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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
world_n	love_n	love_v	lover_n	2,071	5	9.6421	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A61124	Spencer redivivus containing the first book of the Fairy queen his essential design preserv'd, but his obsolete language and manner of verse totally laid aside deliver'd in heroick numbers / by a person of quality.	L'Estrange, Roger, Sir, 1616-1704.; Howard, Edward, fl. 1669.	1687 (1687)	Wing S4969; ESTC R15355	76,483	248

controul The frail Affections of the human Soul. And 't was my Fate when most I did despise The power of Love to feel my own surprize Tho I before had laugh'd at Cupid's Darts And Tales of Lovers captivated Hearts Not judging that e're Beauty's tempting Shrine Should by my thoughts have been allow'd divine VVhilst on a day as in the Forrest far A Steed I rode most fearless prov'd by War Judging that Fields and Floods nay Heaven's bright Face Smil'd as I there the nimble Hart did chace When surfeited with Sports I did alight VVhere Shades did softest my Repose invite And on my Helmet wanting Pillows lay'd Whilst soon each Sense my slumbring Heart obey'd To me in sleep I thought did then appear A Face more beauteous than the Evening Sphere Princely her Habit was and look'd as kind As gentlest Virgin for a Throne design'd And lying down she seem'd by me to rest So fair a Creature ne're my Eyes had blest And next by Courtly Graces me assay'd Bidding me love her tho she first love made Since her Affection she did on me place Whom she held most renown'd of human Race As Time she said should perfect her intent And why she us'd her present Blandishment Never had Dreamer's Soul felt such delight As mine did from her words and looks that Night And ere her charming Visage she withdrew Methought she told her Name and Greatness too Letting me know she was the Virgin Queen Whose Rule in Fairy Land admir'd had been When I awak'd no Man was e're so joy'd Until I saw the place she lay on void And but on Grass th' Impression left behind Of her neat Figure fancy'd by my mind If I indulg'd my Dream of her before I now her vanish'd Form as much deplore Nor could I chuse but shed Tears on the ground Where my Soul thought her person to have found Vow'd I have ne're to rest until I see The Sphere where shines her comely Majesty For which Cause I long painful Travel took And my dear Clime and Princely home forsook This having said upon his youthful Face A dismal Pale began to spread apace And as his Passion to conceal he strove He more discover'd his resistless Love. When gentle Una thus to him did speak Happy O Fairy Queen thy Stars thee make If for thy Bosom they this Prince design And to thy mighty Rule his Prowess joyn To which reply'd the Illustrious Red-Cross Knight O beauteous Una full of heavenly Light Next to this Queen 's fair Virtues thine I 'le place Whose wondrous Truth surpasseth mortal Race And in my worst Extreams approv'd more clear Than Stars that brightest fix'd above appear And noblest Prince my valiant Patron know That to your Vertue Love and Life I owe. Wishing you might be where you love possest Since your worth only hers can merit best Now was the chearful Sun well near arose Whence Light its wondrous far Expansion shows As these great Persons had their Stories told Mix'd with soft Wishes and Adventures bold VVhilst Princely Arthur with a pensive mind Further his Amorous Voyage had design'd But ere these Hero's part they strictly tye Their Souls in Links of bravest Amity Embracing solemnly with armed Hands As Chiefs of old took leave on war-like Strands And being Persons of supream Estate They Presents gave reciprocally great A Diamond Box all Value did surpass Containing Balm to heal most precious was Prince Arthur gave unto the Red-Cross Knight To cure his wounds when e're receiv'd in fight Which to requite the Knight does him present In letter'd Gold and choicest Ornament His Saviour's Gospel fittest to refine The Souls of Kings that would rule most divine And now great Arthur first his way does take As his Love's Progress he design'd to make Leaving fair Una to her valiant Knight Who long'd against her Foes in field to fight But as she deem'd not yet enough his strength For bold Attempts or dangerous Travel 's length So she advis'd that he 'd short Periods make Till longer Journeys he could vigorous take Thus passing forward soon they did espy A Knight that seem'd well arm'd unto the Eye That towards them in confus'd haste did ride Like one successless had his Prowess try'd Or from his dreaded Foe design'd his hast Or other thing that him had more agast Still as he fled his Eye he cast behind Whilst his Steed mov'd loose-rein'd as is the Wind. As he drew near they could perceive his Hair Above his naked Head upright to stare Nor drop of Blood throughout his Face appear'd Nor Life in Limb so dismally he fear'd And in reproach of Knighthoods fair degree A Hempen Rope worn on his Arms they see Tho he no more consider'd his Disgrace Than one in whom Remembrance had no place To him quick mov'd the war-like Red-Cross Knight VVho ask'd the Cause of his unmanly Fright But soon discern'd the man was so dismay'd As even of himself he seem'd afraid Fear still improving his Amazement more Than human Eye had e're observ'd before Often he ask'd him what his Flight provok'd Whilst t'other ghastly staring no word spoke Till quaking every Limb a means he found By faltring Speech to give these Accents sound For Heaven's sake Knight do not my haste deny Since he apace pursues from whom I 'de fly Then looking back he forward would have made But t'other stops him who was thus afraid Embold'ning him by hearty Speech to tell How this strange Horror on his Soul befel O'recome at last he his stiff Silence broke And with a trembling Chill thus further spoke And am I now in safety here saies he From him that would have forc'd my Misery Or may I hope to wave Death's cruel Dart Whilst I the Story tell that frights my Heart Doubt not the Red-Cross Knight to him reply'd Since for Man's aid my Sword has oft been try'd Hear then said he what sadder I beheld Than Fate had ever mortal Eye compell'd And had I not forlorn found aid from Grace I had partaken of the dismal Place As 't was my chance a fatal one to me With a fair Knight to joyn Society His Name Sir Terwin to the VVorld well known From deeds that gave his Vertue bold Renown VVhose Lot it was to love a Lady fair VVho him neglecting caus'd his Love's despair For proud she was and had by Pride design'd To triumph most when most her Lover pin'd His first Address repuls'd I prov'd him sad As by the way of her we mention had VVhen riding on we met an impious Man Or Wretch more vile than Sun e're shin'd upon From this curs'd thing I hither fled in fear Who calls himself from hellish Guilt Despair At first he much enquir'd our State and Deeds Hiding his ends as Serpents lie in VVeeds VVhen us he knew and how our feeble Hearts VVere deeply wounded by Love's piercing Darts VVith harsh reviling Language he reprov'd The hopes we had of ever being belov'd And as he thus us comfortless had