Selected quad for the lemma: duty_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
duty_n	husband_n	let_v	wife_n	4,137	5	7.9298	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20133	Strange histories, or, Songs and sonnets, of kinges, princes, dukes, lords, ladyes, knights, and gentlemen and of certaine ladyes that were shepheards on Salisburie plaine : very pleasant either to be read or songe, and a most excellent warning for all estates / by Thomas Delone.	Deloney, Thomas, 1543?-1600.	1612 (1612)	STC 6568; ESTC S1079	30,294	97

thee greet The king will die least thou to him doe graunt thy loue To loue the king my husbands loue I should remooue It is true chastitie to loue My daughter deare But not true loue so charitably for to appeare His greatnes may beare out the shame But his Kingdome cannot buy out the blame he craues thy loue that may bereaue thy life It is my dutie to vrge thee this But not my honestie to yeild I wis I meane to die a true vnspotted wife Now hast thou spoke my daughter deare as I would haue Chastitie beareth a golden name vnto her graue And when vnto thy wedded Lord. thou proue vntrue Then let my bitter curses still thy soule pursue Then with a smilling cheere goe thou As right and reason doth allow yet show the king thou bearest no strumpets minde I goe deare father with a trice And by a sleight of fine deuise I le cause the King confesse that I am kinde Here comes the Lady of my life the King did say My father bids me soueraigne Lord your will obey And I consent if you will graunt one boone to me I graunt it thee my Lady faire what ere it be My husband is a liue you know First let me kill him ere I goe and at your commaund I will euer be Thy husband now in France doth rest No no he lies within my breast and being so nigh he will my falshood see With that she started from the king and tooke her knife And desperately she sought to rid her selfe of life The king vpstarted from his chaire her hand to stay O noble king you haue broke your worde with me this day Thou shalt not doe this deede quoth he Then will I neuer lie with thee no liue thou still and let me beare the blame Liue thou in honour and high estate With thy true Lord and wedded mate I neuer will attempt this suite againe The winning of the I le of Man by the Noble Earle of Salisburie Cant 12. To the tune of the Kings going to the Parliament THe Noble Earle of Salisbury With many a hardy knight Most valiauntly prepar'd himselfe against the Scots to fight With his Speare and his shield making his proud foes for to yeeld Fiercely on them all he ran to driue them from the I le of man Drumes stricking on a row Trumpets sounding as they goe tan ta ra ra ra tan Theire silken Ensignes in the field most gloriously were spred The Horsemen on their prauncing Steedes strucke many a Scotch-man dead The Browne-bils on their Corstlets ring the bowmen with the Gray-goose whing The lustie Launces the pierceing Speare the soft flesh of their foes doe teare Drumes stricking on a row Trumpets sounding as they goe tan ta ra ra ra tan The Battell was so fierce and hot the Scots for feare did flie And many a famous knight and Squire in goerie bloud did lie Some thinking to escape away did drowne themselues within the sea Some with many a bloudy wound lay gasping on the clayie ground Drumes stricking on a row Trumpets sounding as they goe tan ta ra ra ra tan Thus after may a braue exployt that day performd and done The noble Earle of Salisburie the I le of Man had wonne Returning then most gallantly with honour fame and victorie Like a Conquerour of fame to Court this warlike Champion came Drumes stricking on a row Trumpets sounding as they goe tan ta ra ra ra tan Our King reioycing at this act incontinent decreed To giue the Eearle this pleasant I le for his most valiaunt deed And foorthwith did cause him than for to be crowned King of Man Earle of Salisburie and King of Man by dignitie Drumes stricking on a row Trumpets sounding as they go tan ta ra ra ra tan Thus was the first King of Man that euer bore that name Knight of that princely garter blew and order of great fame Which braue King Edward did deuise and with his person royally Knights of the Garter are they cald and eke at Winsor so instald With princely royaltie great fame and dignitie this knight-hood still is held FINIS Cant. 13. Of Venus and Adonis To the tune of Crimson veluet VEnus faire did ride Siluer Doues they drew her By the pleasant Lawndes ere the Sunne did rise Vestaes beauty rich opened wide to view her Philomel records pleasant harmony Euery Bird of spring Chearefully did sing Papos Goddesse they salute Her loues Queene so faire Had of mirth no care for her sonne had made her mute In her brest so tender He a shaft did render when her eyes beheld a boy Adonis was he named By his mother shamed yet is he now Venus ioy Him alone she meets ready pre●● for hunting Him she kindly greetes and his iourney stayes Him she seekes to kisse no deuices wanting Him her eyes still woo'd him her tongue still prayes He with blushing red Hangeth downe his head not a kisse can he afford His face he turn'd away Silence sayd her nay still she woo'd him for a word Speake she sayd thou fairest Beauty thou impayrest see me I am pale and wan Louers all adore mee I for loue implore thee christall teares with that downe ran Him herewith she forst for to sit downe by her She his necke embrac'd gazing in his face He like one transformed stir'd no looke to eye her Euery Hearbe did woe him growing in that place Each Bird with ditty Prayed him for pittie in behalfe of Beauties Queene Waters gentle murmure Craued him to loue his yet no liking could be seene Boy she sayd looke on me Still I gaze vpon thee speake I pray thee my delight Coldly he replyed And in briefe denyed to bestow on her a sight I am now to young to be wonne by Beauty Tender are my yeares I am yet a bud Faire thou art she sayd then it is thy duety Wert thou but a bloome to effect my good Euery beautious flower Boasteth in my power Birds and beastes my lawes effect Mirrha thy faire Mother Most of any other did my louely hests respect Be with me delighted Thou shalt be requited euery Nimph on thee shall tend All the Gods shall loue thee Man shall not reproue thee Ioue himselfe shall be thy friend Wend then from me Venus I am not disposed Thou wringest me too hard pray thee let me goe Fie what a payne it is thus to be inclosed If loue begin with labour it will end with woe Kisse me I will leaue Here a kisse receiue A short kisse I doe it finde Wilt thou leaue me so Yet shalt thou not goe breath once more thy balmy winde It smelleth of the Mirth-tree That to the world did bring thee neuer was Perfume more sweete When she had thus spoken She gaue him a token and their naked bosomes meete Now said he lets goe Harke the Hounds are crying Grisly Bore is vp Huntsman follow fast At the name of Bore Venus seemed dying Deadly colour pale Roses ouer cast Speake said she