Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	beauty_n	heart_n	love_v	3,294	5	5.7449	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B04216	The lover's tragedy; or, Parents cruelty. To the tune of, Charon make hast and carry me over.		1685-1688? (1688)	Wing L3258A; ESTC R180170	1,005	1

The Lover's Tragedy OR PARENTS Cruelty To the Tune of Charon make hast and Carry me Over A Virgin fam'd for her Vertue and Beauty Who by her Parents was greatly lov'd To whom she paid all obedience and duty never observing to be reprov'd A lovely Youth of Reputation having her features view'd Was struck with so much love and admiration nothing his thoughts of her could exclude He to her oft did his Passion discover but her consent he could not obtain She answer'd she 'd not admit of a Lover lest he her Parents good will could gain Punish her Parents ye Gods for refusing a heart so loving so just and true Which they deserve for severely misusing to be tormented as had by you But may the Nymph so fair and cruel every Worldly Bliss enjoy Sure if the languish I lye in she knew well she with a smile would my care destroy At last he grew to so weak a condition that there was nothing could yield relief Saving the Virgin who was his Physician on whom he call'd to redress his Grief Farewell Oh cruel Nymph he cry'd I now to Elizium must repair Then gave a sigh or two and so be dy'd and thus he was cured of all his care To the fair Virgin this News was soon carried which Message struck her with great surprize She vowing to see him e'er he was Buried whom she had slain with her killing Eyes To 's House she fled with expedition as if by Cupids Wings convey'd Asking at door in a sobbing Con●ition which was the Room where his Corps was lay'd He to prevail us'd all endeavours for to obtain her Friend's consent But by no means could pr 〈…〉 ure their favour which fill'd his heart full of discontent He had made many a fair proprosition But what he offer'd they still deny'd At last he in a despairing condition thus on his Bed to himself he cry'd Pitty my wrongs ye Am'rous Powers hear a distressed Lover complain Who upon Earth has but very few hours thus to endure a Nymphs disdain She to the Chamber was quickly conducted where in a Shroud on his Bed he lay Which sight so on her unkindness reflected that made her sound in the Room away Many there came to her assistance and to her sev'ral things apply'd But Death against them all made such resistance that by the Corps of her Love she dyd When this sad News came to her Parents both in a heavy distraction were Running like mad People crying and staring for the sad loss of their Daughter fair Tho' they prevented their being Marry'd whilst they were living by their care Yet in one Grave they together were Wedded this was the end of this lovely Pair FINIS This may be Printed R. P. Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in Pye-corner