Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	adultery_n	husband_n	wife_n	1,526	5	7.7220	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A27280	The city-heiress, or, Sir Timothy Treat-all a comedy : as it is acted at His Royal Highness his theatre / written by Mrs. A. Behn.	Behn, Aphra, 1640-1689.; Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627. Mad world, my masters.; Massinger, Philip, 1583-1640. Guardian.	1682 (1682)	Wing B1719; ESTC R19571	61,514	72

relish these Blessings with the clog of a Wife behind him But till then Money must be had I say Fop. Aye but how Sir Wild. Why from the old Fountain Iack my Uncle he has himself decreed it he tells me I must live upon my Wits and will Frank. Fop. Gad I 'm impatient to know how Wild. I believe thee for thou art out at Elboes and when I thrive you show i'●h ' Pit behind the Scenes and Coffee-houses Thy Breeches give a better account of my Fortune than Lilly with all his Schemes and Stars Fop. I own I thrive by your Influence Sir Dress Well but to your Project Friend to which I 'll set a helping Hand a Heart a Sword and Fortune Wild. You make good what my Soul conceives of you Let 's to Diana then and there I 'll tell thee all Going out they meet Diana who enters with her Maid Betty and Boy looks angrily Diana I was just going to thy Lodgings Dian. Oh las you are too much taken up with your rich City-Heiress Wild. That 's no cause of quarrel between you and I Diana you were wont to be as impatient for my marrying as I for the death of my Uncle for your rich Wife ever obliges her Husbands Mistriss and women of your sort Diana ever thrive better by Adultery than Fornication Dian. Do try to appease the easie Fool with these fine Expectations No I have been too often flatter'd with the hopes of your marrying a rich Wife and then I was to have a Settlement but instead of that things go backward with me my Coach is vanisht my Servants dwindled into one necessary Woman and a Boy which to save Charges is too small for any service my twenty Guinnies a week into forty Shillings a hopeful Reformation Wild. Patience Diana things will m●●d in time Dian. When I wonder Summer's come yet I am still in my embroider'd Manto when I 'm drest lin'd with Velvet 't wou'd give one a Feavor but to look at me yet still I am flamm'd off with hopes of a rich Wife whose Fortune I am to lavish But I see you have neither Conscience nor Religion in you I wonder what a Devil will become of your Soul for thus deluding me Weeps Wild. By Heaven I love thee Dian. Love me what if you do how far will that go at the Exchange for Poynt Will the Mercer take it for currant Coin But 't is no matter I must love a Wit with a Pox when I might have had so many Fools of Fortune But the Devil take me if you deceive me any longer Weeping Wild. You 'll keep your word no doubt now you have sworn Dian. So I will I never go abroad but I gain new Conquest Happy 's the man that can approach neerest the side-box where I sit at a Play to look at me but if I daign to smile on him Lord how the o're-joy'd Creature returns it with a bow low as the very Benches Then rising shakes his Ears looks round with pride to see who took notice how much he was in favour with charming Mrs. Dy. Wild. No more Come let 's be Friends Diana for you and I must manage an Uncle of mine Dian. Damn your Projects I 'll have none of ' em Wild. Here here 's the best Softner of a womans heart 't is ●●ld two hundred Pieces Go lay it on till you shame Quality into plain Silk and Fringe Dian. Lord you have the strangest power of Perswasion Nay if you buy my Peace I can afford a penyworth Wild. So thou canst of any thing about thee Dian. Well your Project my dear Tommy Wild. Thus then Thou dear Frank shalt to my Uncle ●tell him that Sir Nicholas Gettall as he knows being dead and having left as he knows too one onely Daughter his whole Executrix Mrs. Charlot I have by my civil and modest behaviour so won upon her heart that two nights since she left her Fathers Country-house at Lusum in Kent in spight of all her strict Guards and run away with me Dress How wilt thou tell him of it then Wild. Hear me That I have hitherto secured her at a Friends house here in the City but diligent search being now made dare trust her there no longer And make it my humble Request by you my Friend who are onely privy to this secret that he wou'd give me leave to bring her home to his house whose very Authority will defend her from being fought for there Dress Aye Sir but what will come of this I say Wild. Why a Settlement You know he has already made me Heir to all he has after his decease but for being a wicked Tory as he calls me he has after the Writings were made sign'd and seal'd refus'd to give 'em in trust Now when he secs I have made my self Master of so vast a Fortune he will immediately surrender that reconciles all again Dress Very likely but wo't thou trust him with the woman Thomas Wild. No here 's Diana who as I shall bedizen shall pass for as substantial an Aldermans Heiress as ever fell into wicked hands He never knew the right Charlot nor indeed has any body ever seen her but an old Aunt and Nurse she was so kept up And there Diana thou shalt have a good opportunity to lye dissemble and jilt in abundance to keep thy hand in ure Prithee dear Dresswell haste with the News to him Dress Faith I like this well enough this Project may take and I 'll about it Goes out Wild. Go get ye home and trick and betawder your self up like a right City-Lady rich but ill-fashion'd on with all your Jewels but not a Patch ye Gipsie nor no Spanish Paint d' ye hear Dian. I 'll warrant you for my part Wild. Then before the old Gentleman you must behave your self very soberly simple and demure and look as prew as at a Conventicle and take heed you drink not off your Glass at Table nor rant nor swear one Oath confounds our Plot and betrays thee to be an errant Drab Dian. Doubt not my Art of Dissimulation Wild. Go haste and dress Exit Dian. Bet. and Boy Enter L. Gall. and Closet above in the Balconey Wild. going out sees them stops and reads a Paper Wild. Hah who 's yonder the Widow a Pox upon 't now have not I power to stir she has a damn'd ●ank upon my Heart and nothing but right down lying with her will dissolve the Charm She has forbid me seeing her and therefore I am sure will the sooner take notice of me Reads Clos. What will you put on to night Madam you know you are to sup at Sir Timothy Treat-all's L. Gall. Time enough for that prithee let 's take a turn in this Balconey this City-garden where we walk to take the fresh Air of the Sea-coal-smoak Did the Footman go back as I order'd him to see how Wilding and Sir Charles parted Clos. He did Madam and nothing cou'd provoke Sir Charles to