Selected quad for the lemma: duty_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
duty_n	heart_n	love_n	love_v	3,572	5	6.5737	4	true

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B06236	True love exalted: or, A dialogue between a courteous young knight of the city of London, and a searge weavers daughter of Devonshire. Shewing how the young knight was travelling in Devon-shire, and fell in love with a fair maid there: how he courted her to be his miss, but she not yielding to his lascivious desires, he was so much in love with her vertue, that he marryed her, and made he alady [sic], and carryed her to the Kings court at London, where they now live in joy and happiness. The tune is, Tender hearts, &c.		1670-1696? (1696)	Wing T2734; Interim Tract Supplement Guide EBB65H[110]	1,287	1

True Love Exalted Or A Dialogue between a Courteous young Knight of the City of London and a Searge Weavers Daughter of Devonshire Shewing how the young Knight was Travelling in Devon-shire and fell in Love with a fair Maid there How he Courted her to be his Miss but she not yielding to his Lascivious desires he was so much in Love with her Vertue that he Marryed her and made her a Lady and carryed her to the Kings Court at London where they now live in joy and happiness The Tune is Tender Hearts c. The Author speaks IN the West in Devon-shire Liv'd a Maid of Beauty rare pretty Peggy as her name So much Beauty so much Duty Peggy there had all the Fame Wheresoe're that you are walking Or of ●hatsoever talking pretty Peggy must come in So much Beauty so much Duty not to worship were a Sin Fate that many a one does flatter Told of this the truth o' th matter to a young and lovely Knight One lov'd Pleasure more then Treasure beauty was his chief delight Straight he was with Love involved nd to try it was resolved if that Peggy would be kind But did never meet with ever such a Face or such a mind The Knight When he first beheld the Creature All her Charms were sent by Nature neither Spots nor Tower she wore But was singing and a Spinning at her poor old Fathers door Peggy When she saw him she retired But his sences were so fired at the little interview Stay he said thou lovely Maid for now I swear report is true STraight ways then he ●ent unto her And with all his art did woe her kist her hands and blest her eyes Proffer'd her Treasure for his Pleasure but alas she still denies Golden promises he made her And with vows would fain perswade her but her vertue was too strong All his art ne'r wrought her heart though poor Peggy was but young Quoth he dear Peggy be not cruel To your self and me my jewel Leave your homely Rurial Sport Be but mine thou shalt shine amongst the Glorious stars at Court All the Pride of London City That can make proud Lady's pritty what the Changes affords that's rare All shall be my dear for thee and none with Peggy may compare Peggys Answer Sir quoth she do not endeavour The poor Daughter of a Weaver has a heart of vertuous mould That no pride can draw aside to be corrupted by your Gold The Knight Then quoth he dear Peggy may be You 'l deny to be a Lady tell me how that sutes your mind Sir quoth she my poor degree is still to humble thoughts confin'd For that quoth he I ne'r will fault thee But for humbleness exhalt thee thou this day my Bride shall be Then he tarryed till they marryed and Lady Margaret was she The Author You may think her friends consented And that she was well contented and I 'm sure so was the Knight All the day they kiss and play and God knows what they did at night Now you see how she regarded For her vertue how rewarded made a Lady for her parts Rais'd to power without Dower only by her own deserts You that would be great as she is And would have a Knight as he is let her Vertues be your guide To London fair they did repair the Knight and his beloved Bride Novv she hath no other care But to please her only Dear serve her Father and her Knight All his Treasure 's at her pleasure he her joy she his Delight Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-Ball in Pye-corner