Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	black_a	dainty_a	wrack_n	129	3	17.8226	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A53070	The country captaine and the Varietie, two comedies written by a person of honor ; lately presented by His Majesties servants at the Black-Fryars.; Country captaine	Newcastle, William Cavendish, Duke of, 1592-1676.; Newcastle, William Cavendish, Duke of, 1592-1676. Varietie.	1649 (1649)	Wing N877; ESTC R16163	76,528	194

best delight If not touch thy softer skin What care I for thee a pin Appeare appeare For to heare and not to see Is a dull flat history And to see and not to touch If you thinke the last too much Know all woman 's but one ioy If we men not them enjoy Appeare appeare New She 's not awake play a ratling tune that may startle her where 's this whore ha 1 Jer. She 's gone 2 Jer. Vanish'd so he might have sung away his lungs New It may be she is retir'd for you know what Lady come let us drinke 2 Wench Was your Muse at all this expence to the fidles do you write to no other company sir New Till they have my liveries I le maintaine 'em in songs wind up your voyce agen Song Thine eyes to me like sunnes appeare Or brighter starres their light Which makes it summer all the yeare Or else a day of night But truely I doe thinke they are But eyes and neither sunne nor starre Thy brow is as the milky way Whereon the gods might trace Thy lips Ambrosia I dare say Or Nectar of thy face But to speake truely I doe vowe They are but womens lips and browe Thy checke it is a mingled bath Of Lillyes and of Roses But here there 's no man power hath To gather loves fresh posies Beleeve it here the flowers that bud Are but a womans flesh and blood Thy nose a promontory faire Thy necke a necke of land At natures gifts that are so rare All men amaz'd doe stand But to the cleerer judgement those Are but a womans necke and nose For foure lines in passion I can dye As is the lovers guise And dabble too in Poetry Whilst love possest then wise As greatest States-men or as those That know love best yet live in Prose 1 Jeer. The pure spirit of Sack in 't 2 Jeer. The wits Elixar New No jeering Gentlemen I shall grow loud and break the peace 2 Wen. These Gentlemen are for nothing but song and drink I see no market all this while I le get me hence too if please you I le see if I can find out my sister Ex. 2 Jeer. New There 's but one stoole in the counting house and Lady you shall stay till she returne Gentlemen there 's no life in you I cannot do this roring and whoring handsomely little thinks Lucy what Comrades I have got 2 Wen. I have a pretious confidence in you Gentlemen to trust my single modesty amongst so many New VVhat would you give to be ravish'd now thou hast an excellent complexion for 't 2 Wen. Ravish'd preserve the Gentlemans deare wits Sack I beseech thee 1 Jeer. You would not lose by it if he ravish you New another Song and direct your voice to this Lady Song I 'de have her merry laugh and smiles And then look grave and sad In every humour but a while Make love as 't is that 's made I 'de have your dresse of sever all shapes Like Proteus carv'd not he In humour a she coy Jackanapes Then a grave Monkey be Discourse of all that comes to sence But speak none yet still speak No matter here is no offence But to speake matter weak With thy soft voice sing me asleep Then startle me awake With Loves notes-passion make me weep Then merry for thy sake Enter Jeere Minor the Song ended Jeer. Mi. A discovery New What new-found Land Jeer. Mi. The Pigeon that left us hath been in another roome with Mr Formall my Lady Beaufields Gentleman Usher there he sits like the picture of a Harry Soveraigne in a chaire while she is picking on 's pocket New Fetch him and his Fairy hither but for his Mrs sake usher him with loud musick Ex. Jeer. Wee 'l have some sport Flowrish Enter the two Jeerers and Formall New Where 's the wench 2 Jeer. The wench has made an escape she had a glimpse before and suspected me but here 's the wicked Elder New What saies my wise Lucullus For. Sir my business was to you though I met a Remora that is already sunke I was sent by a Gentlewoman but no body must know it New We heare no business till he have wound up a bottle and then he shall have audience 1 Jeer. That 's but your fee for entrance your garnish only come sir there 's no remedy For. I hope you will conceale it Gentlemen They circle him and sing Song Why then let us drinke Away skurvy thinke And do 't till we winke Which is just to be So drunke not to see First Maudlin to weep Then after to sleep Why they let us drinke And do 't till we winke Away skurvy thinke For. VVhat will become of me would you and I Lady were in a back roome New So now speak my Lord Embassador I know your soveraign Lady greets us well For. Alas sir my Lady does not know of my comming I would speak with you from one that shall be nameless who thinks you are a debauch'd Gentleman under the Rose and desires to talk with you when you are sober I would be loath to disgrace you before this good company neither was I willing to tell her what I heard about your drinking and whoring New To the point 1 Jeer. I I to the point For. The principall matter then and indeed my whole employment at this time to you is New VVhat in the name of circumspection For. You shall excuse me sir silence is a vertue but if you knew who sent me Wen. He would make a costive Statesman For. It is sufficient one desires to speak with you I name no time nor person I know my office Mistris Lucy is not to be named at all times New Mistris Lucie I am her servant come drink this narrow sea to her health you must be drunk infallibly I le give a reason I sweare by Muscadell That I do love her well come yee Mermaids For. I le do you reason then but is this Muscadell Mr Newman has sworne for my own part Gentlemen I desire it should go no further Song I sweare by Muscadell That I do love thee well And more than I can tell By the White Claret and Sack I do love thy Black black black I do love thy black black black No Goddesse 'mongst them all So slender and so tall And gratefull too with all Which makes my sinews to crack For thy black black black For thy dainty black black So lovely and so faire Though shaddow'd with thy haire So nimble just like aire All these set me on loves wrack For thy black black black For thy dainty black black Thy kind and cunning eye When first it did espy Our love it did descry Dumbe speaking what d' you lack Mine answer'd thy black black Thy dainty black black blacke 1 Jeer. Excellent New Now give Mr Formall his cup For. I have had the narrow sea I cannot drink an Ocean New His t'other cup you had my wench as I remember and I