Selected quad for the lemma: heart_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heart_n	year_n	yield_v	youthful_a	13	3	10.1601	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A06993	Hero and Leander: begun by Christopher Marloe; and finished by George Chapman	Marlowe, Christopher, 1564-1593.; Chapman, George, 1559?-1634. aut	1598 (1598)	STC 17414; ESTC S104949	39,739	106

residence Nor is't of earth or mold celestiall Or capable of any forme at all Of that which hath no being doe not boast Things that are not at all are neuer lost Men foolishly doe call it vertuous What vertue is it that is borne with vs Much lesse can honour be ascrib'd thereto Honour is purchas'd by the deedes wee do Beleeue me Hero honour is not wone Vntill some honourable deed be done Seeke you for chastitie immortall fame And know that some haue wrong'd Dianas name Whose name is it if she be false or not So she be faire but some vile toongs will blot But you are faire aye me so wondrous faire So yong so gentle and so debonaire As Greece will thinke if thus you liue alone Some one or other keepes you as his owne Then Hero hate me not nor from me flie To follow swiftly blasting infamie Perhaps thy sacred Priesthood makes thee loath Tell me to whom mad'st thou that heedlesse oath To Venus answered shee and as shee spake Foorth from those two tralucent cesternes brake A streame of liquid pearle which downe her face Made milk-white paths wheron the gods might trace To Ioues high court Hee thus replide The rites In which Loues beauteous Empresse most delites Are banquets Dorick musicke midnight-reuell Plaies masks and all that sterne age counteth euill Thee as a holy Idiot doth she scorne For thou in vowing chastitie hast sworne To rob her name and honour and thereby Commit'st a sinne far worse than periurie Euen sacrilege against her Deitie Through regular and formall puritie To expiat which sinne kisse and shake hands Such sacrifice as this Venus demands There at she smilde and did denie him so As put thereby yet might he hope for mo Which makes him quickly re-enforce his speech And her in humble maner thus beseech Though neither gods nor men may thee deserue Yet for her sake whom you haue vow'd to serue Abandon fruitlesse cold Virginitie The gentle queene of Loues sole enemie Then shall you most resemble Venus Nun When Venus sweet rites are perform'd and dun Flint-brested Pallas ioyes in single life But Pallas and your mistresse are at strife Loue Hero then and be not tyrannous But heale the heart that thou hast wounded thus Nor staine thy youthfull yeares with auarice Faire fooles delight to be accounted nice The richest corne dies if it be not reapt Beautie alone is lost too warily kept These arguments he vs'd and many more Wherewith she yeelded that was woone before Heroes lookes yeelded but her words made warre Women are woon when they begin to iarre Thus hauing swallow'd Cupids golden hooke The more she striu'd the deeper was she strooke Yet euilly faining anger stroue she still And would be thought to graunt against her will So hauing paus'd a while at last shee said Who taught thee Rhetoricke to deceiue a maid Aye me such words as these should I abhor And yet I like them for the Orator With that Leander stoopt to haue imbrac'd her But from his spreading armes away she cast her And thus bespake him Gentle youth forbeare To touch the sacred garments which I weare Vpon a rocke and vnderneath a hill Far from the towne where all is whist and still Saue that the sea playing on yellow sand Sends foorth a ratling murmure to the land Whose sound allures the golden Morpheus In silence of the night to visite vs. My turret stands and there God knowes I play With Venus swannes and sparrowes all the day A dwarfish beldame beares me companie That hops about the chamber where I lie And spends the night that might be better spent In vaine discourse and apish merriment Come thither As she spake this her toong tript For vnawares Come thither from her slipt And sodainly her former colour chang'd And here and there her eies through anger rang'd And like a planet moouing seuerall waies At one selfe instant she poore soule assaies Louing not to loue at all and euerie part Stroue to resist the motions of her hart And hands so pure so innocent nay such As might haue made heauen stoope to haue a touch Did she vphold to Venus and againe Vow'd spotlesse chastitie but all in vaine Cupid beats downe her praiers with his wings Her vowes aboue the emptie aire he flings All deepe enrag'd his sinowie bow he bent And shot a shaft that burning from him went Wherewith she strooken look't so dolefully As made Loue sigh to see his tirannie And as she wept her teares to pearle he turn'd And wound them on his arme and for her mourn'd Then towards the pallace of the destinies Laden with languishment and griefe he flies And to those sterne nymphs humblie made request Both might enioy each other and be blest But with a ghastly dreadfull countenance Threatning a thousand deaths at euery glance They answered Loue nor would vouchsafe so much As one poore word their hate to him was such Harken a while and I will tell you why Heauens winged herrald Ioue-borne Mercury The selfe-same day that he asleep had layd Inchanted Argus spied a countrie mayd Whose carelesse haire in stead of pearle t'adorne it Glistred with deaw as one that seem'd to skorne it Her breath as fragrant as the morning rose Her mind pure and her tongue vntaught to glose Yet prowd she was for loftie pride that dwels In tow'red courts is oft in sheapheards cels And too too well the faire vermillion knew And siluer tincture of her cheekes that drew The loue of euery swaine On her this god Enamoured was and with his snakie rod Did charme her nimble feet and made her stay The while vpon a hillock downe he lay And sweetly on his pipe began to play And with smooth speech her fancie to assay Till in his twining armes he lockt her fast And then he woo'd with kisses and at last As sheapheards do her on the ground he layd And tumbling in the grasse he often strayd Beyond the bounds of shame in being bold To eie those parts which no eie should behold And like an insolent commanding louer Boasting his parentage would needs discouer The way to new Elisium but she Whose only dower was her chastitie Hauing striu'ne in vaine was now about to crie And craue the helpe of sheapheards that were nie Herewith he staid his furie and began To giue her leaue to rise away she ran After went Mercurie who vsde such cunning As she to heare his tale left off her running Maids are not woon by brutish force and might But speeches full of pleasures and delight And knowing Hermes courted her was glad That she such louelinesse and beautie had As could prouoke his liking yet was mute And neither would denie nor grant his sute Still vowd he loue she wanting no excuse To feed him with delaies as women vse Or thirsting after immortalitie All women are ambitious naturallie Imposde vpon her louer such a taske As he ought not performe nor yet she aske A draught of flowing Nectar she