Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	day_n	great_a	life_n	2,674	5	4.0414	3	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B06907	Loves fortune. Or, A faint-hearted souldier will never win the field. The young-mans good fortune in wooing his love: she was rich, and he but poor, and she vowed she ne'r would love him more, yet day and night he took great pain, and for to love her once again. Tune is, Sweet come love me once again.		1680 (1680)	Interim Tract Supplement Guide EBB65H[168]	1,545	1

Loves fortune OR A faint-hearted Souldier will never win the Field The Young-mans good fortune in wooing his Love She was Rich and he but poor And she vowed she ne'r would love him more Yet Day and Night he took great pain And for to love her once again Tune is Sweet come love me once again WAlking most early in a morning fair I heard a young-man thus did say O how do I live in despair for her that 's sweeter than the May But I will to her once again to see if she 'l me entertain With kisses sweet I will her greet and for to love me once again Sweet-heart said he tell me thy mind why thou shouldst thus hard-hearted be Or why wilt thou prove thus unkind to him that is so true to thee But for my part I 'm Royal in my heart and evermore will so remain Sweet kill not me with disloyalty but vow to love me once again Kind Sir I thank you for your love but you are very much to blame To seek my thoughts thus for to prove pish fye away be gone for shame For many a maid hath been betray'd therefore in love I pray give o're Hands off be gone let me alone for I vow I ne'r will love thee more Alas dear love some pitty take on me that loves you so intire My life lies bound unto a stake let me not burn in Cupids Fire My heart so free in loving thee blind Cupid hath my sences tane Some pitty move my dearest love and now c. Content thy self love say no more for sure thou art no match for me My Parents Rich and thine but poor and that may cause great misery And thus I 'le say both night and day a single life I 'le ne'r give o're Therefore be gone let me alone for I vow I 'le never love thee more O be content my dearest love on worldly means set not thy mind Tho thou be Rich and I but poor O be not thou to me unkind No pains I 'le spare but take great care thee for to please I 'le take great pain Be not unkind but change thy mind and now come love me once again KInd Sir I thank you for your love and for the pains that you would take My mind you never can remove I pray you chuse some other mate For words are but wind may prove-unkind therefore leave off I pray give o're To live with thee I 'le not combine for I vow I 'le never love thee more Hard hap had I to set my love on one that cares so small for me No hopes have I but from above to change thy mind and fancy me But yet I stand at thy command sweet kill not me with coy disdain Some pitty take and answer make that thou wilt love me again Sweet come tell me if thou can the best way now this same to carry If I should yield both heart and hand to be thy Bride and for to marry For friends and kindreds love to get or surely it may breed great pain Procure the same I 'le thee respect I vow to love thee once again My dearest dear take thou no care but mark the words that I do say What lies in me I will not spare if thou wilt love and fancy me Let Father frown let Mother chide a heart that 's true will never stain Come life or death I 'le stick to thee if thou wilt love me once again The Maid Five hundred pound my portion is and all this on thee I will bestow VVith heart and hand take here this kiss thou art my own and shall be so Come wealth or woe with thee I 'le go through England Scotland France or Spain Cupid hath told me it must be so and I vow to love thee once again All you true Lovers that hear this Song let this to you a pattern be Seek not your true Love for to wrong neither for Gold nor yet for fee. He is my delight both day and night true love is worth a Golden Chain All you true Lovers is this not right to grant true love for love again Printed for F. Coles T. Vere J. Wright J. Clark W. Thackeray and T. Passinger