Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	ghost_n	holy_a	sin_n	3,325	5	4.9847	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A21166	The paradise of daintie deuises containyng sundrie pithie preceptes, learned counsailes and excellent inuentions : right pleasant and profitable for all ages / deuised and written for the most parte by M. Edwardes, sometime of her Maiesties chappell, the rest by sundrie learned gentlemen both of honor and worship, whose names hereafter followe.	Edwards, Richard, 1523?-1566.; Bernard, of Cluny, 12th cent. De contemptu mundi. English & Latin. Selections.; Vaux, Thomas Vaux, Baron, 1510-1556.; Hunnis, William, d. 1597.; Heywood, Jasper, 1535-1598.; E. O.; Kinwelmersh, Francis, d. 1580?; Sande, D.; Yloop, M.	1585 (1585)	STC 7520; ESTC S105441	59,068	98

hue May breedes and bringes new bloud May marcheth throughout euery lim May makes the mery mood May pricketh tender hartes their warbling notes to tune Full straunge it is yet some we see do make their May in Iune Thus thinges are straungely wrought whiles ioyfull May doth last Take May in time when May is gone the pleasaunt time is past All ye that liue on earth and haue your May at will Reioyce in May as I doe now and vse your May with skill Use May while that you may for May hath but his time UUhen all the fruite is gone it is to late the Tree to clime Your liking and your lust is fresh whiles May doth last When May is gone of all the yeare the pleasaunt time is past FINIS M. Edwardes 7. Fayre wordes make fooles fayne IN youthfull yeares when first my young desires began To pricke me forth to serue in court a slender tall young man My fathers blessing then I asked vpon my knee UUho blessing me with trembling hand these wordes gan say to me My sonne God guide thy way and shield thee from mischaunce And make thy iust desartes in Court thy poore estate to aduaunce Yet when thou art become one of the Courtly trayne Thinke on this Prouerbe old quoth he that faire wordes make fooles faine This counsell grauely giuen most straunge appeares to me Till tract of time with open eyes had made me plainly see UUhat subtill sleightes are wrought by painted tales deuise UUhen hollow hartes with frendly shewes the simple do entise To thinke all gold that shines to feede their fond desire Whose shiuering cold is warmde with smoke in steed of flaming fire Sith talke of tickle trust doth breed a hope most vaine This prouerb true by proofe I find that fayre wordes make fooles faine Fayre speech alway doth well where deedes insue faire wordes Faire speech againe alway doth euill that bushes giue for birdes Who hopes to haue fayre wordes to trie his luckie lot If I may counsell let him strike it while the Iron is hot But them that feed on cloddes in steed of pleasant grapes And after warning often giuen for better lucke still gapes Full loath I am yet must I tell them in wordes plaine This prouerb old proues true in them that faire wordes make fooles faine Wo worth the time that wordes so slowly turne to deedes Wo worth the time that fayre sweet flowres are growne to rotten weedes But thrise wo worth the time that truth away is fled UUherein I see how simple hartes with wordes are vainely fed Trust not fayre wordes therefore where no deedes do insue Trust wordes as skilfull Falkners do trust Haukes that neuer flue Trust deedes let wordes be wordes which neuer wrought me gaine Let my experience make you wise and let wordes make fooles faine FINIS M. Edwardes 8. In his extreame sickenesse WHat grieues my bones and makes my body faint UUhat prickes my flesh and teares my head in twaine UUhy do I wake when rest should me attaint UUhen others laugh why do I liue in paine I tosse I turne I chaunge from side to side And stretch me oft in sorrowes linckes betide I tosse as one betost in waues of care I turne to flie the woes of loathsome life I chaunge to spie if death this corpes might spare I stretch to heauen to rid me of this strife Thus do I stretch and chaunge and tosse and turne UUhile I in hope of heauen my life do burne Then hold thee still let be thy heauinesse Abolish care forget thy pining woe For by this meanes sone shalt thou find redresse When oft betost hence thou to heauen must goe Then tosse and tourne and tumble franke and free O happie thrise when thou in heauen shalt be FINIS L. Vaux 9. Eor Christmas day Reioyce reioyce with hart and voyce In Christes byrth this day reioyce FRom virgins wombe this day did spring The precious seed that onely saued man This day let man reioyce and sweetly sing Since on this day saluation first began This day did Christ mans soule from death remoue With glorious sainctes to dwell in heauen aboue This day to man came pledge of perfect peace This day to man came loue and vnity This day mans griefe began for to surcease This day did man receiue a remedy For ech offence and euery deadly sin With gilty hart that erst he wandred in In Christes flocke let loue be surely plaste From Christes flocke let concord hate expell Of Christes flocke let loue be so embraste As we in Christ and Christ in vs may dwell Christ is the authour of vnity From whence proceedeth all felicitie O sing vnto this glittering glorious king O praise his name let euery liuing thing Let hart and voyce like Belles of siluer ring The comfort that this day did bring Let Lute let Shalme with sound of sweet delight The ioy of Christes birth this day resight FINIS F. Kindlemarshe 10. For Easter day AL mortall mēn this day reioyce in Christ that you redemed hath By death with death sing we with voyce to him that hath appeasde Gods wrath Due vnto man for sinfull path wherein before he went astray Giue thankes to him with perfect faith that for mankinde hath made this glorious day This day he rose from tombe againe wherein his precious corse was layd Whom cruelly the Iewes had slaine with bloudy woundes full ill arayd O man be now no more dismaid if thou hencefoorth from sinne do stay Of death thou needest not to be afrayde Christ conquered death for this his glorious day His death preuayled had no whit as Paule the Apostle well doth write Except he had vprised it from death to life by godlike might With most triumphant glittering light This daie his glory shined I say and made vs bright as sunne this glorious day O man arise with Christ therefore since he from sin hath made thee free Beware thou fall in sinne no more but rise as Christ did rise for thee So mayest thou him in glory see when he at day of doome shall say Come thou my child and dwell with me God graunt vs all to see that glorious day FINIS Iasper Heiwood 11. For Whitsonday COme holy Ghost eternall God and ease the wofull griefe That through the heapes of heauy sinne can no where find reliefe Doe thou O God redresse The great distresse Of sinfull heauinesse Come comfort the afflicted thoughtes of my consumed hart O rid the pearcing pinching paines of my tormenting smart O holy Ghost graunt me That I by thee From sinne may purged be Thou art my God to thee alone I will commend my cause Nor glittering gold nor precious stone shall make me leaue thy lawes O teach me then the way Whereby I may Make thee my onely stay My lippes my tongue my hart and all shall spread thy mighty name My voyce shall neuer cease to sound the praises of the same Yea euery liuing thing Shall sweetly sing To