Selected quad for the lemma: blood_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
blood_n	catch_v	good_a	great_a	58	3	2.1278	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A05140	Phyala lachrymarum. Or A few friendly teares, shed over the dead body of Mr Nathaniel Weld Mr of Arts of Emanuel Colledge in Cambridge who in the short journey of his life, died betwene the five and sixe and twentieth yeare of his youth, 1633. Together with sundry choyce meditations of mortalitie.	Lathum, William.	1634 (1634)	STC 15270; ESTC S108346	27,413	58

weake a guard My pretious life I did commit to keepe Being for death a thing not very hard To seize his brothers right sith if compar'd Sleep 's but a breathing death death breathlesse sleep I feele a tingling chilnesse over all my bones to creepe Prosopopeia Corporis Animae valedicturi Adios a rivederci MY lovely frend that long hast been content To dwell with mee in my poore Tenement Whose bulke and all the stuffe both warp and woofe Is all of clay the floor and the roofe Though yet thou ne're foundst fault ne didst upbraid This homely hermitage so meanly made O mine owne darling my deere daintie one And wilt thou now indeed from mee be gone Ah for thou seest all running to decay The thatchie covering 's now nigh falne away The windows which give light to every roome Broken and dimme and mistie beene become The Mill-house and selfe Miller 's out of frame My Kitchin smoakes my Larder is too blame And from the Studds each where the Lome doth shrink And the breeme cold blowes in at every chinke The brases and supporters of my house Tremble and waxen wondrous ruinous So that all bee it grieve mee to the heart To thinke that thou and I old frends must part Yet sith my Cabban's all out of repaire Darling farewell goe sojourne now else where In some cleane place untill that premier Main That built mee first rebuild mee up againe All of the selfe same stuffe but with such art So polisht and imbellisht every part That it shall ne're be out of Kilture more Then shalt thou come againe as heretofore And dwell with mee for ever and for aye So God us both to blesse untill that happie day Dal Cielo al Cielo SUndry opinions amongst learned men Have raised beene about the meanes and way And 'bout the certaine time and season when That soule of man which never can decay Into the bodie doth it selfe convey Whether 't beginning with the body take Or long before if so where it doth stay Which strife the soule it selfe thus plaine doth make From Heaven I not from mans seed proceed For with the bodie if it rise it dies Animae Prosopopeia Morta la pecora non cresce piu la lana YEe gentle frends who mourning here attend My livelesse corps unto this Earthie bed There leaving it to sleepe untill the end When all shall live againe who now are dead Weepe not for mee sith I can neither see Nor heare your teares that here for mee are shed Ne all your prayers a whit can profit mee The sheepe once dead the wooll ne're growes againe But as shee dies it lyes all after-helpes are vaine Agree therefore while yee are in the way With death the adversary of mankinde For when he comes no pray'r can make him stay But hee takes all sorts as he doth them find If good 't is not in him to make them bad If bad no time to mend by him assign'd What faith and hope wee at our parting had Is onely ours but all done after death Nor hurts nor helps but passeth with the breath For whilst we live though at last gaspe wee been Our owne or others pray'rs mote doon us good Betweene the stirrup and the ground betweene The bridge and headlong downfall to the flood Mercie can cause the soule catch hold of grace But soone as once the life forsakes the blood So fast it posteth to its proper place Of weale or woe where it must ever stay No pray'r it overtakes or profit may The ardent suite of that great man of meat Was him deny'd a seeming-small request One moyst coole drop to quench his scalding heat Yet sith before his pray'r he was possest Of his just doome his due-deserved meed His tardie suit forth of the Court was cast For as the soule once from the body freed No more may be recall'd no more can shee By any humane helpe relieved bee In vaine therefore doon silly soules relie On pray'rs of frends at their departure hence Sith with our last breath Heaven instantly Is wonne or lost no comming is from thence Ne is redemption from the place of Hell And Purgatory is a meere non-sense Where goodmens soules till bought from thence must dwell Onely his pray'rs whose blood for us was shed Living and dying stands our soules in stead Divortium Animae HAst ever knowne two faithfull bosome frends Affected like in all their aimes and ends After long absence hast observ'd their meeting Their over-joy and manner of their greeting Silent long-looking in each others faces Whilst each his frend within his armes embraces Like April-showr's and Sun-shine mixt together Each weeping and each laughing over either Till mutuall passions having run their course Both by degrees fall freely to discourse Ah but say now hast ever seene these twaine Upon occasion forc'd to part again Hast seene two lovers new made man and wife Inforc'd to part how bitter is their strife What sighs what teares what namelesse Creve-coeur What greefe unutterable doon they endure What lowd Alewes what heavinesse of heart What lamentations when they come to part What anguish and with what a deale of paine Take these their leave as ne're to meete againe Hast seene a man from his deere home exil'd Hast heard a mother parting from her child What weeping wailing and what heavinesse What contristation even to excesse And how unable reason is to sway Th'unbeveld passion or it make obey Or hast thou ere observ'd that passionate And dolefull quest that heart affecting-blate Of lambes lamenting their deere dammes restraint Or mark'd the mournfull noise and pitteous plaint Doubled and oft redoubled by the dammes At present parting from their little lambes Hast ere beene present at some Cities sacke And seene the havocke and the wofull wrack When to the surly souldier once betraid The modest matron and the untoucht maid So most unmannerly spite of their heart With their deere honours are compell'd to part What reluctation and what sturdie strife What meanes what shifts the jewell of their life To save from spoyle and losse what vows what pray'r What humble ' haviour and what speaking faire What deep distraction and what heavie cheere How loth to yeeld alacke yet ne're the neere Like loth and with as much or more adoe Bodie and soule each other do forgoe Ah when the soule comes warning once to give That shee no longer in her house will live Ne not so much as sojourne any more Where shee hath dwelt so many yeares before At this sad news like fruit with windie blast Downe in a transe the weakly bodie 's cast Inly the very bowels yearne with griefe The stomacke nauseats at wont reliefe The straightned lungs breath hardly short and thicke The head 's distempred and the heart is sicke And every roome and corner of the house Fill'd with darke steems and vapours nubilous In this disconsolate and sickly