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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heart_n	affection_n	know_v	love_n	3,601	5	5.2122	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A19912	VVits bedlam ----vvhere is had, whipping-cheer, to cure the mad.	Davies, John, 1565?-1618.	1617 (1617)	STC 6343; ESTC S105201	53,198	157

One what euer be thy Lot And still by Fortune rather chekt than Mated North But if she had but Eyes to see thy Worth The North should grace thee as thou dost the North With radiant Beames On Learnings Streames In Fortunes Spheare long be his Grace place That like the Sunne exhald thy streames to grace To the all witty Sir Io Har SIR you and I but Oh I doe you wrong To rank with you for friends means wit or art Are like they say in setting of a Song Tho you sing more in tune in euery Part. But as I can by Nature I doe hit Those Notes you strike vpon a iarring string And it is true we haue one fashion'd Wit Which may alike to vs displeasure bringe But shall wee cease to sing for this Oh no We can no more doe that than cease to say God saue the Kinge and they that would not so Would some straite lines had trust out of the way But on our gamesome Numbers who doth ●orce Their Sence not Ours to vexe vs ill they wot What powre are in our Pates the wodden Horse To doe their Names away with Wits hot-shot But wee will L●be●l none for t is vnfit The world 's not worth a Libell of rich Wit To my in●enious deere friend and Country-man Mr. ●ohn Hoskins Councellor at Law ONe County first susteind our weight yet wee Doe li●e no burthen to the place so prest Bu● Luster else some flatter thee and mee Yet say they what they will our soules know best And for my part I hope that Thou and I Ere wee 'le disgrace it wee with Grace will dye To my worthy ingennus and ingenius Pupill Mr. Thomas Bond. VNder my hand I had you once and now Y'ate failen vnder but my Pen my Plow Wherewith your Name I culture thus you bee A Bond that binds because you a●e so Free To my witty and worthy friend Inigo Iohnes Esquie● surueigher of his Maiestie● workes VVITS mirrour I●●g● wherein Men see Their Figure which thou dost to them reflect By forming or to them conformi●g ●hee For which thou win'st both riches and respect Fortune and Fauour with great Art conspir'd To make thee Modell out each Edisce Ere it be squar'd for Court which thee hath Squird And may doe SIR for many a rare Deuice Thy Place I wish not but thy wake full Wits To make my Place fit mee as thine thee fits Then lend me while thou sleepst thy pure acumen To Knight me old Boy after many Ne●-men To my learnedly witty friend Mr Beniamin Iohnson THy sconse that guards thy wits as it they guard Is sound large yet no whit can be spard For thy Wits throng that Plenty makes thee scarce Which makes thee slow as sure in Prose or Verse As say thy worst detractors then if thou For all eternity writ'st Sure and Slowe Thy Wits as they come thronging out of Dore Do sticke a while to spread their praise the more To my darling-friend Mr. Richard Dorington DIcke I am thine then thou hast to the end A sore disease that Physicke will not mend Yet t is no Falling-sicknes for I le stand As fast to thee as is thy Heart and Hand And I haue reason for it for thou art As deere to mee as is my Hand or Heart Then if I doe disease thee it shall bee As Physicke doth of good to better thee Sith thou aforehand giu●st mee Fee on Fee To my beloued and most praise worthy friend Mr. Lyte of Lytes-cary SIth Art and Nature did agree To make thee Lyte of Lyte Thou art a Type of Christ sith hee Is very Light of Light Though light'st like him with Wit and grace Whose Fame like his fils Time and Place To my beloued Mr. Robert Branthwaite I Loue thee Robin If I should not I Should giue my heart the s●ab my tongue the lie The Sword of sorrow still should pierce my heart If it should not affect thy deere desert In few I know no man more worthy loue For all that may Affection Stay or Moue To my worthy approued deere friend Mr. Iackson Manciple of All Soules Colledge in Oxford IF wee must speake as we haue found why then Th' hast beene to me and mine the best of Men For of all those that euer yet I prou'd Thou best deseru'st of mee to be belou'd Thine Out-sides plaine but yet within thy Brest A Heart I finde as braue and free doth rest As that great Caesars who would euer moane The paffed day wherein he pleasur'd none Thou art a Townseman yet the Countrey mend'st glad'st it with what there thou get'st spend'st For two Months in a time of pestilence There freely cheer'd I saw thy great expence While thou in Oxford plagu'd wast then expos'd To death thy family and mine dispos'd In safety there where wee besides were fed While thou for vs did'st liue among the dead Iackson's thy name then thou art mine al●cke Th art haplesse so for so●e doe ca●l me Iacke But like a Father thou to Iacke hast bin That is in kindnesse farre beyond his Kin. Then Iack's thy sonne to loue and honour thee And so for fostring both must Iack's Sonne bee Thus enough Iacke can not giue thee reason for 't Hee 'le giue thee Rime Renowne good report And if that be too thyn for thy desert Wer 't thou not all heart thou shouldst haue his Heart Yet for thine may be sicke when his is sound He giues it thee sith so to thee it 's bound To my worthy approued friend Mistris Sisley Tyle THy Vertues do intice me Tyse to set Thy name for Loue and Fames sake in my Rimes Least Time should either Them or Thee forgett Whose Wisdome Woman-hood parts like crimes Do staine most Wiues as Phoebus doth the Fire Then liue thou in my R●me till Time expire Of my Selfe and my Booke I Must confesse my Muse is in the wrong Though rightly she doth scourge what is amisse But being pregnant Shee to lash doth longe Though her complexion quite be mar'd by this For most will say Shee like a Diuell lookes Yet let none iudge but such as can write Bookes Against Yellow starcht bands For a Farewell THese Ruffes sick of the Ia●●●ize black or Yellow Do shew their Wearers are or Deep or Shallow In Pouerty or Wit Then would they were Al black with Cuffes that Yellow Ruffes do weare And he whose Wife doth weare them I suppose With Cause still feares he weares the Yellow-hose To my deare Mother the Citty of Hereford THou gau'st me breath and I wil giue thee fame By writing in a double Kind thy Name I Borrow'd once to adde to mine and yet I hold it to it still for which the debt Is clearest fame I le pay thee at long running Else shall my hand and head forget their cunning FINIS EPITAPHS On him that was said to be pull'd in peeces in playing the Beare Epitaph 1. HEre lies a Man nay who

GAulus thou w●it'st thy selfe my scholer and Thou saist thou do●● it Scholers so to get But for thine owne thou still dost shew my hand So thou deal'st plaine thou canst not Counterfet Of Mutius and Phormius bloudles single-Combate Epigram 10. MVtius in Field hath ●ought with Phormius Sith he thought Phormius oft his wife did smack where of the Surgeon was but little vse Yet after Mutius ran him through the Back But Mutius ran him in behind so sore Sith Phormius oft so vsd his Wife before Against Mollius that i● a most religious Turner Probatum est Epig. 22. MOllius is most religious but the spight is He like a Topp set vp still turnes then he Must still bee whipt to runne the way that right is Els like a Topp hee 'l rather turne then flee Of the poore Lady Minthes frugality in taking a faire Howse Epi. 23. MInthe hath tane an House with little pelse As faire as highly r●●ted but shee setts Her fore-roomes out and backward lies her selfe And so she liues vppon the Roomes she let● Then if by lying Back-ward she doth liue She ne're goes Back-ward but she stil doth thriue Of the French Fencer that challenged Church the Fencer at all weapons Epi. 24. THe fencing Gaule in pride and gallant vant Challengd the English at the fencing-skill The Fencer Church or the Church Militant His Errors soone reproou'd and knockt him still But sith our Church him disciplind so sore He ranck Recusant comes to Church no more Of Galla'es true lying Epi. 25. GAlla still sweares she is a maid but then If true she swears she is vnknowne of Men But all men know her commonly it 's said Then she doth lie or is their seruing-maid Of Caylus his rest in motion Epi. 26. ALl Motion ceaseth when it hath its end So say Philosophers Then how is it That Caylus louing long old Kate his friend Loue being a Motion now in mar●age knit Doth be at her euery day what rest is this Why Rest of Loue while Hate in Mo●ion is Against the freenesse of Franks Loue. Epi. 27. HOw i st that Franke so many doth be foole Beare all in hand and loue protest to all Faith her Hearts like her Soule whole in the whole And whole in euery part ●ee't nere so small So had she hundreds she might be alone Among them One yet whole to euery One Of Caius his loosing his Game by missing to take a Blott Epi. 28. CAius his Loue came to his Chamber late But hee that grace did not congratulate But with too bashfull ●hat who for the same missing to take her Blot qu●te lost her Game Of Flaccus his two Shadowes to his one body Epi. 29. FLaccus is follow'd with a paire of men That good for nought do no●ght but do him ill And yet he shaddowes it what maruell then One Body should haue two such Shadowes still● Againe Epi. 30. FLaccus is almost sunke of that I muse Hauing two Bladders which he s●ill doth vse Of one that l●st a great Stomacke Epigram 31. MAr● swears he ' hath lost his Stomack then if one that 's poore hath found it he is quite vndon Of old Lixus his young choyce Epi. 32. LIxus the weake old Dotherd married late a Maid whom friends en●or●ed to that match So she perforce made him her wedded Mate But he ●ans force doth marriage Rites dispatch Of Maurus his Orpheus-like melody Epi. 33. MA●rus last morne at 's Mistris window plaid An Hunts-vp on his Lute But she it 's said Threw Stones at him So he like Orpheus there Made Stones come flying his sweet notes to heare Of Womens Maskes Epi. 34. IT seems that Masks do Women much disgrace Sith when they weare them they doe hide their face Of their Mantles Epi. 35. I Muse that Mantles which were made to hide Should but discouer Vanity and Pride Of the Precedency of Lawyers or Phisitions Epi. 36. OFt Lawyers and Ph●sitions striue for place But well ye wot the Fellons go before The Hangman to the Gallowes Then the case Is cleare the Lawyer should go first therefore Of Crispus mistak●rg things Epi. 37. CRispus tooke Phryna vp ere downe shee was He takes things ill it 's not alone her Case Of old Linus his young seruice to Women Epi. 39. OLd Linus brags hee 's such a womans man As neuer yet was tir'de in seruing them The old Slaue lies for aske his young Maid Nan And she will sweare and yet doth not blasph●me Hee 's like a leaden Tuck at Foynes or Blowes Whose Point Pommel streight together goes Then what a shamelesse beast is this to vant Of that foule sin which he in Deed doth want Of Glaucus his mirth and madnes Epi. 40. GLaucus his mirth doth cheere his rage doth And so by both he gets both loue and ●eare Then he like Cheese doth help when he 's at best Digestion well himselfe hard to digest Of Dauus his selling his great horse for a small fault Epi. 41. DAuus hath sold his St●ed for starting back At sight of Armor or the sound of Drum I muse he sold him then that knew his knacke And bought him backward still to fight to come But comming on so late his Lord ●ay vnder Then though a Iade a Iade sold 't is no wonder Of Fuluiaes feather Epi. 42. FVluia still in her haire a feather weares So still the lighter farre the heauier beares Of Wolfangus his great Nose and thin beard Epi. 42. I Muse Wolfangus Beard so thinly growes Yet 't is no maruell hauing such a Nose For being huge it yeelds such shade and breath That nought can prosper growing vnderneath Of one called Hoopes his late embailment from Newgate for filching Epi. 43. ONe Hoopes for filching late being in the Iayl Two greazye Guts ere tryall were his Bayle So cut is he and they are in for him Where now they fret while they in swet do swim But ●●e be bound the I le neuer close their loops If such great Ba●rells get no better Hoopes To the most fortunate M. Robert Rooke who married a most faire and vertuous wife Epi. 44. ROoke thou art treble blessed in thy fate That without check giues Beauties Queen the Mate Of Ianus the Iustice his imprisoning Angels comming from the hands of sinners Epi. 45. IAnus they say the Iustice lately had Some A●gels for a Bribe But damned he That put such Creatures that ou● hearts do glad Into the hands of Iustice for a Fee Against Libiduis common protestations to his Dabbe Epi. 46. SWeet-lipt Libiduis to his whore doth swea●e He loues her as his Soule But better 't were He lou'd her as his Body for he doth Please that with whatsoere likes Taile or Tooth As for his Soule I thinke he truely sweares for he cares least for that as well appeares Of Sir Grobolus his valiant Stomacke Epi. 47. CHiron the Centaure young Achilles fed With Bloud Lions ma●row meat drinke To make his Stomack great Then