Selected quad for the lemma: city_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
city_n	honourable_a	lord_n	right_n	5,719	4	7.1392	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B06659	The Kings entertainment by the city of London. Sol radiis orbem illuminat, Rex Urbem.	Wiseman, Samuel.	1671 (1671)	Wing W3115; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.2[87]	1,711	1

THE KINGS ENTERTAINMENT BY THE CITY of LONDON Sol radiis orbem illuminat REX VRBEM MY Muse whose Modesty still dis-allaw'd To shew her bashful Face in publick Crowd But like a Vailled Vestal since the Fire Had laid aside her melancholly Lyre This day of Jubilee Once more commands To take and tune with her unskilful hands Last night fair Cynthia did to Thetis ride To bid the Nymph bring in an Early Tyde Whose swelling Surface might next Morning bear And wait upon New Londons New Lord-Mayor While the bright Barges on the River Glide And the Glad Fishes Frisk on every side Hearing the Cornet Flute Waites Trumpets play Dancing in spite of Net or Line that Day While the Flaggs flutter and the Streamers fly The glorious Badges of each Company And each big Barge by in proud Pomp doth-Ride Seeming to shoulder out the narrow Tyde And all the while the bank-bred Nymphs fair eye With stately Grace veiwing this Shew swim by And having bid them Welcome back to Shore With usual Eccoh of the Cannon roar From the fair Thames she turns her comely Face Next to behold with a yet greater Grace The Reverend Train while a long stately row Of Beauteous † Buildings grace them as they go Which leads them in a streight and even Line To the Great Hall where this Great Train must Dine New Kings Street But stay If it be true which I did hear The MASTER of this Mistress will be there Nor does he private come or come alone But like a Glorious Constellation Brings with him here as brave and bright a Train As ere was seen to wait on CHARLES his Wain Will the KING Come Dear Prince Will Great CHARLS Come Methinks the Close-joyn'd Buildings Croud for Room And the Ambitious Streets with graceful stride Do seem to stretch to make themselves more wide While all the way along you 'd think each head By people pav'd for common stones instead Methinks I hear the Crowd inquisitous Which are the Pageants taking every house That sumptuous high and s tately seem to be For their expected gaz'd at Pageantry With fair and beauteous Nymphs richly bedeck'd Who from Belconies Windows down reflect Their Beams of Beauty while from Ladyes Eyes Cupid fling Wild-Fire fast as Serpent flyes Which wonder in a Lady 's not so rare As for to see a Lord-May'rs-Day prove Fair. Could Clouds more kind unto a Tryumph be Than to hold up at this Solemnity Which makes the Forrest-Beasts abroad to creep Who durst not else but in their dark Dens sleep And if you 'd take the Poets apt Comment That moving Wilderness did represent The Emblem of Poor London when of late A fatal Fire made her all Desolate A Place for Satyrs onely fit to Dance Which Heaven beyond our Hopes doth now Advance Of late for Leopards Tygers Wolves to dwell And every Vault for lurking Theeves a Cell Many there be that doe its Burning Rue Thousands be bound to bles s its Building New To after-times the Wonder will be one Its Burning Down and Building up so Soone Rous e Glorious Phaenix shake thy dusty Wing And then like Caesars Eagle meet thy KING Thy KING whose Grief Joy Care and Love thou art For as thou art his Kingdom 's thou' rt his Heart When Thou didst Suffer did thy Dear KING Mourn More than did he that saw his own House Burn Whose Teares Heaven in a Sacred Chalice Kept Which Waiting Angels caught fast as he Wept Which when Heaven found enough to slake his Ire He Sprinkled on the Ashes of the Fire As in thy Griefs So in thy Joy he Shares And with his Royal Beames his People Cheares While the Glad Grateful City back Express Their raptur'd Sense of this High Happiness By Feasting Masking Musick publick Sights That either Palat Ear or Eye Delights Ah PRINCE Accept her Love although Express'd Like a Surprized Lady half Undress'd While she Poor Lady do not think it Pride Would her Red Cheekes behind the Tap'stry Hide This is her first Up-sitting from a Fall Like to have Prov'd her Utter Funeral Had not Your Sacred Succour help'd to Reer Her to this Strength and Health wherein You See'r And could She then do less unto her KING Than to Invite Him to her Gossipping The Conclusion to the Right Honourable the Lord Mayor THis City SIR in your Time had that Honour Long time laid by again Conferr'd upon Her This Lady City Europes Chiefest Pride Which to Atchieve you Her S. GEORGE did Ride That after Ages when they find that Name 'Mong the Restorers of Lost Londons Flame St. George his Dragon and his Bloody Cross Men shall disown and say That You it was That were the Champion and unto your Glory You have TWO Draggons to Support the Story S. Wiseman With Allowance LONDON Printed for Rowland Reynolds at the Sun and Bible in the Poultry 1671.