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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	bring_v	sin_n	world_n	1,507	5	4.7924	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A13925	Here begyn[n]eth a newe treatyse deuyded in thre parties The fyrst partie is to know, [et] haue i[n] mynde the wretchednes, of all mankynde. The seconde is of the co[n]dycion and manere of the vnstedfastnes, of this world here. The thyrde parte i[n] this boke you may rede of bytter death, and why it is to drede.	Rolle, Richard, of Hampton, 1290?-1349. aut	1542 (1542)	STC 24228; ESTC S103664	34,994	80

For theyr loue moste in the worlde is set The whiche the loue of God slaulyche doth let And for the loue of this worldes vanyte A man at the last for barred may be From the hye heauen where all ioye is There a man shall dwell without ende ywys But a great clarcke telleth that is Bartylmewe There be two worldes pryncypally to eschewe And that one worlde is inuysyble and clene And that other bodely as men may sene And the ghostly worlde that no man may se Is the hye heauen where God sytteth in trynyte And thyther shall we come and there lyue ay If that we thytherwarde holde the ryght way Nowe wyll I no longer vpon this matter stande For soone after it shall come more to hande BUt the same worlde that men may here se In two partyes well deuysed may be For both partyes men may well knowe For that one is hye and that other lowe The hyer lasteth from the moone ful euen To the hyest place of the sterred heauen And that worlde is bryght and fayre For there is no corrupcyon but clene ayre But sterres and Planettes bryght shynynge As euery man may there haue vnderstandynge But the lowest worlde that may befall Conteyneth holly the Elamentes all And in this worlde is both well and wo And ofte tyme chaungeth both to and fro To some it is softe and to some men harde As ye shall here soone afterwarde But that worlde that passeth all maner thynge Was made for mannes endeles dwellynge For euery man there shall haue a place Euer to be in ioy that here hath grace And that was made for our aduauntage For there is ordeyned our kynde herytage But that other worlde that lower is atwyne Where that the sterres and planettes be set in God ordeyned onely for our behoue By this reason that I shall proue For the eyre from thence and the hete of the Sōne Susteyneth the earth here where that we wōne And noryssheth all thynge that fruyte here gyueth To helpe man and beest that in earth lyueth And tempreth our kynde and our complexyon And setteth the tymes of the yere in theyr season And gyueth vs lyght here where that we dwell Elles were this worlde as darke as hell And the lowest worlde was made for man And for these encheasones that I tell can For man shulde therin haue his dwellynge And lyue in Goddes seruyce and do his byddynge And holde his cōmaundementes and done his wyll Them to knowe and kepe and flye all euyll And here to be proued in ghostly battayles Of many ennemyes that man often assayles So that throughe ghostly myght and vyctorye He may gete to hym endeles glorye And haue than the crowne of endeles blysse Where all ioye is that neuer shall mysse Twayne worldes togyther here may befall That all men may earthly call One is this dale that is our dwellynge Another is man that is therin abydynge And this same dale that we dwell in Is full of sorowe and all maner synne That of wyse Clarckes in bokes called is The more worlde that men may knowe by this And of the lesse worlde yet wyll I nought speke For in to that matter soone I wyll brek● And of the more worlde yet wyll I tell Or I go further therin to dwell Than wyll I tell afterwarde as it falleth The cause why men a man the worlde calleth THe more worlde God wolde in earth set For it shulde to man be subget Man to serue after his owne delyte And so God ordeyned for mans proffyte But nowe this worlde that man lyueth in So wycked is and so full of synne For many maketh the worlde theyr soueraygne So that all theyr workes tourneth in to vayne And some man doth therto all that he may To serue the worlde both nyght and day But this worlde is nothynge elles But the condycyon of men that therin dwelles For the worldely men knowe may nought But by the condycyons that they hath wrought For what myght men by the worlde vnderstande If none worldely men lyued in lande But he that serueth the worlde and hath therto loue Serueth the worlde and nothynge God aboue For the worlde is here the deuylles seruaunt And he that it serueth and therto wyll graunt And many a man nowe after the worlde lysteneth But I holde hym nat wyse that theron trusteth For this worlde is false and deceyuable And in all thynges wonderly vnstable Therfore I holde a man nothynge wytty That aboute the worlde maketh hym besy For a man may nat Goddes seruaunt be But he the maners of the worlde wyll fle 〈◊〉 he may nat loue God but he the worlde dyspyse 〈◊〉 the holy Gospell sayeth in this wyse ¶ ●emo potest duob●s 〈◊〉 ●eruire a●t vnum odio habebit 〈…〉 vnum sus●inebit asterum contemp●●et ¶ He sayeth no man can serue God at wyll Neyther two lordes that he ne doth full euyll For els he shall hate one in his dede And that other loue in his manhede Other he shall mayntayne that one outryght 〈◊〉 that other despyse and set full lyght The worlde is Goddes ennemye and so men shulde it call For it is contraryous to his workes all 〈◊〉 so be euerychone that the worlde loueth well As the holy euangelyst sayeth in the Gospell ¶ 〈◊〉 vust esse amicus h●ius mūd● inimicus dei cōstitultur ¶ 〈…〉 he that wyll the worldes frende be Goddes ennemye forsoth than is he And sore worldly men greueth God ywys Therfore the Apostell in his epystell sayth this ¶ No●●te diligere mundum nec ea que in mundo su●●t ¶ Loue nought the worlde sayeth he Ne nothynge that in the worlde may be For all that is in this worlde that any man te●● can Other it is couytous or lust of flesshe of man Other couytous of eyen that men may with loke Other pryde of lyfe as wytnesseth the boke ¶ Omne quod est in mundo aut est concupiscentia carnis aut concupiscentia ocu●orum aut superbia vite ¶ Couytous of flesshe that is seynge That parteyneth to a mannes lust or lykynge Couytous of eyen as euery man may gesse Is ryches that cōmeth to a man with blysse And pryde of lyfe that men kepeth in thought And euer desyreth to great honour to be brought And lyckynge and lust of flesshely maiestye Engendreth the foule synne of lecherye But God made the worlde as he is wytnes For to serue man in all maner of goodnes Wherefore is man seruaunt to the worlde than And make hym the worldes bonde man Syth he may serue God and euer be ●re And out of the worldes thraldom be But wolde a man knowe ryght as he shulde What the worlde is and her falsenes beholde He shulde haue no wyll as I vnderstande After the worlde any thynge to fonde Lo what sayth Bartholomewe the great clarke That speaketh of the worlde and of her warke ¶ Mundus nichil aliud est ꝙ quod●am exilium erumpna labore

saynt Bernarde IT is founde in the lyfe of saynt Bernarde When he drewe to his deat● warde That the deuyll of hell so horryble of hewe Asked of saynt Bernarde w t wordes fewe Wherfore he asked the kyngdome of heuen Syth he had gylt in the synnes seauen Then answered saynt Bernarde to hym this That I am nat worthy I wote ywis Throughe my●e owne synnes it for to haue 〈◊〉 I shall hence wende to my graue But throughe my lorde Iesus full of myght That all thynge gouerneth as it is ryght As throughe ryght of his fathers herytage And also for chrysten mennes auauntage And throughe ryght of his harde passyon That he suffred here for our saluacyon That herytage frely he graunted me And also that other parte to hym shulde be Of whose ryght I aske that heauen ryche After his mercye that nothynge is lyche When the deuyll harde hym thus say As ouercome he went his way And anone saynt Bernarde when this was done Came agayne to his mynde that erst was gone And anone dyed afterwarde the And euen his soule to blysse gan go But it is more wonder all for to tell Why that God suffreth the deuyll of hell To appere to hym that is of myght moste Whan that he dyed and gaue vp his ghoste For the great Clarckes wytnesseth it In theyr owne bokes that be of holy wryt Than semed it well that God wolde thus Suffre the deuyll of hell to appere to vs In tyme of death at our last ende When we shall all hence wende But a stronge payne to vs that shall be The great syght of deuylles that than we shall se For they be so horryble as telleth the boke And so blacke and dredefull vpon to loke So that all maner of men that I may deuyse Of the foule syght of them may sore agryse For all maner men that be in earth alyue So horryble a syght can neuer descryue Nor none so qu●ynte a payntour y t myght brynge to pass● Neyther man so wytty neuer yet was That coulde ought ymagyne of theyr horryblenes Other paynte any poynte after theyr lykenes For theyr shape in this worlde may no man make Ne se the same fourme that they haue take But yf the deuylles had of God so large powere In theyr owne fourme to shewe them here Lese they shulde theyr mynde and be sore agast For cause that they be in to suche fourme cast But so hardy man was neuer yet none That lyued in earth in flesshe and bone If he sawe the deuyll in his fourme aryght That he ne shulde for drede of that foule syght Anone ryght to dye other to lese his wyt As soone as he had beholden it But in the same fourme as I tell can Sethem neuer here no lyues man But onely to them that death is nere For God hath bynome them theyr powere So that they may tempte no man ne greue Further then our lorde God hath gyuen them leue But anone as death asayleth a man In the foulest fourme they wyll appere than For bycause that euery man dredynge shulde be Agaynst the same tyme that he shulde them se. BUt to you all I wyll tell sothly Wher●ore the deuylles be all so gresely For when that they were Aungels bryght As tho y ● be in heauen before Goddes syght And from y t place throughe synne they fell And anone bycōmen foule fendes of hell And were horryble fygured throughe synne And so they were all wrapped therin For yf synne ne were they had be styll Bryght Aungelles as they were throughe Goddes wyll And nowe they be horryble and vnsemely And that was throughe synne of pryde onely Than is synne fouler and more lothsome Than is the deuyll that from hell may come For Clarckes telleth it that be of cōnynge That synne is so foule and so horryble a thynge That yf a man myght se before hym his synne In the same lykenes that he falleth in He shulde rather than for drede it fle Than any deuyll of hell that he myght se Than is the soule of a synfull man within Fouler than the deuyll yf he be in synne Therfore a man shulde where that he wendes More drede synne than any syght of fendes That shall come to hym at his endynge For his synnes indyspayre hym to brynge Of whiche synnes he woulde hym nat shryfe Ne take no repentaunce here in his lyfe For vs behoueth euerychone in Goddes owne syght yelde our accomptes of wronge and of ryght And of all thynges that euer we haue wrought Both in werke and in wyll and euery mysthought ¶ Of the thyrde encheason why men dredeth death THe thyrde encheason is to our vnderstandynge Why euery man dredeth deathes cōmynge For all thynge shall be shewed and se●e Both good euyll foule and also clene And there ben rehersed as the boke telleth ryght Bytwene foule fendes and Aungelles bryght Than shall they despute there all our lyfe With great sorowe both care and stryfe For in the same tyme all thynge shall be knowen And in the same day nothynge ben hydden But onely synne that is clensed here And all good dedes done in good manere Than shall we all there both here and se All maner pryuyties that euer wrought we And therfore God sayeth in his Gospell In the same maner that I wyll you tell ¶ Niehil opertum quod non reuelabitur ¶ There is no maner of thynge here so hydden That ne shall than be shewed and knowen And styll there abyde must we Tyll there all our lyfe clene examyned be Therfore saynt Ancelme as the boke telleth vs Speaketh to the soule sharpely thus Thou wretched soule sayth he what myght thou wyn When thou from thy body departe shall atwyn For than behoueth the acomptes to yelde Of all that thou hast done in youth and in elde From the begynnynge that thou couldest wyt Unto the last day for thou myght nat flyt And than shall welaway forsoth he thy songe For thou hast spended thy lyfe here in wronge And than shall all thy synnes here ben shewed Whyther so that thou be lered other lewed Of whiche synne thou shalt more drede Than of all the deuylles that thyther the wyll lede And thus shall euery man at his endynge There be brought to an harde rekenynge For no synne than to hym shall be vntolde Be it neuer so pryue other kept in holde And I fynde wrytten thre causes why That no man may trust than sykerly Upon his good dedes that he hath done here And the causes why be good to lere One is that all thynges that good be From God they come and nat from the So that all good dedes that here be wrought Be Goddes owne dedes and ours ryght nought But all our synnes that we may do knowen Cōmeth all from our selfes and they be our owne And an other cause there is also For bycause that we be redy euermo An hondred tymes rather to do synne Than once a good dede here to