Selected quad for the lemma: soul_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
soul_n	bear_v	body_n	sin_n	5,827	5	4.7431	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B02442	A courtly new ballad of the princely wooing of the fair maid of London, by King Edward. The tune is, Bonny sweet Robin.		1684-1686? (1686)	Wing C6609A; ESTC R174356	1,858	1

〈…〉 of the princely wooing of the fair Maid of London by King Edward The Tune is Bonny sweet Robin FAir Angel of England thy beauty most bright Is all my hearts pleasure my joy and delight Then goant me swett Lady thy true love to be That I may say welcome good fortune to me The Turtle so chast and true in her love By gentle perswasions her fancy will move Then be not intreated fair Lady in vain For nature require●h what I should obtain The phoen●x so famous that liveth alone Is vowed to chastity being but o●e But he not my darli●g so ch●st in desire Lest thou like the phoenix dost penance in fire But alas gentle L●dy I pi●ty thy state In being resolved to live without Male For if of our coursing the pleasure thou knew You would have a liking the same to ensue Long time I have sued the same to obtain Yet I am req●●●d with scornful distain But if you will grant your good will unto me You shall be advanced to Princely degree Promotions and honour may often en●ice The chastest that liveth ●hough never so nice What woman so worthy but could be content To live in a Pallace where Princes frequent To brides young and princely to church I have l●d Two Ladies now lately have becked my bed Yet hath thy love taken more root in my heart Then all their contentments whereof I have part Your gentle heart cannot mens tears much abide And women least angry when most they do chide Then yield to me kindly and say that at length Men do want mercy and poor women strength I grant that fair Ladies may poor men resist And Princes may conquer and Love who they list A King may co●●and her to lye by his side Whose feature deserveth to be a Kings bride In granting your love you shall purchase ren●wn your head shal be deck'd with Englands fair crown thy garments most gallant of gold shall be ●ought If true love with treasure with thée may be boght Great Ladies of honour shall tend on thy train Most richly attired with Scarlet in grain My Chamber most princely thy person shall keep Where Virgins with musick shall r●●k thée asléep If any more pleasures thy heart can invent Command them sweet Lady thy mind to content For Kings gallant courts where princes do dwell Affords such sweet pastime as Ladies love well Then be not resolved to dye a true M●id But print in thy bosome the words I have said And grant a King favour thy true love to be That I may say we●come sweet Virgin to me The Fair maid of Londons answer to King Edwards wanton Love OH wanton King Edward thy labour is vain To follow the pleasure thou canst not attain With getting thou loosest and having dost wast it the which if thou pure hast is spoil'd if thou hast it But if thou obtainest it thou nothing hast won And I loosing nothing yet quite am undone But if of that jewel a King do deceive me No●R can restore though a Kingdom he give me My colour is changed since you saw me last My favour is vanisht my beauty is past The Rose red blushes that sat in my cheeks To paleness is turned which all men dislikes I pass not what Princes for love do protest The name of a Virgin contenteth me best I have not deserved to sleep by thy side Nor yet to be counted for King Edwards bride The name of a Princess I never did crave No such tipe of honour thy hand-maid will have My breast shall not harbour so lofty a thought Nor be with rich proffers to wantonness brought If wild wanton Rosamond one of our sort Had neved frequented ● Henries brave Court Such heaps of deep sorrow she never had seen Nor tasted the rage of so jealous a Quéen All Men have their freedom to show their intent They win noe a woman except she consent Who then can impute to them any fault Who still go upright until Men do hault T is counted a kindness in men for to try And vertue in women the same to deny For women unconstant can never be prov'd Until by their betters therein they be mov'd If women and modesty once do but sever Then farewel good name and credit for ever And Royal King Edward let me be exil●d Ere any Man knows my body 's defil'd If women and modesty once do but sever Too deep an ●mpression within my heart bears Nor shall his bright honour that blot ●y me have To bring his gray hairs with grief to the grave The heavens forbid that when I shall dye That any such sin upon my soul should lye It I have thus kept me from doing this sin My heart shall not yield with a Prince to begin Come rather with pitty and weep on my tomb Then for my birth curse my dear mothers womb That brought forth a blossom that stained th● tree With wanton desires to shame her and me Leave me most noble King tempt not in vain My m●lk-white affection with lewdness to stain Though England will give me no comfort 〈◊〉 Yet England will give me a sad 〈…〉