Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	evil_a	good_a	sin_n	7,176	5	5.3331	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A47404	Ben. Johnson's poems, elegies, paradoxes, and sonnets; Selections. 1700	King, Henry, 1592-1669.	1700 (1700)	Wing K497; ESTC R17230	44,767	174

piece of earth Which they will not ingross making a dearth Of all inhabitants untill they stand Unneighbour'd as unblest within their land This sin cryes in Gods ear who hath decreed The ground they sow shall not return the seed They that unpeopled countreys to create Themselves sole Lords made many desolate To build up their own house shall find at last Ruine and fearful desolation cast Upon themselves Their Mansion shall become A Desart and their Palace prove a tombe Their vines shall barren be their land yield tares Their house shall have no dwellers they no heires Woe unto those that with the morning Sun Rise to drink wine and sit till he have run His weary course not ceasing untill night Have quencht their understanding with the light Whose raging thirst like fire will not be tam'd The more they poure the more they are inflam'd Woe unto them that onely mighty are To wage with wine in which unhappy war They who the glory of the day have won Must yield them foil'd and vanquisht by the tun Men that live thus as if they liv'd in jest Fooling their time with Musick and a feast That did exile all sounds from their soft ear But of the harp must this sad discord hear Compos'd in threats The feet which measures tread Shall in captivity be fettered Famine shall scourge them for their vast excess And Hell revenge their monstrous drunkenness Which hath enlarg'd it self to swallow such Whose throats nere knew enough though still too much Woe unto those that countenance a sin Siding with vice that it may credit win By their unhallow'd vote that do benight The truth with errour putting dark for light And light for dark that call an evil good And would by vice have vertue understood That with their frown can sowre an honest cause Or sweeten any bad by their applause That justify the wicked for reward And void of morall goodness or regard Plot with detraction to traduce the fame Of him whose merit hath enroll'd his name Among the just Therefore Gods vengeful ire Glows on his people and becomes a fire Whose greedy and exalted flame shall burn Till they like straw or chaffe to nothing turn Because they have rebell'd against the right To God and Law perversly opposite As Plants which Sun nor showres did ever bless So shall their root convert to rottenness And their successions bud in which they trust Shall like Gomorrahs fruit moulder to dust Woe unto those that drunk with self-conceit Value their own desiggs at such a rate Which humane wisdome cannot reach that sit Enthron'd as sole Monopolists of wit That out-look reason and suppose the eye Of Nature blind to their discovery Whil'st they a title make to understand What ever secret's bosom'd in the land But God shall imp their pride and let them see They are but fools in a sublime degree He shall bring down and humble those proud eyes In which false glasses onely they lookt wise That all the world may laugh and learn by it There is no folly to pretended wit Woe unto those that draw iniquity With cords and by a vain security Lengthen the sinful trace till their own chain Of many links form'd by laborious pain Do pull them into Hell that as with lines And Cart-ropes drag on their unwilling crimes Who rather then they will commit no sin Tempt all occasions to let it in As if there were no God who must exact The strict account for e'ry vicious fact An Essay on Death and a Prison A Prison is in all things like a grave Where we no better priviledges have Then dead men nor so good The soul once fled Lives freer now then when she was cloystered In walls of flesh and though she organs want To act her swift designs yet all will grant Her faculties more clear now separate Then if the same conjunction which of late Did marry her to earth had stood in force Uncapable of death or of divorce But an imprison'd mind though living dies And at one time feels two captivities A narrow dungeon which her body holds But narrower body which her self enfolds Whil'st I in prison●ly nothing is free Nothing enlarg'd but thought and miserie Though e'ry chink be stopt the doors close barr'd Despight of walls and locks through e'ry ward These have their issues forth may take the aire Though not for health but onely to compare How wretched those men are who freedom want By such as never suffer'd a restraint In which unquiet travel could I find Ought that might settle my distemper'd mind Or of some comfort make discovery It were a voyage well imploy'd but I Like our raw travellers that cross the seas To fetch home fashions or some worse disease Instead of quiet a new torture bring Home t' afflict me malice and murmuring What is' t I envy not no dog nor fly But my desires prefer and wish were I For they are free or if they were like me They had no sense to know calamitie But in the grave no sparks of envy live No hot comparisons that causes give Of quarrel or that our affections move Any condition save their own to love There are no objects there but shades and night And yet that darkness better then the light There lives a silent harmony no jar Or discord can that sweet soft consort mar The graves deaf ear is clos'd against all noise Save that which rocks must hear the angels voice Whose trump shall wake the world and raise up men Who in earths bosom slept bed-rid till then What man then would who on deaths pillow slumbers Be re-inspir'd with life though golden numbers Of bliss were pour'd into his breast though he Were sure in change to gain a Monarchies A Monarchs glorious state compar'd with his Less safe less free less firm less quiet is For nere was any Prince advanc't so high That he was out of reach of misery Never did story yet a law report To banish fate or sorrow from his Court Where ere he moves by land or through the Main These go along sworn members of his train But he whom the kind earth hath entertain'd Hath in her womb a sanctuary gain'd Whose charter and protection arm him so That he is priviledg'd from future woe The Coffin's a safe harbour where he rides Land-bound below cross windes or churlish tides For grief sprung up with life was mans half-brother Fed by the taste brought forth by sin the mother And since the first seduction of the wife God did decree to grief a lease for life Which Patent in full force continue must Till man that disobey'd revert to dust So that lifes sorrows ratifi'd by God Cannot expire or find their period Untill the soul and body disunite And by two diff'rent wayes from each take flight But they dissolved once our woes disband Th' assurance cancell'd by one fatall hand Soon as the passing bell proclaims me dead My sorrows sink with me lye buried In the