Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	great_a	love_n	love_v	4,041	5	6.5654	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B00525	The wooing lasse, and the way-ward lad, who long had made his sweet-heart sad, because to her hee would not yeeld, till Cupid him to love compeld. To the tune of The nightingale.	M. P. (Martin Parker), d. 1656?	1635 (1635)	STC 19284; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.7[532]	1,747	2

The Wooing Lasse and the Way-ward Lad Who long had made his Sweet-heart sad Because to her hee would not yeeld Till Cupid him to Love compeld To the tune of The Nightingale VPon a Holy day When the Nimphs had leave to play I sate unséene In a Meddow greene where I heard a Lasse in an angry spléene Perswading of a Swaine To leave his drudging vaine and sport with her upon the Plaine But the silly Clowne Did sadly sit him downe And regardlesse of her mone He left her all alone then shee cry'd Come away bony Boy Come away I cannot come I will not come I dare not come M● workes not done and this was all the Clowne would say Quoth shée thou gentle Swaine Doe not my love disdaine Thou shouldst woe me How I woe thée let not thy heart so froward bée But yeeld to my request In ●roth I doe not jest 't is thée alone that I love best Yet the simple Asse Respected not the Lasse Hard hearted that he was With her he would not passe though shée cry'd Come away bony Boy c. I pre'thée Swéet she said Regard a Love-sicke Maide 'T is thée alone Must ease my mone or else I comfort can get none O be not so obdure O sit not so demure let me thy love with pray'rs procure But all in vaine She wood the surly Swaine For she could not obtaine His love that shée would faine though shée cryd Come away bony Boy c. Yet still the loving Girle Besought the clownish Churle And wood him still For his good will but her successe was alwaies ill For all that painefull while She could not sée him smile her troubled thoughts to reconcile The home-bred Lad For skill in loving had He gave her answers bad Which made her very sad yet she cry'd Come away bony Boy Come away I cannot come I will not come I dare not come My worke 's not done And this was all the Clowne would say The second part To the same tune YEt shée'd not be answerd so Nor from him would she goe So soone away But shée still made stay to heare more what the Swaine would say O courteous Lad she said Reflect upon a Maid and let me thée to love perswade But all this winde No comfort yet could finde Herein him to her minde For still he was unkinde though she cry'd Come away bony Boy Come away I cannot come I will not come I dare not come My worke 's not done and this was all the Clowne would say Iust as the Paphean Quéene Adonis urg'd to spléene As he was coy even so this Boy could not be woon to kisse and toy Though humbly there besought It no compassion wrought for he to love would not be taught On him she hung From her away he flung He bade her hold her tongue For he would not goe along yet she cry'd Come away bony Boy c. As Salmacis so bright Did woo young Aphrodite But all in vaine So she this Swaine and could not her request obtaine For he was obstinate And bade her leave her prate thus for her love she purchaste hate Love was so strong In this bonny Lasse so young That she could not hold her tongue Though he had deny'd so long yet shée cry'd Come away bonny Boy c. This Maid was grieved sore Great cause she had therefore Sith 't was her fate To love for hate which she could not anticipate Such force young Cupid hath O're them that tread his path the Lad regards not what she saith He doth persist Still to resist To her he will not list But bids her to be whist though shée cry'd Come away bonny Boy c. The Maid was griev'd in minde That the Lad was so unkinde Then to Venus she went Sore discontent who charg'd her Boy with his Bow ready bent To take a nimble Dart And pierce him to the heart because he did her precept thwart Cupid strong Gave the Lad such a bang That he forc'd him to gang With his bonny Lasse along when shee cry'd Come away bonny Boy Come thou hither I come I come I run I run Now I am won All shall be done And so they went along together By this we well may prove The wonderous power of Love For this young Boy Before so coy now calls the Maid his onely Ioy. He tooke her by the waste And kindly her embrac't he payes her love with kisses chaste He grieves in minde That before was unkinde He tells her she shall finde That the best shall come behind and indéed They with speed were agreed Each with other With joynt consent And hearts content To Church they went Incontinent and there they marry'd were together M.P. FINIS Printed at London for J. Wright junior dwelling at the upper end of the Old Baily