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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	woe_n	word_n	worthy_a	19	3	6.2312	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A91978	Englands Threnodie. Or A briefe and homely discoverie of some jealousies and grievances, under which the kingdom at present groaneth; affectionately tendred by Lady Anglia, to all her dear children, the lovers of their country, and well-willers to truth and peace : especially to her worthy sons, the members of both Houses of Parliament.	Ross, Alexander, 1591-1654.	1648 (1648)	Wing R1951; Thomason E431_22; ESTC R206117	5,039	8

Englands Threnodie OR A briefe and homely Discoverie of some jealousies and grievances under which the kingdom at present groaneth Affectionately tendred by Lady Anglia to all her dear children the lovers of their Country and Well-willers to Truth and Peace Especially to her worthy Sons the Members of both Houses of Parliament march 10th 1647 MY dear Inhabitants shut not your eyes But look upon the dangers manifold Which do occasion these my wofull cries I having born as long as well I could Am forc'd to vent the causes of my grief To all that may afford the least relief Expect no curious order lofty stile Or feigned fancies to adorn my words Disastrous sorrows striving all the while Which shall cut deepest cause such harsh discords Amid my musick that I greatly fear Few will have patience my complaint to hear In homely dress my lines shall be attir'd 'T is for thy sake O Countryman I write I would be understood and not admir'd For Latine-English Phrases at whose sight Thou may'st astonish'd be but profit small Can be by thee attain'd if ought at all The naked truth without poetick skill Of Adventitious colours I shall paint The Pagan Muses shall not guide my quill No Heliconian sister I 'l acquaint With my design but leave them to such men As to delight their Readers fables pen. I 'l not be tedious give me leave t' be plain I England once the glory of all Lands Even since the time that Charles began his Raign For learning godliness and warlike hands To which may added be such wealth and stor That scarcely could I wish or look for more Do on a sudden feel such alteration As if my sinews shrunk and vein-blood dry'd Nothing almost retains his wonted fashion All goodness in a manner 's laid aside Such wickedness and loosness doth abound As in my neighbour-lands can scarce be found So well a temper'd happy government Of King with Peers and Commons I enjoy'd Untill sinister practises had rent These joynt asunder that none me annoy'd But some effectuall course was quickly ta'n To disappoint all such as sought my bane Although the Papists weary of their yoke Did oft assay the means to throw it by Yet all their strength and cunning never broke This three-fold cord wherewith I did them tie The Navy cal'd Invincible from Spain With shame and loss I thither sent again The Powder-plot unparalell'd I think Throughout the world for wicked treachery Which brought my Parliament unto the brink Of death and all near to adversity My God i th' nick of time discovered And brought the mischief on the workers head All insurrections of rebellious men The wisdom of my Governors brought down When Anarchy was likely now and then To get possession and abase the Crown Jack Cade John Wall Wat Tyler and Jack Straw With Wyat knew what 't is to pose my Law But now alas if any such arise Which may fall out ere long for ought I see What means is left to quash such enemies Since mine amongst themselves so disagree I quake as oft as I the dangers view In which I stand and know not how t' eschew A vip'rous brood cal'd Cavaliers I bred Which suck'd my brests yet so unthankfull are That me they have not only tortured With Wars and Taxes never making spare But would expose me unto any ill If they thereby may but obtain their will Come French Italian Spaniard Irish Dane Yea almost devill if he round-heads hate To them hee 's welcom he can have no stain So horrid but they 'l have him for their mate Were now the Spanish Navy on the Sea How glad would these men be to make it way How many Miscreants wish Ireland lost That so those Rebels might my bowels tear How many desp'rate Caitiffs have been crost When they of Jone's success so much did hear Yet such alas are harbor'd in my brest As all that in them lies oppose my rest Besides all these some are in Forraign Lands Improving questionless their pains and art To bring in Princes with their armed bands Against my children dear to take their part Now judg if cause I have not thus to cry Seeing such blows and cannot put them by objection But some may say Malignants now are quel'd What need you then so strangely still to rave They 'r outed of the places which they held Many are laid already in their grave Some are at home disarm'd some o're Sea gone And scatter'd so that danger can be none answer I do confess when mine the Covenant took God own'd them and their enemies brought down But much I fear lest some have since forsook The Lord which gave them once such high renown I cannot now such forwardness espy As when they first engaged mutually Amongst the rest this was one thing they swore To bring Delinquents to deserved doom But many that have made it heretofore Their trade to slay Gods people are at home Possessing much if not their whole estate And do against my children boldly prate Who would beleeve except he saw the same What rabble routs of them do meet together And not without some arms to drink and game And cast as may be thought for change of weather Some speak out-right and tell my children plain They hope ere long to rule the rost again The Lords of mis-rule in their Coaches sit And whirle it through my streets like gallant blades For whom the Tyburn-hurdle were more fit Their wives attended with their grooms and maids In pompous sort as if deserved prayse attended on my spoylers now adays I dayly see the lamentable chear Of well affected Tenants which have spent Much of their means and lost their children dear In service of the King and Parliament And have been plunder'd to the very quick Because they to their Covenant did stick It was their hope that wicked enemies When God had brought them down should rule no more Who would have thought they should so quickly rise Before the Tragedy was wholly o're And those whom heretofore they sought to kill Left unsecured to these Landlords will Shall these Malignant rake-hels make their peace And uncontrouled honest men oppress Make poor men wait a leisure for a lease And pay what they demand bee 't more or less Shall they turn widows out and children small Whose mates and fathers in my cause did fall Consider worthy Parliament your word Is pass'd already that you will protect And save such harmeless as shall draw the sword In your just quarrel O then have respect To poor mens livelihoods Let not these Bears Be turned loose to cause more woe and fears You sit at Westminster how should you hear The plaints that are in every corner made You Landlords are your selves and need not fear The things that make the meaner sort affraid O let it ner'e be said When y' are secure Ye care not what your faithfull friends indure This is one grievance but it is not all My valiant Souldiers