Selected quad for the lemma: water_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
water_n	air_n	element_n	fire_n	13,062	5	7.1789	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A77565	Five new playes, (viz.) The madd couple well matcht. Novella. Court begger. City witt. Damoiselle. By Richard Brome.	Brome, Richard, d. 1652?; Brome, Alexander, 1620-1666.; Cross, Thomas, fl. 1632-1682, engraver.	1653 (1653)	Wing B4870; Wing B4866; Wing B4868; Thomason E1423_1; ESTC R202038	142,986	500

no body Exit Py. Tic. Exit Cras. These Letters must necessarily come from my Brace of Courtiers Sir Ticket and Monsieur Rufflit which I will read cleane contrary as if they slighted her and answer them acrosse from her meaning as if she slighted them And so letting my selfe downe into their inwards on both sides what they can get or what my wife has will I pump into mine owne purse Enter Josina with two Letters Jo. Now deare M. Footwell as ever you pitied the use of a poor Gentlewoman that would faine use her beauty whilst there is some pleasure in it read and answer these Letters with commanding eloquence force them to affect me Cra. Ha ha ha Will you not be offended if I read them truly Jo. No I prethee what is 't Cra. Stay it seems you have written to them Jo. Yes but I cannot read the answer Prethee what i st Cra. Faith you le be angry Jo. Nay and you love me what i st Cra. Sir Andrew here he sayes t is not your broad rim'd hat your tiffeny dresse Spanish ruffe and silver bodkin can make him disloyall to his wives bed Rufflit here he writes that you have a grosse body a dull eye a lowe forehead a black tooth a fat hand and a most lean purse I there 's it And you could but give and you had but to send Jo. A lean purse Cra. I the lean purse There 's the Devill Were you as bald as Time as stiffly wrinkled as frozen plow'd Lands more dry then a Fever more leane then death had you ingross'd deformity yet if you had but to give Jo. Why Footwell though my husband be but a Bankrupt Knave Cra. Nay faith rather a fool Mistresse Jo. Well fool let him be then yet I have a Mother will not see me want for necessary ends And I hope I had the wit to cozen my husband of somewhat against a rainy day Look you Sir I kept these for a friend in a corner Cra. Nay but I would not wish you to send them now What relieve the base wants of prating Skipjacks to pay for your damnation Jo. Nay that 's sure I will not give them Cra. And yet i faith what can a Gentlewoman give too much for her pleasure Can there be a more heavy disgrace blowne abroad upon any Lady then that she has not at the least two servants since many Lovers are the onely noble approvement of beauty Io. I le send them both that 's sure Cra. But both of them to Mr. Rufflit Oh hee 's an absolute spirit He has an English face a French tongue a Spanish heart an Irish hand a Welch Leg a Scotch beard and a Dutch buttock Jo. O J J am wholly his J will send all to him Cra. O but Sir Andrew he is a Courtly Lover He can kisse you courtly handle you Courtly lye with you Courtly Jo. O yes he shall have one J prethee praise me to them both and commend to each of them one of these Jewells not that I doe so much care for the use of them yet because I would not be wonder'd at like an Owle among my neighbors for living honest in my husbands absence I prethee work effectually for mee sweet M. Footwell Exit Enter Rufflit spying her going out Ruf. Mrs. Crasie Hist Mrs. Crasie Cra. Peace Sir forbeare As you would hope doe not pursue a woman when she is out of the humor O untimely importunity is most distastfull There are certain seasons to take the coldest Appetite when she is pinning a Ruffe playing with a Monkey hearing a wanton Song or half drunk Ruf. O hat are you Sir Cra. A private Messenger to you Sir from the Gentlewoman you pursue This is your hand is it not Ruf. Yes Cra. You may keep your Letter Ruf. But what sayes my utmost hope the end of my ambition Cra. Only that you are poor a Gallant of a very wanting fortune Ruf. The more honor for her to redeem me Cra. Alas I think her means are but weak her husbands sinking hath brought her low Ruf. Her husband Alas poor fly onely made to be suck'd and forsaken His wife has the life-blood of her fortunes in her and I 'le be her cupping-glasse Cra. I wonder his wife could nourish so unbelieving a conscience Ruf. Conscience All things rob one another Churches poule the People Princes pill the Church Minions draw from Princes Mistresses suck Minions and the Pox undoes Mistresses Physitians plague their Patients Orators their Clients Courtiers their Suitors and the Devill all The water robs the earth earth choakes the water fire burns ayre ayre still consumes the fire Since Elements themselves do rob each other And Phoebe for her light doth rob her Brother What i st in man one man to rob another Cra. You have spoken most edifyingly sir but for you of whom I understand Crasy merits the best Offices for you to corrupt his Wife and with a covetous sinning expect use for the loan of your Loines Ruff. Death man they are my Exchecquer my Rent Why I have no possession but my Estate taile And at for Crasy he has no wit he was created a foole to have Knaves work upon him a fellow made to have some pity and all wrong he had ever an open Purse and now an empty He made it a common hole every Gallant had his fingers in it Every man lov'd his Fortune squeez'd it and when it was unjuic'd farewell kind heart I confess I owe him a good turn I le pay 't his Wife He kept her alwaies exquisitely neat temptingly gallant and as a protested Cuckold should do about his degree and means sumptuously proud Her Eye artificially spirited her Cheek surphuled her Teeth blanch'd her Lip painted her Neck carkanetted and her Brest bar'd almost to her Belly And shall a peece thus put out to sale stand unattempted as not worth the purchase Cra. Yes Sir if you could compasse her as sure she may be corrupted for she is very covetous Ruff. If I could but make shew of a Gift or present one Cra Only not to appeare of so needy a Fortune Why if you chance to possess her Ruff. Pish t weare all mine again and all that she had besides And troth I think she is wealthy Cra. Wealthy look you Sir Here are two of her Jewels I fetcht from an Ant of hers where they lay hid from her Husband These are not worth the pursuit Ruff. Nay t is an easie Female He that has her has all What should I send A Gift would do it Let me think T is but a gross-bodyed Wench with a blackish haire neither Cra. Oh the better Your lean No-bodies with yellow Manes have most commonly rotten teeth and wicked breaths No your full plump Woman is your only Venus Ruff. A hundred golden peeces I am intrusted withall by my elder Brother to purchase a peece of Injustice If I should send them Cra. Oh Sir these both were yours and they too She