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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	age_n	time_n	year_n	5,388	5	4.9453	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A96701	The Muses cabinet, stored with variety of poems, both pleasant and profitable. / By W.W.	Winstanley, William, 1628?-1698.	1655 (1655)	Wing W3067; Thomason E1479_5; ESTC R208734	17,312	55

Love not for lucre marry not for mony Wed not for wealth he who doth love the honey Must fear the sting parents they are most free To those children who least deserving be Where best parts are no need wealth to bestow When fat sows must be greas'd to make them go 29. Write no such lines that others they may be The worse by reading them it is for thee Enough thine own iniquity to beare Too much in others sins to have a share Then neither write nor yet read none of them A lame hand better is then a lewd pen. 30. Do no such actions as thou shouldest feare That any one should see it neither dare To speak that word thou blushest to have shown Nor think that thought thou wouldest not have known But let thy deeds words thoughts be good then Thou need'st not feare to have them known to men 31. Rather let thy memory die and thy name Then by ill acts to eternize the same Though some with Herostratus temples burne To purchase fame rather within thy urne Unmention'd by then for to eternize Thy name lie committing of villanies What profit hast thou though thy name aspire If thou thy selfe lie'st frying in hel fire 32. Despair not though thy sins be great for greater Is God in mercy therefore grant Creator That wee of mercy presume not too far So in like manner wee may not dispaire The Saint thief saved was even at deaths gate To learne's repentance never is too late But least that we should too presumptuous be Wee never read of none so sav'd but he Lord if through frailty I great sins commit Let me hope for mercy not dispaire of it Yet let me not presume to act a sin Because th' art mercifull in pardoning 33. Deferre not thy repentance untill thy Old age least death seize on the suddenly Parents their Children follow to the grave As oftentimes as Children followed have Their Parents as many lambs skins are sold In the market as of Sheepe that are old And who the skulls in Charnell houses see Shall find as many small as great ones be Deferre not then but suddenly repent Least death thy purpose thereunto prevent An Elegie on my deare Wife who deceased in January 1652. MUses that on Pernassus Hill do make Abode assist this work I undertake Rightly do unto her whose vertues shone Transcendent bright in this our Horizon How glorious is she then of life bereaven A Star on earth but now a Saint in Heaven Why strive I then for to describe her worth In vain is art to set perfection forth No I may sooner tell the drops o' th Ocean Surcease the Tides or stop the Planets motion Then to pourtray her vertues to the life As here she liv'd on Earth a maid and wife N'ere did the worlds bright eye Hyperion see Lesse faults in any then he did in shee E're since Christs time so cleer her vertues shone Youths beauty ages wisdome joyn'd in one Mirrour of women in these worst of time As full of goodness as the world of crimes Religious zealous vertuous wise discreet Too good to live on earth for Heaven more meet Her foule is now at rest whilst shee doth sing An Halelujah unto Heavens great King What vertues ere were faign'd or knowne to be In any one comprized were in shee No idle tell-tale for to cause debate Such kinde of Creatures shee did alwayes hate Truth was her aime lying shee did abhor it And truths great God rewarded hath her for it Nor were these vertues lockt up in her brest Like to rich jewells in an iron chest Enclosed fast but evermore in action Your standing water turnes to putrefaction More might be said but when that all is done All words are like a Candle to the Sun Respecting her rare exceellent parts who in The morning of her age did thus begin How glorious had her life been then had shee Attain'd those yeares that ancient men do seel Why weep we then why do our eyes run over In vaine to mourne for what we can't recover Nor think her time on earth to be but small Seeing shee liv'd and di'd belov'd of all Those that unto this age do once attaine An honour 'bove Methusalls age do gaine Not length of dayes but dayes well spent are best Live so thy life that death may give thee rest Expect not the more honor for gray haires Yeares crown our head but goodness crownes our yeares Epitaph REader within this ground enterr'd doth lie Venus beautie Dianas chastity Cornelias learning and Philoeleas swettness Pondoras wisdome and faire Grissels meeknes Briefly whatever other items were Sum'd up in one lie in this Sepulcher True love GReat was the love and friendship that between Damon and Pithias passed scarce ere seen Or ever knowne before or since that as One to die for another but more was The love that God to us Sinners did beare For when by sin his enemies we were Yet he so loved us as that he gave His Son a ransome our poore Soules to save That whosoever do in him believe Sha'nt perish but eternal life receive O love unspeakable O bounty endlesse Love unexpressible and matchlesse kindnesse It 's seldome seen one to dye for another But for one's enemy transcends all other To my Wife NOw twice hath Phoebus run his annual race twice 12 times fair Cynthia chang'd her face Twice Hiems Frosts hath nipt both flowers trees Cloathing old Tellus in a gowne of Freeze Twice hath the husbandman received his gain From grassy Medowes and from Ceres grain Twice hath the Earth been dew'd with Apr. showrs Twice Lady Flora deckt the Fields with flowers Since we in Hymens rites together joyn'd During which time though fortune proves unkind And God hath laid his hand of visitation Heavy upon us and that much vexation We have endured yet let 's not repine Content although with little is a Mine More worth then gold a quiet peaceful life Is better far then much with care and strife Thus let us rest secure since we do lie Too low for envy and for scorne too high On Friends FRiends like to leaves that on the trees do In Summers prosperous state much love will grow But art thou in adversity then they Like leaves from trees in Autumn fall away show He happy is that hath a friend indeed But he more happy that no friend doth need On Eternity THe greatest happinesse of heavenly blisse Is that because the same Eternal is So to the damned 't is the greatest woe Because their miseries no end shall know The Conclusion LIber are our Liberi we do give Life unto them and they make us to live Epigrams To the Reader REader if thou applaud'st all is here writ Thou show'st store of good will but not of wit But if thou doest dislike all here is pen'd Yet cease to carp unless thou canst it mend An old Lecher MEmbrino stradling goes in great distress As if he had the