Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	death_n	life_n	love_v	14,062	5	6.3866	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B09753	The musical shepeherdess, or, Dorinda's lamentation for the loss of Amintas Amintas all Arcadia's glory was, a youth so sweet that all he did surpass. But times all mowing sith this flower did cut, fate to his days hath the last period put : for musick and for singing, who but he, was fit to help the Gods with harmony? His fair Dorinda, seeing he was gone, and she poor mournful damsel left alone, invokes the nymphs to sing his praise, whilst she a garland weaves, then ends her days, resolving not to stay behind her love, she being deny'd him here, mounts above. To a pleasant new tune, called Amintas farewel, or, Digby's farewel.	Pope, Walter, d. 1714.	1660-1675? (1675)	Wing P2913A; ESTC R234216	1,756	2

The musical Shepeherdess or Dorinda's lamentation for the loss of Amintas Amintas all Arcadia's Glory was A Youth so sweet that all he did surpass But Times all mowing Sith this flower did cut Fate to his days hath the last period put For musick and for singing who but he Was fit to help the Gods with harmony His fair Dorinda seeing he was gone And she poor mournful Damsel left alone Invokes the Nymphs to sing his praise Whilst she a Garland weaves then ends her days Resolving not to stay behind her Love She being deny'd him here mounts above To a pleasant New Tune called Amintas farewel or Digbys farewel ADieu to the Pleasures and follies of Love For a passion more noble my fancy doth move My Shepherd is dead and I live to proclaim The sorrowful notes of Amintas his name The Wood-Nymphs reply when they hear me complain Thou never shalt see thy Amintas again For death hath befriended him Fate hath defended him None none alive is so happy a Swain You Shepherds and Nymphs that have danc'd to his lays Come help me to sing forth Amintas his praise No Swain for the mirtle durst with him dispute So sweet were his notes whilst he sung to his Lute Then come to his Grave and your kindness pursue To weave him a Garland of Cypress and Yew For life hath forsaken him Death hath o're taken him No Swai● again will be ever so true Then leave me alone to my wretched estate I lost him too soon and I lov'd him too late You ecchees and fountains my witnesses prove How deeply I sigh for the loss of my Love And now of our Pan whom we chiefly adore This favour I never will cease to implore That now I may go above And here enjoy my Love And live more happy then ever before But if that old God should my wishes deny My Soul through the clouds to my dearest shall flye So swift that his Deity shall not restrain Me from the delights of so happy a Swain 〈…〉 Petitions to Venus so fair To secure my flight which I take in the air Surely 〈◊〉 pitty take And Lovers happy make For she her self has been catcht in loves snare How pleasantly did our blest time away creep When Amintas and I did together keep Sheep His musick and mine did so sweetly agree When we sat in the vale under a shady tree The pritty Lambs feeding did to us give ear And the vainty young kids liv'd secure from fear But now he is dead and gone And I am left alone In the Spring time of life he concluded the year Now the flocks do lament that their pastor is fled But I more am griev'd that Amintas is dead They miss him all day but I miss him at night To them he gave safety but to me sweet delight All day free from danger of ravenous beast They fed securely and at night took their rest But I miss him night and day Now he is fled away His lips were to me a continual feast You pritty kind Nymphs that have heard of his fame I beg your assistance to sound forth his name B●t if there be any that my Shepheard ne'r knew His 〈◊〉 I 'le draw and present to their view Thou 〈◊〉 or half so lively the shaddow will be Ye I 〈◊〉 t will be pleasant some part for to see Apollos I 'le compel To help me to draw it well And what there is wanting shall be made up inme His cheeks red and white being free from all paint And his looks so divine you would think him a Saint A language so free and so pleasant a voice That I thought my self blest when I made him my choice When he sung all the world did admire that song All sorts for to hear him together did throng His body strait and tall VVith something best of all VVhich shall be nameless for fear you should long His musick so sweet that it ravisht each Soul All creatures that heard it his loss do condole But I most of all do lament for my dear VVho ne'r can enjoy my self whilst I live here Two hearts once united by Loves lasting bands Can ne'r be divided by deaths cruel hands though he be gone before he has my heare in store Hark Hark he calls i le obey his commands I come oh I come my Amintas my love My body I 'le leave here in this pleasant Grove This little sharp knife to my heart I will send To tell it 't is time to make ha●● to its friend Some kind Nymph will bury me when I am dead And that my true soul to my Shepherd is fled Now all the world adieu My dearest I 'le pursue This Garland shall crown my Amintas his head W. P. With Allowance Printed for I. Hose next the Rose neer Houlbourn Bridge