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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	abraham_n	act_n	adam_n	24	3	6.8404	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A17956	The tragedie of Mariam, the faire queene of Iewry. VVritten by that learned, vertuous, and truly noble ladie, E.C.; Mariam	Cary, Elizabeth, Lady, 1585 or 6-1639.; Berkeley, Elizabeth, Lady, 1575-1635, attributed name.; Carey, Elizabeth, Lady, d. 1618, attributed name.	1613 (1613)	STC 4613; ESTC S107482	37,003	72

maintaine Might haue reioyc'd to be my brothers wife Mar. My betters farre base woman t' is vntrue You scarce haue euer my superiors seene For Mariams seruants were as good as you Before she came to be Iudeas Queene Sal. Now stirs the tongue that is so quickly mou'd But more then once your collor haue I borne Your fumish words are sooner sayd then prou'd And Salomes reply is onely scorne Mar. Scorne those that are for thy companions held Though I thy brothers face had neuer seene My birth thy baser birth so farre exceld I had to both of you the Princesse bene Thou party Iew and party Edomite Thou Mongrell issu'd from reiected race Thy Ancestors against the Heauens did fight And thou like them wilt heauenly birth disgrace Sal. Still twit you me with nothing but my birth What ods betwixt your ancesters and mine Both borne of Adam both were made of Earth And both did come from holy Abrahams line Mar. I fauour thee when nothing else I say VVith thy blacke acts I le not pollute my breath Else to thy charge I might full iustly lay A shamefull life besides a husbands death Sal. T is true indeed I did the plots reueale That past betwixt your fauorites and you I ment not I a traytor to conceale Thus Salome your Mynion Ioseph slue Mar. Heauen dost thou meane this Infamy to smother Let slandred Mariam ope thy closed eare Selfe guilt hath euer bene suspitious mother And therefore I this speech with patience beare No had not Salomes vnstedfast heart In Iosephus stead her Constabarus plast To free her selfe she had not vsde the art To slander haplesse Mariam for vnchast Alex. Come Mariam let vs goe it is no boote To let the head contend against the foote Actus primus Scoena quarta Salome Sola LIues Salome to get so base a stile As foote to the proud Mariam Herods spirit In happy time for her endured exile For did he liue she should not misse her merit But he is dead and though he were my Brother His death such store of Cinders cannot cast My Coales of loue to quench for though they smother The flames a while yet will they out at last Oh blest Arabia in best climate plast I by the Fruit will censure of the Tree T is not in vaine thy happy name thou hast If all Arabians like Silleus bee Had not my Fate bene too too contrary When I on Constabarus first did gaze Silleus had beene obiect to mine eye Whose lookes and personage must allyes amaze But now ill Fated Salome thy tongue To Constabarus by it selfe is tide And now except I doe the Ebrew wrong I cannot be the faire Arabian Bride What childish lets are these Why stand I now On honourable points T is long agoe Since shame was written on my tainted brow And certaine t is that shame is honours foe Had I vpon my reputation stood Had I affected an vnspotted life Iosephus vaines had still bene stuft with blood And I to him had liu'd a sober wife Then had I neuer cast an eye of loue On Constabarus now detested face Then had I kept my thoughts without remoue And blusht at motion of the least disgrace But shame is gone and honour wipt away And Impudencie on my forehead sits She bids me worke my will without delay And for my will I will imploy my wits He loues I loue what then can be the cause Keepes me for being the Arabians wife It is the principles of Moses lawes For Contabarus still remaines in life If he to me did beare as Earnest hate As I to him for him there were an ease A separating bill might free his fate From such a yoke that did so much displease Why should such priuiledge to man be giuen Or giuen to them why bard from women then Are men then we in greater grace with Heauen Or cannot women hate as well as men I le be the custome-breaker and beginne To shew my Sexe the way to freedomes doore And with an offring will I purge my sinne The lawe was made for none but who are poore If Herod had liu'd I might to him accuse My present Lord But for the futures sake Then would I tell the King he did refuse The sonnes of Baba in his power to take But now I must diuorse him from my bed That my Silleus may possesse his roome Had I not begd his life he had bene dead I curse my tongue the hindrer of his doome But then my wandring heart to him was fast Nor did I dreame of chaunge Silleus said He would be here and see he comes at last Had I not nam'd him longer had he staid Actus primus Scena quinta Salome Silleus Silleus WEll found faire Salome Iudaeas pride Hath thy innated wisedome found the way To make Silleus deeme him deified By gaining thee a more then precious pray Salo. I haue deuisde the best I can deuise A more imperfect meanes was neuer found But what cares Salome it doth suffice If our indeuours with their end be crown'd In this our land we haue an ancient vse Permitted first by our law-giuers head Who hates his wife though for no iust abuse May with a bill diuorce her from his bed But in this custome women are not free Yet I for once will wrest it blame not thou The ill I doe since what I do'es for thee Though others blame Silleus should allow Solleus Thinkes Salome Silleus hath a tongue To censure her faire actions let my blood Bedash my proper brow for such a wrong The being yours can make euen vices good Arabia ioy prepare thy earth with greene Thou neuer happie wert indeed till now Now shall thy ground be trod by beauties Queene Her foote is destin'd to depresse thy brow Thou shalt faire Salome commaund as much As if the royall ornament were thine The weaknes of Arabias King is such The kingdome is not his so much as mine My mouth is our Obodas oracle Who thinkes not ought but what Silleus will And thou rare creature Asias miracle Shalt be to me as It Obodas still Salome T is not for glory I thy loue accept Iudea yeelds me honours worthy store Had not affection in my bosome crept My natiue country should my life deplore Were not Silleus he with home I goe I would not change my Palastine for Rome Much lesse would I a glorious state to shew Goe far to purchase an Arabian roome Silleus Far be it from Silleus so to thinke I know it is thy gratitude requites The loue that is in me and shall not shrinke Till death doe seuer me from earths delights Salom. But whist me thinkes the wolfe is in our talke Be gone Silleus who doth here arriue T is Constabarus that doth hither walke I le find a quarrell him from me to driue Sille. Farewell but were it not for thy commaund In his despight Silleus here would stand Actus primus Scena Sexta Salome Constabarus Const: OH Salome how much