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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	bear_v	heaven_n	zion_n	24	3	8.4420	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11096	The betraying of Christ Iudas in despaire. The seuen words of our Sauior on the crosse. With other poems on the Passion.	Rowlands, Samuel, 1570?-1630?	1598 (1598)	STC 21365; ESTC S116242	18,820	60

life vvas nothing els but stintlesse passion From cratch to crosse hee trod a painefull path Betwixt our guilt and Gods reuengefull vvrath What paines their paines to Iesus not impart What moment tortures vvant did he indure What anguish addes not to his greeued heart What minute vvas he sorrowlesse secure What age vvherein his troubles were neglected What people but his death cheefly affected In eies he suffred monefull showres of teares His face had spittings and dispightfull blowes Blasphemous speech vpbraid his sacred eares Most loathsome carrion stinckes entred his nose Gaule in his mouth the holiest hands were bound Hands feet heart head were nailed pierc'd crownd From his birth-hower vntill his life-lost blood What moment past vvhere in hee did not merite What minute scap'd imploiment vnto good Who did implore his grace and he deferre it How painfully his preaching spent the day How watchfully his nights vvere houres to pray Whom taught this Truth that him for truth beleeued Though truth vvithout his presence ne're vvas knowne With whom did he conuerse and vvas vngreeued How ill intreated euen amongst his owne Though foxe and bird could find both hole and nest Where found his head reposed place for rest Pouertie hee indured in the manger Warre vvith the tempter in the vvildernesse Exile in Aegypt forc'd by tirants danger And on the vvay o're-painfull vvearinesse In all his speech and actions contradictions Laden vvith vvrongs burdned vvith dire afflictions VVith hungers sword food-giuer vvas acquainted And that the stone-presenting deuill saw At Iacobs vvell vvith thirst he vvel-nie fainted VVhile pinching vvoman stood on tearmes to draw All vvants and vvoes impos'd vpon him still And his obedience suffered euery ill Traitor-led troopes by night did apprehend him Haling him cruell to the iudgement hall VVhere all inflicted torments did offend him And mockeries to greeue his soule vvithall There Iudge vvas iudg'd king scorned priest abus'd And of all Iust the Iust vniustly vs'd Thence to his death vvith clamours shouts and cries Theeues at his side the torturing hangman by him His crosse his burden borne before his eies Hart-launcing Longius the Centurion nie him His friends aloofe inuiron'd round vvith foes Thus vnto death soules loue sweet Iesus goes Victoriously vpon the dunghill field He manag'd combate vvith the roaring Lion Old serpent death and hell at once did yeeld All vanquisht by triumphant lambe of Sion Performing in that glorious bloodie fight The euer conquest of infernall might FINIS The wonders at Christs death THat instant hower the vvorlds Redeemer di'de And breathed out his soule vpon the crosse Heav'ns glorious lampe abating all his pride Bewail'd in blacke his murdred makers losse Turning his splendant beames of gold to drosse The Moone like suted in a sable vveed Mourned for sinnes outragious bloody deed VVhen Iosua Israels valiant captaine praid And in his praier coniuring did command The firmaments bright eie stand still it staid Till he vvas victor of the vvickeds band Waighting vpon Gods battaile then in hand Yeelding the richest treasure of his light Lengthning the vvant of day vvith day-made night But here reflecting light to darkesome change Shaming to see vvhat shamelesse sinne had done VVas more admir'd to alter kind so strange Then vvhen he ceas'd his posting course to run Loue to Gods forces his bright staying vvonne But now beholding Sathans power preuailing He turn'd the day to night in darknesse vvailing At death of Christ appear'd foure signes of vvonder To euidence diuine and God-like might The first The temples vaile did rent in sunder Next Sunne and Moone extinguisht both their light Affoording darknesse to blind Iewish sight Then flintie stones deuiding part in twaine And Saints from graues reuiv'd to life againe What faithlesse Iew or gracelesse Atheist can With impious tongue sound out blasphemous breath Affirming Christ to be but only Man VVhose dietie vvrought vvonders after death VVonders in heauen strange miracles on earth Of each beholders heart feare tooke possession And taught the Pagan captain Truths confession Thou canst not say those vvorkes vvere Magickes art From slaunders charge Christs power diuine is free His soule vvas fled and did before depart His liuelesse bodie euery eie did see No charming vvords by dead tongues vttred be Thou must of force confesse true God-head by it Or say that Mallice vvilfull doth denie it FINIS The Funerals of Iesus WHen Iosephs suite had got the Iudges leaue To take sweet Iesus from the bloodie crosse VVhose blessed life Iewes blindnesse did bereaue To our eternall gaine their endlesse losse Christs night-disciple aidfull did agree To take his bodie from that guiltie tree The Virgine mother cheefe in mournefull teares VVith holy Maries twaine that stintlesse wept To Caluarie both sheet and odours beares There must the sacred funerall be kept VVhō hearts did loue him vvith their feet they sought Teares in their eies hands myrrhe and aloes brought Their greefes and labours they deuide in parts Partaking each t'affoord some needfull thing True faith and loue vvas seated in their hearts On shoulders ladders armes the shroud doe bring Their hands haue ointments eies with teares abounds Teares well imploi'd to wash his bloodie wounds With tired steps they ouertooke the place Where store of vveeping dew moistned the ground The Sunne vvas hid nights darke approcht apace Greefes did surprise dolours increase abound Whom infidels nail'd vp did pierce and crowne Faithfull from Crosse act holy taking downe Before the same to signe a perfect zeale They cast themselues so low as earth gaue leaue In reuerence of those vvounds that only heale All feauer'd soules blood-salue from thence receaue Which vvorship vvell perform'd they sighing rise And towards the crosse all guide plaint-pouring eies The honourable two old aged men Aduis'd the rest respect vvhat scanting time Remain'd to annoint and shroud and burie then Their ladders raising vp the crosse they clime Teares sighs and sobs descend ech step they goe While eies wet Orators repli'de below On Iacobs ladder ioifull Angels sing No iarre their heav'nly musicke did restraine On Iosephs ladder teares to top they bring And mournefull sobs send sorrowes downe againe Those heav'nly quires partake no tunes like this Christs bitter death vvas faultie mans amisse When hands and feet they carefull did vn-naile Letting the body downe conieal'd in gore This vvas the obiect Visage wan and pale Eies turn'd in head his flesh all rent and tore Scull boared through thornes spurting out his braines Bones out of ioint and full of broken vaines Vpon the ground the holy corpes being laid Most reuer'nt vvhere the shrouding sheet was spred His blessed Mother full of vvoes dismaid Renew'd her plaints vvith showers of teares she shed Whom Iudas sold for thirty pence aliue To buy him dead her pearled drops did striue The taske of Sorrowes equall to deuide At Iesus head laments his pensiue mother Ioseph with Nichodemus at one side And both the Maries place them at the other Thus bout the mangled

corpes these mourners stands With teares in eies with ointments in their hands Wken kneeling round the bodie they inclose Prepar'd with baulme and readie to annoint it Viewing blew wales that came of Iewish blowes Rupture of nailes wan flesh how they disioint it Compassion pittie loue with true remorse Inuited all their eies to wash the corse Their knees vvith humble seruice lowly bowing Their hands embaulme him vvounded rent and tore Their eies no mangled part vnwasht allowing Their hearts vvith vvorship God and man adore Both knees and hands vvith hearts and vvatry eies All sorrow laden tir'd vvith sighs and cries For deepe-made vvounds and torturing cruell blowes No small expence of ointments could suffise But bountie on that holy worke bestowes Plentie of odours in such liberall vvise Their baulme to couer him inough had bin And teares might serue to haue baptis'd him in His glorious bodie shrouded in the sheet On vvhich to be embaulmed they did lay him With binding clothes vvrapt vvhole from head to feet To be inter'd his seruant Saints conuay him Only in armes good Iesus dead they haue Within their hearts he liues being borne to graue O mournefull trod where comforts paths are failing Deaths bed must haue eternall life in keeping Joseph goes sighing Magdalen bewailing Ther's Iohn laments and Nichodemus weeping The blessed virgins eies like fountaines run Left vvofull vviddow to her murdred son What pens report can tell her sorrowing heart That saw her sonne the only of her vvombe Before her eies pay death mans foule desert And vvith her armes assist him to the tombe What sorrowes mappe like sorrow ere exprest What eies like teares what teares like greefes profest Her liquid eies stroue each t'exceed the other By sighs her mone by teares her vvoe appeares She vveepes yet is the mirth of heav'ns mother Virgine in office young in tender yeares Filled vvith grace eternities Princesse Excelling in perfections holinesse O Sunne vvhose shine is heav'ns eternall bright Of funerall pompe why art thou destitute Borne to thy graue vvithout one candles light Or Clergie night precedent institute Thy birth was simple void of worldly pride And in thy buriall cost vvas laid aside Oh heav'ns riches mercies fountaine head When thou vvast borne no house thy parents haue Thy life vvas poore thy death vvithout a bed Thy buriall vvas in Iosephs borrowed graue Thou didst indure our paines sinnes purchase hell Thou louedst soules lost soules so vvondrous vvell Though Salomon vvas Israels crowne successour And gain'd his kingly fathers state and throne Of Dauids mercy seemes he no possessour Funerall cost or teares vve read of none But Scriptures recommend the honour done In Iacobs buriall by his gratefull sonne The great Priest Simon caused to bee made A monument of curious carued stones Wherein his bodie after life vvas laid And eke his brethren Machabes their bones But tombe for Christ vvas in his life vnknowne And for him dead his mother knew of none No earthly care soules loue to him vvas sweeter When vnto Iohn the virgine was commended His enemies to Mercie church to Peter His soule to Father saying All is ended No speech he vs'd nor any order gaue For costly funerals or a sumptuous graue With greefes attaining to the garden place From which oft staies to weepe and vvipe did let Pensiue distrest in most perplexed case The shrouding sheet all moistned slacke and wet Not vvith the dew descending from the skies With teares that rained from their shouring eies Oh glorious hearbes this garden plot did beare Oh holy ground trod in this iournies paines Not for the oile of Oliues growing there But sanctified by blood from Iesus vaines O earth vvhereon true loue and greefes combine Blood from the sonne teares from the mothers eyen The tombe prepar'd vvherein hee should bee laid From which although great paine the stone remooued Yet farre exceed the suites intreatie made Before his mother yeelds her deere beloued Still they solicite still her loues denie him Vntill on knees with price of teares they buy him The brothers sonne intreats his holie aunt Persuasiue reasoning humbly dooth beseech Times breuitie good Ladie mooues your graunt Let eies doe more with teares then tongues vvith speech Vpon detaining now no longer stand Darke sable night leads dangers by the hand If foes should vvrong vs bootlesse vve to striue How can poore three our Lords dead corse defend Twelue could not guard him when he vvas aliue Giue license this last seruice take an end Much troubles cease vvhen by free vvill is done That vvhich constraint vvell nere dispence to shunne Thou friend of God incline to vs at length Let our vveake vvords o'recome thy loues the stronger Our hearts vvant comforts all our members strength Our teares are spent eies dri'de can vveepe no longer Sorrow that holds vs for her lawfull prize Hath left not one poore teare to taske our eies Wearie vvith importunitie and vveeping A most vnwilling leaue the Virgine gaue Yeelding her sonne to the sepulchres keeping Her sweetest loue to deaths most bitter graue Like as from Golgotha they brought him thether All helpe all sigh all put him in together Thus being laid into his bed of stone By liquid eies and hearts of sorrowing flesh Instead of earth their teares vvere poured on A last farewell greefes cesternes yeeld afresh There left they Iesus that sinnes burden beares Wept vvrapt annointed bath'd in streames of teares FINIS