Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	eye_n	heart_n	love_v	6,089	5	5.7178	4	true

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B04149	The London lads lamentation to Cupid. Or; VVhen shall I my true-love have? All young men must to Cupids power submit, courage and wisdom, vertue too, & wit: none can his mighty power & charm withstand he, like young beauty, always will command: and here young maidens easily may find, how apt young-men are to be true & kind such constancy in them could scarce be found should men go search the universe all round. To an excellent new tune, sung at the court. This may be printed, R.P.		1685-1688? (1688)	Wing L2900; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[288]	1,067	1

THE London Lads Lamentation TO CUPID OR When shall I my True-Love have All young-men must to Cupids power submit Courage and Wisdom Vertue too Wit None can his mighty power charms withstand He like young Beauty always will Command And here young maidens easily may find How apt young-men are to be true kind Such constancy in them could scarce be found Should men go search the Universe all round To an Excellent New Tune Sung at the COURT This may be Printed R. P. CLoes Face is Heav'n to me Like the Morning-Light we see And the Beauty of her Eye Bright and lovely like the Sky Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart Will young Love a Tyrant be Make me doat on Cruelty Why doth sullen Fate confine Me to one that is not mine Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart Had I Lov'd as others do Onely for an hour or two Then there had a Reason bin I should suffer for my Sin Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart Love thou know'st with what a flame I adore young Cloes Name Let me then thy pitty find Shoot a Dart and change her mind Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart All her Beauties do entice Though the Nymph be cold as Ice Rosie-Lips and Lilly-Skin All we gaze on Charm and win Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart On her gentle Downy Breast Let a sighing Lover rest Twin'd within those tender Arms Fetter'd by those pleasing Charms Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart Let my Love with joys be Crown'd You that with a Glance can Wound With a Melting Kiss restore Your young Love that sigh'd before Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart Thus you 'l show your power and skill Able both to Save and Kill But to Kill has always bin Held a most Notorious Sin Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart In sweet Groves we 'l always dwell With more joys than tongue can tell There the Wanton then we 'l play Steal each others heart away Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart You I love by Jove I do More then all things here below With a Passion full as great As e're Creature fancied yet Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart Bid the Miser leave his Ore Bid the Wretched sigh no more Bid the Old be Young again Bid young Maids ne'r think of Men Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart Love 's not a thing of Chance but Fat● That makes me Love that makes yo● hat● Then if you be false or true Love I must and none but you Cloe since my Heav'n thou art Ease and cure my wounded heart Printed for I. Back at the Black-Boy On London-Bridge