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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
book_n	age_n	church_n	time_n	1,732	5	3.5963	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A43089	A satyre against seperatists, or, The conviction of chamber-preachers and other chismatickes contrary to the discipline of this our Protestant profession by A. C. Generosus.	Hausted, Peter, d. 1645.; Cowley, Abraham, 1618-1667.	1642 (1642)	Wing H1157; ESTC R21706	4,116	8

Resist their Vow They 'le do 't to a haire for they Who if upon Shrove-tuesday or May-day Beat an old Baud or fright poore whores they cou'd Thought themselves greater then their founder Lud Have now vast thoughts and scorne to set upon Any whore lesse then her of Babilon Thei 'r mounted high contemne the humble play Of trap or footeball on an holyday In Finesbury Fields No 't is their brave intent Wisely t' advise the King and Parliament The worke in hand they 'le disaprove or back And cry i' th reformation What d'you lack Can they whole Shopbooks write and yet not know If Bishops have a right devine or no Or can they sweepe their doore and shops so well And for to cleans a State as yet not tell No study and experience makes them wise Why should they else watch late or early rise Their wit so flowes that when they thinke to take But Sermon notes they oft new Sermons make In Cheapside Crosse they Baal and Dagon see Yet know 't is gilt all ore as well as we Besides since men did that gay Idoll reare God has not blest the herbwives trading there Go on brave Heroes and performe the rest Increase your fame each day ayard at least 'Till your high names are growne as glorious full As the foure London Prentises at R●dbull So may your goodly eares still prickant grow And no bould hare increase to mar the show So may your Morefields pastimes never faile And all the roomes about keep mighty Ale Ale your own spirits to raise and cakes t' appease The hungry coinesse of your mistresses So may rare Pajents grace the Lord-Maiors show And none find out that those are Idolls too So may you come to sleep in Fur at last And some Smectimnian when your dayes are past Your funerall Sermon of six houres rehearse And Haywood sing your praise in lofty verse But stay who have we next mark and give roome The woemen with a long petition come Mans understanding is not halfe so great Th' Aple of knowledge 't was they first did eate First then pluralities must be laid away Men may learne thence to keep two wives they say Next schollership and learning must goe down Oh fie your sex so cruell to the gown You don't the kindnesse of some Schollers know The Cambridge women will not have it so Learning 's the Lamp o' th Land that shines so bright Y' are not s'immodest to put out the light This is a Conventicle trick What 's next Oh with the Churches solemne forme thei 'r vext The signe o' th Crosse the forehead must not beare 'T was only they were borne to plant signes there No Font to wash native concupiscence in You like that itch still of orignall sin No solemne rights of Buriall must be shown Pox take you hang your selves then you le none No organ Idoll with pure eares agree Nor Anthemes why nay aske nor them nor me Ther 's new Church Musique found insteed of those The womens sighs tun'd to the teachers nose No Surplesses no why why none d'you crave Thei 'r rags of Rome I thinke what you would have You 'd preach I troe Why do so ther 's no doubt A fitter preaching age you 'le nere find out You 've got the spirit you 've fiery tongues it 's true And by your talke they should be double too OH times oh manners when the Church is made A prey nay worse a scorne to ev'ry trade When ev'ry Tyler in his popular rage The Ages greatest Curse enformes the Age When reason is for Popery suppress'd And learning counted Jesuitisme at least When without bookes Divines must studious be And without meat keep hospitality When men 'gainst ancient Father's rev'rend sayes The many headed beast Smectimnius raise That Hidra which would grow still and encrease But that at first he met an Hercules When the base rout the Kingdomes dirt and sinke To cleanse the Church and purge the Fountaines thinke Such as whilst they might living waters take Drinke Belgian ditches and the Lemnian lake VVhen'th Liturgy which now so long hath stood Seal'd by five reverend Bishops sacred blood Doth passe for nonsence and but potage thought Pottage from Heav'n like that to Daniel brought Their broaths have such weede mix't and made so hot The Prophets sonnes cry out death 's in the pot Oh Times oh manners But methinks I stay Too long with them Take thus much for this day Hereafter more far since we now begin You 'le find wee 've Muses too as well as Prinn FINIS