Selected quad for the lemma: heart_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heart_n	beauty_n	eye_n	see_v	3,228	5	3.5539	3	true

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A84873	The Frantick lover: or, The wandring young-man.	N. P.	1685-1688 (1688)	Wing F2091; ESTC R227182	1,328	1

The Frantick LOVER Or The Wandring Young-Man With Grief and Care he is opprest no Comfort can he find In Nights he is disturb'd of Rest Caus'd by his Love unkind To an Excellent New Play-House Tune This may be Printed R. P. YOu are so fair and cruel too I am amaz'd what I shall do to purchase my desire Sometimes your eyes doth me invite But when I enter you kill me quite and the more encrease my fire Long I have lov'd and am abus'd And when I offer I am refus'd can any suffer more Be coy be cruel do your worst Though for your sake I am accurst I must and will adore Was you as kind as sweet and fair No creature could with thee compare to love I am inclin'd But yet I understand and see That your'e resol●'d to torture me O are you not unkind Can you forget the vow you made When as in solemn sort you said I was your only joy Yet now you will no favour show But prove my final overthrow and would my life destroy Sometimes in dreams I do behold Your tresses like fair threads of gold likewise your beauty bright But when I waken from my rest And find that I am dispossest it proves my ruine quite When first I did thy beauty see O then thou didst appear to be an Angel in my ' eye Like lambs together we did play But now thine heart is drawn away tell me the reason why Was I not only just and true Pray let me here be try'd by you then what may be the cause That you unworthily forsake Your love and like a tyrant break the bonds of Cupids laws What grief of heart do I endure 'T is the alone can kill or cure send me one gentle smile Or else I through the world will range For why my Love can never change O do not me revile For sure I am my Love is true Where e're I range I 'll honnour you in sounding forth thy praise If I may not enjoy the Bliss Bestow on me a pa●ting kiss I 'll wander on ●… my days He● ANSWER AM I so fair and cruel too As has reported been by you 't is faulse pray don't revile In one you seem to flatter me Then charge me with much cruelty where is your love the while You tell me that you loved long And through me have received wrong pray is this false or true When did the darts of my disdain Give any reason to complain I will be judg'd by you When first to me you did make Suit If then I held you in dispute was this disloyalty I must confess it would be brave If young men could but ask and have maids soon would slighted be 'T is not the mode for maids to wooe Yet when we find Men iust and true then then we often yield This is no more then modesty But he that would hade more of me shall never win the field But if thy Heart so Loyal be As not to fancy none but me in all the world beside Then I will willingly comply In loyal Love to live and dye whatever may betide I 'le make it all my study still To be obedient to thy will true blessings to restore Here in my armes I 'll the infold And prize the more then all the Gold on the rich Indian Shore The moan you made my heart did move Thou shalt not wander from thy Love whom you so much adore And therefore now no more repine Take Hand and Heart I will be thine what canst thou wish for more FINIS Printed for I. Deacon at the Angel in Guilt-spur-street without Newgate