Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	dead_a	die_v	soul_n	6,918	5	5.2813	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B02360	The constant lovers mortal mistake. While Phaons absence caus'd suspition strange in her who wondred that his love should change, her bloody knife a mortal blow did give her, startled hereat he fell into the river, his dream was fatal while her deep suspition caus'd these poor souls to dye in this condition. Tune of, Young Phaon.		1678-1681? (1681)	Wing C5944; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[65]; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[69]	1,292	1

The Constant Lovers Mortal Mistake While Phaons absence caus'd suspition strange In her who wondred that his love should change Her bloody knife a mortal blow did give her Startled here at he fell into the River His dream was fatal while her deep suspition Caus'd these poor souls to dye in this condition Tune of Young Phaon YOung Phaon sate upon the brink to view the silver stream He overtaken was with sléep and fell into a dream He then beheld a sight most strange the like he ne'r did see Phillis did stand with Knife in hand and thus complained she Old wretched fate you now too late show me my misery My Phaons gone so fair so young now for him I must dye Why was I robb'd and then she sobb'd of my delightful bliss So soon that he could not give me one smile or parting kiss While he did live he ne'r did give me cause to mourn or grieve His life is fled and he is dead I perfectly believe Therefore will I make haste and fly out of this world of pain With him so sweet I fain would méet with him for to remain While him I miss no pain like this no blessings can I meet Had I but dy'd by his dear side death I had counted sweet And there withall she soon did fall by wounding her fair brest Oh! now quoth she I come to thee she shrick'd and went to rest He heard this cry as she did dye and thought it was her voice Whom he did love all souls above in her he did rejoyce He started then and strait fell in he never more was seen Phillis he cryed and then he dy'd was lost in that sweet stream 'T is so●row great for to relate these constant lovers cross Few in this wo●ld were ever whirld into so great a loss Both terrified these Lovers dyed and ne'r were seen again In vain did he lament while she was by her self thus slain The second part to the same Tune The great mistake that she did make because he did absent This mischief caus'd for when she paus'd on him she did lament Dispairing love did passion move which prov'd to be extream She gave deaths wound while he was drownd nothing could them redeem You happy lovers then beware that you do not miscarry Perchance they may abscent away whom you 'd have alwayes tarry Then have a care and dont despair and hug not d●scontent When from you they do keep away they by themselves lament In lovely H●mnes and Stratagems they 'r singing forth your praise In hopes e're long there will belong to them a Crown of Bayes For to adorn their not forlorn nor yet forsaken loves When Himey comes with sugar-plumbs they bill like Turtle Doves And when they 'r strange their links Ch●ins are stronger then before For when they 'r tane in them again they 'r fast for evermore Tho fallings out may breed some doubt count my assertion true They do encrease loves joyes peace and passion doth renew These are loves toys and lovers joys sometimes to prove the heart Such charmes they breed that I indeed cannot to you impart Their grieves don't last love with a blast These seeming clouds disperse But where or when they meet agen their passions they rehearse One sigh alone joyn'd with a groan more Penetrates the brest Then twenty why in company they pass it as a jest But secret tears tears produc'd by fears and none do them oppose They work upon the melt●ng one and prove their mortall foes FINIS LONDON Printed for F. Coles T. Vere J. Wright J. Clark W Thackery and T. Passenger