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	soul_n	world_n	13,005	5	4.9109	4	true

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A18733	A feast full of sad cheere vvhere griefes are all on heape: where sollace is full deere, and sorrowes are good cheape.	Churchyard, Thomas, 1520?-1604.	1592 (1592)	STC 5231; ESTC S104981	9,770	20

beares in brest to Country such great loue and zeale As still they doe their best to serue both Prince Common-weale Let Fraunce Scotland both and Ireland shew in louing sort His duety and his troth bid all those Realmes yeeld true report And tell me who can say now borne in this our Brittish soyle He passed cleere this day through such great roomes without some foyle And last in Court of all Sir Iames Acroffts Controller was That credite i 〈…〉 ot small that place through many perrils passe Yet that and 〈◊〉 he rest of honors he possessed heere Fild neyther purse nor chest for he bought all those honors deere VVith losse of time and wealth and dreadfull dangers day and night To hazard life and health and all he had for Countryes right Yea in his brauest boast when he in greatest fauour stood And profits deserud most the Princes died should doe him good Saue one a Queene most rare to whom great God great grace dooth send Tooke of his case som care thought to help him in the end But ere the comfort came his blaze and candle cleane went out And meeke milde as lambe that doth no death nor danger doubt He tooke his last farewell and so lost life lands goods and all To her he serued well so long as he was at her call Loe what mishaps men haue to rise and rule and gouerne mych Yet going to their graue the world may see they die not rych A signe they had no hord but had their hope in Prince and troth By seruice and by sword to purchase fame and treasure both Now lowe in earth he lies that hie did sit and beare great sway Tyll he and wee shall rise and heare our doome at Iudgement day FINIS Sir William Winter Knight his Epitaphe WHat mourning verse or careful cries shal serue where sadnes floes Where soking sighes and blobred eyes a world of sorrowe shoes Be still and mute ô house of ioy giue groning griefe some place Turne sollace sweet to sowre annoy that soone is scene in face Let gladsome mirth goe where it please make woe a welcome guest Bid each delight and wished ease dislodge from troubled brest Let sports and pleasures silent be and name no earthly blis For heauy harts doe best agree where death and dollor is So if you shape your selues to heare what did by death befall This verse may chaunce to change your cheare make you mourne withall A knight here lies but late aliue who purchast pereles praise Who nobly long for fame did striue by seruise sundry waise On sea and land a happy man that bore a Lyons hart Who honor wealth worship wan throw sword and due desart His skill and councell gaue great grace where martial people were And where he shewd his manly face he put his foes in feare A victor that brought conquest home from many a fight and field A Champion that in hard attempts had rather die then yield A chieftain oft that might commaund both ships men good store A gallant guide that throw would goe and leade them all before His presence promisd good successe of all he tooke in hand A cheerefull comfort in distresse a lode-star of our Lande A worthy that had great regard of charge and liues of men A wight in world right well preferd by sword but not by pen. Most graue of words and stout of mind ful constant firme and fast Not turnd like weltring waues with wind nor sturd by storme or blast A targe of proofe to publique state of iudgement deepe and great That could of Countries weale debate like Sage in Senate seate A sparke of Mars by speech lookes wherein the world might spy A warlike mind a worthy head a hart and courage hye His seruice last on sea declard what kinde of man he was Whose worth is of as great regard as gold is from the glasse VVhat want of him haue we the while to leese this Iewell now VVhose valour showne amid this Ile lyke pearle in princely brow Come Souldiours then with drum and fife and sound his deere adue Lament the losse of Winters life in black sad mourning hue Come Captaines all both rich and poore with shot Armor bright And traile your Collours on the flowre in honor of this Knight Come wofull babes come sun and ayre cast off your garments gay And clap on robes of deepe dispaire to waile this dismall day Cold death hath doone vs all this wrong by griefe that body bred For Winter might haue liued long and had not now beene dead If Death gaue not consent thereto that lyes like priuie watch But loe what Cannon could not doe Death made thereof dispatch Yet at the brūt of all this broyle whē conscience cast account How soone the life should leaue this soile and where the soule should mount He held vp hands with staied thought to highest clowdes aboue And so set all the world at nought and died as meeke as Doue We hope the heauens haue embrast the soule we could not keepe And that by grace is Winter plast in Abrams brest to sleepe FINIS The good Maister VVilliam Holstocks Epitaph Controller of the Queenes Maiesties Nauie MVse not to see this man in Tombe all flesh to graue must goe Death calls for life ere day of doome to pay the debt we owe. 〈◊〉 went from world when worlds good wil embrast him eu'ry where For whom his friends sits wayling still and sheds full many a teare What taketh breath and life must die the best and worst takes leaue What comes from earth in earth must lie els we our selues deceaue Then worldlings waile the dead no more he liues dwels in skye For Holstocke did but goe before to learne vs all to die In youth this forward Martiall man was still in seruice great Where he much fame and credite wan through many a warlike feate In age his care of Country such as he lou'd nothing more Whereon he could not talke too much if cause fel out therefore Hys courage alwaies him prefard whiles he in world did liue To worthy place of great regard which Prince did freely giue As he increast to wished wealth or worship through desart He shewd in sicknes and in health a cheerefull librall hart Held house and plentious table still full long and many a yeere Did welcome guests with great good wil that came to tast his cheere Made much of all good vertuous men and what so ere befell Was glad and pleasant now and then with those he liked well Full wise in deede and waer of word and carefull of his charge And alwaies free and francke at boord where his expence was large Belou'd and praisd of poore and rich and prayd for sundry waies Good Holstocke shall be missed much in these hard needy daies A conscience cleere a fayth most fearme a currant stampe of truth Kept touch and promise time and tearme fearde God in age