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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	woe_n	world_n	yield_v	16	3	6.4152	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

feete falsely doe prompt us All that is white is innocent and all that 's blacke is sinnefull without exception Should those which looke on you be led so by the scence they must kneele downe before you and adore you as some Deity not being able to fantasie so much god as they doe see in you such formes their power have given you that you may become a rivall in their worships Eudo. Why talkst thou thus thy tongue hath no more Power than hath thy hands Pall. Neither intend violence would you could entertaine of me one thought of goodnesse as hopelesse as you thinke me I de undertake to make it good and better 't daily Eudo. Why delayest thou what wouldst thou have Pall. Forgivenesse I dare not say love Eudo. Love thy thoughts are more mishapen than thy selfe even in thy hopes th' art cruell This base imagination hath wrong'd mee more than all thy actions before thou onely soughtst my ruine now the ruine of my name that thou intendst a rape it was a glory to me and though I had lost it would have got me same the honour of a ravisht virgin Didst thou woe mee with the greatest services as thou comst in my fathers blood I could reward thee but could never yeeld thee love I was too long a Princesse and lost the name too late to entertaine so low a thought Pall. The world of causes that part me and happinesse Eudo. Love is softe and full of curtesie a greater opposite to lust than hate the flames thou feelst are more preposterous than those which burne the breasts of Satyrs and of beasts w kill the young and in that blood injoy the Damme Thinkest thou that any is so bold in lust to embrace such feares thy love bring with it Pall. My youth and comelinesse whither are you fled Eudo. My miseries have put a new nature in me chang'd that calmenesse I had wont t' enjoy into the lookes and language of a fury how ill doth rage become a virgins breast I will suppresse it and if it must breake forth dissolve it into teares An age worne out in thought cannot present one comfort to mee I am so wretched Her griefe and anger make her shewe signes of fainting Oh my soule 's more earthly than my body This warre that is within mee will gaine a victory ore me I finde decayes already Pall Accursed that I am to be the Author of such misery is there no way to restore that peace which you have lost if there be any dispaire not of it though it be held in the iawes of death I le snatch it for you though it were lost in the darkest masse of things my love would distinsh 't in a Chaos if it have no being but what your thought gives life too I le wish it for you So strong my fantasie is to serve you let it be any thing to be done I le doe 't can I the wretched cause removed bring ease unto you here on my knee I yeeld my life unto your taking or if you had rather I le offer 't up my selfe Eudo. No and yet there is a way and thou maist doe it Pall. Is there a way O my ioyes the gods are mercifull name it name it to me Eudo. If thou 'lt vow to doe it presently Pall. Need I an oath to confirme I would be happy t is my owne happinesse I thus eagerly persue in yours every sigh you give doth make me breathlesse and every teare which you let fall doth bow mee nearer to the earth than all the yeares and wounds that I have suffered yet I will sweare by all things holy all that I feare and reverence to refuse no labours deaths to gaine your ease Eudo. Then Pall. And restore ioy unto your life againe Eudo. Now thou canst not thy last words have rendred thee unable The ease was death which yet I beg from thee Pall. From what a heaven of happines am I fallen Eudo. Assist me all my Strength the gods this way you have ordeyned I should come to you pardon that Fate then which your selves did give me Eudor a makes an offer to kill her selfe La O my Lady Pall. Stay O stay that hand let that goodnesse in you which would spare things faire and holy preserve the fairest and the holyest The angells would be prowd to take such shape upon them when they visit earth 't is such as your selfe ought to looke with reverence on Eudo. Ther 's a weapon hid within my heart which none can take away it wounds deepely Now Death thou art a lover and dost court me mildly She faints La. O my Lady helpe helpe O my Lady Rodia Give her more ayre Pall. Shee s gone my times noe longer our lives were woven on the same web the destynies condemn'd me to see her death and then to follow Hee wounds himselfe and falls Rodia Shee breathes stand off Eudo. My Brother O my Father Rodia How do you Madam Eudo. Too well my Strength returnes too fast upon me Pall. Were my Soule fled that voyce would call it backe againe it selfe would returne and choose this Paradice on earth I 'le not disturbe her with my longer stay He speakes to Rodia If that your Lady shall neede any thing you may have it with a thought a long peace shall not present it with more care and speed shee shall not find lesse tendernes and honor then if her Father still ruld all The Guards at your command and shall stay onely for your safety Exit Pallanius Rodia Souldier th art noble may the gods reward thy goodnesse Madam you had best goe in They lead of their Lady Exeunt omnes Enter Timeus Polyander Menetius Comastes and a Captaine Tim. Fortune glory Victory all are fled Unto their severall habitations And have left Dishonor Losses Danger In their Stead not so much prayse to all our Dead Story as that we lost one man to Save a Kingdome not bleed a drop for the Whole bodyes safety Poli. My Lord let not the treachery of such Villaines trouble you more then your thought of safety shew your hate unto their false-hood by seeking to revenge it you have yet hopes left if timely you put your former Resolution into practise when wee have gain'd the Forte there 's meanes to escape the I'sle and seeke forraigne aide you have many friends that you may trust too This our obscure flight will make our returne more glorious which shall bee i' th face of the whole Kingdome nor will we choose another way but what passes o're Cities Armies and through a generall ruine to our Revenge Exeunt Om. He who injustly swaid the State Lives noe where now but in their Hate Ther 's nothing left of him but shame Which both preserues and Clouds his name When civell Beasts fall Let it be Cald slaughter and not Victorie Cho. When that he dies that liv'd a shade His sleepes continued then not made Arise thou Starre of honor there And in