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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	affection_n	good_a	will_n	3,330	5	5.9191	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A90377	Poems written by the Right Honorable William earl of Pembroke, lord steward of his Majesties houshold. Whereof many of which are answered by way of repartee, by Sr Benjamin Ruddier, knight. With several distinct poems, written by them occasionally, and apart.	Herbert, William, Sir, 1507-1570.; Rudyerd, Benjamin, Sir, 1572-1658.	1660 (1660)	Wing P1128; Thomason E1924_3; ESTC R209979	37,130	127

VVars Love diversly proceeds Sometime by force sometime by sleight he speeds VVhen he will force then arms he his to fight In strength of merit riches of delight But when by stratagems he means surprise His men in forms more mean he will disguise Not bearing to the forms themselves respect But careful to avoid his foes suspect And when as this with jests their wits are worn Do Lovers or the Laughers bear the scorn But O! how finely with your self you play VVhen with this quick conceit you run away That you make love to Lacky up and down To fetch the meaning of a smile or frown Alas in these slight Errand he sends you VVherein your Powers trudge as if they flew Making the least which to his pleasure tends A thing wherein your weal or wo depends Nor Plots he to dissolve by feign'd delight Over the Senses Reasons Sovereign right But Reason finding Love to rule more fit She doth that Government to him commit And so 'twixt these there is no factious strife Love here the husband is Reason the wife Not grudging at her husband's active sway But thinks she rules so just laws to obey And Love this title high thus got may keep A thred-bare Proverb cannot make him creep And for that rabble of confused Names VVhich to Love's charge you lay as bitter blames They touch not him he in himself divine To falshood nor to weakness can encline If not disfigured by our fleshly mask As VVine corrupted by a faulty eask He is no Mountebanck his wares do reach Beyond the setting forth of any speech Nor Alchimist but that Elixar old Which turns Lust's Mercury to friendship's Gold And so the rest wherewith you stain his Name Will turn considered rightly to his fame I do not sever Love from Reason's law But say that they in one sweet yoak do draw Nor let your wit dissention strive to make VVhen they in joynt command such pleasure take As for the joys which from these join'd do flow To be beyond expression I do know So may they fall on you from Love's large hand If to this Love you do not Rebel stand And we in one Opinion shall agree If both to both may fellow-servants be For me if Skeptick like you will dispute And what I feel in heart with words refute Go on and laugh at Loves commanding fire Till you cannot your scorched self retire My Curse a Blessing was your Prayer a Curse For not to love then scorn in love is worse O let sighs prodigally spend my breath My sufferings doubled be until my death So but in one kind look they her engage One hour so liv'd is longer then an age R. NOt like a Skeptick equally distract Nor like a Sophister of sleights compact Nor to vie Wit a vanity of youth Nor for the love of Victory but Truth The lists again I enter bold assur'd Within my Causes right strongly immur'd Man unto man both Text and Comment is They that best read this Character of his His body and they that most understand The sence thereof his soul do both command This as a firme rule infallibly true Not to be chang'd for one more weak more new That Reason holds the head and highest part The Affections lower are placed in the heart To shew that they must serve and still obay Reason must Ruler be and bear the sway From this pure fountain see how pure the streams Do run from this bright Sun how fair the beams Anger w●●lst he a servant true persisteth Whetteth mild just●ce sword Valour assisteth But when his power to himself he taketh He nought but brauls wars slaughters maketh Furthereth revenge injustice wrong and hate Nothing but blood his fury can abate And that but for a while for hot and dry He thirsteth oft as oft for blood doth cry And so of all the affections of the mind VVhen them wee do in due obedience find Great helpes they are and ministers of good But else to vice a fierce and headlong brood VVhat priviledge beyond the rest hath Love Shew his exemption and his freedom prove Is he no Affection then is he worse A Passion the bodies waster minds curse As long as he to Reason yields subjection He is the best and principall affection Effects most good the cement band and tye Of humane fellowship wherein doth lye All the dear comforts which makes life a life VVithout whose influence nothing but strife VVould bring us together or we should live Stragling alone and no account could give That e're we had been here with us would die Summ'd in our deaths life of posterity VVhen best things are corrupt they most are so Love once defected doth most Traitor grow And works 'gainst Reason with more violence Then all the rest and with more smooth pretence I need not here repeat will not enlarge His faults I lothly take 'gainst Love that charge I onely say that Reason is his King And Love at highest is his underling You do confess or truth doth it extort That Reason sovereign is in dearest sort Committing unto Love the senses state VVhich shews Love's Power is but subordinate But then again where you would end the strife Making Love the Husband Reason the Wife You begin anew Error hath no stay Runs infinitely on but not one way Crosseth it self findeth no resting place Appeareth alwaies with another face Increaseth faster and doth multiply Beyond the breed of any spawned fry Truth is still one it 's one center and end Still like it self and to it self a friend VVho gave the soul's Abstract Intelligences Bodies and Sex nearer to bring the senses Acquainted with them and their high enjoy Made love a lasting and perpetual Boy Still in minority never of age Because to govern he is most unfit By Non-age fair excuse they him acquit Nature's best observers the wise Egyptians In their abstruse and mystical descriptions Did of each Element two Sexes frame Which yet for Marriage sake had but one name Of Fire the Mast'ring heat they made the Male The Female what was flaming weak and pale Of Ayr the Man was active busling wind The rainy weeping Clouds of Woman-kind The deep and boundless Sea was Masculine The shallow slender Rivers Feminine Of Earth the constant Rocky part was he The gentle yeilding tilled vein a she So in the Soul Understanding and Will Betwixt themselves hold such proportion still As Male and Female He strongly imprints Upon her easiness she never stints But streight pursues with ready inclination Or quickly shuns with shrinking aversation As is the object he begets on her So her desires do duly move and stir What else is reason to be more exact But the redoubled and reflected act Of Understanding what th' affections But the agitations and ejections Of Will where love is one as all may see To Reason born a servant by degree If you in ought conformity had held With Natures course and not 'gainst all rebell'd But Reason

Husband Love for VVife had meant I streight to be at peace had given consent Not thought it strange but should been well apaid That Reason now had marryed her Hand-maid In hope that she in duty for that honor VVhich he in grace had thus bestow'd upon her VVould strive by all obedience to appear More lovely in his eyes and still more clear Thus having made it safe That every way Love must as a servant or as a wife obey I here might rest against Truth's brazen wall And not regard the drops which on it fall Yet will I wipe away as they do lye Some spots which you have dasht in passing by And first That Love doth hurt and overthrow Doth him no Master make but Monster show A Master's strength preserves a Monsters spoyles It is the use that Force from Vice assoyles Strange things of wars and stratagems you tell And little business with great words doth swell What helps 'twixt truth and me this grave formality Love is a sneaking corner-seeking quality Which hates the light chuseth false times shapes To make his drifts to cover his escapes And when he is discryed his vizard torn He proves a lucky jest a fertile scorn Love sends rot me nor need I vainly go To fetch the meanings which I alwayes know Her single heart is one and one to me Dares shew it self it is so clean so free From thence such warrant have I of her smiles That I mistrust them not for glittering wiles But know when the deep channel of her heart With joy is over-fill'd it doth impart Some to the banks and flows into her face Which leavs thereon a fresh and springing grace Her frowns I know not what nor that they are When Reason rules Love feasts on no such fare Tasts nought but what is pure and truly sweet Then bodies do but bring the souls to meet VVho light shines through and all within discovers No thought lies hid 'twixt such beloved Lovers Sly reservations shuffling excuses Minced favours made frowns welcom abuses Lose then their use and have at all no place When Love is Master they have onely grace A Proverbs proof is not so soon put off By slight neglect or by a mighty scoff Whose truth his life hath hitherto maintain'd And through so many ages credit gain'd They are the Quintessence of Truths extract From vulgar use and of such strength compact That they have liv'd indeed in living men Since many volumns writ by mortal pen Are dead and gone and more to ruine tend Whilst these from Sire to Son do still descend Nor needs it as a fault be here excus'd That I exprest a Nature most confus'd In terms so like it self for Love once gone From Reason hath no hold to rest upon But our unseas'ned flesh you rather blame Which unto me doth just appear the same As if you should condemn the Mice not Swine VVho love to wallow there and think it fine Likewise the friendship which such love doth breed Doth end in hate both of themselvs and deed VVhen ever you can Love to Reason marry I will not from that happy wedding tarry So that you sex them right by natures law But yield them all the service fear and awe VVhich unto such a King and Queen belong VVhose force will so united grow more strong I mean not to deny had rather cure The pangs your heart infected doth endure And for Love's scorching fits I fear them nor Reason or Love shall be my antidote But not to love then scorn in love is worse This baseness is to man the greatest curse A scorn no being hath cannot proceed From an inferior in word or deed How can we so unman our selves and fall Beneath that creature which was made of all Next under us to be more evident Who stands as he was born cannot consent Bad usage soon would force my heart to turn And made the fire of Love to anger burr But you do all so willingly abide As that your ease would be the sicker side A small reward will you contentment give When but a Phoenix death you wish to live Where may you burn in flames both short sweet Thus since our wills will not our Prayers meet P. MEn sad and setled love not to contend Dispute my wounds may vex but never mend If Love had pleas'd I might have tasted joy In as full measure as I prove annoy But Princes shew on some their Power their Grace On some and both without controul do place Me for the first O me Love kept in store When to that cruel Fair he gave me o're In whom all worth so eminent appears As her disdain the style of justice bears And thus with me Love plaid a Master-part When with one choice he hurt pleas'd my heart For then I am let me more wretched prove If her howe're unkind I leave to love Thus to be fond of scorn you sickness call In truth 't is I to love my Lord am thrall 'T is he that makes me find these wonders true And he may work the same as well in you For even in your sound health I find this strife Love late was Reasons Lackey now his wife But to conclude debate whilst you are free You may make Love even what you list to be As those that will describe an unknown Land Place Cities Rivers Hills where none do stand Even so you deal with Love and streight will know How far he shoots that never felt his bow One day you may and then confess with me You love his Fetrers more then to be free R. NOr will I now your wound exulcerate But rather grieve at your deplor'd estate Yet must I not my self so much forsake As not to shew wherein you me mistake For Peace and you I was content to find How Love and Reason might be near combin'd But not their natures alter or confound Nor I remove at all from my first ground Of due obedience which just Love doth owe To Reason thought it should to highest grow 'T was not well done of you thus to object That which I did for you in your respect Beside your argument is drawn amiss From that which may be unto that which is I did not Love for Reasons wife avow But onely gave it possible and how That I am dis-engag'd untoucht and free Makes me of Love the fitter judge to be Self-interest doth so corrupt and blind The clearness quite and sadness of the mind That Justice still to it hath born a grudge Nor Law allows a party to be Judge In what we earnest are our selves we leese A loo●er on more then a gamester sees To say my heart was maym'd in Cupid's Wars And pitty begg by shewing of my skars Or tell what losses I have had by fire Doth sure a weaker heart then mine require Yet have I lov'd and may do so again A strong lynk I have been in that fair chain Which you a fetter call and rightly too But