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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
book_n	stand_v	young_a	youth_n	23	3	7.4692	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A04889	A pleasant conceited comedie, called, A knacke to know an honest man As it hath beene sundrie times plaied about the citie of London.; Knack to know an honest man.		1596 (1596)	STC 15028; ESTC S108089	27,820	62

song Was well applied in this For like the antes they eate the gaine of mens wealth But flye them lyke the fiends when they are falne These Cicero and Aristotle tearm'd a troope of seruile Base dishonest men Stay here here cometh more stand by awhile VVee shall behold the world anatomiz'd Enter the other Senator reading a letter The Florentiens of late haue fought a field Wherein Lord Lelio hath deserued well For why his countrie scornes to succour him Lord Brishio tendeth on the Millane camp And hath atchieued many a worthie deed I ioy to heare of Brishios good successe Your marchandise are solde and we haue sent Bils of Exchange to receiue the monie A merrier heart hath Treuerey for that How now you sausie youths stand backe I say What make you lingering here about my doores Zep I hope your Lordship knowes vs well Senat I would you knew your selues as well as I Go get you hēce it is for yong men to ply their books To practise musicke and delight in armes And not to loiter vp and downe the streets Orph. Dishonest Lord our father in thy wants Did vse thee better And wilt thou leaue his sonnes in miserie Senat When Brishio and I meete we le talke of that Let him come craue himselfe I le answere him Zeph Why he is banisht and may not returne Senat The better cause haue I to cast him off I will not rase my house to raise you vp Let me see you are two good tall youths And fit for souldiers goe you to Millane to VVhere your father is liue by the warres And do not vex vs in peace for you get not a pennie of mee Exit Senat. Orph. These strange repulses make me desperate Speake brother Zepherus what shall we do Sem How now yong gallants what distempers you But grieue not thus at worldly chances If sinne were dead vertue were neuer seene Are you the sonnes of Brishio gentle friends Zep VVe are the sonnes of haplesse Brishio Sem And these ranke churles whom earst your father tide By many great deserts vnto his house Haue left you thus in your extremities Giue me your hands you relikes of renowme Now haue I got an Empire to my minde A vent for my religious charitie Hold take these iewels buy you what you want But heedfully beware of gourmandize Lead you a sober decent comely life Remember truly the effects of things Before you shall affect and make your choice Heare in a word who made the planets seuen First sent downe loue and charitie from heauen But auarice was christned in hell Speake holy men haue I not counceld well Orp What man art thou that fauourst miserie Sem Euen he that thankes my God That sends mee ought whereby to succour you And call me Penitent experience Who giues thee thankes for what thy father did VVho giues thee thankes for what thy brother did And charge you both as you are noble borne To let me see your weapons presently Zep. Take them and vse them gentle minded man Sem Here are the blades well polisht faire and bryght Were it not pittie Sirs that these swordes Should rust within their sheathes of blisse While some Venetian letcher and his mate Should rauish thy sister and deflower thy neece Orp What swords are these frind reporte the truth Sem. This night Annetta and faire Lucida If gods and frindes forsake them in their wantes By lawlesse rauishers will be surprised I meane to succour them if you refuse Giue me my Iewels for I will succour none That leaues their sisters in extremitie Or. God leaue vs if we forsake our frindes Or leaue our sister in extremitie Semp. Then take more Iewels heire tall men And vnderneath this wall watch all this night If any man shall attempt to breake your sisters doore Be stout assaile him kill him for his cause is bad Zep Lead vs the way and we will follow thee For in our sisters cause we le spend our blood Sem. The gaine is yours the glory must be Gods Who made you to defend the innocenets Exit omnis Enter Forsa Duke of Myllan with Brishio and his traine Enter Medesa Duke of Florence with Lelio and his traine at the other doore For. Now Brishio since thy country Venice scorneth thee And thou an abiect wretch exild from thence Yet I haue made thee champion of my right If thou expect the cause it is for dowrie The which the Florentines denies to pay In right of marriage with faire Orrelio my wedded wife For this thou fightes now get the victory And thou hast purchast Country lyfe and friends Br. Reason no more my Lord For vertue plucketh occasiō ere he draweth his sword Look on great Princes and see an old man fight Euen as the candel falling downe aside Then burneth brightest when it gins to fayle In age so I will shewe greate valor And will not now submit Fo. I take thy word God mantaine now the right Me. Now Lelio I haue laid the burden of my warre on thee Thou art the champion of my weale or woe Deceiue not my firme hope but in a manly fight Attempt the winning of this happie day Le. By those moyst teares which with a mournful hart I often shed vpon Sempronios herst And by the loue I beare Annetta faire Naught but my death shall make me lose thy right More then my life I cannot hazard mighty Florentine Mede I like thy courage gentleman charge the combatants Here sound Trompets Le. Whom doe my eyes behold art thou not Brishio my father Who forsaking weale and friends Madest thy choyse of baleful banishment Rather then liue and seeme banisht Bri. Art not thou Lelio whom my zealous prayers Haue alwaies wisht and wild thy greatest good Cease trumpets cease we two must neuer fight Le. What meaneth thy champion Medesa to faynt Me. What meanes thy champion Forsa that he faints Brish To combate with my sonne were worse then death Lelio To combate with my father were my death Forsa Father and sonnes both champions in our wars Mede Brother and brother causer of the same Forsa What fauor merit they who loue so well Med. What infamy deserue we that contend See Forsa these champions are so kinde they cannot fight Shall wee contend for tytles wretchedly While meaner men contend in perfectt loue Lelio A pardon Medesa all the world beside Had not this man this father of my wife Incountred me I would haue died and perisht in thy cause Bri. A pardon Forsa had not this vertuous husband of my child Incountred me I would haue died and perisht in thy cause For. Rise combatants you teach vs what to do Come Medesa Ioyne you hands And let these two which loue so well Be Iudges of our warres and let it end Me. Brother content Now champions end debate What you conclude shall make a peace with vs Bris See see my sonne our loue hath well nigh made their peace Princes are you agreed to