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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	body_n	lie_v	soul_n	4,309	5	5.1460	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A34340	The Consecration of Marcellus an ode in memory of the illustrious prince William, Duke of Gloucester.		1700 (1700)	Wing C5900A; ESTC R27912	10,074	24

fill'd his Mind How oft the God the sacred Silence broke What mighty Secrets did he tell● In Mystick Oracle And Great Dark Things to come with 〈◊〉 Passion spoke● Now Now he cries MARCELLUS now To Caesar succeeds and Caesar to 〈◊〉 What Plenty What Pleasure● What Joy without measure● Since this Reigns below● The other Above Then swiftly as he spoke he forward flies Eager to meet the coming Joys But o with too impetuous hast He rashly wings his way And too early and too fast Urging the Promis'd Day He hurries on too far and over-flies his Prey Weary'd and Panting now he Gazes back And Conscious own the Great Mistake MARCELLUS far behind he sees A breathless Trunk extended on the Plain Together with him prostrate lies The Hope and Promis'd Glory of his Reign Nor shall the Body lie Inglorious there Though hardly that deserves our Care Which could no better keep on Earth The mighty Soul that to its Trust was Given But suffer'd it to struggle forth And mounting Native Skies escape to Heaven Yet to his Great Remains be the last Honours paid That may our Duty show and please the smiling 〈◊〉 Already He 's Proclaim'd on high And by his Father Jove decreed a Deny Learn from the Gods ye Romans learn to Give Those Off'rings Virtues such as His desolve Hast hast the Noble Pomp and solemn Show That gives him Altars Vows and Worship here below High on ranking Cedar born Let a vast Pile its lofty Columns rear And lift his glittering Top to upper 〈◊〉 Round it luxurious Sweets their balmy Stores imp● And Goblets in just Spices fixt and fill'd With massy Ore the shining 〈◊〉 All Beauteous be the Frame and form'd with curious 〈◊〉 The Fairest ever deckt great Mars's 〈◊〉 High on the gilded Spire An Eagle stands the Royal Fowl That watches the ascending Fire Prepar'd to snatch the mighty Soul Upon a Golden Bed beneath Let the Lovely Body rest A better Phoenix in its balmy Nest How stately how August it lies Though pale the Looks and dimm the Eyes Yet Charming still and Languishing in Death Around the lower Pile In comely Ranks and equal Distance plac'd Six hundred Beds the painted Neeches fill With Tyrian Purple spread and golden Tresses grac'd CAESAR himself this Gift bestow'd A Gift to Love and Sorrow too To Love and Sorrow for MARCELLUS due Worthy of him who Gave and him to whom 't was ow'd Extended on the Downy Couches ly Prodigious Forms of great Heroick Men Breathing in moving Wax a Second Life A numerous Race a Royal Progeny That weilded well the Sword and 〈◊〉 Employ the Pen Some for their Prudence and their Conduct Crown'd And some for Wars and Toils renown'd And Taming foreign Foes and quelling Factious Strife Numa for Justice and Religion known Who holy Rites like these did first Ordain And Deckt the Temple and Rebuilt the Throne And taught his Subjects to Obey his Successors to Reign● Next Marcius Studious of the Publick Ease And knowing to Adorn and settle Peace Heedless of hardy Arms and costly War Wisely he bent his Royal Care To polish Manners and rudo Subjects awe And both Accomplish't were By good Example a familiar Law Then Julius Great in Peace in Battle Great But in his Virtues too Unfortunate The ghastly Image sinks the bloody Red Mangled his glaring Face and ●shing Head Wounds that late too late shall Heal Sad Marks of Vulgar Rage and stil'd mistaken Zeal Beyond Great 〈◊〉 of the Trojan Race The Temper'd Sons of Venus and of Mars When Warring Families 〈◊〉 combin'd And Good 〈◊〉 Blood 〈◊〉 Great 〈◊〉 join'd Prodigious Names and Wonders of the Age That did the mighty 〈…〉 And with Historick 〈…〉 New Heroes still and still 〈◊〉 Godlike shine Ascending to 〈…〉 They raise the lifted 〈◊〉 And stretch from vast Augustus on as far as Jove Now now begin and let the 〈…〉 And 〈◊〉 with 〈…〉 And thrice the Finish'd 〈…〉 Thrice let the Holy Quire invoke Propitious Gods and Great Palatian Jove With lifted Hands and scented Smoke Thrice let the mingled Shouts ascend the Skies And Sound the mourning Musick thrice 'T is done and see the Black long Train Extended Fills the Hallow'd Plain An Hundred Senators in Sable Robes The Silent march precede Patriots for Wisdom and for Virtue known And Lovers of their Country and their Gods The Ornaments of Caesar's Throne Skillful to Rule in Peace in War to Lead The first Messala Born of Noble Blood A finish'd Roman Wise and Good Who Justice did to Marriage Joys prefer In Virtue strictly Nice and almost too severe Belov'd by all but most to Caesar dear Maecaenas next a Noted Name Familiar to the Muses and to Fame The Common Genius for the pu●iest made And Prodigally spent upon Mankind Always around diffusive spread And like that praise its Merits 〈◊〉 Loyal in Counsel terrible in War In Faith as steddy as in Judgment clear Lover of studious Youth who forward prest And nearest to his great Example bene Patron of Poets and 〈…〉 best That did inspire the Bard and give the him ample Theme Next Cotta in Domestick Vis●●● Town Free Converse Easy Wit and 〈…〉 Fabius for ponder'd Sence and Solid 〈…〉 Piso for Majesty and Lenthius for State And Varius wining equal Praise of Men Whether he mounts the Rostrum or adorns the Scene In that 〈…〉 With 〈…〉 These were the Chiefs did in the 〈…〉 And Patriots next to These in Crowding Ranks succeed Amazing Pomp Prodigious show Such was the Lovely Boy So much their Pride so much their Joy To whom were due these Rites and Universal Woe Behind another Prospect fills the Eye Advancing Youths in shining Armour drest Move to the Great Solemnity Their Sorrow in their Tears and Drooping Looks exprest This was the Valiant Band That once Enjoy'd the Princes first Command How Beautifully sad their Grief appears And what a Charm a Lovely sorrow Wears Their Little Trumpets form a Shriller Noise And Interrupting break the sharter'd Voice The Drums Unbrac'd Rebate that Warlike Sound That once Inspir'd to ●ight and Taught to Wound● No more their Arms or Spoils they Mind But break the Sword and 〈◊〉 the Shield And dragging Spears behind Scrawl with Inverted Points the Furrow'd Field Now let the great Procession end And let the Sacred Quire 〈◊〉 See! See! They come they come● And each his Cypress Crown Immortal Bards in various Measures 〈…〉 And with 〈…〉 To whom indulging Phoebus gave the Art of Verse● And in proportion'd Numbers to 〈…〉 The Pow'rs of Gods and Acts of Men Who next to Gods engage the 〈…〉 Great Masters of the Song and 〈…〉 And Furnisht from the present Fruitful Time Flaccus his ready Lure but lately strung When 〈◊〉 becoming 〈◊〉 the New-born Age he ●ng The Lyrick wandring with unequal Feet Flows so smoothly and so sweet And like Maeander's Streams Partaking both Extremes Swiftly now now slowly glides And forms a thousand Twinings with its Tides Still Rowling to its Fountain back Whence with