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	grace_n	life_n	4,700	5	4.5078	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20825	The legend of great Cromvvel. By Michael Drayton Esquier	Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.	1607 (1607)	STC 7204; ESTC S105399	16,702	48

beside Likewise to that posteritie did doubt Those at the first not rightly did adore Their fathers that too credulous deuout Vnto the Church contributed their store And to recouer only went about What their great zeale had lauished before On her a strong hand violently lai'd Praying on that they gaue for to be pray'd And now the King set in a course so right Which I for him laboriously had tract Who till I learn'd him did not know his might I still to prompt his power with me to act Into those secrets got so deepe a sight That nothing lastly to his furtherance lackt And by example plainly to him showne How all might now be easly ouerthrowne In taking downe yet of this goodly frame He suddenly not brake off euery band But tooke the power first from the Papall name After a while let the Religion stand When lim by lim he daily did it lame First tooke a leg and after tooke a hand Till the poore semblance of a bodie left But all should stay it vtterly bereft For if some Abbey hapned voyd to fall By death of him that the superiour was Gaine that did first Church libertie enthrall Only supreame promoted to the place Mongst many bad the worst most times of all Vnder the colour of some others grace That by the slander from his life should spring Into contempt it more and more might bring This time from heauen when by the secret course Dissension vniuersally began Preuailing as a planetarie sourse I' th Church beleeuing as Mahumitan When Luther first did those opinions nurse Much from great Rome in little space that wan It to this change so aptly did dispose From whose sad ruine ours so great arose That here that fabrique vtterly did faile Which powerfull fate had limited to time By whose strong law it naturally must quaile From that proud height to which it long did clime Letting gainst it the contrary preuaile Therein to punish some notorious crime For which at length iust dooming heauē decreed That on her buildings ruine here should feed Th' authoritie vpon her she did take And vse thereof in euery little thing Finding her selfe how oft she did forsake In her owne bounds her neuer limiting That awfull feare and due obedience brake Which her reputed holinesse did bring From slight regard soone brought her into hate With those that much disliked her estate And that those parts she cunningly had plai'd Beliefe vnto her miracles to winne Vnto the world were euery day bewrai'd From which the doubt did of her power begin Damnation yet to question what she said Made most suspect the faith they had been in When their saluation easly might be bought Found not this yet the way that they had sought When those ill humours ripned to a head Bred by the ranknes of the plentious land And they not only strangely from her fled Bound for her ancient libertie to stand But what their fathers gaue her being dead The sonnes rap'd from her with a violent hand And those her buildings most of all abus'd That with the waight their fathers coffins brus'd The wisest and most prouident but build For time againe to wastfully destroy The costly piles and monuments we guild Succeeding time shall reckon but a toy Vicissitude impartially wild The goodliest things be subiect to annoy And what one age did studiously maintaine The next againe accounteth vile and vaine Yet time doth tell in some things they did erre That put their helpe her brauerie to deface When as the wealth that taken was from her Others soone raised that did them displace Their titles and their offices conferre On such before as were obscure and base Who would with her they likewise downe should goe And o'rthrew them that her did ouerthrow And th'Romish rites that with a cleerer sight The wisest thought they iustly did reiect They after saw that the receiued light Not altogether free was from defect Mysterious things being not conceiued right There of bred in the ignorant neglect For in opinion something short doth fall Wants there hath been and shall be still in all But negligent securitie and ease Vnbridled sensualitie begat That only sought his appetite to please As in the midst it of abundance sat The Church not willing others should her praise That she was leane when as her lands were fat Her selfe to too much libertie did giue Which some perceiu'd that in those times did liue Pierce the wise Plowman in his vision saw Conscience sore hurt yet sorer was affraid The seuen great sinnes to hell him like to draw And to wise Clergie mainly cri'd for aid Falne ere he wist whom perill much did awe On vncleane Priests whil'st faintly he him staid Willing good Clergie t' ease his wretched case Whom these strong Giants hotly had in chase Clergie call'd Friers which neere at hand did dwell And them requests to take in hand the cure But for their Leechcraft that they could not well He listed not their dressing to endure When in his eare Need softly him did tell And of his knowledge more did him assure They came for gain their end which they did make For which on them the charge of soules they take And voluntarie pouertie profest By food of Angels seeming as to liue But yet with them th'accounted were the best That most to their fraternitie doe giue And beyond number that they were increas'd If so quoth Conscience thee may I beleeue Then t' is in vaine more on them to bestow If beyond number like they be to grow The Frier soone feeling Conscience had him found And hearing how Hypocrisie did thriue That many Teachers euery where did wound For which Contrition miserably did grieue Now in deceit to shew himselfe profound His former hopes yet lastly to reuiue Gets the Popes letters whereof he doth shape Him a disguise from Conscience to escape And so towards goodly Vnitie he goes A strong-built Castle standing very hie Where Conscience liu'd to keepe him from his foes Whom lest some watchfull Centinell should spie And him vnto the garrison disclose His cowle about him carefully doth tie Creepes to the gate and closely thereat beate As one that entrance gladly would intreate Peace the good porter readie still at hand It doth vnpin and praies him God to saue And after saluing kindly doth demaund What was his will or who he there would haue The Frier low lowting crossing with his hand Speak with Contrition quoth he I would craue Father quoth Peace your comming is in vaine For him of late Hypocrisie hath slaine God shield quoth he and turning vp the eyes To former health I hope him to restore For in my skill his sound recouerie lies Doubt not thereof if setting God before Are you a Surgeon Peace againe replies Yea quoth the Frier and sent to heale his sore Come neere quoth Peace and God your cōming speed Neuer of help Contrition had more need And for more haste he haleth in the Frier And his Lord