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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
life_n	love_v	return_n	sarah_n	51	3	15.9601	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A35068	Pierides, or, The muses mount by Hugh Crompton, Gent.	Crompton, Hugh, fl. 1657.	1658 (1658)	Wing C7028; ESTC R933	48,646	160

mixt and blended With this and that receit ●t's first decayed and then amended From such I must retreat Heavens Nectar I incline bright Apollo's rasie Wine 66. The Air 1. sweet sounds that issue from the Quire Of wing'd Musicians or the Thracian Lyre Be dumb repose your Knells You warbling shrill-mouth'd Philomels Your tones extort my tears Your musick seems unto my ears 〈◊〉 Vrsus to the eye appears 2. ●uses whose charms are Musket-proof ● passive power you may stand aloof Whose active charms can draw Waters from mountains and unthaw A flinty breast you be Of no more value unto me Then Butter flies to Broom-men be 3. Sing to the woods and silver'd brooks I neither like your Sonnets nor your looks Court fools as may affect Your dissonanting dialect My Lute 's more clear and choice Wherein I only can rejoice It is Rosella's heavenly voice 67. Time The Interpreter WHat serious students with their busied b● Could ne're unlock what Philosophick p● Tri'd and fell short of what strong art ne're ● What was a theme too hard for th' Alchymist What mighty Merlin in his operation Fore sight Prediction and prognostication Could not unroll Time has now detected Yet still he is dispes'd and dis-respected There 's no man crowns him with a wreath of p● Compos'd of Lawrel triumph though his waies Are rules of truth while error boldly draws Worlds of applause to her insatiate claws Infected Animals how are ye blinded With misty judgements how intic't and winded With strange belief how nimble and how pro●● To build on rottenness Rely upon Deluding Motives making declination From the firm Basis of true revelation ●ge your opinions you unbridled youths ● time not Artists will declare our truths 68. Knowledge THrough the Meander of invented art ● I 've deeply waded and unthaw'd the Ice ● knotty contexts as a ●teely Dart ●ere's through mysteries dark obscure and nice ●r Cypria's function was made known to me ●e with her daughters been too well acquainted ●e known Romes stages and her gallantry ● pastimes Paradise I have been planted 〈◊〉 was my senses oyl'd with such content ●t that displeasure also had its growth ●now what 't was to laugh and to lament ●pell'd the nature and the use of both ●pur'd my genius on my Muse I put ● to the Labyrinth of as deep conclusion ● sense and reason knew I hew'd and cut ●e doors of darkness down and made intrusion ● was acquainted with the starry realm 〈◊〉 others be yet here my knowledge lack't ● knew not him that sitteth at the helm 〈◊〉 whose discretion all the Planets act ●herefore thou root of nature and of art ● Since void of knowing thee makes knowledg void ●fuse no other Science in my heart ●hen of my self and thee my glorious guide 69. The Vineyard 1. ENter you that save with madness Enter you that sigh with sadness And receive the oyl of gladness In the Vine 2. Here 's the mystery of the Muses Here 's the Font Ma●●as uses Here wit gains what ere it loses Noble Wine 3. Here 's the Laurel here 's the Bayes Here 's the sum of Poets praise Heare 's the crea● of Pa●s rayes Samous liquor 4. Here 's th' Arse●● whence do spring Presents worthy for a King Here my s●neies tender wing Thriveth quicker 70. The Quere SAy shall I love or shall I leave her Shall I leave or love for ever ●ll I part with my profession ● proceed in my progression Ecc●o 〈◊〉 back suspend thy love for ever ●l home thy heart again and leave her ●o much of one sort breeds lothing ●kes the object fit for nothing ●yls the fancy spoils the sense ●ns delight to penitence ●cially in those that summon ●eir wits to attend a woman ●en refuse fall off and leave her 〈◊〉 thou lose thy bliss for ever ●ing once engag'd thy credit ●n may curse that ere you did it 〈◊〉 if beauty moved thee ● adventure that may flee ●en that face which once was fire ●calcine shall now expire ● Lamps of Zealots and shall choke ●y own sense with thy own smoke ●d you 'l feel in such a case ●ch disease or much disgrace ●ou go your credits lost ●ou stay you will be crost 〈◊〉 how dismal is 't for he 〈◊〉 whose love formalitie ●ps or the affection where 〈◊〉 wells not for love but fear ●en return return and leave her Lest thou art a fool for ever What avails thy wanton courting Kissing clipping hugging sporting Smiling beckning musing glancing Winding tripping footing dancing Chopping changing mingling words All the joy that love affords What art thou for this the better Only thou art made a debtor For 't Although thy Mistress swims Over the glorious Cherubims In thy fancy she 'l not scorn To salute thee with a horn For thy requital Such there be Then love not such vanity O return return and leave her Else I 'le say th' art mad for ever He 's a fool that loves to be Vassal'd when he may be free 71. The life and death of Sarah SArah liv'd and Sarah lov'd Sarah thriv'd and Sarah mov'd Sarah sat and Sarah slept Sarah wak't and Sarah wept Sarah sob'd and Sarah smil'd Sarah was begot with child Sarah sigh't and Sarah song And Sarah could not hold her tongue Sarah pist and Sarah cri'd Sarah shit and so she di'd 72. The Messenger LOve commands his servant out To the woods to range about For a Mistress for his Master Cause he wanted such a plaister As a Lady Out he gots Through the woods streams verse and prose One he found and then return'd To the man that sight and burn'd Expectation did advance And hope had the predominance Love repli'd to th' Agent then Dost thou gladly turn agen Art thou fraited with my bl●ss Then he answers Master yes But what hast thou prepar'd for me Is she coy or is she free Is she tall or is she low Is she slender lean or no Is she square or is she round Is she sick or is she sound Do the Gods confess their duty Is to worship such a beauty Is but Venus scarce her type Is she green or too too ripe Is she foul or is she fair Is she not at others are Is she white or is she black Or what i' st that she doth lack Answer I have prepar'd for thee enough She 's coy enough add free enough She 's Low enough and tall enough She 's big enough and small enough She 's fat enough and lean enough She 's rich enough and mean enough She 's young enough and strong enough She 's short enough and long enough She 's sick enough and sound enough She 's square enough and round enough She 's black enough and white enough She 's foul enough and bright enough She 's thin enough and quick enough And she will soon be thick enough If you can give her P enough 72. The Mask of Adonis WHen all the night Ravens Bats of the 〈◊〉

With glittering Nymphs Diana-like that be Set there on purpose to imbellish me From Pole to Pole my fancy flies to clear All insurrections that are gathered there I dispossess bold Boreas and asswage The stubborn sallies of his turdy rage Clearing the air of gloomy clouds and then I 'le kick down Persens from his seat agen And take the sloven that Lucina bears And pull him from his Mistress by the ears And being mounted on her Chrystal brest There will I sip my solace and my rest In her sweet bed of spices will I play From day till night and then from night till day Though Venus frown I care not for I lack No heart to daunt a foe when fill'd with Sack There do I triumph in my glorie for I need not bow to each competitor But laugh to see how sadly they repine And cannot climbe unto such fate as mine There do I smile to see our Zealots creep In clods of earth half ' wake and half asleep Like crawling Tortoises while I arise Mounting aloft like Eagles in the skies Then welcome Sack the only wings that carry A soul into Elysium is Canary 21. Her Continence T Is not the force o' th' golden shower That once so bounteously did poure ●nto Dana●'s lap that can Make my chaste Rose a Courtesan ●o Jupiter she will not stay ●er motion like Atalanta ●or th' golden Apples that are flung ●rom th' Wardrobe of a flattering tongue ●o y' are mistaken she is none ●f that slight mettal Shee 'l not owne ●mooth Sycophanters neither will ●he slumber carelesly until Great Jove the thund'rer shall descend ● There being no one to defend ●er from the furies of such fate And as she sleeps divirginate the tender girl as once you know ●e did unto fair C●listo ●nd then t' augment her first despair ●ransforms the Wench into a Bear Nor is she like nights queen that stept And kist Endimion as he slept ●eaving her dear Apollo bright ●hat ●till reguilds her horns with light And leaves her own Celestial mirth For the dull plea●ures on the earth No no my Rose will never move The steddy bias of her love Like wav'ring Goddesses 't is she Exceeds them all in constancy And for thy sake my constant Rose The crossest wind that ever blows Shall not untwist that firm decree That Heaven seal'd 'twixt thee and me If wealthy Juno should present Her self with all th' Emolument That e're she had I should refuse Her riches and take thee to chuse If solid C●res should adorn My granaries with heaps of ●orn Upon condition that soon after I 'de wed my self unto her daughter I 'de heed her not if Pallas should A Cabinet to me unfold Of all her gemmes I 'de not dismount My love from Rose on this account In Rose there 's Juno Pallas too And there'sa Venus fair and true Mistake me not Rose is not base Shee 's not in act there but in face Therefore dear Rose what e're betide us It shall but wound us not divide us 22. The Soliloquy I Have no riches neither know I where the Mines of Silver grow The golden age I cannot find Yet there is plenty in my mind 'T is wealth I crave 't is wealth that I require Yet there 's no wealth to fill my vain desire Nor hopes thereof to still my craving lyre 2. What shall I do in such a case I am accounted mean and base Both friends and strangers frown on me ● Cause I am gaul'd with poverty Well let them frown yet I will not lament Nor value them though fortune has not lent To me her blessings yet 1 have content 3. Alas poor plant of low esteem How base of thee the world doth deem ●'me but an object could my name But once procure the wings of fame Then like Apollo glittering in the skies I 'de ride triumphant and I 'de tympanise Daring the apples of all humane eyes 4. I but I am not so sublime In parts and merits as to clime Into the high terrestrial story Of ●ame triumph renown and glory Yet my content shall vanquish my disease Perhaps if I should climb such stairs as these Like Icarus I might salute the Seas 5. For glory has but waxen wings It 's like the voice of one that sings A Prick-song ditty now he yauls With mounted voice and then he falls So falls our fame for censure will exile it And ill look't Envy quickly discompile it The least disaster may at last defile it 6. I but poor warm diseases pierce The thin and slender universe Of my poor flesh weak flesh yet I Can find no help nor remedy But yet I care not there 's a healthful wind Survey Philosophy and you shall find Sick flesh it better then a sickly mind 7. Then farewel care for carnal wealth For worldly fame and fleshly health I l'e use no Doctor while I find A wholsome temper in my mind I will not grieve no fate shall make me vary Both cross and loss shall be no adversary I l'e wash down all with glasses of Canary 23. The Lovers form LAdy behold a bruise that lies within The folded carpet of our skin Will at the length be clearly found To work it self into a wound That 's visible and will be seen Unto the eye both fresh and green Or like the ember-sparks that lie Rak't up in tenebrosity Which by degrees become a flame Even such is Love and mine 's the same To you fair Madam Therefore know That as these sparks of Love do grow Within my breast I must discover My self to be your faithful lover Nor do I speak with feigned tongue Projecting at your smallest wrong For my intention 's sound and true Lady I' me deep in love with you Your vertues and your beauty joynd Have kindled love up in my mind And such a flame that I am sure Ther 's none beside your self can cure Therefore sweet Mistress do you please By loving me again to ease My wounded heart which must be yours While I am mine or life endures 24. To my friends R. A. I. an Epithalme BEloved Couple may the Gods So rectifie you that no odds May ere distermine or divide The Gordian knot which ye have ti'd Let earnest frownings ne're unfashion Your calm content nor raise your passion May all your acts and postures be Of Cupids brave Artillery And may the greatest of your strife While you shall breath the breath of life No greater be but that a cup Of kissing lips may take it up Long may you live long may you be The darlings of felicity With health and wealth may fate salute ye As well as nature did with beauty 25. Another BRight stars of beauty and more bright In every vertue Since your light Is joyn'd and mingled I will pray To Jove and Juno that there may Be no Ecclipse nor breach of love To hide your glories or to move Your peaceful bosom whilst you be By Heaven allow'd this unity