Linguistic DNA - Concept Modelling Demonstrator

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	age_a	age_n	ancient_a	19	3	6.2067	4	false

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A55357	The English Parnassus, or, A helpe to English poesie containing a collection of all rhyming monosyllables, the choicest epithets, and phrases : with some general forms upon all occasions, subjects, and theams, alphabeticaly digested : together with a short institution to English poesie, by way of a preface / by Joshua Poole.	Poole, Josua, fl. 1632-1646.	1657 (1657)	Wing P2814; ESTC R1537	330,677	678

stoop into the yawning grave The tomb Yawns to devour him VVhose chill blood and dull declining years c. A man whom hoary hairs call old Upon whose front time many years had told Arrested by crooked age Prest with a burden of so many years As make him stoop under his load A man whom palsie shakes And spectacles befriend When We are become but statues now of men And our own monuments expecting every day When courteous death shall take their life away Age doth power upon his head a silver shower Grizly hairs â—â—gins to cast th' account of many cares Upon his head Decrepit dayes When creeping age shall quench thy sprightly fires And breath cold winter on thy chill desires When ebbing bloods neap-tides shall strike thy limbs With trembling palsies when dry age bedims The Optick sun-shine of thy bed rid dayes Whose bones and veins may be An argument against Philosophy To prove an emptinesse A man declin'd to his Preterperfect tense In the autumn of his mellow age The glasse accuseth to the face Their want of beauty Whom rotten teeth and wrinckled face And head of snowie hairs disgrace Cold age hath frosted his fair hairs Whose hairs do wear the sober hue of gray Envious time â—â—th delv'd her paralels within her brow â—orty winters have besieg'd the brow And dig'd deep trenches up in beauties field When â—able curls are silver'd o'r with white Time hath spilt snow upon your hair Whose hairs contend with snow That wears snow on his shaking head â—â—e in his hear All whose revolting teeth are fled Now carefull age hath pitch'd her painfull plow Upon the surrow'd brow And snowie blasts of discontented care Hath blanch'd the falling hair That bears in his look the Chronicle of many years ago A memento morâ— One whom death hath forgot How many crows hath she outhv'd She Nestor Of a mellow age Rotten ripe That talks behind a beard As his beard him not he his beard did bear Having satisfied the tyranny of time With the course of many years Like a weather beaten Coâ—duit of many Kings raigns A breathing Chronicle Hands prisoners to the palsie Winter faces whose skins slack Lâ—nk as an unthrifts purse but a souls sack Whose eyes seek light within for all here 's shade Whose moâ—ths are holes rather worn out than made Whose every tooth to a several place is gone To vex their souls at Resurrection Living deaths head more antick than ancient Old age Crooked age Deaths twilight Deaths slumber The bloodlesse age when times dull plow Doth print her fuâ—â—ows in the aged brow VVhen Ladies in their glasse Look for their own and find another face The gray summe of years The winter of our life VVhen golden haits do turn to silver wire Nature hath crost her fornoon book and cleaâ—'d that score But scarce gives further trust for any more VVâ—th silver hairs speaking experience Gray hairs the Pursivants of death bed-rid dayes Fâ—osty hairs Chair dayes Decrepit dayes VVithering the face hollowing the â—heumie eyes And makes a man even a mans self despise VVhen death displayes his coldnesse in the cheek Times colder hand leads us near home Deaths Calends When as the Castles two leav'd gates be barâ—'d When as â—he mill-stones language is not heard When horn-mouth'd Bellmans shall affright â—hy slambers Thy untun'd ears shall loath harmonious numbers Each obvious molehill shall augment thy fears And carefull snow shall blanch thy falling hairs When as thy sinews silver cord is loos'd Thy brainâ— goâ—d bowl is broke the undispos'd And idle livers ebbing fountain drâ—'d The bloods Meandring cisterns unsuppli'd When black-mouth'd time Of sullen age approach'd the day When dying pleasures find a full decay VVhen as the Sun and Moon and stars appeâ—r Dark in thy mircrocosmall hemispear VVhen as the clouds of sorrows multiply And hide the châ—ystall of the gloomy Skie VVhen as the keepers of the crazie tower Bepalsie stricken and the men of power Sink as they march and grinders cease to grind Distâ—stfull bread and windows are grown blind Old things As if they had been made Long time before thâ— first Olympiade Old as Evanders moâ—her Fit for an Antiquaries Library A good old man v. Earls Chracters set out by Ed. Blount Chap. 29. Omens Such as were seen Before the Romanes on th' Amathian plain With their own Countries blood their swords distain Sad presages irregularities of natures As ominous as was that voyage when VVhen Caesar did â—ail from Greece to Italy In the small Bark The ominous â—aven with a dismall chear Through his horse beak of following horrour tells Begeâ—ting strange imaginary fear VVith heavy ecchoes like to passing belâ—s The howling dog a dolefull part doth bâ—ar As though they chim'd his latest buâ—ying knell Under the Eves the buzzing screech owl sings Beating his windows with her fatal wings And still affrighâ—ed with his fearfull dreams VVâ—th raging fiends and goblins that he meets Of falling down from steep rocks into streams Of tombs of buriâ—lls and of winding sheets The melting stars their sulphuâ—â—â—s su fâ—t shed The Centre pants with sudden throes And trembling earth a sad distemper shows The sun aâ—â—righted hides his golden heâ—d From hence by an unknown Eâ—lyptick flâ—d Irregular heavens abortive shades display And night usurps the empty throne of day The Meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven The palefac'd Moon looks bloody on the earth And lean-look'd Prophets whisper fearfull change As doth the raven o'r th' infectious house The Skies hung with prodigious signs As if the Scorpion would drop down Out of the Zodiack or the fiercer Lion The croaking ravens Fâ—ag up and down beating the air With their obstreperous beaks The yawning graves have yielded up their dead Fieâ—ce fiery warriours fight upon the clouds In ranks and squadrons and right form of war Which drizzle blood upon the Temples top The noise of battel hurtled in the air Horses do neigh and dying men do groan And Ghosts do shrick and squeal about the streets Lamenâ—ings heard â—'ch air Strange skreams of death and prophesying With accents terrible of dire combustion And confused accents hatch'd to wofull time Th' obscure bird clamour'd the long liv'd night Some say the earth was feaverous and did shake Heart thrilling groanâ— first heard he round his bower And then the screech owl with her utmost power Lâ—bouâ—'d her loathed note the forrests bending with winds as Hecate had been ascending As if some divelish hag were come abroad With some kind mothers late delivered load A â—uthlesse bloody sacrifice to make To those infernall powers that by the Lake Oâ— mâ—ghte Sâ—yx and black Cocytus dwell Swords in the spangled heavens did then by night In th' East and West extend their blazing light Ashâ—s in showers upon the earth did fall Lâ—stre deserts the Sun in height of all His towring pitch The Moon did then look red And â—eâ—rs of blood from her dark Chariot shed Haâ—d â—ocks did groan Arâ—'d troops of foot and horse Incounter

Did light those beamy stars which greater light did dâ—rk Now each thing that enjoy'd that fiery quickning spark Which life is call'd were mov'd their spirits to repose And wanting use of eyes their eyes began to close A silence sweet each place with one consent embraâ—'â— A musick sweet to one in careful musing plac't And mother earth now clad in mourning weeds did breath A dull desiâ—e to kisse the image of our death Earth thing with her black mantle night doth sconce Saving the glow-worme which would courteous be Of that small light of watching shepheards see The welkin had full niggardly inclos'd In coffâ—r of dim clouds his silver groates When Phaebe doth behold Her silver visage in the watry glasse Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grasse Night that from eyes their busie function takes The ear more quick of apprehension makes Wherein it doth impaire the seeing sence But paies the hearing double recompence Borne by swift dragons in an Ebon coach The creeping murmure and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe The Churchyards yawne and hell it selfe breaths out Contagion to this world When the Diurnal Charirioter had set His fierie brasse-hooâ—'d coursers to their meat And o'r his golden glistering locks had spread The jetty hangings of his sable bed Lights sable Coffin buries up the day The night close mouâ—ner for the dying light Bedews her cheeks with tears When the wearied Sun is gone to rest And darknesse made the worlds unwelcome guest The sable mantle of the silent night Shut from the world the ever joysome light Care flâ—d away and softest slumbers please To leave the Court for lowly Cottages Now when the night her sable wings had spread And sleep his dew on pensive mortals shed When visions in their aâ—rie shapes appear Wild boars foâ—sake their densâ—on woody hills And sleightfull otters left the purling rills Rooks to their nests in high woods now were flung And with their spread wings shield their naked young When thieves from thickets to the crosse way stirre And terrour frights the lonely passenger â—en nought was heard but now and then the howl â—f some vâ—le Curre or whooping of the owl â—w the hungry lion roars â—d the wolf beholds the Moon â—hilst the heavy Plow-man snores â— with weary task foredon â— the wasted brands do glow â—ile the screâ—ch owl screeching loud â—s the wretch that lies in woe â— remembrance of a shrowd V. Moon Stars Sleep Midnight â—ow it is the time of night â—t the graves all gaping wide â—y one lets forth hiâ— spright â—n the Church yard paths to glide â—ow o'â— one half of the world â—chie darknesse round is hurl'd â—aâ—ures seem dead and wicked dreams abuse â—he curtain'd sleep now witchcraft celebrates â—ale Hecaâ—'s offerings â—he owl is abroad the Bat and the Toad â— And so is the Cat a Mountain â—he Ant and the Mole â—it both in an hole And the frog peeps out of the fountain â—imes dead low water when all minds devest To morrows businesse The noon of night When stars begin to stoop Tâ—e stars had reach'd their middle height When Titans ray Gâ—ves the Antipodes their noon of day When morrals have Their Buâ—ial in their voluntary grave Bed â—y this the feathered Bellman of the night â—nt â—orth his midnight summons to invite â—ll eyes to slumber When far spent night perswades each mortall eye To whom nor art nor nature granâ—eth light To lay his then mark wanting shafts of sight Clos'd with their quivers in sleeps armourâ—e The noontide of th' Antipodes The deep of night is crept upon our talk The dead wast of the night The aged night is now grown gray The midnight bell Doth with his iron tongue and brazâ—n mouth Sound on unto the drowsie race of death The gaudy day Is crept into the bosome of the sea And now loud houling wolves aroâ—se the Jades That drag the Tragick melancholy night Who with their drowsie slow and flagging wings Clip dead means bones and from their misty jawes Breath foule contagious darknesse in the aire The deepest silence of the night And Luna in her crescent shined bright Now 't was still night and weary limbes at ease Slept sweetly woods were husht and calme the seas When the still night did gently kisse the trees And they did make no noise The moone-light sweetly sleeps upon the bankes Nightingale Making a thorne her prick-song booke Woods musicks king The forrest harmelesse Syren Inchanting Syrens of the aire Warbling Philomel The forrest Lutinist The yearly Augut of the spring Nilus Whose streams a thousand waies In winding tracks and wanton turnings plaies On Aegypts fertile brest Which with his amorous folding armes doth seeme T' embrace smal â—slands whilst his silver stream From several channels of it selfe doth meete And oft it self with wanton kisses greet The seven horn'd river paper-bearing stream Whose fruitful inundation Aegipt with plenty crownes The streams of Nile Augmented by the weeping Crocodile Nimble v. Swift So free from dregs of earth that you would think Hâ—s body were assum'd and did disguise Some one of the celestial Hierarchies Their very first matter was quicksands Nimble as fiery elves â— if their veins ran with quick-silver â—pricious spirits a vein of Mercury in his feet â—ike subtle snakes can almost skip out of his skin That can rise â—nd stoop almost together like an arrow â—oot through the air as nimbly as a star ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ short as doth a swallow and be here â—nd there and here and yonder all at once Born Like Iphichus upon the tops of corn Nimble as winged hours â—o dance and caper o'r the â—ops of flowers And ride the sun-beams Niobe VVhom all might call The happiest mother that yet ever brought Life unto light had not heâ— self so thought Of late envâ—'d by those That were her friends now pitied by her foes The weeping marble Never fate Pâ—oduc'd a greater Monument Of slipperie heights and prides descent A sepâ—lchre without a body A body without a sepulcher â— Body and sepulcher unto her self She that was made to know The utmost heavenly smiles or frowns could do Noah's Ark. Holy Janus soveraign boaâ— Where Churches and all Monarchies did float Tâ—at swimming Colledge and free hospitall Of all Mankind that cage and vivarie Of fowls and beasts in whose womb destiny â—s and our latest nephews did install The floating park That did all kinds and shapes imbark The sacred Aâ—go Noon What time the Sun doth dine The highest tide and flow of light The summer of the day The head-strong day The parted day in equall ballance held And now the Sunne the shortest shadows made Now East and West the equall sun partakes Now Phoebus with inflaming eye doth view The crannied earth Now Titan bore his equall distant sight Betwixt foregoing and ensuing lighâ— When Phoebus from the height of all the skie Beholds the East and West with equall eye When as the high pitch'd Sun invades The Earth with hottest beams and shortest shades

Now he that guides the Chariot of the sun On his Ecliptick circle had so run That his brasse-hoof'd fire-breathing horses wan The stately height of the Meridian By this bright Phoebus with redoubled glory Had half way mounted to the highest story Of his Olympick Palace Now labouring men seeing the Sun decline Take out their bags and sit them down to dine The Sun was in the middle way And had o'rcome the one half of the day When as the Sun up to the South aspires And seats himself upon dayes glorious Tâ—rone Ascending through heavens brightest azure vault The Sun is now upon the highest hill Of his dayes journey Now the Mid day had made the shadows short The Evening and the Morn of equall port The Rosie Morn resigns her light And milder glory to the Noon North. The frozen pole where winter which no spring can â—ase With blasting cold doth glaze the Sâ—ythian seas The frozen wain The farthest shore Washt by the Northern Ocean Those whom dayes bright flame Sâ—arce warms Their Northeâ—n Pole VVhere a perpetuall winter binds the ground And glazeth up the floods VVhere Phoebus fire scarce thaws the Isickles Cold Champions where No summer warmth the tree doth chear ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ Climates which a sullen air infest ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ where Galistho drives her frozâ—n team â—â—here raigns the greater and the lesser Bear â—â—hich from their Poles view all things which they please ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ never set beneath the western seas ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ the Pole of the Parrhasian Maid ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ region under th' Erimanthian Bear V. Cold. Boreas Frost Nose The double doored port â—â—here Zephyrus delights to sport ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ Arbitrator betwixt the eyes lest they should ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ together by th' ears Stands in bucklers place To take the blows for all the face Noyse â—â—lted voices through the Palace rung Confused noise did smite the gilded staâ—s â—â—pplâ—usive murmures with a flood of air ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ justling waves against the rocks ã€ˆâ—Šã€‰ noise made Mars wounded by Diomede Throwing about their rude confused sounds Clamour flew so high â—â—er wings struck heaven and drown'd all voice â—â—ith tumult broke the air Such a shout Made Polyphemus when his eyes went out Driving affrighted Ecchoes through the air â—ike the loud rattle of the drumming wind Like Canons when they disgorge Their fierie vomits So Aetna roars when c. v. Aeâ—na Their shout not that can passe VVhich the loud blasts of â—hracian Boreas On Piniâ— Offa makes and bows amain The rattling wood A noise horrid and as loud As thunder makes before it breaks the cloud Their noise not that of Thracian Boreas Amongst the Pines of Oâ—â—a can surpasse Nor that which Nilus falling water makes Precipitated from the Cataracts A noise that did the wounded air with terrour fill Such noise doth make Enceladus when he his tomb doth shake Enough to make an Earthquake Like â—he roar of a whole herd of lions As loud a noise as make the Hurrican The River trembled underneath his banks To hear the replication of his sounds No longer hold Their bursting joies but through the air was â—oll'd A lengthened shout as when th' Artillerie Of heavens discharg'd along the cleaving Skie With such a foul great noise that you would say Surely some great Arcadian asse did bray Whose noise appalls Worse than ten Irish Funeralls As when confused cries In dead of night rend the amazed Skies That may be heard to the Antipodes V. Murmure Shout Nuptialls v Marriage Nymphs The wanton rangers of the wood That in the Coral woods string pearls upon their hair The beauteous Sylvan Deities That trip upon the Mountains Or delight in groves and fountains That dally on the flowry hill or vallie The buskin'd Deities Nereides Nayades Dryades Hâ—madryades Oreades O. Oak VVHere stately Oaks are in no lesse account For height or spreading than the proudest be That from high Oeta look on Theassaly So fairly drest With spreading arms and curled top that Jove Ne'r braver saw in 's Dodonean grove â—â—â—es that to fate are Tenants of a longer date â—â—â—nce dangle Acorns cradled in their husks â—â—es sacred Tree Chaonian tree Obscure â—â—ling posing perplexing puzling abstâ—use Enigmaticall requiâ—ing a resolution from the Delian Oracle â—â—rdian language Knotâ—y speeches â—here all is veâ—l'd that he that reads divine â—uching the sense at two removes Language that fits the ear â—â—d mouth of Oedipus to speak and hear Language that walks in mists and shrouds â—s meining in the bosome of a cloud Darker than Plato's numbers Carcinus Poems Archimedes Problems Mysterious language â—â—lian verses Observe v. Mark â—â— Argos Io. To behold with an intentive observing eye To look with eyes that own no other object To behold with gazefull jealous eyes Look Old In the downfall of his mellow years Nature hath brought him to the door of death Nature in him stands on the very verge Of deaths confines Descended into the vale of years Struck with the rod of time A face imprest with aged Characters Her teeth dance in her head like Vitginall Jacks Autumnall face Whose face doth show Like stately Abbies ruin'd long ago When a man is daily betwixt the affliction of diseases and the apprehension of death That hath nothing but ice in his veins and earth in his visage One of four score three night-caps and two hairs A chilly frost surpriseth every member And in the midst of June he feels December There is nothing wherein we may see more lamen table marks of the inconstancy of humane things than in the spoils and ruines of her face Trembling limbs shaking voice A bald-head and childish dropping nose Uâ—â—armed gums Loose cheeks and wrincles madâ— As large as those which in the woody shade Of spatious Tabraca the mother ape Deep furrow'd in her aged cheeks doth scrape When age by times imperious law With envious prints the forehead dimmes When drought and leannesse suck and draw The moisture from the withered limbs Old croan that hath outliv'd her teeth That hath three hairs four teeth a brest Like grashoppers an emmets crest A skin more â—ugged than her coat And dugges like spiders webbes His Temples like the swans soft feathers are A charnell house of bones which yet quick Have quite outliv'd their own Arithmetick Her teeth are fallen out but her nose and chin Intend very shortly to be friends and meet about it When deeper years Hath interwoven snow amongst our hairs When we are bruised on the shelf Of time and read Eternall day-light on our head When with the rheum The cough and Pâ—iâ—ick we consume Into an heap of cynders One foot in the grave Charons boat Daily expected by their winding sheeâ— Whose head is covered with an hoary fleece On whom age snows white hairs Whose every wrinckle tells him where the plow Of time hath furrowed to whom ice doth flow In every vein whose aged head wears snow The living snow The live sepulcher The head which age hath cloath'd in white Old as the withered ram Medaea â—lew VVhose age she in the caldron did renew Ready to

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