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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
book_n	world_n	write_v	wrought_v	183	4	7.8610	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16792	A solemne passion of the soules loue; Mary Magdalens love. Selections	Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?	1598 (1598)	STC 3696; ESTC S104706	8,964	18

of his power and loue Goliah boasted greatly of his strength Yet little Dauid kild him with a stone The Madian Hoast was strong but yet at length By Gideons hand the kings were ouerthrowne By change of tongues fell Babylons high tower And Christ his word did breake the diuels power Yet in it selfe what weaker is than water Which drownd proud Pharao with his mighty host A lowse or flie is of a little matter Yet with such vvormes are men tormented most What strength alas is in a little stone Yet so vve reade Goliah ouerthrowne Know then From whence this wonder power groweth But from the force of the almighty hand Which to the vvorld his glorious power showeth When vvith the weake the strongest cannot stand King Dauid vvrote and it is truely knowne That power belongeth vnto God alone To proue the prowesse of the heauenly power How many more examples may be showne There is no yeare no day no night nor houre But some such action to the vvorld is knowne That truth may vvell vnto his glorie speake God is of power and all the vvorld is weake But since the vvorld cannot the bookes containe Wherein his vvorks of vvonder may be vvrit To admiration let his power remaine And say All powers are subiect vnto it And let me of his loue and mercy write Which is the substance of the soules delight This powerfull Loue the glorie of all grace When he had wrought the world vnto his will And planted each thing in his proper place And in the course that they continue still Of all the workes that he in wonder wrought Made onely man the dearest of his thought For what he made he made but man to serue And man to serue his onely sacred loue And in his loue doth so mans life preserue As may the comfort of his care approue And so approue as may this sentence giue His onely loue doth make the soule to liue He loued the earth when he did giue it life He loued the life when he his Image gaue it He loued the flesh that made the bone a wife He loued the soule when he from death did saue it He loued him euer yet he loued him most To fetch him home when he himselfe had lost Come Poets ye that fill the world with fansies Whose faining Muses shew but madding fits Which all too soone do fall into those franzies That are begotten by mistaking vvits Lay downe your liues compare your loue vvith mine And say whose virtue is the true diuine For further triall let me giue you leaue To adde a trueth vnto your idle stories Wherevvith so oft you do the vvorld deceaue And gaine your selues but ill conceited glories Yet when you see vvhere sweetest sights are showne Looke on my Loue and blush to see your owne With sunny beauties let your loues be blest The sunne doth fetch his light but from my Loue You haue your wonders from the Phoenix nest Mine honour liues but in the heauens aboue Your Muses do your Ladies praises sing The Angels sing in glory of my King The earth alas from whence your loues receiue Their floures sweets their pearls pretius stones To decke themselues with which they do deceiue The blinded spirites of the simple ones This earth from whence their outward graces spring Is but the footestoole of my heauenly King And if he so hath deckt the earth belovv Imagine then the glory of his seate Which may persvvade where Angels tremble so For humane eies the glory is too great For vvhere the sun the moone and stars haue light For natures eies the Beauty is too bright And vvho doth liue that euer ye did loue But that ye could their fairest faire vnfolde And my faire loue let fairest truth approue No eie can liue in glory to behold Your clearest beauty is vvith age declining My Loues bright glory is for euer shining If you be vvise thinke vvhere true wisedome liueth And then allovv the honour to my loue If yours be kinde thinke vvho the comfort giueth And knovv the turkey from the turtle doue If constant yours that truth let my loue trie Who lost his life to saue his loue thereby And let me see hovv liueth all your loue But on desert the stay of all your state And in my Loue a further life approue Who lou de indeede vvhen he had cause to hate Your fancies oft for lacke of fauour starue But my Loue doth both mine and yours preserue Then truly say whom chiefe your loues doe chuse To cast the countenance of their fauours on Then vvhom againe they vvholy do refuse In liking thought as most to looke vpon Then do but looke vpon my loue his choice And vvhose heart most he maketh to reioyce The vvealthy mighty vvise and vvell at ease Doe fit the fansies of your Ladies best But poore and vveake and simple soules best please My heauenly Loue to labour in his brest And vvho the world doth vtterly refuse Those doth my Loue vnto his fauour chuse And see vvhat power is in your louing natures To take or giue vvhat ye may gaine or lose And ye shall see they are but my loues creatures Whose liues are at his pleasure to dispose And vvhile your fauours all doe fade away My sweete Loues blessings neuer vvill decay Could ye conceiue the smallest of the sweete That doth discend from my soules dearest Loue Vpon the faith that falleth at his feete That doth in prayer but his mercy proue And you vvill blot out euery idle line And yeeld your soules vnto this Loue of mine Compare a vveede vnto a holsome flower A cloudy euening to a sunny daie A foggie miste vnto an Aprill shower Nouember blaste vnto a bloome of May And you shall easily see the difference plaine Betwixt my sun-shine and your showers of raine Compare meere folly to the finest vvit The coursest copper to the purest golde The healthfull body with an ague fit And set the youthfull age against the old The Rauens foule note to Philomelaes voice And quickly say which is the better choice Compare foule pride to faire humility A kinde discretion to a dogged nature The clownish race to true gentility A blessed Angell to a cursed creature Fauours to frownes and smiling vnto scowles And say the Phoenix akes all birds but owles Compare the earth vnto the heauen on hie The spirites treasures vnto fleshly toies The pibble stone vnto the Azurde Skie The woes of men vnto the Angels ioyes The lowest weakenes vnto the highest powers Then see the difference twixt my loue and yours And when you see how all sweete blessings grow But from the ground of my loues liuing grace And do againe the imperfection know VVherein you doe your fond affection place Then all your titles to this truth resigne There is no life but in this loue of mine And giue me leaue to praise my princely Loue. Although my wittes are short of such a worth And let my spirite in my