Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	good_a	young_a	youthful_a	24	3	11.2670	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A07968	Barley-breake, or, A vvarning for vvantons. Written by W.N. Gent	W. N., Gent.	1607 (1607)	STC 18336; ESTC S110078	8,618	22

BARLEY-breake OR A VVarning for VVantons Written by W. N. Gent. AVT NVNC AVT N●●●●AM Printed at London by Simon Stafford dwelling in the Cloth-fayre neere the red Lyon 1607. TO THE VERTVOVS AND chaste Maiden Mistresse Eliz. G. daughter to the VVorshipfull Rob. C. Esquire yours in seruice W.N. wisheth all fortunes smiles with the dew of immortall felicitie IT is not vnknowne right vertuous amongst the wise the sillie Oaten pipe winded by a rurall Shepheard vnder a shadowing Hawthorne sprouting on a champion mountaine hath beene as highly esteemed as the curious strained Lute sounded by the cunning Musician in the richest chamber of the Court of the most potentate Princes and that a sillie braunch reft from an Oliue tree hath beene as acceptable as the most precious perle dragd from the sands of the Ocean Then seeing the zeale lyeth not in the gift but in the giuer I shall entreat you as gratefully to accept this my Treatise as I deliuer it not for the worth but as a testimonie of the zeale and duety from me belonging which so long time I haue studied how to manifest And thus hoping there shall be nothing herein construed contrarie to my simple meaning neither my presumption held in disdaine I end though not forgetting my bounden duetie to your VVorshipfull Parent and my very good friend to whom if this my Pamphlet may cause mirth as an Arbour test it hath his desire and my hopes accomplished Then one in others rights would not intrude But each lamented at his neighbours paine None gaue a cause to sue or to besu'de The weight of conscience wanted not a graine By pleasant springs the young and youthfull sort Would sit and talke of their vnfained loue Whose simple truth would in a word report More faith and zeale then in an age we proue Why Parents then would let their children goe To plaies and reuells both by night and day Where now they dread feare their ouerthrow For rape and murder lurke in euery way A Shepheard then secure might lye and sleepe Hauing a care his victuall were not stole By Wolues and Curs that in the hillocks keepe And range abroad while Somnus gaines the gole Thus would he fill his daughter with a sound Whilst she poore girle did see her mates at play His words againe might very well rebound For why her minde was fix'd another way But on a time the Lads and Lasses came Entreating Elpin that she might goe play He said she should Euphema was her name And then denyes yet needs she must away To Barley-breake they roundly then 'gan fall Raimon Euphema had vnto his mate For by a lot he won her from them all Wherefore young Streton doth his fortune hate But yet ere long he ran and caught her out And on the backe a gentle fall he gaue her It is a fault which iealous eyes spie out A maide to kisse before her iealous father Old Elpin smiles but yet he frets within Euphema faith she was vniustly cast She striues he holds his hand goes out and in She cries Away and yet she holds him fast Till sentence giuen by an other maid That she was caught according to the law The voice whereof this ciuill quarrell staid And to his make each lusty lad 'gan draw Euphema now with Streton is in hell For so the middle roome is alwaies cald He would for euer if he might there dwell He holds it blisse with her to be inthrald The other run and in their running change Streton 'gan catch and then let goe his hold Euphema like a Doe doth swiftly range Yet taketh none although full well she could And winkes on Streton he on her 'gan smile And faine would whisper something in her eare She knew his mind and bid him vse a wile As she ran by him so that none did heare Some other pastimes then they would begin And to looke hands one doth them all assummon Varietie is good in euery thing Excepting onely Gods and earthly women Then hand in hand they make a circle round And with a napkin one must goe about And looke behinde what lad this same is found Mu●● 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 her that so markt him out Where we will leaue them to their feast and bed Whichatter supper they entend to see And treat of Cratchets now in Stretons head Vpon the mountaines restlesse wanders he His sheepe for him might all at riot run And told themselues or else do what they would He teares no woe he dreads no losse to come The Shepheardesse hath all his thoughts in hold His studie is which way he might contriue A place and time where they might fit confer And how he might a cause sufficient giue To make his loue and passion knowne to her One while he thinkes to send his griefe in time And therein praise her cruell conquering eyes But then he feares she will some error finde For she was faire and therewith passing wise Then thinkes he on what words he should depend If he should hap to finde a time and place One was too meane another to no end This word obscure and that was too too base In the conclusion he doth beate his braine When through the matter he hath swiftly run Then all atresh begin doth he againe As farre to seeke as when he first begun Much like vnto a Player on a stage When he forgets the thing that he should doe As one distract doth exit in a rage That faine would act but yet he knowes not how Perplexed thus he spends the silent night Vntill Aurora with a blushing red Comes as a Herald to proclay me the light Of heauens bright taper rising from his bed And then e're long he might afarre perceaue Old Elpins dogge come driuing of the flocke Wherat the champion mountaines he 'gan leaue And by the way he shrouds behinde a rocke Where he might see and yet might not be seene Old Elpin and his pretie snowy maid Louingly paceyng vp alongst the greene Vnto the mountaine where Bawle for them staid And to a shade where they did vse to sit For by this time the Sun was got on high Prepare they did to shun the scorching heate The Ewes 'gan feede the lambes are frisking by And Elpin now some storie will reuiue To feast the time as it did passe along And from Calisto he doth it deriue And Iupiter and of Calistos wrong One tale quoth he will steale the day away Whilst that our flocke in shadow chew the cud Then of a Nymph my purpose is to say But not of her whom Ioue bore on the flood Nor yet of her that caught was fetching water Nor yet o● her whom Nessus earst did wrong Nor yet of her whom Iason so did flatter Nor of the three that Cacus kept so long Nor of the Queene that Carthage did inclose Nor will I speake of faire Lucrecias rape Ne tell a storie of the Albion Rose Nor 10 yet of Cow that had the shape Whose chast