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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	add_v	young_a	youth_n	13	3	7.6020	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A04824	The conspiracy a tragedy, as it vvas intended, for the nuptialls, of the Lord Charles Herbert, and the Lady Villers. Written by Mr. Henry Killigraevv.	Killigrew, Henry, 1613-1700.	1638 (1638)	STC 14958; ESTC S108002	67,794	106

death their injuries forcd a new one in mee and blew the sparke untill the flame consumde 'um But had I beheld you before their danger it would have turnd my soule within mee changd mee from a Foe unto their partie I cannot now beleeve I had a Justice that there could bee any where you were iniurd in it so much my love doth mount above my griefe that it makes mee thinke I have onely lost your father Why weepe you thus Could that recall him I 'de beare you company and breake those stubborne gates which from my childe-hood to this present houre hath kept them backe and spend my whole store here But nothing can redeeme him let that common remedy which all apply and helpeth all give ease unto you that nothing can redeeme him O learne a strength of me that is the worst name for it to beare a fathers losse Let the innocence of mine excuse my violence to yours wee are the wretchedst two alive made so by our selves and can be onely happy in our selves Eudo. Oh O. Pall. Look on this it may bring you comfort with making out of love with the subiect of your griefe Hee delivers her that letter which hee found in the villaines pocket to murder him written by her brother Shee starts in the reading Eudo. Ha Pall. Falls not my deformityes away Eudo. Pallantus art thou Pallantus Pall. This is the first time I darde to be so Eudo. And to all this villany is signd Tymeus couldst thou be thus cruell thus basely cruell unworthy brother This hath made a mercy of all that hath befallen thee thou dost deserve to have thy punishments out-live thee to have engraven on thy Tombe Heere lies the treacherous bloody and to make thee monstrous have thy age adde to it The young Timeus that was subtile in his youth what remaines for mee that happinesse the most wretched doe enjoy is taken from me a worthy cause of griefe Now I can neither live nor die without a staine Pall. Can you yet read a resemblance but of Iustice in my Actions Eudo. I know not how to answere The tongue must bee as wicked as the will that did commit 'em that can defend such deeds had equity pointed all your Actions out given you Rules to work by told you how much how farre you must have gone you could not have done more justly there wants not any thing to crowne your iudgement but my death the onely issue of that sinnefull race I have a long time loathed my life and now I loath my selfe too I find I know not how a guiltinesse within me my fathers faults flow like his blood within mee Pall. You are not at all allide unto his vices Profane not then your goodnesse it is a sinne though you your selfe commit it that you was a Princesse was not your ambition but obedience you are onely guilty in thinking of your selfe so why then doe yue talke of death thus Eudo. Can any life be noble after such losses Pall. My selfe and the many which have suffered them doe thinke so and are receiv'd of all with pity and with honour can you expect to find lesse humanity you are not fallne so low but the greatest Prince would be proud to do you service T is vainenes to professe all civility is your due Eudo. You reward me good for bad before that I was certaine of a cause I slandered your vertues with those names foule deeds deserve or a worse nature could invent I falsely did apply to you that which was true in me Pall. You are a Iudge too cruell to your selfe I did deserve them at the least from you it was a noble passion and owed unto your friends had they beene worse yet if you 'de make amends where there was no wrong give one comfort to your selfe and I shall receive a million ample and satisfactory Eudo. You have given me many more than I did hope or wish for and removed those killing doubts within me I shall remember you no more the cause but mourner of my fathers death O that name of father how ever thou deserv'st thou dost deserve these teares of me Pall. Fall not to a relapse againe I dare not leave you thus Eudo. You may there is no danger in 't they were but teares and are already wipt away Pall All about you does minister to your griefe The King would gladly comfort you can you admit his visit Eudo. I finde hereafter that I may yet t is too soone Pray excuse me Pall. May peace and quiet returne to their home againe to this place Exeunt omnes Enter the King Aratus Phronimus Eunilochus attendants People Jove Neptune Apollo and the gods of Greece preserve and blesse the King King Through the happines of my people may I know no other ioy or sadnesse but what passes you still the middle way of blessings twixt the gods and me People The gods preserve your Majesty Ara. Sir give us leave too to ease our selves of that ioy that doth oppresse us how hath these your virtues rewarded all our travell made our deede honourable and to our faith have joynd discretion in shewing your selfe thus worthy of the place you are chose too you have made it plaine as none ought so none but your selfe can rule what praises will after-ages give us for this our loyalty Had you beene brought in with fire with blood with desolation as you with wonder are given a gift of peace in the height of warre yet your endowments would have made all innocent and like a yeare of good things made the bad forgotten Sir I hope you doe not thinke I flatter King My Lord I doe not you that have so many virtues for to live by neede no dishonest Arts nor by such waies seeke to endeare me when you have alreadie so really ingaged me that I am not able to give you a thankes much lesse a returne that 's equall not to say if I could what I would do deserving you and if you cannot in some kinde reward your selfe t is not in my power to doe it These praises you have given me doe tell if not what I am yet what I should be they shall not make mee proud but good nor will I glory in them but make them still my ayme I le first offer them to the gods and humbly from their hands pray for them againe and at the second gift account them mine Ara. These men wrought hard too for you King My Lord I know it and could I thanke them in 't I de stoope lower than the place from whence they raysed me Enter Clearchus Hianthe Haimantus Melissa Ladies to them Ara. See Sir what ioyes approch you your royall Sister King This way let me expresse a brothers love Before I speake it O my Sister y' are My Throne my Scepter and my Crowne or what Is more deare and estimable with me The Grace the Maiesty that rises from them Pardon if my much love make me a rude