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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	die_v	hand_n	life_n	6,519	5	4.2931	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A04613	The first booke of songes & ayres of foure parts with tableture for the lute So made that all the parts together, or either of them severally may be song to the lute, orpherian or viol de gambo. Composed by Robert Iones.	Jones, Robert, fl. 1597-1615.	1600 (1600)	STC 14732; ESTC S119449	14,875	47

you light doth now decline set to you to others riseth shee who would sooner die then change not fearing death delights to range and now now O now ii.ii. my loue despiseth now now O now ii.ii. my loue despiseth TENOR O my poore eies that sunne whose shine late gaue you light doth now de cline and set to you to others riseth she who would soo ner die then change not fearing death delights to range and now O now ii my loue de spiseth and now O now ii my loue de spiseth XIIII CANTVS IF fathers knew but how to leaue their children wit as they do wealth could constraine them to receiue that physicke which brings perfect health the world would not admiring stand a womans face a womās face and womans hand 2 Women confesse they must obey We men will needes be seruants still We kisse their hands and what they say We must commend bee 't neuer so ill Thus we like fooles admiring stand Her pretty foote and pretty hand 3 We blame their pride which we increase By making mountaines of a mouse We praise because we know we please Poore women are too credulous To thinke that we admiring stand Or foote or face or foolish hand ALTVS IF fathers knew but how to leaue their children wit as they doe wealth and could constraine them to receiue that physicke which brings perfect health the world would not admiring stand ii a womans face ii and womans hand BASSVS IF fathers knew but how to leaue their children wit as they do vvealth and could constraine them to receiue that physicke vvhich brings perfect health the vvorld would not admiring stand ii a vvomans face ii and vvomans hand TENOR IF fathers knew but how to leaue their children wit as they do vvealth and could constraine them to receiue that physicke vvhich brings perfect health the vvorld vvould not admiring stand a vvomans face ii.ii. and vvomans hand XV. CANTVS LIfe is a Poets fable al her daies are lies stolne from deaths reckoning table for I die for I die as I speake death times the notes that I doe breake 2 Childhood doth die in youth And youth in old age dies I thought I liu'd in truth But I die ii now I see Each age of death makes one degree 3 Farewell the doting score Of worlds arithmeticke Life I le trust thee no more Till I die ii for thy sake I le go by deaths new almanacke 4 This instant of my song A thousand men lie sicke A thousand knels are rong And I die as they sing They are but dead and I dying 5 Death is but lifes decay Life time time wastes away Then reason bids me say That I die though my breath Prolongs this space of lingring death ALTVS LIfe is a Poets fable and all her daies are lies stolne from deaths reckning table ii for I die as I speake death times the noates which I doe breake which I doe breake BASSVS LIfe is a Poets fable and all her daies are lies stolne frō deaths reckning ta ble for I die as I speake death times the noates ii which I doe breake TENOR LIfe is a Poets fable and all her daies are lies stolne from deaths reckning table for I die for I die for I die as I speake ii death times the noates which I doe breake XVI CANTVS SWeet Philomell in groaues and desarts haunting oft glads my hart and eares with her sweet chaunting but then her tunes delight me best when pearcht with prick against her breast against her breast shee sings fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie as if shee suffred wrong till seeming pleas'd sweete sweete ii.ii. sweete ii ii sweete sweete concludes her song 2 Sweete Iinny singes and talkes and sweetly smileth And with her wanton mirth my griefes beguileth But then me thinkes shee pleaseth best When while my hands moue loues request Shee cries phy phy ii and seeming loath gainsaies Till better pleas'd sweete sweete content bewraies ALTVS SWeet Philomel sweet Philomel in groaues desarts haunting oft glads my hart eares with her sweet chaunting but then her tunes delight me best delight me best when pearcht with prick against her breast against her breast she sings fie ii fie fie fie fie as if she suffered wrong til seeming pleasd ii sweet sweet sweet ii till seeming pleasd sweet sweet sweet ii sweet sweet concludes her song BASSVS SWeet Philomel in groues desarts hāting oft glads my hart and eares with her sweet chanting but then her tunes delight delight me best when percht with pricke against her breast against her breast she sings fie fie fie fie she ii as if she suffred wrong till seeming pleasd sweet s. s. s. till seeming pleasd sweete s. s. s. sweet sweet ii.ii. sweete sweete sweet concludes her song TENOR SWeet Philomel sweet Philomel in groaues de sarts haunting oft glads my hart eares with her sweet chaunting but then her tunes delight me best delight me best when percht with prick against her breast against her breast she sings fie ii fie fie fie fie fie as if she suffred wrong till seeming pleasd sweet sweet sweet sweet ii till seeming pleasd sweet sweet sweet ii ii.ii sweet sweet concludes her song XVII CANTVS THat hart wherein all sorrowes doth abound lies in this breast and cries alowd for death O blame not her when I am vnder ground that scor ning wisht ii that scor ning wisht t' out liue my panting breath O doe not her despise but let my death suffice ii to make all young men wise 2 My louing hopes prolongd my lothed life Till that my life grew lothsome to my lou'd Then death and I were at no longer strife And I was glad my death her wish approu'd O let not her be shent Yet let my president Make womans harts relent ALTVS THat hart wherein all sorrowes doth abound lies in this breast this breast and cries alowd for death O blame not her when I am vnder ground vnder ground that scor ning wisht ii that scor ning wisht t'outliue my panting breath O doe not her despise O doe not her despise but let my death suffice ii to make all young men wise BASSVS THat hart wherein all sorrowes doth abound lies in this breast and cries alowd for death O blame not her when I am vnder ground that scor ning wisht ii.ii. that scor ning wisht t'outliue my panting breath O doe not her despise but let my death suffice to make all young men wise TENOR THat hart wherein all sorrowes doth abound lies in this breast ii and cries alowd for death O blame not her when I am vn der ground ii that scor ning wisht ii.ii. t'outliue my panting breath O doe not her despise but let my death let my death but let my death suffice to make all young men wise XVIII CANTVS WHat if I seeke for loue of thee shall I find beauty kind to de-sert But if I sue and

hart but in the eie a loue that ebbes a loue that ebbes and flowes now vp now downe now vp now downe ii a mornings fauor ii and an euenings frowne X. CANTVS SWeet come away my darling and sweetly let me heare thee sing come away ii come away and bring my hart thou hast so fast in kee ping Come away ii.ii. and bring my hart thou hast so fast in keeping 2 Oh fie vpon this long stay That thus my louing hopes delay Come againe come againe ii and say Sweet hart I le neuer more say thee nay 3 Deere be not such a tyrant Still to reioice thee in my want Come and doe come and doe ii not scant Me of thy sight so faire and pleasant 4 VVhy hearst thou not his sighing VVhose voice all hoarce is with crying Come and doe ii come and doe something That may reuiue thy true loue dying 5 This is the pride of women That they make beggers of all men VVe must sigh we must crie we must die and then Forsooth it may be they will hearken ALTVS SWeet come away my darling and sweetly let mee heare thee sing come away away come away come away and bring my hart thou hast so fast in keeping BASSVS SWeet come away my darling and sweetly let me heare thee sing come away come away come away bring my hart thou hast so fast in keeping TENOR SWeete come away my darling and sweetly let mee heare thee sing come away away come away come away and bring my hart thou hast so fast in keeping XI CANTVS WOmen what are they what are they changing weather-cocks that smallest puffes that smallest puffes of lust haue power to turne women what are they ver tues stum bling blockes whereat weake fooles doe fall the wi ser spurne wee men what are wee what are we fooles fooles fooles and idle boies to spend our time in spor ting with such toies 2 VVomen what are they trees whose outward rinde Makes shew for faire when inward hart is hallow Women what are they beasts of Hiaenaes kinde That speak those fairst whō most they mean to swallow We men what are wee fooles and idle boies To spend our time in sporting with such toies 3 VVomen what are they rocks vpon the coast Where on we suffer shipwracke at our landing Women what are they patient creatures most That rather yeld thē striue gainst ought withstāding We men what are wee fooles and idle boies To spend our time in sporting with such toies ALTVS WHat are they what are they changing weather-cocks that smallest puffes of lust of lust haue power to turne to turne women what are they vertues stumbling blocks ii whereat weake fooles doe fall the wiser spurne wee men what are wee what are we fooles fooles idle boies ii that spend our time that spend our time in spor ting with such toies BASSVS WHat are they what are they changing weather-cocks that smallest puffes that smallest puffes of lust hath power to turne women what are they vertues stumbling blocks whereat weake fooles doe fall the wiser spurne we men what are we what are we fools idle boies fooles fooles and idle idle boies that spēd our time ii in sporting with such toies TENOR WHat are they what are they changing weather-cocks that smallest puffes of lust haue power to turne to turne women what are they vertues stumbling blocks stumbling blocks whereat weake fooles doe fall the wiser spurne we men what are we we men what are we fooles and idle boies ii that spend our time ii in sporting with such toies XII CANTVS FArewel dear loue since thou wilt needs be gon mine eies do shew my life is almost done nay I will neuer die so long as I can spie there be many mo though that she do go there be many mo I feare not why then let her goe I care not 2 Farewell farewell since this I finde is true I will not spend more time in wooing you But I will seeke els where If I may find her there Shall I bid her goe What and if I doe Shall I bid her go and spare not O no no no no I dare not 3 Ten thousand times farewell yet stay a while Sweet kisse me once sweet kisses time beguile I haue no power to moue How now am I in loue Wilt thou needs be gone Go then all is one Wilt thou needs be gone oh hie thee Nay stay and doe no more denie mee 4 Once more farewell I see loth to depart Bids oft adew to her that holdes my hart But seeing I must loose Thy loue which I did chuse Go thy waies for me Since it may not be Go thy waies for me but whither Go oh but where I may come thither 5 What shall I doe my loue is now departed Shee is as faire as shee is cruell harted Shee would not be intreated With praiers oft repeated If shee come no more Shall I die therefore If shee come no more what care I Faith let her go or come or tarry ALTVS FArewell deare loue since thou wilt needs be gone my eies doe shew my life is almost done yet I will neuer die so long as I can spie there be many mo though that shee doe go there be many mo I feare not why then let her go I care not BASSVS FArewell deare loue since thou wilt needs be gone my eies doe shew my life is almost done yet I will neuer die so long as I can spie there be many mo though that she doe go there be many mo I feare not why then let her go I care not TENOR FArewell deare loue since thou wilt needs be gone my eies doe shew my life is almost done yet I will neuer die so long as I can spie there be many mo though that she doe go there be many mo I feare not why then let her go I care not XIII CANTVS O My poore eies that sun whose shine late gaue you light doth now decline and set to you to others riseth she who would sooner die then change not fearing death delights to range and now O now O now my soule despiseth 2 Yet O my hart thy state is blest To finde out rest in thy vnrest Since thou her slaue no more remainest For shee that bound thee sets thee free Then when shee first forsaketh thee Such O such right by wrong thou gainest 3 Eies gaze no more heart learne to hate Experience tels you all too late Fond womans loue with faith still warreth While true desert speakes writes and giues Some groome the bargaine neerer driues And he O he the market marreth ALTVS O my poore eies that sunne whose shine late gaue you light doth now decline and set to you to others riseth shee who would sooner die then change not fearing death delights to range and now O now ii my loue despiseth and now O now ii my loue despiseth BASSVS O my poore eies that sun whose shine late gaue