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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	angry_a	friend_n	great_a	54	3	2.1044	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20404	An epitome of the vvorlds woe vvherein is perspicuously discouered, the lamentable miseries of the world, in these tempestuous times, the infidelitie of fained friends, and ficklenesse of deceitefull fortune : continued by way of meditation and resolution / by Geo. Dichante, gent.	Dichante, George.	1630 (1630)	STC 6816.7; ESTC S343	15,012	36

when scourg'd with skarres A graue of ignorance a field of folly That showes vs mirth yet stor'd with melancholy Curst Cares Charibdes and a dangerous deepe Wherein the godly many crosses reape A very Scilla wherein our desires Do also perish with vaine lucres fires For the base vulger makes no accompt of them That merit well or sprung of Noble Stem But those that can support and maintaine pleasures And onely wade in wealth and ●●●da●ie treasures When these bereft of liuing and of state Do curse their birth-day and the faith of fate Yet still the base broode cast a semblance sowre Vpon good qualities if they be poore When they fond clues his outside onely see And braue apparell without honestie But care not for all qualities a pin Nor the sweete gifts that he retaines within When the best Clearkes did often on it vant And banisht Opulence to line in want As Bias carried all his wealth about And dog'd Diogenes lay in 's Tub without Poore Irus Codrus and a many moe That sought things firme and let the fickle goe For plaine experience let these learned see Want is the Mistresse of Philosophie Their skill and learning told them this for sure That riches and preferment would not dure But vertues lustre lasteth during breath And makes our name Immortall after death This should be apprehended of the wise Though they seeme sordid in the vulgers eyes Their iudgements fallible and comes not neare The true insight but iudge as things appeare When wisedome alway doth of things take heede Not as they seeme but as they be indeed So still the noble striue for to surmount The Pedants censure and the vulgers count For when the brittle state of things they see And wh●● s●●ll ●old 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 They cleaue to that which brings perpetuall gaine And makes men without ruine long to raigne But not of riches friends or lands to boast That long a gathering are and soone are lost Nor great ones loues for like the Scithian floure Their fauours fade or flourish in an houre Did not Aegyptian Ptholomie affect Ewsenides with honor and respect That what he spake though he prou'd but a Daw It was reputed for a lasting law Instal'd in offices and finally He waxt most opulent and proud thereby Reioycing greatly in his happy fate He boastingly one time said to his mate The King no more can attribute to me Then the sole rule of all his Monarchie Who answer'd Sir be not deceiu'd thinke how The Fate that gau 't can tak 't againe from you And that would prooue to your eternall strife The saddest day you ere had in your life Short after Ptholomie did him espie Talking with women very wantonly Whom he affected Ptolomia anon Caus'd all the women poyson drinke vpon Ber●ft Ewsenides of all 's estate And lastly hang'd him on the Portall gate So by Senerus Plancina was promoted Till in his too much dignity he doted For checking of his Princes eldest sonne 〈…〉 Then Commodus his man Cleander lou'd Whose loue a long time could not be remoou'd For he was wise yet auarous and greedy And often times these proue but little speedy For when the Souldiers with a warrant came To aske their pay he did deny the same Though sealed with the Signet of the King And when the Souldiers did relate the thing For contradiction of the Kings command He hastily was hanged out of hand His goods confiscate and his noble name Togither with his life did end in shame Constantius to Hortensius had a fauour And deerely lou'd him for his good behauiour As one on whom rely'd his chiefe protection All his affaires were done by his direction Yet when the King receiu'd intelligence He was the Auth●r of a foule offence Did touch his person straight way for the deed He was adiudged for to lose his head Nay and a number I could mention heere Who in great loue and estimation were Yet for such triuiall faults were done to death And all their blessings blasted with their breath Great Alexander in his angry mood Slewe Carterus and basely shed his blood Though Cincinnatus was Bittillons friend Yet was Bittilion Cincinnatus end So in mens fauours there 's no constancy For changes come i th ●●i●●ling of an eye And if from ancient Stories we descend To moderne acts and marke the timelesse end Of Fauorites here I truely might infold More presidents then all this booke can hold These represent to our meditations Liuely illustrate this worlds alterations And that there is no minute hour nor day But Woe and Gladnesse alter still their stay For which sage Solons speeches I commend And say No man is happy till his end Another greefe to make my woe amends Doth torture me and that is faithlesse friends Who when they see some poore sinister puffe Of Fate assault a friend Oh! that 's enough And causes good they haue then to reiect him Leaue him to helpe himselfe they 'le not respect him Some of this stampe I haue but sure not many But of that crew I wish I had not any For in a little triall I haue found Their bounties backward their hearts hide-bound When friends affliction puts them to the touch Then little helpe or heart is showne from such Yet farre be it our consanguinitie Should with vnnaturall affinitie Be cloyed thus though some there be that 's ill Yet I haue others that prooue honest still And for their parts thus much I 'le boldly say For no aduersity they 'le turne away But for the first all goodnesse doth forsake them Whom God amend or 〈…〉 For as their hearts are hardned to do ill So are their hands to propagate their will Their infamy and names I might haue noted And all their malice in the margent quoted But for my present ease I will forbeare And presse them in another place then here They are forwarned now and I protest Though they scape hanging yet they shall be prest For he indeed ought to be term'd a friend whose loue and aide last firme vnto the end That willingly doth offer with his heart Of a poore penny to his friend a part And willingly supplies what he doth lacke Meate for his mouth and cloathing for his backe Doth succor him before he asketh aide And 's fixed to him when all others fade For this is true none dare I thinke deny it To beg a thing of friendship is to buy it And such as in mens miseries forsake them They 're monsters made of men what can you make them For while that happy fortune doth in sue Friends grow then reckon them you 'l finde enough There 's goodman get-all and my neighbour Iane Must needes be sent for vnto gratious Lane She 's very honest and I meane to meete Her as she promis't me in Gracious streete But lauisht out and you shall see this rag-taile Where there no Gold-Finch is will proue a Wagtaile Then goodman get-all and long Iane the Iade Will cur●e your