Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	eye_n	young_a	youth_n	40	3	8.0300	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A27322	The rover, or, The banish't cavaliers as it is acted at His Royal Highness the Duke's theatre.	Behn, Aphra, 1640-1689.; Killigrew, Thomas, 1612-1683. Thomaso.	1677 (1677)	Wing B1763; ESTC R2712	62,525	90

be Angellica I know it by her mumping Matron here Ay ay 't is she my Mad Captain's with her too for all his swearing how this unconstant humour makes me love him Pray good grave Gentle woman is not this Angellica Moret My too young Sir it is I hope 't is one from Don Antonio Goes to Angellica Hell Well something I 'l do to vex him for this aside Ang. I will not speak with him am I in humour to receive a Lover Will. Not speak with him whe I 'l begon and wait your idler Minutes can I shew less obedience to the thing I love so fondly Offers to go Ang. A fine excuse this stay Will. And hinder your advantage shou'd I repay your Bounties so ungratefully Ang. Come hither Boy that I may let you see How much adove the advanges you name I prize one Minutes joy with you Will. Oh you destroy me with this indearment Impatient to be gone Death how shall I get away Madam 't will not be fit I shou'd be seen with you besides it will not be convenient and I 've a Friend that 's dangerously sick Ang. I see you 're impatient yet you shall stay Will. And miss my Assignation with my Gipsie Aside and walks about impatiently Hell Madam Moretta brings Hellena who addresses her self to Angellica You 'l hardly pardon my Intrusion When you shall know my business And I 'm too young to tell my Tale with Art But there must be a wondrous store of goodness Where so much Beauty dwells Ang. A pretty Advocate whoever sent thee Prithee proceed Nay Sir you shall not go To Will. who is stealing off Will. Then I shall lose my dear Gipsie for ever Pox on 't she stays me out of spight aside Ang. I am related to a Lady Madam Young Rich and nobly born but has the Fate To be in Love with a young English Gentleman Strangely she loves him at first sight she lov'd him But did Adore him when she heard him speak For he she said had Charms in every word That faild not to surprize to Wound and Conquer Will. Ha! Egad I hope this concerns me aside Ang. 'T is my false man he means wou'd he were gone This Praise will raise his Pride and ruin me well Since you are so impatient to be gon I will release you Sir To Will. Will. Nay then I 'm sure 't was me he spoke off this cannot be the effects of kindness in her aside No Madam I 've consider'd better on 't And will not give you Cause of Jealousie Ang. But Sir I've bus'ness that Will. This shall not do I know 't is but to try me Ang. Well to your story Boy tho 't will undo me aside Hell With this addition to his other Beauties He won her unresisting tender heart He vow'd and sigh't and swore he lov'd her dearly And she believ'd the cunning flatterer And thought her self the happiest Maid alive To day was the appointed time by both To consummate their Bliss The Virgin Altar and the Priest were drest And whilst she languisht for th' expected Bridegroom She heard he paid his broken Vows to you Will. So this is some dear Rogue that 's in Love with me And this way lets me know it or if it be not me she means some one whose place I may supply Ang. Now I perceive The cause of thy impatience to be gone And all the business of this Glorious Dress Will. Damn the young Prater I know not what he means Hell Madam In your fair Eyes I read too much concern To tell my farther business Ang. Prithee sweet Youth talk on thou maist perhaps Raise here a storm that may undo my passion And then I 'l grant thee any thing Hell Madam 't is to intreat you oh unreasonable You wou'd not see this stranger For if you do she Vows you are undone Tho Nature never made a Man so Excellent And sure he'ad been a God but for inconstancy Will. Ah Rogue how finely he 's instructed aside 'T is plain some woman that has seen me e'n passant Ang. Oh I shall burst with Jealousie do you know the Man you speak off Hell Yes Madam he us'd to be in Buffand Scarlet Ang. Thou false as Hell what canst thou say to this To Will. Will. By Heaven Ang. Hold do not Damn thy self Hell Nor hope to be believ'd He walks about they follow Ang. Oh perjur'd Man Is 't thus you pay my generous Passion back Hell Why wou'd you Sir abuse my Lady's Faith Ang. And use me so unhumanely Hell A Maid so young so innocent Will. Ah young Divel Ang. Dost thou not know thy life is my pow'r Hell Or think my Lady cannot be reveng'd Will. So so the storm comes finely on aside Ang. Now thou art silent guilt has struck thee dumb Oh hadst thou still been so I 'd liv'd in safety She turns away and weeps Will. Sweet heart the Lady's Name and House quickly I 'm impatient to be with her Aside to Hellena looks towards Angell to watch her turning and as she comes towards them he meets her Hell So now is he for another Woman aside Will. The impudents young thing in nature I cannot perswade him out of his Error Madam Ang. I know he 's in the right yet thou 'st a tongue That wou'd perswade him to deny his Faith In rage walks away Will. Her Name her Name dear Boy Said softly to Hell Hell Have you forgot it Sir Will. Oh I perceive he 's not to know I am a stranger to his Lady aside Yes yes I do know but I have forgot the Angell turns By Heaven such early confidence I never saw Ang. Did I not charge you with this Mistris Sir Which you deny'd tho' I beheld your Perjury This little generosity of thine has render'd back my heart Walks away Will. So you have made sweet work here my little mischief Look your Lady be kind and good natur'd now or I shall have but a Cursed Bargain on 't Ang. turns towards them The Rogue 's bred up to mischief Art thou so great a Fool to credit him Ang. Yes I do and you in vain impose upon me Come hither Boy is not this he you spake of Hell I think it is I cannot swear but I vow he has just such another lying Lovers look Hell looks in his face he gazes on her Will. Hah do not I know that face By Heaven my little Gipsie what a dull Dog was I Had I but lookt that way I 'd known her Are all my hopes of a new Woman banisht aside Egad if I do not fit thee for this hang me Madam I have found out the Plot. Hell Oh Lord what does he say am I discover'd now Will. Do you see this young Spark here Hell He 'l tell her who I am Will. Who do you think this is Hell Ay ay he does know me Nay dear Captain I am undone if you discover me Will. Nay nay no eogging she shall know what a

Fred. Now the Game begins Will. Fine pretty Creatures may a stranger have leave to look and love What 's here Roses for every Month Reads the Papers Blunt Roses for every Month what means that Belv. They are or wou'd have you think they 're Courtizans who here in Naples are to be hir'd by the Moneth Will. Kind and obliging to inform us Pray where do these Roses grow I wou'd fain plant some of 'em in a Bed of mine Wom. Beware such Roses Sir Will. A Pox of Fear I 'll be bak't with thee between a pair of Sheets and that 's thy proper Still so I might but strew such Roses over me and under me Fair one Wou'd you wou'd give me leave to gather at your Bush this idle Moneth I wou'd go near to make some Body smell of it all the year after Belv. And thou hast need of such a Remedy for thou stink'st of Tar and Ropes Ends like a Dock or Pest-house The Woman puts herself into the Hands of a Man and Ex. Will. Nay nay you shall not leave me so Belv. By all means use no violence here Will. Death Just as I was going to be damnably in Love to have her led off I could pluck that Rose out of his Hand and even kiss the Bed the Bush grew in Fred. No Friend to Love like a long Voyage at Sea Blunt Except a Nunnery Fred. Will. Death But will they not be kind quickly be kind Thou know'st I 'm no tame sigher but a Rampant Lion of the Forrest Advances from the farther end of the Scenes two Men drest all over with Horns of several sorts making Grimasses at one another with Papers pinn'd on their Backs Belv. Oh the fantastical Rogues how they 'r drest 'T is a Satyre against the whole Sex Will. ' Is this a Fruit that grows in this warm Countrey Belv. Yes 'T is pretty to see these Italians start swell and stab at the word Cuckold and yet stumble at Horns on every Threshold Will. See what 's on their Back Flowers of every Night Reads Ah Rogue and more sweet than Roses of ev'ry Moneth This is a Gardiner of Adam's own breeding They dance Belv. What think you of those Grave People is a Wake in Essex half so mad or Extravagant Will. I like their sober grave way 't is a kind of Legal Authoriz'd Fornication where the Men are not chid for 't nor the Women despis'd as amongst our dull English even the Monsieurs want that part of good Manners Belv. But here in Italy a Monsieur is the humblest best bred Gentleman Duels are so bafled by Bravo's that an Age shews not one but between a French-man and a hang-man who is as much too hard for him on the Piaza as they are for a Dutchman on the New Bridge but see another Crew Enter Florinda Hellena and Valeria drest like Gipsies Callis and Stephano Lucetta Philipo and Sancho in Masquerade Hell Sister there 's your English Man and with him a handsome proper Fellow I 'le to him and instead of telling him his Fortune try my own Will. Gipsies on my life sure these will prattle if a Man crosse their hands Goes to Hellena dear pretty and I hope young Devil will you tell an Amorous stranger what luck he 's like to have Hell Have a care how you venture with me Sir least I pick your Pocket which will more vex your English humour than an Italian Fortune will please you Will. How the Devil cam'st thou to know my Countrey and Humour Hell The First I guess by a certain forward Impudence which does not displease me at this time and the loss of your Money will vex you because I hope you have but very little to lose Will. Egad Child thou' rt i th' right it is so little I dare not offer it thee for a kindness but cannot you divine what other things of more value I have about me that I wou'd more willingly part with Hell Indeed no that 's the bus'ness of a Witch and I am but a Gipsie yet Yet without looking in your hand I have a parlous guess 't is some Foolish heart you mean an Inconstant English heart as little worth stealing as your Purse Will. Nay then thou dost deal with the Devil that 's certain thou hast guest as right as if thou had'st been one of that number it has languisht for I find you 'l be better acquainted with it nor can you take it in a better time for I am come from Sea Child and Venus not being propitious to me in her own Element I have a world of Love in store wou'd you wou'd be good natur'd and take some on 't off my hands Hell Whe I cou'd be inclin'd that way but for a Foolish Vow I am going to make to dye a Maid Will. Then thou art damn'd without redemption and as I am a good Christian I ought in Charity to divert so wicked a design therefore prithee dear Creature let me know quickly when and where I shall begin to set a helping hand to so good a Work Hell If you shou'd prevail with my tender heart as I begin to fear you will for you have horrible loving Eyes there will be difficulty in 't that you 'l hardly undergo for my sake Will. Faith Child I have been bred in dangers and wear a Sword that has been employ'd in a worse Cause than for a handsome kind Woman name the danger let it be any thing but a long Siege and I 'le undertake it Hell Can you storm Will. Oh most furiously Hell What think you of a Nunnery Wall for he that wins me must gain that first Will. A Nun Oh how I love thee for 't there 's no sinner like a young Saint nay now there 's no denying me the Old Law had no Curse to a Woman like dying a Maid witness Ieptha's Daughter Hell A very good Text this if well handled and I perceive Father Captain you wou'd impose no severe penance on her who were inclin'd to Console her self before she took Orders Will. If she be Young and Handsome Hell Ay there 's it but if she be not Will. By this hand Child I have an Implicit Faith and dare venture on thee with all Faults besides 't is more meritorious to leave the World when thou hast tasted and prov'd the pleasure on 't Then 't will be a virtue in thee which now will be pure Ignorance Hell I perceive good Father Captain you design only to make me fit for Heaven but if on the contrary you shou'd quite divert me from it and bring me back to the World again I shou'd have a new Man to seek I find and what a grief that will be for when I begin I fancy I shall love like any thing I never try'd yet Will. Egad and that 's kind prithee dear Creature give me credit for a Heart for faith I 'm a very honest Fellow Oh I long to come first to the Banquet of Love and such