Selected quad for the lemma: sense_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
sense_n	body_n	part_n	spirit_n	3,336	5	5.3166	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A34579	Horatius, a Roman tragedie, by Sir William Lower.; Horace. English	Corneille, Pierre, 1606-1684.; Lower, William, Sir, 1600?-1662.	1656 (1656)	Wing C6313; ESTC R19443	33,557	70

enough in so great danger to see it to attend it without griefe but surely 't is too much t' expresse it further even unto joy Sabina See how a gentle Genius hath fittly sent her to us Try to make her discourse upon this point she loveth you too well to conceal any thing from you I leave you Julia entertain my Sister I am asham'd to shew so much of melancholy and my heart hurthened with a thousand fears seeks solitude to hide its sighs and tears SCENA II. Camilla Julia Camilla Why flyes she and would have me entertain you thinks she that my grief 's less then hers and that as more insensible of such misfortunes I should mix less plaints with my sad discourse My soul 's affrighted with the same alarmes I shall lose in the one and th' other army aswell as she I shall behold my Lover nay more my onely Joy die for his Country or ruine mine and this dear object of my love become for my afflicting punishment or worthy of my teares or of my hate Alas Julia Yet she is more to be lamented then you one may change Lover but not Husband leave Curiacius and receive Valerius so shall you fear no more for th' adverse party so shall you be all ours and your •pirit released of it's trouble shall have nothing to lose more in the camp of th' Enemy Camilla Give me advises that may be more lawful and without proposition of crimes wail my misfortunes although I can scarce resist my evils yet I would rather suffer then merit them Julia How Madame do you call a fair and reasonable change a crime Camilla What think you that the breach of faith is pardonable Julia Towards an enemy what should oblige you Camilla Who can absolve us from a Solemn vow Julia 'T is to no purpose to disguise a thing that is so cleare I saw you yesterday receive Valerius court-ship and the favour which he receiv'd from you gives him encouragement to nourish a sweet hope Camilla If yesterday I entertain'd him with a pleasing countenance think nothing on 't but to his disadvantage of my content another was the object But to remove your error know the cause on 't I look on Curiacius with an amity too pure to suffer my self longer to be thought perjur'd About five or six months after my Brother marryed his Sister Julia you know it he obtained of my Father that I should be his Wife This day was prosperous and fatal to us both at once uniting our houses it did disunite our Kings our marriage and the war were both concluded at the same instant our hope as soon dead as born all promises lost assoon as made Oh how extreme then were our miseries how many blasphemies did Curiacius Vomit forth against Heaven how many Rivers flow'd from mine eyes I need not tell it you you saw our farwels you have since beheld the troubles of my soul you know what prayers my flame hath made for peace and what sad plaints at every encounter I have uttered as fate dispos'd it sometime for my Country and sometime for my Lover my dispaire at last constrained me to have recourse Unto the Oracles Hearken unto the voyce that yesterday they gave unto me and give me your opinion whether I have reason thereupon to reassure my dismay'd spirit That Greek so much renown'd who for so many yeers foretold our destinies at the foot of Aventine he I mean that inspir'd by Apollo ne'r spake false doth promise in these verses a quick end Unto my travels The Oracle Thy prayers are heard Alba and Rome shall be to morrow in a faire confaederacy and thou with Curicius shalt be joyn'd never to part so have the Gods enjoyn'd She continues Upon this Oracle I ground a firme beliefe and as the successe pass'd may hope I gave my soul over to ravishments which pass'd the transports of the happiest Lovers Judge you of their excess I met Valerius and he could not as he was wont displease me he spake to me of Love without my trouble I perceiv'd not that I discours'd with him I could not shew him coldness nor contempt all that I saw seem'd Curiacius to me all that he said unto me spake his fires all what I said assur'd him of my love A general fight to day is doubted much I heard the news on 't yesterday and was not troubled at it my Spirit did reject these fatall objects charm'd with the sweet thoughts of marriage and peace But this last night hath dissipated those so charming errors A thousand fearful dreams and bloody Images or rather heapes of slaughter and of horrour snatch'd my joy from me and fill'd me with fear I saw dead bodies blood and nothing else a spirit appearing suddenly tooke flight they defac'd one another and each fantasme redoubled my fear by its confusion Julia A dream for the most part should be interpreted in a contrary sense Camilla I should believe it so since I desire it but notwithstanding all my prayers and wishes I see a day of battel not of peace Julia Thereby the war will end and peace will follow Camilla Last still the ill if this must be the remedy Whether Rome fall or Alba be o'rthrown dear Lover think no more to be my Husband my heart how great soever the fire be that doth consume it will not have the conquerour nor Slave of Rome But what new object here presents it selfe Is it thee Curiacius SCENA III. Curiatius Camilla Julia Curiat Camilla doubt it not behold a man who neither is the conquerour nor yet the slave of Rome fear not to see my hands blush with the shameful weight of Irons or the blood of Romanes I believ'd you lov'd glory and Rome enough for to despise my chaine and hate my Victory and so in this extremity I equally feared captivity and Victory Camilla It is sufficient Curatius I do divine the rest thou fly'st a battel so fatall to thy wishes and thy heart wholly mine to the end thou mayst not lose me denies to lend thy arm unto thy Country let who will herein look on thy Renowne and blame thee to have too much loved me Camilla must not disesteeme thee for 't the more thy Love appears the more she ought to cherish thee and if thou owest much unto the place that gave thee birth the more thou quit'st for me the more thy Love appears But hast thou seen my Father can he suffer thee in his house thus doth he not preferre the State before his private Family regardeth he not Rome more then his daughter Lastly is our good fortune well assur'd hath he beheld thee as a Son in law or as an Enemy Curiat He look'd upon me as son in law with tenderness and love which witnessed enough an entire Joy but he beheld me not by any treason unworthy honour enter in his house I give not up the interest of my towne I love my honour yet though I