Selected quad for the lemma: truth_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
truth_n	believe_v	divine_a	faith_n	6,931	5	5.9627	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A35287	Juliana, or, The princess of Poland a tragicomedy, as it is acted at His Royal Highness the Duke of York's theatre / by J. Crown ...	Crown, Mr. (John), 1640?-1712.	1671 (1671)	Wing C7393; ESTC R13299	52,812	80

and I had rather tell you with my Sword then my Pen which I had done if an unhappy accident had not confin'd me to a small Village and my Chamber and enforc't me to make use of the kindness of the bearer my Cousen the Duke of Novogrod to seek you The acquaintance you have had of my temper will easily give you to believe that I had rather fight ten battles then write six lines and therefore you must not expect long Epistles from me Then in short you have abus'd me with dissembled friendship affronted and ruin'd me by stealing away my Princess your crimes are unexpiable by any thing but your life which I expect you tender me on the point of your sword The circumstance as of time place and weapon I refer to your self and you may acquaint my Cousen the Duke whose return from you I expect with impatience Demetrius Lad. The Prince is very severe and his charge is high Paul Sir I suppose he hath reason Lad. That he ought to ' have been assur'd of e're he had condemn'd his friend Paul Well Sir in short your answer Lad. My answer is Sir that the Prince hath wrong'd me I 've not abus'd him with dissembled friendship Nor stole his Princess she remaines with him For ought I know so may my friendship too If 't pleases him Paul Oh heavens how unfortunate Am I in my love see he disowns my flight And he 'l disown the marriage too and I Shall pass for some base prostrate thing aside Lad. You seem disorder'd Sir Paul I am disorder'd Sir at what y 'ave said I only thought before the Princess lost to all her friends and fortunes but now 't is worse I see she 's lost to honour and fallen into the hands of one that basely disowns her Lad. You are too quick and fierce in your assertions Sir Paul No fiercer Sir Then the case merits Had you own'd her flight And own'd a marriage too it had been honourable For upon other tearms she would not flie But let me tell you Sir in the same breath In which you disown her flight you little less Then call her Strumpet Lad. Do you come here young Duke to talk or fight Paul Sir which you please To fight now that I had a Furies whip Totear thy heart and scourgethy perjur'd soul draws aside Lad. Must it be so Jo. Oh! murder murder Enter Joanna and Alexey Alex. Hold hold your hand Sir save that tender life Here is an enemy more fit for thee The. What Villains are these draws Lad. Ha! an ambush Paul Begone what mean you to betray me thus aside to Jo. Al. I am but humouring my part retire These are my servants Sir regard 'um not to Lad. I 'le play you no foul play retire I say to Jo. Al. Come come my Lord let us put up our anger This time and place are not convenient puts up For this besides I exceed my Commission in 't I should displease the Prince to take your life And grieve him to loose my own come let us talk By all that 's good I honour you And do believe you 'l tell me sacred truth Then tell me truly by the faith and honor Of a brave man do you know where the Princess Is fled and are you married to her or no Lad. Then by those sacred things by which you conjure me by any thing that 's more Divine then they I know not of her flight nor am I married to her Paul Walks up and down in a passion and disorder Paul Oh! horrid horrid I shall sink and die aside Lad. Sir you look pale how do you Paul I could find in my heart to stab him aside Lad. Your countenance changes Sir I fear you 'r ill and but dissemble it in complaisance pray let me wait upon you to your Chamber Paul No good my Lord no Ceremony pray Sweetnatur'd Devil aside Enter Sharnofsky conducting Juliana followed by Hypolita Emilia Francisca the Women all Vizarded Lad. Ha! what is 't I see It is a Vision Count Sharnofsky conducting a Lady out of yonder Monastery she and her Train all Mask't what should it mean my Lord I beg your pardon I 'le wait on you instantly Paul Oh! my sweet Lord Ironicè Ho there Jo. Al. Madam the news to her Joanna Alexy Paul Curland's a Monster Al. I 'le run and kill him Paul No let me alone I 'le kill him but it shall be with torments Steel Poison Fire Racks Scorpions Hell oh me unfortunate Jo. She 's grown distracted Paul Lead me I faint Jo. She swounes help help they carry her out Al. Who should these be The. Who 're these my Lord is gazing on so earnestly ha it should be his friend the Count but what 's that Vizard Lady see she unmasques Jul. Where are we now my Lord Shar I 'm sure not far from Count Colimskyes Gardens The. It is the Princess Lad. Heavens 't is my Princess 'T is she 't is she my guilty soul retires At th' apparition of that bright Divinity VVhich my soul whispers I have now offended Just so a suffering Saint that long had bin Triumphant over all the Arts of Sin And in all combats made a brave defende And still preserv'd entire his innocence But yet at last before he is aware Begins to slide into some pleasing snare By heaven surpriz'd his soul is then afraid Of joyes for which he had endur'd and pray'd Sh. I see the Garden gate this this way Madam Ex. Sh. Jul. c. Lad. Ha! vanquish't thus heavens unsold this Mystery It is too dark for me and I must follow To see the opening of this cloudy Scene Ex. The. See my Lord chases 'um I dread the event I wish some Mist had screen'd this horrid Vision from his sight Ex. Enter Sharnofsky Juliana Hyp. Em. Fran. The Scene a Garden at the one end a Palace Jul. Heavens in what shady path's my fortunes leads me And must I hide my head in Natures Nunnery among these Virgin flowers to save my self From him who now though he so proud can be Hath often for his safety fled to me Nor would it grieve me if I did but know For what it is he persecutes me so Or how I ever did offend this proud Aspiring Man that he should seek my blood Shar The Tyrant Madam thinks the Duke and you Do all his towring policies undo And then his active brain wants no design The strongest innocence to undermine Then for the State he doth bewitch their sense VVith the love-powder of his eloquence His sliding tongue doth with its charming strains Like a smooth Serpent coyle about their brains And with its sting not only taints the blood Of fools and bigotts but the wise and good But yet in spight of all such arts as these VVe 'l darken his proud Starrs and on his knees Yet make him er'e w' have done this fatal strife At these fair hands thus humbly ask his life At the instant that Shar