Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	body_n	earth_n	soul_n	6,637	5	5.0980	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B06913	The lamenting ladies last farewell to the world. Who being in a strange exile, bewailes her own misery, complains upon fortune and destiny, describes the manner of her breeding, deplores the losse of her parents, wishing peace and happines to England, which was her native country, and withal resolved for death chearfuly, commended her soule to heaven, and her body to theearth [sic], and quietly departed this life. Anno 1650. To an excellent new tune, called, Oh hone, o hone.		1650-1659? (1659)	Interim Tract Supplement Guide BR f 821.04 B49[15]	1,152	1

The Lamenting Ladies last farewell to the World VVho being in a strange Exile bewailes her own Misery complains upon Fortune and Destiny describes the manner of her breeding deplores the losse of her Parents wishing Peace and happines to England which was her native Country and withal resolved for death chearfuly commended her soule to heaven and her body to the earth and quietly departed this life Anno 1650. To an excellent new Tune called Oh hone O hone MOurnfull Melpomeny assist my quill That I may pensively now make my will Guide thou my hand to write And sences to indite A Ladyes last good-night oh pity me I that was nobly born hither am sent Like to a wretch forlorn here to lament In this most strange exile Here to remaine a while Til heaven be pleas'd to smile and send for me My friends cannot come nigh me in this place Nor bear me company such is my case Poor I am left alone But few regard my mone All my delights are gone heaven succour me Each day with cares and fears I am perplext My drink is brinish tears with sorrow mixt When others soundly sléep I sadly sob and wéep Opprest with dangers deep Lord comfort me When England flourished my Parents deer Tenderly nourished me many a year I was advanc'd on high In place of dignity In golden bravery they decked me The second 〈…〉 MY garments drest with pearl richly approved Never was English girle better beloved Old and young great and smal Waited upon my cal● I had the love of all that did know me But from my former state I am cal'd back Through destiny and fate all goes to wrack Fortune did lately frown And caught me by the Crowne So puld me head-long down oh woe is me My deer friends are decay'd which lov'd me best Never was harmelesse maid so much distrest My Father he is dead My Mother banished All joyes are from me fled Heaven comfort me Now wel are they at ease and sweetly blest That may goe when they please and when they list To see their Parents kind As nature doth them bind Such joyes I cannot finde Ah woe is me All earthly helps are gone I wil and must Onely in God alone Put my whole trust O blessed Trinity One God and persons three Release my misery and comfort me No creature on the earth can ease my griefe Vntil such time as death yeeld me releife A coffin and a grave Is that which I would have Sweet Christ my soule receive and succour me My Enemyes that bee both great and smal Good Lord I pray to thee forgive them all May England flourish brave When I am laid in grave So thus I take my leave Christ calls for me I have in heaven above a place prepared Never shal I remove from thence afterward Go tole my passing-bell Whilst Angells ring my knell So vain world now farewel Christ sends for me When she these words had said with chearful heart The noble minded maid then did depart No doubt her soules at rest With them whom God hath b●… The last words she exprest was Christ calls for me London Prin●ed for Tho Ve●… in the Old-Baily at the signe of the Angel FINIS