Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	great_a	king_n	power_n	3,921	5	4.7466	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11385	The complaint of time against the tumultuous and rebellious Scots Sharply inveighing against them (as most justly they deserve) this yeare, 1639. by W.S.	Saltonstall, Wye, fl. 1630-1640.	1639 (1639)	STC 21643.5; ESTC S106432	3,734	9

Angels drive These waspes away out of the Churches Hive Who bring no honey but have often stung Their Mother with contentions from them sprung Time hath spoke liberally but now hee 'le stay No correct himselfe for some perhaps will say That the Scots beare an earnest great affection Vnto my Daughter Truth by whose direction In her defence this furious course they take For Love of Truth through danger way doth make But they doe erre herein for my deere childe And Daughter Truth 's by nature soft and milde CHRIST was all Truth yet when hee came to wooe The world to Goodnesse and the way to shew Vnto all Truth the holy Angels then Sang Peace on Earth and Goodwill unto men Can therefore tumult and the thundring Drum Speake in a language that may well become The wooers of faire Truth Or else transported Doe they imagine Truth can thus bee courted Me thinkes I see the Angels hide their faces And blush in angry zeale for their disgraces No thinke the Scots should thinke faire Truth to winne From her most just Defendor and her King Me thinkes I see sad Truth kneele downe and speake Her wrongs against them who her Lawes doe breake Shee pleads for Mercy and doth plead againe And with her Oratory doth enflame The Kings most Royall brest then having got His Gracious favour shee tels him the Scot With many shewes of holinesse doth wooe her Pretends much inward zealous love unto her But yet doth mocke her with a smooth pretence Of Love to colour over his offence And then shee wishes shee may never know Heaven if Truth did bid them thus to goe In huddle into Armes for Truth sayes shee Loves and obeyes your Sacred Majestie And all my Precepts say that Kings appeare Like Gods on Earth and his vice-Regents heere Then why should they the Truth and you abuse And fasten upon Truth a false excuse No 't is their Pollicie that doth extend To use my Name to a prodigious end And with the veyle of Truth to hide and shrowd Their proud Ambition which walkes in a cloud And like a Piller of fire guides them on Into a Wildernesse of Rebellion Thus would my Daughter Truth make her complaint 'Gainst the tumultuous Scots that doe so vant In crying up her name when heaven knowes That Truth was never tooke with feyned showes Bee dumbe night-Ravens then and doe not croake To piece up the alleageance you have broke With faire pretences for old Time doth know You have entrencht on Soveraignty and doe grow Gyants in your opinion being so given To furious zeale that you would invade Heaven Pluck Iupiter out of his Seate and all Of you would then be Gods in generall And yet they are but shadowes you pretend While in substantiall matters you offend By fallacie joyning God and King together And yet will shew obedience unto neither There you devide the cause by your affection And distinguish of a limited subjection Even Nature doth instruct that you should be Subject unto the power of Majestie And all the workes of nature seeme to speake Hee is a Rebell doth alleagiance breake Then trust not to your selves though you are strong For Heaven will vindicate all Rebellion And Truth doth say of old No warres can bee Happie attempted against Soveraigntie How dare you still persist Time bids pull downe Your baffling Flags and on your knees fall downe And for your Colours let your blushing cheeke Display them while you doe for mercy seeke If not then Time doth bid you know bold Scots Your Vrne is turn'd and Fate hath shooke your lots You have betray'd your selves up English then And shew your courage against those contemne Heaven in their King O let not his great cause Suffer while they 〈◊〉 his power and Lawes FINIS