Noun - the process of distillation
Frequency: 1
Here are all of the speeches where distilment shows up across the corpus:
Ay
,
that
incestuous
,
that
adulterate
beast
,
With
witchcraft
of
his
wits
wit
,
with
traitorous
gifts
—
O
wicked
wit
and
gifts
,
that
have
the
power
So
to
seduce
!
—
won
to
his
shameful
lust
The
will
of
my
most
seeming-virtuous
queen
.
O
Hamlet
,
what
a
falling
off
was
there
!
From
me
,
whose
love
was
of
that
dignity
That
it
went
hand
in
hand
even
with
the
vow
I
made
to
her
in
marriage
,
and
to
decline
Upon
a
wretch
whose
natural
gifts
were
poor
To
those
of
mine
.
But
virtue
,
as
it
never
will
be
moved
,
Though
lewdness
court
it
in
a
shape
of
heaven
,
So
,
lust
,
though
to
a
radiant
angel
linked
,
Will
sate
itself
in
a
celestial
bed
And
prey
on
garbage
.
But
soft
,
methinks
I
scent
the
morning
air
.
Brief
let
me
be
.
Sleeping
within
my
orchard
,
My
custom
always
of
the
afternoon
,
Upon
my
secure
hour
thy
uncle
stole
,
With
juice
of
cursèd
hebona
in
a
vial
,
And
in
the
porches
of
my
ears
did
pour
The
leprous
distilment
,
whose
effect
Holds
such
an
enmity
with
blood
of
man
That
swift
as
quicksilver
it
courses
through
The
natural
gates
and
alleys
of
the
body
,
And
with
a
sudden
vigor
it
doth
posset
And
curd
,
like
eager
droppings
into
milk
,
The
thin
and
wholesome
blood
.
So
did
it
mine
,
And
a
most
instant
tetter
barked
about
,
Most
lazar-like
,
with
vile
and
loathsome
crust
All
my
smooth
body
.
Thus
was
I
,
sleeping
,
by
a
brother’s
hand
Of
life
,
of
crown
,
of
queen
at
once
dispatched
,
Cut
off
,
even
in
the
blossoms
of
my
sin
,
Unhouseled
,
disappointed
,
unaneled
,
No
reck’ning
made
,
but
sent
to
my
account
With
all
my
imperfections
on
my
head
.
O
horrible
,
O
horrible
,
most
horrible
!
If
thou
hast
nature
in
thee
,
bear
it
not
.
Let
not
the
royal
bed
of
Denmark
be
A
couch
for
luxury
and
damnèd
incest
.
But
,
howsomever
thou
pursues
this
act
,
Taint
not
thy
mind
,
nor
let
thy
soul
contrive
Against
thy
mother
aught
.
Leave
her
to
heaven
And
to
those
thorns
that
in
her
bosom
lodge
To
prick
and
sting
her
.
Fare
thee
well
at
once
.
The
glowworm
shows
the
matin
to
be
near
And
’gins
to
pale
his
uneffectual
fire
.
Adieu
,
adieu
,
adieu
.
Remember
me
.