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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heaven_n	air_n	earth_n	fire_n	4,364	5	6.5692	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A35286	The history of the famous and passionate love, between a fair noble Parisian lady, and a beautiful young singing-man, a chanter in the Quire of Notre Dame in Paris, and a singer in opera's an heroic poem, in two canto's, being in imitation of Virgil's Dido and Ænes, and shews all the passions of a proud beauty, compell'd by love, to abandon her self to her inferiour : but finding some slights, how she reveng'd her self, and recovered her honor.	Crown, Mr. (John), 1640?-1712.; Virgil. Aeneis. Liber 2-4.	1692 (1692)	Wing C7392; ESTC R17694	12,199	33

ndanger at the least his Nose These sinful Leagues always conclude in strife Drubs from the Husband Poxes from the Wife If this lewd Course he does not leave and loath My Niece he loses and his Office both This spoken forwards the Church Merc'ry pac'd With all his Ornaments by Fortune grac'd For then it Chim'd to Prayers his Gown was on His Head in a new Cap of Sattin shone He bore his bright Inchanting Silver Rod With which he serves disserves the drowzy God Leads Souls to happy Seats and Slumbers deep And often wakes 'em out of heavy Sleep Of Graves call'd Pews he locks unlocks the Doors Guides Souls to Shades and back to Light restores With his wing'd Robe Rod tip'd with Turtles Wings The Divine Mercury to Minnum springs And finds the Hero dressing for the Quire But ah profan'd with Ranting lay Attire Of his Love-Victories the wealthy Spoils And bold Confessions of his Nightly Toils Him the Envoy invades and word for word Told what was utter'd by his Heavenly Lord Then vanish'd into thin and spacious Air With Horrour stiff-upstarted Minnum's Hair Bore from his Head the Wig which hedg'd it round In his cold freezing Jaws his Voice was drown'd Affrighted by Commands from one so great From his sweet Crimes he thinks of a Retreat But ah what Words what Heart he shou'd assume To his high-spirited Dear to break this Doom He knew not various ways he rack'd his Mind Now he 's to her anon to Heaven inclin'd Hell he fears much and loss of Heavenly Joy More the great Dean and loss of his Employ But of the Husband he stood most afraid And on his Soul drubs most impression made So he concluded 't was the safest way To take this warning and the Dean obey Forsake his pleasant but most dangerous Sin Preserve his Soul his Office and his Skin And with the Dean resolves to make his Peace By this Nights Service and deserve his Niece But to tread foftly in this new Amour Till in his Arms Lavinia was secure Mean while all Sounds and Colours to devise Cou'd Cheat the injur'd Beautie 's Ears and Eyes This Nights unlook'd for Parting to excuse He Billet-doux with Billet-doux pursues Curses his Stars and Fate the Tyrants will And strives to gild the nauseous bitter Pill In spite o' those thin Arts the fraud was bare Lovers soon feel in Love the least cool Air. And impious Fame brands in her Bosom threw All Minnum's falsehood told abroad she flew Like one from Bedlam broke with heavy Chains This raving Beauty batter'd her own Brains With her Love-fetters madly hurried on Whither she knew not for her Sense was gone The Warriours chosen for the great Design In the Dean's Palace then were deep in Wine Thither this Beauty pale her Visage rent Drove by Fan's Conduct and for Minnum sent Out Minnum starts then thus his Ears she bruis'd False Slave said she have I my self abus'd To please thy Love and dar'st thou fly from me What! from a Beauty of my Quality And for a stitching Wench who earns her Bread Whose Life depends upon a rotten Thred For thee I wrong'd my Noble Lord my Soul Nay my high Blood now with dishonour foul Now a poor Wench must have my dear-bought Joys I must have nothing but thy Frauds and Lyes If ever I was kind to thee or dear If e'er thy Passion was like mine sincere If Pity in thy Heart can find a room For me or thy own Infant in my Womb Warm with some kindness thy poor Child at least Desert me not till at my panting Breast I see an Innocent sweet Minnum play Then thou mayst take the treacherous one away I shall not quite be of my Love bereft The loveliest part of Minnum will be left Pale Minnum started when she nam'd her Lord Mus'd deeply on her Husbands Cane and Sword Took both into his Heart which made it hard That to her Beauty he paid no regard By all her Prayers and Tears he stood unbent And stead o' closing widen'd thus the Rent Madam said he I sign th' Account y 'ave brought Whilst I 've a Soul you will delight my thought Lovely you are and loving you have been Too kind your Beauty and your Love gave sin Enticing Beauties which undid us both Your self I love my sin I greatly loath The Heavens and Earth have joyn'd my Soul to save My disturb'd Father rests not in his Grave But haunts me Nightly nay the mighty Dean Hears I defile the Church with Life unclean And threatens me with everlasting Fire Nay more of me quickly to cleanse the Quire Destruction in both Worlds attends our Crime Oh! let us both repent and mend in time Sweet Penitence will cleanse your Noble Blood Madam I must forsake you for your good Else I am cruel to you and unjust I leave you with Regret but part we must Whilst thus he spoke her Eyes around him walk'd T' examine what provoking Monster talk'd Wonder Aversion held her silent long At length a Floud of Rage thus forc'd her Tongue Thou art to nothing soft or sweet a-kin Thy Father ne'er touch'd Flute or Violin No Woman bore thee from some Rock th' art sprung A Rock is able to repeat a Song Pity or Love never came near thy Heart More faithless than thy Fiddle-strings thou art Which for their Truth on alt'ring Air relie And as the Weather is are firm or flie Traytour I took thee'n Purse and Person bare When many a Wench of both had had their share Thy Finery thy graceful Part is mine And now forsooth I 've made him Great and shine With Earth and Heav'n he is in high Esteem His Father's Soul leaves Joys above for him Suppose a Soul from Earth to Heav'n can pass Wou'd it take such a Journey for an Ass Go for thy Ruine thy Lavinia wed Anchor on Needles seek thy floating Bread In the uncertain Air of windy Song In a great waving Town ne'er fixing long But what it lately lifted to the Skies Soon sinks to Hell as Humours fall or rise Shortly wrack'd Wretch split into Girls and Boys And swimming only on thy frail Employs Thou bitterly wilt curse our Parting Hour And wish once more my Heart were in thy Pow'r In vain Scorn only shalt thou have from me Then the tormenting haunting Memory Of my Endearing Love for ever lost Shall like a Restless Dire Infernal Ghost Freeze thee i' Bed and blast thee at thy Board Till thou' rt the verier Ghost and more abhorr'd This News will bring great Pleasure to my Ear And be the only Musick I shall bear Then she abruptly hurry'd from his Eyes Left him in Fears deep-studying soft Replyes Muse leave him too a Moment and attend The injur'd Fair to give her Griefs an End As drawn by Dragons home she swiftly whirl'd There on her Bed her lovely Body hurl'd Then sigh'd wept groan'd oft into Swoonings fell Oh! Love to what canst thou not Hearts compel Love drives this