the Ayre bites Qu. 'T is because the Sunne shines not so hot as 't had wont King There 's some Cloud betweene then Qu. Yes and a horrible foule one King I see none but faire ones Qu. No! Looke yonder it comes from the City King Let it come by these Roses I am angry that you let me not go Qu. Nay look you your Grace takes all from me too pray Sir giue me my roses your Highnesse is too couetous King I must of necessitie haue one Qu. You shall so you take it of my choosing King I will so you choose that which I like Qu. Which will you haue the bud or that which is blown King The bud sure I loue no blowne ware Qu. Take your bud then Offers to goe and throwes it down King Doe you heare are you angry Qu. No you are jealous you are so loath to haue me out of your sight you need not for I keepe the fashion of the Kings of China who neuer walke abroad but besides their Attendants haue fiue or sixe as richly attired as themselues to cut off treason Kin. So Q. Here be others in the Troupe will bee taken for Queenes sooner then I Kin. You are vext I haue prefer'd a creature to you Qu. Who dares checke the Sunne if he make a stinking weed grow close to a bed of Violets vext not I and yet me thinkes you might giue me leaue to chuse mine owne women as well as you doe your men I commend no man to you for lifting joynestooles to be one of your guard King Your Muffe Qu. Take it good wife King You will make me angry good wife so take it Qu. Now I hope you 'l take it you need not scorne a Queenes leauings for a Queene has had yours King What! Qu. You see does your Maiestie frowne because I take it from her Come hither put your hand here so well met All friends now yet tho ty'd neuer so fast Being a bow knot it slips it selfe at last Exeunt Queene Tormiel Ladies and Mart. K. Is 't so wer 't thou a Diamond worth the world And ne're so hard yet thine owne Dust shall cut thee Goe call that Lady backe Alph. Which King Tormiella No doe not 'T is a Cocke the Lyon can fright The Hen do'st now the Case is alter'd quite Enter Doctor Do. Your gracious pardon to call backe a life That 's halfe lost with despaire King What hast thou done Do. Poyson'd a man King Whom hast thou poyson'd Do. The Queenes Father in law King Would it had beene the Daughter thou shalt feele A double death one heere and one in Hell Do. I must haue company with me then Don Iohn Your Highnesse Brother set against my throat Kin. Back Doct. His arm'd sword I had dy'd had I not done 't King Our Guard goe fetch Don Iohn our brother to Court Do. A word in your Highnesse eare King Search him Omn. He has nothing Do. I in stead of poyson Gaue him a sleepy Potion he 's preseru'd Don Iohn thinkes not the noble Admirall Feares plots against his life forbeares the Court But sends me to your Grace to bid you set Your footing stiffe and strongly for Don Iohn Trips at your life and Kingdome to his throat Valasco this will iustifie King He shall Goe you and fetch him secretly to Court Alphonso take the Doctor and returne Exeunt Death when Iago with your smoothest face Go greet Don Iohn from vs Say we haue worke of State both presently And closely bid him come Iago I shall Exit Enter Gazetto King How now what 's he giue vs leaue come hither We haue perus'd your paper Sir and thinke Your promises Spring-tides but we feare you 'll ebbe In your peformance Gaz. My deeds and speeches Sir Are lines drawne from one Center what I promise To doe I le doe or loose this King You giue me physicke after I 'm dead the Portugals and we Haue hung our drummes vp and you offer heere Models of Fortification as if a man Should when Warre 's done set vp an Armorors shop Gaz. I bid you set vp none Sir you may chuse King This fellow I le fitly cast i' th Villaines mold I find him crafty enuious poore and bold Into a Saw I le turne thee to cut downe All Trees which stand in my way what 's thy name Gaz. You may reade in my paper King Lupo Vindicado's Vmh nay we shall imploy you Merrit went neuer from vs with a forehead Wrinckled or sullen what place would you serue in Gaz. Any but one of your turne broaches I would not be one of your blacke Guard there 's too much fire in me already King You say you haue the Languages Gaz. Yes King What thinke you of an Intelligencer we 'll send you Gaz. To th' Gallowes I loue not to be hang'd in State King You hauing trauel'd as you said so farre And knowing so much I muse thou art so poore Gaz. Had the confusion of all tongues began In building me could I sing sweet in all I might goe beg and hang I ha' seene Turkes And Iewes and Christians but of all the Christians Haue driest hands they 'l see a Brother starue But giue Duckes to a water-Spaniell King Well obseru'd Come sir faith let 's crow together in what stamp Dost thou coyne all thy Languages Gaz. I doe speake English When I 'de moue pittie when dissemble Irish Dutch when I reele and tho I feed on scalions If I should brag Gentility I 'de gabble Welch If I betray I 'me French if full of braues They swell in loftie Spanish in neat Italian I Court my Wench my messe is all seru'd vp King Of what Religion art thou Gaz. Of yours King When you were in France Gaz. French King Without there Enter Alphonso