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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
book_n	church_n	faith_n	holy_a	2,665	5	4.7089	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A12282	Here after foloweth certayne bokes, co[m]pyled by mayster Skelton, Poet Laureat whose names here after shall appere. Speke parrot The deth of the noble prince Kyng Edwarde the fourth. A treatyse of the Scottes. Ware the hawke The tunnyng of Elynour Rummynge.; Selections	Skelton, John, 1460?-1529.	1545 (1545)	STC 22598; ESTC S110976	19,532	66

a clot of clay Out of your Robes ye were shaked And wretchedly ye lay starke naked For lacke of grace hard was your hap The Popes cures gaue you that clap ¶ Of the out Iles the rough foted Scottes We haue well eased them of the bottes The rude ranke Scottes lyke dronken dranes A● Englysh bowes haue fetched their banes It is not syttyng in tower and towne A Sumner to were a kynges crowne Fortune on you therfore dyd frowne ye were to hye ye at cast downe Syr sumner now where is your crowne Cast of your crowne cast vp your crowne Syr S●mner now ye haue lost your crowne Quod Skelton Laureate Oratour to the Rynges most royall estate SCotica redacta in formam prouinc●e Regis parebit nutibus anglie Alioquin per desertum sin super Cherubim Cherubin seraphim seraphinque ergo c. ¶ Unto dyuers people that remord his rymyng agaynst the scot Iemmy I Am now constrayned With wordes nothing fayned This Inuectyue to make For some peoples sake That lyst for to iangyll And waywardly to wrangyll Agaynst this my makyng Their males therat shakyng At it reprehendyng And venemously stingyng Rebukyng and remordyng And nothing accordyng Cause haue they none other But for that he was brother Brother vnnaturall Unto our kyng royall Agaynst whom he dyd fyght Falsly agaynst all right Lyke that vntrue rebell Fals Kayn agaynst Abell Who so therat pyketh mood The tokens ar not good To be true Englysh blood For if they vnderstood His traytourly dispyght He was a recrayed knyght A subtyll sysmatyke Ryght nere an heretyke Of grace out of the state And dyed excomunycate And for he was a kyng The more shamefull rekenyng Of him shuld men report In ernest and in sport He skantly loueth out kyng That grudgeth at this thing That cast such ouerthwartes Percase haue hollow hartes ¶ Si veritatem dico quare non creditis mic●i ¶ Chorus de Dyd contra Scottos cum omni processionall ●estiuitate solempnisauit hoc Epitoma xxii die Septembris c. SAlue festa dies toto resonabilis euo Qua scottus Iacobus obrutus ense cadit Barbara scottorum gens ꝑfida plena malorum Uincitur ad Norram vertiturinque fugam Uasta ●aulus sed campestris borie memoratur Branxton more scottis terra ꝑosa fuit Scottica castra fremūt Floddun sub mōeibus altis Que valide Inuadens dissipat angla manus Millia scottorum trusit gens anglica passim Lururiat tepido sanguine pignis humus Pars animas mis●et miseras misere sub vmbras Pars ruit in foueas pars subiit latebras Iam quid agit Iachobus dānorū gremine cretus Perfidus vt nemroth lapsus ad Iam ruit Di● modo scottorū Dudum male sane malorum Rector nunc Regeris mortuus ecce Iaces Sic Leo te Rapidus Leo candidus Inclitus vrsit Quo● Leo tu Rubius vltima fata luis Anglia duc choreas Resonēt tua tempana psallas Da laudes dn̄o Da pia vota deo ¶ Hec Laureatus Skeltonis Regius orator ¶ Chorus de Dys c. suꝑ triūphali victoia contra gallos c. cantauit solemniter hoc Elogium in profesto diui Iohīs ad decolationem Salue festa dies toto memorabilis euo Qua Rex Henricus gallica bella premit Hēricus Rutilans Octauus noster in armis Ti●winne gentis menia strauit humi Sceptriger anglorum bello validissimꝰ hector Francorn̄ genus colla suꝑba terit Dux armis nuꝑ celebris modo dux Inermis De longuile modo dic quo ●ua pompa rul● De cleremount clarus dudū dic galle suꝑbe Unde suꝑbus eris carcere nonne gemis Discite frācorū gens cetera capta britānū Noscite magnanimū subdite vosque sibil Gloria cappadocis diue milesque Marie Illius hic sub ope Gallica regna reget Hoc insigne bonum diuino Nuumine gestū Anglica gēs referat semꝑ onansque canat ¶ Per Skeltonida Laureatum Oratorem Regium Here after foloweth the Boke entytuled Ware the Hauke Per Skelton Laureat ¶ Prologus Skeltonidis Laureati super ware the Hawke THis worke deuysed is For suche as do a mys And specyally to controule Such as haue cure of soule That be so far abusyd They can not be excusyd By reason nor by law But that they playe the daw To hawke or els to hunt From the Auter to the funt wyth cry vnreuerent Be fore the sacrament wythin the holy church bowndis That of our fayth the grownd is That preest that hawkys so All grace is far hym fro He semeth a sysmatyke Or els an heretike For fayth in hym is faynte There fore to make complaynt Of such mysaduysed Parsons and dysgysed Thys boke we haue deuysed Compendyously comprysed No good preest to offend But suche dawes to amend In hope that no man shall Be myscontent withall I Shall you make relacyon By way of a postrofacyon Under supportacyon Of your pacyent tolleracyon How I Skelton Laureat Deuysyd and also wrate Uppon a lewde Curate A parson benyfyced But nothynge well aduysed He shall be as now nameles But he shall not be blameles Nor he shall not be shameles For sure he worught a mys To hawke in my church of Dys This fonde frantyke fouconer Wyth his polutyd pawtenar As preest vnreuerent Streyght to the sacrament He made his hawke to fly with hogeous showte and cry The hy auter he strypte naked There on he stode and craked He shoke downe all the clothys And sware horryble othes Be fore the face of god By moyses and Arons rod Or that he thens yede His hawke shulde pray and fede Upon a pegions maw The blode ran downe raw Upon the auter stone The hawke tyryd on a bonne And in the holy place She mutyd there a chase Upon my corporas face Such sacrificium laudis He made with suche gambawdis Obseruate His seconde hawke wexyd gery And was with flyenge wery She had flowyn so oft That on the rode loft She perkyd her to rest The Fauconer then was prest Came runnynge with a dow And cryed stow stow stow But she wold not bow He then to be sure Callyd her with a lure Her me●e was very crude She had not wel endude She was not clene ensaymed She was not well reclaymed But the fawconer vnfayned Was moch more febler brayned The hawke had no lyst To come to his fyst She loked as she had the frounc● Wyth that he gaue her a bounc● Full vpon the gorge I wyll not fayne nor forge The hawke with that clap Fell downe with euyll hap The church dores were sparred Fast boltyd aud barryd yet wyth a prety gyn I fortuned to come In Thys rebell to behold where of I hym controld But he sayde that he wolde A gaynst my mynde and wyll In my church hawke styll Considerate ¶ On saynt Iohn̄ decollacyon He hawked on thys facyon Tempore vesperarum S● non scūdumsarum But lyke a march harum His