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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
head_n	dead_a	fall_n	great_a	77	3	2.1664	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A64706	The unfortunate couple; or, The unkind father being a true relation of a squire's son, who having married his father's maid against his consent, was reduced to such great necessity, that his young wife died for greif, and his father denying him releif, he fell into sad dispair, and shot himself dead with a pistol, in his chamber in L-d-g-te-street on Saturday last. Tune, of orgive [sic] me if my looks thought &c.		1700 (1700)	Wing U50B; ESTC R222516	927	1

THE Unfortunate Couple Or The Unkind FATHER Being a true Relation of a Squire 's Son who having Married his Father's Maid against his Consent was reduced to such great Necessity that his Young Wife Died for Greif and his Father denying him releif he fell into sad Dispair and Shot himself Dead with a Pistol in his Chamber in L -- d-g-te-street on Saturday last Tune of or give me if my looks I thought c. YOU Cruel Parents most severe now Listen to my story And pitty your own Children dear if they for Love do Marry For 't is not saiding Earthly Dross that will true joys procure When Lovers find a fatal Cross none can such pains endure Al Squires Son of Wealth and fame in Love was much affected With a most fair and brisk young Dame who kindly him respected But being but his Fathers Maid his Friends did all dispise her Quoth they let us the Youth perswade to leave her and be wiser But all their words did but increase his true and real affection He vow'd that he wou'd soon release his Love from their subjection And in the Dark and silent Night he privatly did Carry His only Darling from their sight and quickly her did Marry No sooner did the Squire hear what his Young Son had acted But he with rage did rave and tare as if he 'd been Distracted Quoth he no Spawn of Beggar 's Bratts shall e're enjoy my Treasure I 'll never own him for my Son so great is my displeasure The Cruel Father thus unkind did make them both Distressed For no subsistance could they fi●d with wants they were oppressed So that the poor unhappy Bride with sorrow and vexation Her heart it broke and soon she Dy'd While he made Lamentation Two pretty Babes she left behind wou'd move a Tark's compassion But yet the Squire 's cruel mind retain'd his Indignation For when his Son on bended Knee implor'd some small assistance Quoth he bring not her Bratts to me But pray keep at a distance This answer fill'd his h●art with greif and brought dispair upon him Because he miss'd of all releif and friends they did disown him Disturbed mind and fearful Dreams did Night and Day Molest him Confused thoughts and such extreams as more and more oppress 't him He set a Pistol to his Head which cut Lif's thread insunder And in his Chamber fell down Dead which fill'd the Town with wonder Let all take warning by his fall dispair it was his Ruin Take heed in time both great and small for fear 't is your undoing LONDON Printed for P. Markham near Bridge-water-Square