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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
lord_n	daughter_n	sir_n	son_n	24,258	5	5.4953	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A23370	An excellent historie bothe pithy and pleasant, discoursing on the life and death of Charles and Iulia, two Brittish, or rather Welshe louers No lesse delightfull for varietie, then tragicall in their miserie, not hurtfull to youthe, nor vnprofitable to age, but commodious to bothe. By W.A.	Averell, W. (William)	1581 (1581)	STC 980; ESTC S104464	43,054	145

Then Cambria was two Lordships large two Lords possest the same Of whome as Stories make recorde they were of worthy fame In Anglesie the one dyd raigne syr Gaulfride stoute he hight The other Owen had to name in Flint he rulde by right This Gaulfride had one sonne calde Charles a Lad of lusty lym And Owen had a Daughter déere in beautie lyke to him This Charles Dame Nature had bedeckt with goodly giftes of grace That all the Arte which she could vse she planted in his face His flowing tongue Apollo taught such sugred speach to frame His stature was so séemely set as none can tell the same Full twentie yéeres he was of age his Beard began to growe Then tyme in him by rare aspectes great wisdome séemd to showe Her name was gentle Iulia whose blazing beautie bright Like splendaunt Phoebus rayes did shine in euerie peoples sight I know Apelles could not paint her séemely shape and showe Though euerie Painter should with him theyr perfect skyll bestowe Dame Nature séeing her picture braue dyd heaue her prayse so hye That in the same shée breathed life when shée dyd it espye Her curled crine dyd farre surpasse the glorious glistering golde My skill is scant my wit dooth want her fauour to vnfolde In yéeres she was ninetéene I reade yet was her gestures graue And modest was she in her talke but fewe her vertues haue Why should I stand to paynt her prayse I want the Muses ayde Ne haue I clym'de Parnassus clyffe by ceaselesse toyle assayde I neuer yet did washe my wittes at wise Libethres Well Nor scalde the roughe and ragged rocke where learned Ladies dwell Wherefore come Clio mée assist good Ladies lend your skyll That I may showe those Loouers lyues with this my barraine quyll A Fountaine fayre there is in Flint a Riuer rare to sée Where auncient Brittaines dyd suppose some power diuine to bée And daylie yet they doo adore this auncient sacred Spring Whose Vertues of a troth are rare and doo much profite bring And calde it is Saint Winefredes Well for whome theyr yéerely Feast With reuerence they yet obserue from greatest to the least The Lame the Blinde the Lunatike the Deafe and eke the Dome Vnto this cléere celestiall spring for succour styll doo come Amongst the route young Charles dooth ride this pleasaunt plat to viewe And to suruay each seemely shape among this comely crewe On th'other side Dame Iulia comes her offringes to bestowe That vnto VVinefred she maye her due obeysaunce showe To Temple nowe these gallaunts goe with Iulia and her trayne Where solempne Seruice they did heare and so returnde agayne Then vnto dauncing they doo fall as auncient custome is They spende theyr tyme in pleasaunt sport no want of ioye they mysse But Charles amyd the thickest throng dooth lende his launcing lookes To féede his eyes with beauties baytes yet fearde no force of hookes Theyr beautie he in ballaunce bindes and wayes them all alyke He thought no dynt of Cupids darte her sturdie heart could strike At last his eyes he firmely fixt on Iulias shape beside Whose fauour freshe and face so fayre Dame Nature had bedyde He found such sparkes within her face as dyd inflame his heart Which boylde his brest with burning brāds and bred his smoking smart For crabbed Cupid by his craft dyd hyde himselfe vnseene And gorde the breast of Charles vnwares which made his woundes full greene Syr Charles who lyu'de at lybertie as captiue nowe is caught And where he wyst not how to wooe now Looue his tongue hath taught He knewe her not that bred his bane or wrapt his wittes in woe His sences now were rockt a sléepe her Looue had lulde him soe Yet bashfull shame the foe of Looue withholdes his tongue to speake And faynting feare had wrought his force his minde he durst not breake Three thinges there be that hinder Looue that's Absence Feare and Shame And where that these be resident there thinges can neuer frame Yet he requests with dilligence a Tenaunt of her Syre What hight her name who was her Kinne that kindled thus his fyre Meane space fayre Iulia lookes about her wandring eyes doo gaze Tyll shée by Fortune found the face which made her minde to maze On Charles by chaūce her eyes made choyse whose feature shée dyd finde Aboue each showe of humaine shape the best to please her minde Shée deemed his beames of beauty bright dyd passe each wight as farre As Titans glystering rayes excelles the clearenes of a Starre By doome diuine it was decréede he should enioye her hart Yet knew not shée what wight it was that dyd procure her smart Thus bothe by lot in looue were lynckt there Passions were alike One direfull darte by Cupids crafte theyr stroke of strife dyd strike They straungers were to each vnknown bothe languishe for reléefe And feare dyd force them to be faint to shewe theyr gripes of gréefe Yet shée demaundes what Knight it was whose Princely port dyd shine Who aunswered her he was the chéefe and heyre of Gaulfrides line Which was the Earle of Anglesie these woordes dyd glad her hart And yet the priuie prickes of looue encreast her ceaselesse smart On Venus then shée dooth exclaime and of her cruell chylde Because that through his shiuering shafte her pleasures were exylde Yet dooth shee thanke Dame Venus grace that shée in hart dyd serue A worthy Wight whose vertues rare dyd well her looue deserue Wherefore O Lady graunt quoth he that for my loyall hart I may rewarded be with looue to cease my secrete smart Thus bothe attentiue were to view to marke each others eye If by the sight some signes might séeme the flames for to descrie At last theyr dauncing finisht was they leaue theyr lyked sport And to a Garden gay and gréene they all foorthwith resort Wherein an Arbor they are set each one to his degrée First Charles then Iulia next to him as duetie wyld to bée The common crewe with merrie notes of syluer sounde doo sing That with the Eccho of theyr voice they make the Garden ring But Charles thus placed in this plat with ioye his tongue is tyde And shiftes of shame doo shrowde his spéeche which should haue looue descryde He fréendly grypes her tender hand his hart dooth leape for ioye And chaunge of h●we bewrayes the flames that dyd his minde annoye For as a glasse presentes each showe and makes the Picture playne Euen so the eyes and face bewrayes what dooth in minde remayne When cullor vades and comes againe when wandring eyes doo raunge These are the certayne signes of Looue or of some Passion straunge He fayne would speake but feare bad staye and shame retaynd her tongue And thus with prickes of Cupids flames they bothe alyke were stong Tyll Looue at last surpassed shame and forced feare to flye The blazing brandes that burnd within burst out with flames on hye Then Charles declarde what grypes of gréefe dyd holde his heauy hart