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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	wonder_n	work_v	world_n	52	3	4.0204	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A18740	A handeful of gladsome verses, giuen to the Queenes Maiesty at Woodstocke this prograce. 1592. By Thomas Churchyarde	Churchyard, Thomas, 1520?-1604.	1592 (1592)	STC 5237; ESTC S112587	7,494	22

ghost in sh●etes With maides that would not early rise For feare of Bugs and spreets Some say the fayres faire Did daunce on bednall greene And fine familiars of the aire Did talke with men vnseene And oft in moone shine nights When each thing draws to rest Was seene dum shoes and vggly sights That feared evry guest Which lodged in the house And where good cheere was great Hodgepoke would come drink carows And mounch vp all the meat But where foule sluts did dwell Who vsde to sit vp late And would not scowre their pewter well There came a mirrie mate To kitchin or to haule Or place where spreets resort Then downe went dish platters all To make the greater sport A further sport fell out When they to spoile did fall Rude Robin good fellow the lowt Would skime the milke bowls all And search the cream pots too For which poore milke maide weepes God wot what such mad gests will doe When people soundly sleepes Then world full merry was And gossips made good glee And men for wealth did little passe Good mindes were franke and free And some found heapes of gold Long hid in hollow ground And tript with timbrels where they would Full many a frisking round These are but fabuls faind Because true stories old In doubtfull daies are more disdaind Then any tale is tolde These toies cuts of the cares That worldly causes brings And drawes the heauy mind vnwares To thinke on better things As when a may game comes Before a sort of states With morrice daunsers flutes and drums That common weals debates The motion of the mirth Though simple be the show May moue the saddest man on earth To gladsome thoughts I trow But how farre of am I Now brought from wit and sence To tell a tale smels like a lie Before so great a Prince O pardon my rash wit Sweete Queene and soueraigne deare For he that doth in heauen sit Knowes mine intent is cleare From all offence in minde For when I tooke this taske Each toy and fancy head could finde as man disguisde in maske To make you laugh or smile I tooke in hand to write But now with troth another while And banish fables quite My pen shall armed be In this sweete cause and soile To sheeld my muse my verse and me From blemish blot or foile Now as by heaunly grace You past through many a sheere So Roial Prince this auncient place Path hap to haue you heere Old Woodstocke house is glad It shall haue stone and lime That long with Iuy hath bin clad To shew the ruen of time This seat nay sure this shrine That thousands now doth praise That did preserue by power diuine The Phoenix of our daies And in a cruell age When might did right great wrong This house was made the Phoenix cage And held her here so long That no proude tyrants power Had force to touch her then True harted people eury houre And prayers of good men Kept Phoenix safe and sound And brought her to the crowne Who doth in vertues so abound Shee raignes with great renowne And further flies her fame And spreads for gifts most rare Then all the princes we can name Let foes speake what they dare Nowe humble subiects true Whereof you haue great store A triple crowne presents to you Of fame for euer more And such as neuer sawe Your Maiestie till nowe Full neare the coatch do daily drawe We see wherefore and howe The people swarmes like Bees When Prince abroad doth ride And some climes vp to tops of trees As soone as shee is spied Yea such as saw her first Doe after trudge a maine Who haue in hart so great a thirst To see her once againe That they stand gazing still A fresh on Phoenix face As though they neuer had there fill Of looking on her grace Comes this of custome old That subiects ows a king No sure it rather doth vnfolde An inward secreet thing Of kindely zeale they beare By nature not by art Ioynd fast with duty loue and feare That flowes from faithfull hart A speciall warme goodwill For neuer King was seene More truely serude more followd still More honord then our Queene Some noble cause there is That workes such wonder now Then who hath sence to vew of this And can search causes throw Discus this cause a right But if world credit me In liuely sort and open sight I doe such graces see In your most gratious raigne That daily shines so cleare As neuer none shall reach or staine Nor euer could come neare This grace which God doth giue Whereon great graces groe Makes Prince loue peace and long to liue And long a prograsse goe This grace great Ioue hath sent To garde your grace from harme That Practise foule nor false intent Nor wordes nor deedes nor charme Nor forraine force nor warres Nor proude attempts shall feare For God that guides sun moone and stars Shall saue you eury where O sacred Soveraigne sweete Our faire red rose and white We fall on knees at Cesars feete To see our worlds delite And on her life depend That now the sworde doth swaie The Lord of hosts doth her defend In such a kinde of way That nothing may impeach Her heaunly graces great For sure it passeth humane reach To touch her sacred seat So raigne good Queene in rest Full free from all anoye As one the Lord aboue hath blest To be all Englandes ioye FINIS ●erse of variety to all those that honors the onely Phoenix of the worlde which verses are but xx lines and hath in them ten waies finde out the same who pleaseth ●Y PHOENIX feathers faire as Phebus beames bespreades the skie Shades face from partching aire in hoat extreames and wether dry ●t by the aire shee liues dame kinde her selfe will haue it so ●nd life and breath shee giues as farre as Phoenix force may go 〈◊〉 them shee lists aduance the faurets of our happy time 〈◊〉 whom her eie doth glance vnto the clowds shee makes them clime ●●t where doth Phoenix frowne as fortunes wheele were turned quite ●e flings proud Pecockes downe some fauls in lash and worlds despite 〈◊〉 Eagle mounting skies in roiall sort like stately King ●oth daunt each bird that flies if hee but clap his feathred winge ●nd where hee lists to pray on any foule that life doth beare ●o Hawke makes flight that day nor dare come well in presens there 〈◊〉 Phoenix in her guies with princely pompe as you may see ●oth dazell clearest eies and dailye conquers each degree ●nd strikes base people blinde that makes their God of worldly drosse ●ho beares no noble minde and digges and delues for mucke and mosse ●herefore you courtiers nowe the prime and buds of youthfull blisse ●onfesse your duetie throwe if you can iudge what vertue is ●ut one in these our daies and shee a Queene nowe note it well ●eserues immortall praise that doth in worthy Brittaine dwell