Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	breath_n	die_v	life_n	4,005	5	4.5802	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20695	A pilgrimes solace VVherein is contained musicall harmonie of 3. 4. and 5. parts, to be sung and plaid with the lute and viols. By Iohn Douland, Batchelor of Musicke in both the vniuersities: and lutenist to the Right Honourable the Lord Walden.	Dowland, John, 1563?-1626.	1612 (1612)	STC 7098; ESTC S106690	15,294	50

dye blessed Then to liue to liue thus distressed CANTVS VIII TEll me true Loue where shall I seeke thy being In thoughts or words in vowes or promise making In rea sons lookes or pas sions ij neuer seeing In men on earth or wo mens minds partaking Thou canst not dye and therefore li uing therefore liuing tell me where is thy seate is thy seate thy seate Why why doth this age expell thee 2 When thoughts are still vnseene and words disguised vowes are not sacred held nor promise debt By passion reasons glory is surprised in neyther sexe is true loue firmely set Thoughts fainde words false vowes and promise broken Made true Loue flye from earth this is the token 3 Mount then my thoughts here is for thee no dwelling since truth and falshood liue like twins together Beleeue not sense eyes eares touch taste or smelling both Art and Nature 's forc'd put trustin neyther One onely shee doth true Loue captiue binds In fairest brest but in a fairer minde O fairest minde enrich'd with Loues residing retaine the best in hearts let some seede fall In stead of weeds Loues fruits may haue abiding at Haruest you shall reape encrease of all O happy Loue more happy man that findes thee Most happy Saint that keepes restores vnbindes thee ALTVS Repetition VIII TEll me Thou canst Thou thou canst not dye and there fore therefore liuing tell me tell mee where is thy seate ij why doth this age expell thee BASSVS VIII TEll me true Loue. Thou thou canst not dye and therefore liuing tell me tell me where is thy seate thy seate where is thy seate why doth this age expell thee TENOR Repetition VIII TEll me Thou canst Thou thou canst not dye and there fore liuing there fore li uing tell me tell mee where is thy seate thy seate why doth this age ij ex-pell ex-pell thee ALTVS IX GOe nightly cares Goe nightly cares the enemy to rest Forbeare forbeare a while to vexe my grieued sprite So long so long your weight so long ij your weight hath lyne vpon my breast that loe I liue that loe I liue ij of life bereaued quite O giue me time to draw my weary breath Or let me dye as I de sire the death ☞ Welcome sweete death ij ij ☜ sweet death wel-come Oh life no life A hell Then thus and thus I bid the world fare well CANTVS IX GOe nightly cares BASSVS IX GOe nightly cares False world farewell the enemy to rest now doe thy worst I doe not weigh thy spight Free from thy cares I liue for euer blest Enioying peace and heauenly true delight Delight whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state And thus I leaue thy hopes thy ioyes vntrue and thus and thus vaine world againe adue CANTVS To my louing Country-man Mr. Iohn Forster the younger Merchant of Dublin in Ireland X FRom silent night true re gister of moanes From saddest Soule consumde with deepest sinnes From hart quite rent with sighes with sighes and heauie groanes My way ling Muse her woe her woe her wofull worke beginnes And to the world brings tunes of sad despaire And to the world brings tunes of sad despayre Sounding nought else but ☞ sorrow sorrow nought else ij but sorrow nought else but sor row ☜ griefe and care and CANTVS X. FRom silent BASSVS X. FRom silent 2 Sorrow to see my sorrowes cause augmented and yet lesse sorrowfull were my sorrowes more Griefe that my griefe with griefe is not preuented for griefe it is must ease my grieued sore Thus griefe and sorrow cares but how to grieue For griefe and sorrow must my cares relieue 3 If any eye therefore can spare a teare to fill the well-spring that must wet my cheekes O let that eye to this sad feast draw neere refuse me not my humble soule beseekes For all the teares mine eyes haue euer wept Were now too little had they all beene kept ALTVS XI LAsso vita mia mi fa morire Lasso vita mia mi fa mi fa morire Crudel crudel amor mio cor con sume Da mille mille mille ferite ij mille mille feri te Che mi fa ij ij morir morir Ahi me Ahi me Deh che non mi fa morire morire Deh che non mi fa morire mi fa morire Crudel ij a mor crudel cru del ij amor mi fa sofrir mille mar ☞ tire mille mille mille mar-tire mi fa sofrir mille martire mille mille mille ij mille mille martire ☜ mi fa so frir mille ij mar tire marti re CANTVS XI LAsso BASSVS XI LAsso CANTVS XII IN this trembling trembling shadow cast from those boughes which thy wings shake Farre from humane trou bles hu mane troubles trou bles plac'd Songs to the Lord to the Lord would I make Dark nesse ij from my minde then take For thy rites thy rites none may begin Till they feele thy light ij with in As I sing sweete flowers I le strow from the fruitfull vallies brought Praising him by whom they grow him that heauen and earth hath wrought him that all things framde of nought Him that all for man did make But made man for his owne sake Musicke all thy sweetnesse lend while of his high power I speake On whom all powers else depend but my brest is now too weake trumpets shrill the ayre should breake All in vaine my sounds I raise Boundlesse power askes boundlesse praise ALTVS XII IN this trembling trembling sha dow In this trembling trembling shadow cast from those boughes which thy windes thy windes shake Far from humane troubles far from hu mane trou bles plac'd Songs to the to the Lord would I make Songs to the Lord would I make Darknesse from my mind my minde then take For thy rites none none may begin thy rites thy rites none may none may begin Till they feele they feele thy light within Songs c. BASSVS XII IN this trembling trembling shadow cast from those boughes which thy windes shake thy windes shake Far from humane trou bles humane troubles plac'd Songs to the Lord to the Lord songs would I make Darknesse from my minde my minde then take For thy rites none none may begin thy rites none may begin Till they feele they feele thy light with in Songs c. TENOR XII IN this trembling trembling sha dow In this trembling trem-bling sha dow cast from those boughes which thy windes shake cast cast from those boughes which thy windes shake thy windes shake Farre from hu mane trou bles humane troubles plac'd Songs to the Lord to the Lord would I make to the Lord would I make Darke nesse from my minde my minde then take For thy rites thy rites none may begin thy rites thy rites none none may begin Till they feele thy light thy light with in Songs c. CANTVS XIII IF that a sinners sighes be Angels