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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
fire_n	work_n	world_n	wrought_v	69	3	7.3808	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20066	If it be not good, the Diuel is in it A nevv play, as it hath bin lately acted, vvith great applause, by the Queenes Maiesties Seruants: at the Red Bull. Written by Thomas Dekker.	Dekker, Thomas, ca. 1572-1632.	1612 (1612)	STC 6507; ESTC S109539	49,565	96

Garlicke nor Garlike neither now yet she has strong reason to loue it for tho Garlicke made her smell abhominably in the nostrills of the gallants yet she had smelt and stuncke worse but for garlike One filthy sent takes away another She once smilde vpon me like a lambe when shee gaue me gold but now she roares vpon me like a Lion Stay what said head Spend this brauely and thou shalt haue more can any prodigall new-come vpstart spend it more brauely and now to get more I must goe into the groue of Naples that 's here and get into a blacke tree heare 's a blacke tree too but art thou he Glitt. He within Scu. Ha ha where art thou my sweete great head Glitt. Head Scu. O'at the head that 's to say at the top how shall I get vp for t is hard when a man is downe in this world to get vp I shall neuer climbe hie Glitt. Hye Scu. I will hie me then but I am as heauy as a sow of lead Giltt. Leade Scu. Yes I will lead big Head whatsoeuer followes Many a gallant for gold has climbde higher on a gallowes The storme euen as Head nodded is comming Cooke licke thy fingers now or neuer Glit. Now or neuer Rayne Thunder and lightning Enter Lucifer and Diuels Omn. Oooh Luc: This is the tree Scu. On which would you all were hang'd so I were off it and safe at home Luc. And this I am sure t is this the horrid groue Where witches broodes ingender our place of meeting Scu. Doe witches ingender here zounds I shall bee the diuels bawde whilest he goes to his lecherie Luc. And this the hideous black infernall howre Ha●no appearance yet if their least minute Our vassailes breake sinck shall these trees to hell Scu. Alas Luc. This groue I le turne into a brimstone lake Which shall be euer-burning Scu. The best is if I be a match in the diuels tinderbox I can stinck no worse than I doe alreadie Luc. Not yet come Oooh Enter Shacklesoule Rufman embrace and Lurchall at seuerall dores with other diuels Omn. Oooh oooh Scu. Sure the feare no Christian Diuels they so loue one another Luc. Stand forth Sits vnder the tree all about him Scu. Frier Rush amongst 'em Luc. And here vnlade you of that pretious freight For which you went mens soules what voyage is made Omn. No sauing voyage but a damning Luc. Good Scu. I thought the diuell was turnde Merchant there 's so many Pirates at Sea Ruff. i th Court of Naples haue I prospred well And braue soules shall I shortly ship to hell In sensuall streames Courtier and King I ha crownde From whence warre is flowing whose tyde shall all confound Scu. Are there gentlemen diuels too this is one of those who studies the black Art that 's to say drinkes Tobacco Luc. Are all then good i th Citie Lur. No Lucifer Scu. No nor scarce i th suburbes Lur. Great Prince of diuels Thy hests I haue obayde I am bartring for one soule able to lade An Argocy if Citie oathes if periuries Cheatings or gnawing mens soules by vsuries If all the villanies that a Citty can Are able to get thee a sonne I ha found that man Luc. Serue him vp stands vp Scu. Alas now now Lur. Damnation giues his soule but one turne more Cause he shall be enough Scu. It s no meruaile if markets be deere when the Citie is bound to find the diuell roast-meate Luc. Has Rush lyen ydle Shac. Ydle no Lucifer Scu. All the world is turnd diuell Rush is one too Sha. Ydle I haue your nimblest diuell bin In twentie shapes begetting sin Scu. One was to get me thrust out of the priory Sha. I am fishing for a whole schoale of Friers Al are gluttoning or muttoning stabbīg or swelling Ther 's onely one Lambe scapes my killing But I will haue him then there 's a cooke Scu. Whose arse makes buttons Sha. Of whom I some reuenge haue tooke Scu. The diuell choake you for t Sha. He mickle scath has done me And the knaue thinkes to out-run me Scu. Not too fast Luc. Kick his guily soule hither Sha. I le driue him to despaire And make him hang himselfe Scu. For hanging I stand faire Luc: Goe ply your workes our Sessions are at hand Fire We fly to execute thy dread command Exeunt 3. Scu. Would I could flye into a bench-hole Luc. But what haue you don nothing 1. Diu. We haue all like bees Wrought in that Hyue of soule the busie world Some ha lyen in cheesmongers 〈…〉 Scu. Wud I were there but 〈…〉 1. Diu. For one halfe ounce we had 〈…〉 soule Scu. If he melted tallow hee smelt sweetly as I doe 1. Diu. Walke round hels shambles thou shalt see there sticks Some 4. butchers soules puft queintly vp with pricks Scu. 4. Sweete-breads I hold my life that diuels an asse 1. Diu. Taylors ore-reachers for to this t is growne They scorne thy hell hauing better of their owne Scu. They feare not sattin nor all his workes 1. Diu. I haue with this fist beate vpon rich-mens hearts To make 'em harder and these two thumbes thrust In open Churches into braue dames eares Damning vp attention whilst the loose eye peeres For fashions of gowne-wings laces purles ruffes Fals cals tires wires caps hats and mufs and pufs For so the face be smug and carkas gay That 's all their pride Luc. T will be a festiuall day When those sweete Duckes comes to vs loose 'em not goe More soules you pay to hell the lesse you owe This Ewe-tree blast with your hot-scorching breath A marke toth ' witch who next sits here of death Omn. Ooooh Fireworkes Scumbroath falls Exeunt Omn. Scu. Call you this rayning downe of gold I am wet toth ' skinne in the showre but t is with sweating for feare had I now had the conscience that some Vintners and Inholders haue here might I haue gotten the diuell and all But two sinnes haue vndone me prodigalitie and couetousnesse and three Pees haue pepperd me the Punck the Pot and Pipe of smoake out of my pocket my gold did soake I cannot sweare now zounds I am gallant but I can sweare as many of the ragged Regiment doe zounds I haue bin a gallant But I am now downe deiected and debash'd and can better drawe out a thirdendale gallant that 's to say a gallant that wants of his true measure than any tapster can draw him out of his scores thus he sets vp and thus hee 's pulls downe thus is he raised and thus declinde 〈◊〉 Nominatiuo Hic Gallantus a Gallant Genetiuo Hugious braue Datiuo Huic If he gets once a lick Accusatiuo Hunc Of a taffaty Punck Accusatiuo Hunc 〈…〉 Hunc Hunc Hoc With 〈◊〉 vp her smock 〈…〉 Hee s gon if he cryes so 〈…〉 Away with him he has the pock 〈…〉 If the pox 〈…〉 Genetiuo Horum Yet hee s a begger in coram Datiuo His His gilt rapier he