Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	appear_v	great_a	see_v	1,485	5	2.9490	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A38500	Enchiridion made English in a poetical paraphrase / by Ellis Walker of London-Derry.	Walker, Ellis.; Epictetus. Manual.	1692 (1692)	Wing E3149; ESTC R225857	30,711	143

Strength to do Those Offices which they perform for you But you perhaps believe 't is base and mean On your own Strength on your own Legs to lean And vainly think 't is granted and allow'd That to be generous is to be proud And therefore when you 're pleas'd to take the air By Brawny Slaves you 're carried in a Chair Therefore you hire a Cook to dress your Meat 'T is much you do not think 't is mean to Eat XLVI Before you 're Married strive to live as free As possibly you can from Venery Though 't is a Lust of a Rebellious kind That owns the least subjection to the mind Th' effort of Flesh and Blood the furious Horse That bears against the Bit with headstrong force Yet you 're oblig'd in Justice to refrain And to preserve your Body without stain For as you think 't would lessen your repute To Marry with a common Prostitute So you 're oblig'd to give your self entire To the chast arms of her whom you admire But if you 're borne so forcibly away As not for Hymen and her Rites to stay Yet still your Countries Laws claim Just respect Though you the Rules of Chastity neglect Though ne'r so Rampant sure you may abstain From what 's forbidden from unlawful gain As from Adultery nor need you wrong Another though your Lusts be ne're so strong Since there are other Liberties allow'd T' asswage this scorching Fever of the Blood But if you 're throughly mortify'd and find No Inclination left for Womankind Yet grow not proud upon 't nor those accuse Who court those Sensual Pleasures you refuse Nor boast your Virtue such that you defie The weak attractions of a pleasing Eye That you forsooth are cold as Scythian Ice For boasting is a most intemp'rate Vice Not worse the wanton sport that you despise No 't is the Letch'ry of the Mind for which There 's no excuse of Flesh and Blood an itch Of being prais'd which rather than you 'l want Even you your self are your own Sycophant XLVII When you 're inform'd that any one through spight Or an ill natur'd scurrilous delight Of railing slanders you or doth accuse Of doing something base or scandalous Disquiet not your self for an excuse Nor blustering swear he wrongs you with a lye But slight th' abuse and make this calm reply Alas he 's Ignorant For had he known My other faults and follies he had shewn Those too nor had he spoke of this alone XLVIII There 's no great need that you should oft appear At Shews or help to crowd the Theater But if it be expected you should be Amongst the rest at the Solemnity Of Sacred Sports when 't is requir'd that all Should joyn to Celebrate the Festival See with Indifference and lay aside Partiality and wish on neither side And be not more concern'd for what you see Than your own Quiet and Tranquillity Be these your main concern your greatest care And wish that things may be just as they are And that the Victory may fall to him Who gains the Day who doth the Garland win For while to neither to your self you're kind Nor can you any disappointment find Be not transported do not laugh aloud Nor roar in Consort with the bellowing crowd When the Shew's over when from thence you come Dispute not much concerning what was done As who 's the tallest Fellow of his Hands Who best the Lance who best the Sword commands Or whether such an one was fairly slain This is to act th' Encounter o're again But say y' out-talk the other win the prize Are you a jot the better or more wise You only shew that you admire the Sport When there 's no tollerable reason for 't And why so great a wonder is it made That a Man's quick or dext'rous at his Trade That one of greater strength or greater skill Should get the better that a Sword will kill XLIX Avoid if possible th' Impertinence Of those who prostitute their Eloquence Who with a long Harangue from Desk or Stage Both the rich Mobile and poor engage For what advantage are you like to gain By hearing some one a whole hour Declaim While Alexander's Justice he commends For murd'ring all 's best and trustiest Friends How are you better'd by a tun'd discourse Of Phaleris his Bull or Sinon's Horse Or a description that 's design'd to shew The various colours of the Heavenly Bow In a discourse almost as long as it Which the vile trifling Scribler takes for Wit What wisdom can you learn from Circe's Hogs From Hecuba turn'd Bitch or Scylla's Dogs From weeping Niobe transform'd to Stone Or Bloody Tereus feeding on his Son But if in Manners you 're oblig'd to attend Because perhaps the Author is your Friend Or if that Tyrant Custom bring you there Be Grave but not Morose nor too severe Nor play the Critick nor be apt to Jeer Nor by detraction seek Inglorious praise Nor seem to weep when he your Joy would raise Nor grin nor swear when some sad passion tries To draw the brinish humour from your Eyes Nor to the Company disturbance cause By finding fault or clamorous applause Be sober and sedate nor give offence Or to your self or to the Audience L. When you have ought to do or are to treat With Persons whose Authority is great Let Socrates and Zeno shew you how And what their prudence would think fit to do Were they to manage this affair for you With what a temper how serene and brave In such a case would they themselves behave For neither would they crouch nor yeild thro' fear Nor would they rude or insolent appear Nor would they any thing unseemly say Nor yet through flatt'ry give the cause away By these great Paterns act you cannot fail Wisdom and Courage joyn'd must needs prevail LI. These things before-hand to your self propose When you 're about to visit one of those Who are call'd great perhaps he 's not within Or likely he 's retir d nor to be seen Perhaps his Porter some rough sturdy Bore Amongst the Beggars thrusts you from the Door Or when at length you have admittance got His Honour 's busie or he minds you not But if in spight of each Impediment In spight of Slights Affronts you still are bent To make this Visit know you must dispence With such small accidents nor take offence When you 're despis'd nor with the vulgar cry T is not so great a matter what care I In whom you through the Visard may discern Howe're they strive to hide it a concern Who like the Fox in Aesop seem to set Those Grapes at naught as sowre they cannot get LII Boast not in Company of what you 've done What Battels you have fought what hazards run How first at such a Siege of such a Town You Scal'd the Walls and won the Mural Crown And how your Skill and Conduct gain'd the day While Hosts of slaughter'd Foes about you lay For while your