Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	love_v	see_v	world_n	9,425	5	5.0660	4	true

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B05761	The seaman's complaint for his unkind mistress of Wapping: together with the young woman's answer in her own vindication. To the tune of, I love you dearly, I love you well, &c. Licens'd and enter'd according to order, &c.		1680-1690? (1690)	Wing S2185; Interim Tract Supplement Guide EBB65H[74]; ESTC R39522	1,689	1

The SEAMAN's COMPLAINT FOR HIS Vnkind Mistress of Wapping Together with The Young Woman's Answer in her own Vindication To the Tune of I love you dearly I love you well c. Licens'd and Enter'd according to Order c. When I went early in the spring On board a ship to serve the King I left my dearest Love behind Who said her heart for e're was mine Her Love appear'd most true to be And she on board would go with me She went as far as the Boy i' th' Nore And then return'd back to the shore Oft-times I hug'd her in my arms I thought she had a thousand charms Our vows we bound with kisses sweet To marry next time we did meet A golden chain I did present She seemed very well content She sigh'd and said It breaks my heart To think my Love and I must part While I was sailing on the sea I took all opportunity To send letters unto my Dear But yet from her I ne'r could hear When we were booming of a town Where cannon-balls flew up and down I' th' worst of all those dangers there My thoughts was still upon my Dear But since we are returned home My Love I went to wait upon Who did in Wapping dwell of late And now has made me unfortunate For when I to her Father came And ask'd for my Love by her name Her Father churlishly did cry Sir all your love she does defie Said I what mean you Sir by this To tell you true she wedded is To a rich old Man for all her life And you may look for another Wife Curst on all false love where-e'r it be A curse on all such perjury A curse on those who-e●r do make Or break a vow for riches sake A curse on gold and silver too A curse upon that Miser who Has made his Daughter change her mind Oh! Womens tongues are like the wind Adieu all comfort of my life Adieu the pleasures of a Wife Adieu all false hearts here on shore For I will ne'r see England more I 'll go where boombs and cannons play Where they ne'r cease both night nor day I 'll range the seas until I die Where waves are tossing mountains high Since I have lost my heart's delight I bid unto the World good night I 'd rather be where bullets fly Than in a VVoman's company The young Women's Answer In e'ry street I hear 'em sing My Love's complaint who serv'd the I went with him to the Boy i' th' Nore And could have gone all the VVorld o're He says my love appeared true I do declare it was so too And let his love be ne'r so great Mine was as much tho' unfortunate A golden chain I had of him VVhich I will freely return again As for my sighing when we did part 'T was from the bottom of my heart Then both of us did straight agree At his return married to be As for his letter he sent to Town I do declare I ne'r had one But now I find it tho' too late My Love complains of his heard fate But 't is my Father's fault indeed He often said that you were dead Those letters that you sent to me My Father would not let me see But always said Child be at rest For thy Sweet-heart was slain at Brest Then he perswaded me to wed To a rich old Man that 's almost dead It 's true I 'm married and am a VVife I wish I 'd liv'd single all my life I always lov'd a Seaman brave And once I was in hopes to have Him which I now ne'r expect to see You Maidens all then pity me While we are young and once in love It looks like blessings from above Yet our Friends oftentimes will make Vs break those vows for riches sake And as for gold and silver too I freely curse it as well as you For if that had not caus'd this strife Then you and I had been Man and Wife Altho we both are crost in love Your resolution I 'd have ye move Since now you see the fault 's not mine Think not so hard on woman-kind Where one Woman is false in love A hundred Men they false do prove Tho' I lay not this charge to you Nor I hope you don't think me untrue Return return I beg my Dear For here are thousand Woman here That are more beautiful than I Therefore ne'r go where bullets fly 'T would be the comfort of my life To see you have a happy Wife Tho' I am crost 't will ease my pain To see you once return'd again London Printed for Charles Baker