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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	body_n	disease_n	humour_n	3,248	5	8.1860	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A49456	Ludus Scacchiæ a satyr against unjust wars : representing the intemperate lust of a wanton and never satisfied ambition.	Gould, Robert, d. 1709?	1676 (1676)	Wing L3471B; ESTC R23023	20,952	64

LVDVS SCACCHIAE A SATYR AGAINST UNJUST WARS Representing the intemperate lust of a Wanton and never satisfied Ambition Dum Vacat LONDON Printed for Robert Clavel at the Peacock in St. Pauls Church-yard 1676. To the Reader PApers of this nature having no coherence with each other but passing abroad loose and nameless are oftentimes as Children straying from their Parents seiz'd on and possess'd by Wanderers who do not yet think them stoln sure enough till by distorting their Limbs and newfashioning and moulding them into unknown shapes as the same Tribe deal with stoln Garments they have alter'd the Property of the child thus doubly lost to its Parents first and to it self after Such having been the luck of some of these Papers the Author thought himself concern'd by suffering them to appear as when he first parted with them to repair the Injury done to them Himself and the Reader Ludus Scacchiae BEtwixt two Potent Shecks an endless Fewd Begun decided and agen renew'd Where Equal Powers Equal Powers invade By turnes who Triumph'd and were Triumphs made Where Vertu● never did on Fortune wait But drew at home the Lot of its own Fate Death both alike or Victory pursue 'Cause other men had nothing else to do We sing But first according to the Law● Of story though some thus ●●ightly speak o th' cause We must not so pass't o'r le●t it be thought We knew as little on 't as they ●h●t fought The common Souldier by Pro●idence Call'd forth to Fight for Conscience or for pence Both which he wanted and return'd hom fraught With full as much of either as he brought Made that his cause oblig'd to kill and slay By 〈◊〉 Religio●s or more sacr●d pay Some talk'd of Fame and Honour gain'd by spoil Rapine destruction and the Virtuous Toyle Of shedding Blood in which crimes alone They plac'd All Honour and without e'm none But these were private ends which might be gain'd Whether their party Right or Wrong maintain'd But the Grand cause it self is still a Mistery Mention'd by no Authentique Rime or History Only one Nameless Author who shall still Be so for us since 't was his own good-will Says that they quarrell'd not 'bout Wrong or Right But cause the one was Black and t'other white So that although in shape both sides were one In substance Power Value Motion And for the same did as the friend appear The fewds through deadly Colours mortal were So for like cause to death the Veneti Pursu'd and were pursu'd by th' Prassini Though both were Greeks though one were as much Christian As t'other both subjects of the same Iustinian Had took no Covenant fram'd no Cross-Religion By serpents Innocence and wit o th' Pidgeon Fought for no good nor hurt Honour nor Riches But 'cause the O●e wore Blew t'Other Green Breeches Yet which with wonder must be told agen These Veneti and Prassini were men Though to all wise Mens Judgment and the Tryal Of Reason their madness seem'd a Self-denial And so when minds from minds divided are Th●se Colours oft give causeless endless War For Minds take Colours too and the deep taint Blots him a Devil and guilds him a Saint For As Light simple uncompounded Ray Strikes all eyes with the same One sense of Day But that same Light if through a mist it stream Is Colour in the Clouds was Light i th' Beam And is as various and Phantastical As is its various Passage or its Fall So the first pure Descents of Truth and Right Shed in all hearts express One Native Light A Simple primitive untainted Flame One as is One that Glory whence it came But this same Truth beheld through Interest Adherence Folly Pride or other mist Is then discolour'd And her own Chast Ray Is varied by the tincted Term or Way And she whose simple naked Candour's still The same false Colours takes of Good and Ill And through those Mists stains all she shines upon With differing Colour and Opinion Who for Truth 's self embracing the Disguise The false Clowde's Beauty for the Goddesse's Do for that Colours sake hate those who be Vested in any Other Livery And make it Capital for all who Stray By diff'ring Rules and Err Another way Some say they fought as Indians by Tradition And from the States Below took their Commission Some to enlarge their Empire Not to ease The wretched as the glorious Hercules Who for th' Oppressed broke th' Oppressour's yoke When he lop'd Hydra and made Cacus smoke No preys from th' Helpless ravish'd brand his Story He left the Spoiles and only ●ook the Glory But to detain the Captiv'd Liberty Still ●aptive and Translate the Tyranny Grasp●ng f●lse Glories and di●honour'd Power Judg'd 〈…〉 when most it can devoure Th●● they themselves may spoyl Alone whilst they Th' Oppres●ed and th' Oppres●our make One prey Like Thieves an● Murtherers as the bold Pirate Talk●ng to A●●xander at a High rate Told ●hat Great Conquerour he had to all The Ships he ●ook by Sea as good a Call As he and 's Ma●edonians had to seize The Eastern World and make Persia Prize That th●refore he the vanquish'd World's chief Was but a Gre●t himself a Lesser Thief And those were Vulgar and unjust decrees Which Crown the greater Crimes but D●mn the less For the same guilty Facts advancing him To the due Scaffold him toth ' Diadem Some say they Fought only for their Own Qui●t For Body politique keeping ill dyet Full of diseases growes Rebellious Tumors Caus●d as the Natural by peccant Humors Which to discharge the cleanlyest way is found To purge But let it work on Neighbours Ground What e'r the Cause was they resolv'd to fight Success would make One of 'em in the Right For few pursue their Right but their Advantage And having Power once They never want-adg-Ust cause for Power can make Powerful Laws Laws make what 's just what 's just makes a good Cause So that whater'e the Cause seem at First sight All victours first or last are in the Right Wherefore no Field yet fought we shall forbear To say the Righteous cause was Here or There Despairing to be able to determine More knowingly what 't was than the poor vermine Who Covenanted to Fight for 't with their Lives Their Goods Their Fortunes and their pregnant Wives But the Success alone shall here demonstrate To which with greatest speed we shall go on straight Not staying to rehearse the General 's speeches Counting the Wealth stow'd in Foes Camp or Breeches What ble●●ed Change of Fortune Quarters Linnen Gol● they had long been out of Shirts had bin-in The Victory would yield 'em Victory That would indulg a houndless Liberty Such as in Peaceful times were dangerous Where men of Valour oft are caught i th' Noose When for their Private ends They practise ought Which for the Publick good they had been taught Committin● in the High-ways or o th' Borders Some Honourable Action without Ord●rs Whereas for the same