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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	body_n	bring_v	soul_n	8,700	5	5.0987	4	true

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A57093	The victim, or, Achilles and Iphigenia in Aulis a tragedy. As it was acted at the Theatre-Royal, in Drury-Lane / written by Mr. Boyer.	Boyer, Abel, 1667-1729.; Racine, Jean, 1639-1699. Iphigénie.	1714 (1714)	ESTC T126064	33,572	68

Calchas and Ulysses Havâ— hiâ—â—eâ—to been silent and therefore Take ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ they 're not acquainted with your Flighâ— ã€ˆâ€¦ã€‰ Daughter that the Camp may think â— keep her here and send you back alone Go Fly And may the Gods contented with my Tears Wâ—ep Spare me the sight of Iphigâ—nia For a long time Guards attend the Queen Clyâ— Ohâ— Husbandâ— Weep Iphig Ohâ— Fatherâ— Weep Agam. Once more avoid th' impatient baâ—baâ—ous Pâ—iest Be gone â—ly â—ence To favouâ— your Escape â—ll find some Reasons to make him suspend The fatal Sacrifice till the next day Exeunt all but Eriphile Doâ—iâ— Eriph. Dâ—ris this Way Doâ— Madarâ— donâ—t you follow Eâ—iph Ohâ— I yield at last ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ the Power of Jealousy and Love Achillâ—â—'s Tenderness fills me with Rage Iâ— is râ—sâ—lved I 'll be reveng'd or fall Come â—o â—he Priest I will discover all Exeunt Eriphile Doris The END oâ— the Fourth ACT. ACT V. SCENE I. Enter Iphigenia Aegina holding hâ—r IPhig Aegina cease to stop me Go return To my abandon'd Mother Th' angry Gods Must be appeas'd see how they are provok'd By our Efforts to rob them of their Victim Behold what Storm is gathering thick around us Consider to what State the Queen 's reduc'd See how the â—urious Camp prevents our Flightâ— How with bold Insolence their pointed Spears Stop up our Passage Aegin Dear Madam stay Don't run to certain Ruin Iphig All hopes are vanish'd Our Guards repuls'd My Mother in a Swoonâ— Oh! Why should I expose her any more Or wait her feeble help in vain No rather Let me fly from her whilest her troubled Senâ—â—s Will suâ—â—eâ— me to meet my cruel Fate See see how all conspires for my undoing For even my Father when he bids me Live Commands my Death Aegin He Madam How Iphig Achilles I suppose offended him Too eager to defend his injur'd Love Yet as he hates him I must hate him too My Heart must offer up this Sacrifice This horrid cruel Sacrifice of Love Arcas declar'd to me my Father's Willâ— He orders I shall never speak to him Aegin Oh! Cruel Father Iphig Oh! Fatal Doomâ— Oh! Rigorous Decâ—â—e The milder Gods demanded but my Life Then set's â—hey Lets die What do I seeâ— Heaven 'T is Achiâ—â—â—â— Enter Achilles Aâ—â—iâ— Come Mâ—dâ—m â—ollow me Fear not the Tumult Of that weak crowd thâ—t presses â—ound this Tent. Do bâ—t appâ—ar You 'll sâ—e thiâ— Mâ—lâ—itude Ne'â—e daâ—e to stand the â—iercenesâ— of my Blow But open of themselves to lâ—t yâ—u Pass My â—riend Patrâ—â—les wiâ—h sâ—mâ— other Captains That â—ollow my Command â—ly to your Succour With all the Choice of my Thessalian Troops The rest assembled near my Tent will offer Th' impenetrable Bulwark of their Ranks Behind this sheâ—ter you may bid defiance To all your Peâ—secutors Let who dares Approach Aâ—hilleâ—'s Tent. But Madam is 't thus You second my Efâ—orts Aâ—d answer me Only with Tearâ— You try'd thâ—ir feeble Succour Before your Fatherâ— yet â—twas all in vain Iphig My Lord too well I know it and therefore I have no hopes but from my certain Death Aâ—hil Ohâ— Name not Death Consider by what Tiâ— You 're join'd to me Consider all my Bliss Depends on you Iphig No No The Gods did ne're intend To â—ix your Bliss on my unhappy Days Our Love deceiv'd us â—Tis by Heaven decreed My â—peedy Death shall cause your Happiness My Lord câ—nsider what a Câ—op of Glory â—ictâ—ry presents to crown your warlike Toils Yet all those Fields of Honour will prove barren Unless besprinkled with my fatal Blood In vain my Father strove tâ— evade the Sentence That Caâ—châ—s had pronouncâ—d Th' immortal Gods Loudly dâ—claâ—â— their Wiâ—l by the whole Camp Combin'd â—or my undoing Aâ—hil Madam Achiâ—les will encounter the whole Camp And silence their loud Threaâ—s Ipâ—â—g My â—ord ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ not my â—ife depâ—ive you of your Honours Make good the Oracleâ— Go Signalize ã€ˆâ€¦ã€‰ â—eroe promis'd to our Country ã€ˆâ€¦ã€‰ you Grief upon iâ—s câ—uel Foes Now Priamus â—urns Pale Now Troy alarmâ—d Does â—ear my â—uneral Pile and dreads your Tearâ—â— Lay waste the hated City Leave my Dâ—ath To be lamenâ—ed by the Trojan Widows I die contented with these pleasing Hopes That if my cruel Stars do not permit I should live happy with my dear Achilles Yet Afterâ—Ages will record my Name With your immortal Deeds and that my Deaâ—h The Spring of your fam'd Actions will bâ—gin The wondrous Story Farewel my Prince Blest Oâ—â— spring of the Gods Farewel Achil. No no You shall not take your fatal leave In vain your cruel â—nd â—eâ—swadiâ—g Aâ—ts Sâ—ily endeavour to deceive my Love And serve your barbâ—â—ous inhumane Father In vain you 're obstinate to your undoing And strive to make my Honour an Accompliâ—â— That Crop oâ— glorious Laurels that Renowâ— I find them all in saving what I Love Who for the â—uture would court my Assistancâ— If I could not secure my promis'd Bride My Love my Honour both â—id you should livâ— Madam obey their Call and â—ollow me Iphig What! Sir rebel against my Father And so deserve that Death you bid me shunâ— What must become of my Respect my Dâ—ty Achil. Discharge them both in following a ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ Your Father has approv'd In vain he stâ—ives To rob me of that Title I 'll ne're sâ—ffer The Violation of his solemn Promise Madam your Self whom rigid Duty aws Did not you own him as your Father when He gave You to me Do you only â—ollow His sovereign Will when ceasing to be Faâ—heâ— He Murders his own Daughter But Madamâ— we waâ—te Time and my juâ—â—â—eâ—r Iphig Whâ—â—â— My â—oâ—d would you ã€ˆâ€¦ã€‰ And hurried by your â—ierce and impiâ—uâ— ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ Compleat my crâ—el Woes How câ—n you bâ— Less teâ—der of my â—onour thâ—n my Liâ—â— Alas My Lâ—â—d spare Ipâ—igâ—nia Spare my Affliâ—tion I have ã€ˆâ€¦ã€‰ That rigorous Law â— oâ—ght to ã€ˆâ€¦ã€‰ Would strive t' oppose the Sâ—orm wiâ—h dâ—untless Courage Madam what can he do What Valour could dispeâ— That Multiâ—ude of Foes that will surround him Clâ—t Then let them come and prove thâ—ir ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ Zâ—â—l On â—orlorn me Let their blind Fury take The weak Remainder of my wretched Life Death Death alone is able to unclasp My grasping â—ands from Ipâ—igenia My Soul shall first be sevâ—r'd from my Body Than I from my dear Daughter â— Iphig Oh! Madam What cruel Star did ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ That inauâ—picious Day when you broughâ— ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ Th' unhappy Object of your tender Love Alas What can your weak Eâ—â—orts perâ—ormâ— Abandon'd as we are You must encounter Boâ—h Gods and Men confederate to undo me Meet not the Rage of a fierce Multitudeâ— Let not your Fondness lead you to the Câ—mp Against â—â—usband's Orders and alonâ— Strive not in vain to save meâ— Don't aggravate my Woes wiâ—h thâ— saâ— View Of a dear Mother basely dragg'd along By a licentious Band of furious Soldiersâ— Go let the Greeks appease the angry Gâ—dâ— And leave for ever this detested Shore Fly from the sight of those devouring Flames Which would oppress your

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