Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	heart_n	let_v	soul_n	9,658	5	5.0107	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A36284	Don Samuel Crispe, or, The Pleasant history, of the Knight of fond love adorned and embellished with sundry rare and delightful adventures.		1660 (1660)	Wing D1846; ESTC R32814	14,113	28

the sad Complaints of a vexed Spirit The Voyce caused him to draw near and drawing near he discovered two young Ladies sitting in a fair green Plat bewailing their misfortunes Sir Samuel moved with compassion accosts them and having demanded some questions of them told them He was a forsaken Lover as he ghessed them to be being a Knight of the Order of Fond Love Whereupon one of the Ladies discovering in his Physiognomie that the man might easily be made an Ass Sir quoth she casting her self at his féet if you be such a one as you pretend have compassion on a distressed Lady I have lost my Maiden head and prove with Child therefore I desire you to marry me to take off all reproach that the world may cast either on my Child or my self To which Sir Samuel replyed Madam you being a Lady and I a Knight I should be no Knight should I not be kind to you a Lady Then quoth she Since neer relations ought to be more familiar let us sit down together on the grass to which the Knight readily consented Then she proceeding My pretty dear quoth she suppose that I being thy wife should ask thee for ten or twenty pieces to sport away at Cards would you deny it me No as I hope to be saved answered Sir Samuel but suppose I should come and give thee a little box on the ear and say My Dear let me see thy pockets and so take out all thy money wouldst thou be angry No indeed law answered Sir Samuel With that she gave him a swéet kiss and putting her hand into his Fob took out all she could find neither was she slow to secure it again in her own pockets Then quoth she My dear you have rings on which are doubtless the Euchantments which cause me and other women to love thee so preethee let me see 'em and so without more Complements she takes them off Sir Samuel who had more of courtesie then craft suffered all this The Lady now well ballasted of a suddain starts up cries out Theeves Theeves and runs away as hard as she could drive Sir Samuel ran after but at length finding them too swift and considering that he had left his Cloak and Hat behind he defisted from the chase for fear of loosing all Sir Samuel all this while thought this had béen only a love-trick and expected to hear from them next morning but the fifth and sixth day passing without any tidings he concluded himself puppyft'd and cursed the day of his birth CHAP. XIII How Sir Samuel counterfeited himself dead to get pity from his Ebizabetha and how he dated a Letter to her from his grave SIR Samuel finding by this time that neither his person nor his parts could move his Elizabetha resolved to play the crafty For and to overcome her by slight Oh the suttle inventions of love for you shall hear what a strang● Whim came into his Noddle Said he to himself Women are tender Creatures and they have soft and tender breasts and in th●se tender breasts lodgeth pity and compassion They will revtle and scorn a man at this instant but let the same person cut his finger in their company and the next they will give him the sugar-swéetest words of pity that a Woman can give to a Man Let a Man fain himself sick for love of them and their hearts will melt like Ice before the Fire If then they will do so much for those that are sick for love what will they not do for those that shall dye for love I will dye for love of Elizabetha and cause her affections to come like Butter being churmed by the compassion of her soul towards me Thus resolved he dispatches his good Squire Jack Waterhouse to desire her to keep her stomack and to preserve the kéenness of her Appetite for that he intended tomorrow to wait on her to the Castle of Sir _____ Admiral of Thamesis above Bridge which being full furnished with Neats Tongues and Fidlers he doubted not but to content her if she pleased to go along with him Withal he told him That he was the happiest Squire in the world who was now going to visit the beams of the Sun of Beauty He bid him take notice also how she entertained him whether she blushed just as he had delivered his Embassie whether she stirs is troubled when she hears his name whether she repeats her answer twice or thrice over and whether she séem to order her hair though not disordered for that he could iudge by her actions and outward motions whether it would be worth his while to spend his money on her or no. I go said Jack VVaterhouse and will return quickly therefore enlarge that little heart of yours which is no bigger then a Hasle Nut and be of good comfort The Message being at length delivered Donna Elizabetha returns answer not at all for love of Sir Samuel but for love of the Collation and in hope to make her self merry that she know nothing to the contrary but that she might be ready when he came to wait upon her With these glad Tidings back goes Jack VVaterhouse to chear up the spirits of Sir Samuel To morrow comes but Sir Samuel having ordered his designs cannot appear himself therefore he destres his Brother Sir Toby to go in his stead and withal to entertain her at his charges which Sir Toby out of a brotherly affection willingly undertook He was also des●●●d to beg the fair Elizabetha's excuse for Sir Samuel for that he was very ill and kept his bed How ill quoth Elizabetha of what disease Of Love replyed Sir Toby whom loves he said Elizabetha He loves you Madam answered Sir Toby you your self are the cause of his Maladies and dye doubtlesse he must and will if you continue in obstinacy As he was conversing the Story to confi●m the truth thereof in comes a Letter from Sir Samuel to direct to the fair Elizabetha it was brought by Jack VVaterhouse with tears in his eyes having left his Master laid out in his Winding S●●et for dead The term and purport of which Letter was as follows Sir Samuel to his Elizabetha the joy of his heart and comfort of his hopes MADAM THe continual repulses and denials I have received from you have almost made me distracted I have torn my hair beaten my brest and bit my nails for want of your affection In a word the anguish of my soul is such that I am forc'd to dye yea I am already dead and laid forth in my Winding sheet as my good Squire Jack Waterhouse can inform you Your disdain hath been my bane O how could you the Mirrour of Courtesie be so obdurate to the Mirrour of Courtesie Yet I am not so dead but that if you would come and smile upon me you might work a Miracle which would blaze your name abroad and revive your poor Sir Samuel On how can you be so relentless and Marble-hearted Was not