Linguistic DNA - Concept Modelling Demonstrator

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	brother_n	great_a	king_n	4,413	5	3.5662	3	false

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A09651	A newe enterlude of vice conteyninge, the historye of Horestes with the cruell reuengment of his fathers death, vpon his one naturill mother. By John Pikeryng ...; History of Horestes	Pikering, John, fl. 1567.	1567 (1567)	STC 19917; ESTC S101918	25,991	42

in punnyshinge of those Which law ne pain froÌ„ waloing still in vice their mind dispose And as thou hast byn chiefes cause of yelding vp they breath So call to minde thou wast the cause of Agamemnons death For which as death is recompence of death so eke with the For kyllinge of my father thou now kylled eke shault be This thinge to se accomplyshyd reuenge with the shall go Now haue her hence sieth that you all my iudgment here do kno Clytemnestra A lacke a lack with drawe thy hand my son from sheding bloud Vyce Thou art a foule thus for to prate this doth Horestes good Com on a way thou doust no more but him with words molest A foulyshe foull that thou wart ded he takes it for the best Clytemnestra Knele downe Yf euer aney pytie was of mother plante in the Let it apeare Horestes myne and showe it vnto me Horestes What pyttie thou on father myne dydest cursedley bestowe The same to the at this present I purpose for to showe Therfore Reuenge haue her a way and as I iudgment gaue So se that she in order lyke her punishment dew haue Let Clytemnestra wepe and go out reueng also Vyce Let me alone com on a way that thou weart out of sight A pestelaunce on the crabyd queane I thinke thou do delyght Him to molest com of in hast and troubell me no more Come on com on it es all in vaine and get you on a fore Horestes Now syeth we haue the conquest got of all our mortall fose Let vs prouide that occasion we do not chaunce to lose Stryke vp your droumes for enter now we wyll the citie gate For nowe resestaunce none there is to let vs in thereat Enter in fame let all the sodyers folow him in araye Fame As eache man bendes him selfe so I report his fame in dede Yf yll theÌ„ yll through iarne truÌ„p his fame doth straigh prosede Yf good then good through golden truÌ„p I blo his lyuely fame through heaueÌ„s throgh earth surgiÌ„g sease I bere abrod the same perhaps what wind me heather driues with in your midÌ„s you muse From Crete I com to you my frends I bring this kind of newse That Agamemnons brother is ariuyd in this land And eke with him his ladey fayre Quene Helen vnderstand Whom for to se a great frequent of people their aryue This newse to shew at this present me heather now dyd driue enter the Vyce singing this songe Vyce A Newe master a newe No lenger I maye Abyde by this daye Horestes now doth rew A new master a new And was it not yll His mother to kyll I pray you how saye you A new master a new Nowe it es to late To shut the gate Horestes gines to rew Fame Deniquod non paruas animo dati gloria vires Et foecunda facit pectora laudis amor As Ouid sayeth I am in dede the spure to each estate For by my troumpe I often cause the wicked man to hate Is fylthey lyfe and eke I stoure the good more good to be So much the hart and will of man is lynked vnto me Vyce A new master a new naye I wyll go Tout tout Horestes is be a newe man Now he sorroweth to bad that it is so Yet I wyll oresse him by his oundes and I can Who Saintie amen God morrowe mystres Nan By his oundes I am glad to se the so trycke Nay may I be so bould at your lyppes to haue a lycke Iesus how coye do you make the same You neauer knew me afore I dare saye In fayth in fayth I was to blame That I made no courchey to you by the waye Who berladye Nan thou art trym and gaye Woundes of me she hath winges also Who whother with a myschefe doust thou thinke for to go To heauen or to hell to pourgatorye or spayne To Venys to pourtugaull or to the eylles Canarey Nay stay a whyle for a myle or twayne I wyll go with the I sweare by saynt marey Wylt thou haue a bote Nan ouer seay the to carey For yf it chaunce for to rayne as the weathers not harde It may chaunce this trym geare of thine to be marde Fame Omnia si perdis famam seruare memento Qua semel amissa postia nullus eris Aboue eache thinge kepe well thy fame what euer that thou lose For fame once gone they memory with fame a way it gose And it once lost thou shalt in south accomptyd lyke to be A drope of rayne that faulyth in the bosom of the sÃ©e Me fame therfore as Ouid thinkes no man hath powre to hold To those with whom I please to dwell I am more rich theÌ„ gold What causid som for countris soyle them selues to perrell cast But that the knew that after death the fame of thers shall last Not on but all do me desiare both good and bad lykewyse As maye apeare yf we perpend of Nerose enterpryse Which first did cause his masters death eke wheras he laye In mothers wound to se in south his mother dyd straight slay With this Horestes eke takes place whose father being slayn throgh mothers gile froÌ„ mothers blod his haÌ„ds could not refraiÌ„e But lyke as he reuengyd the death of father in his eyare So fathers brother in lyke sort Reuenge hath set on fyare For he is gon for to request the ayde of prynces great So sore his hart is set on fyare throught raging rigorus heat What to detarmayne all the kynges of Grece aryued be At Nestores towne that Athens highte their iudgment to decre Vyce Oundes harte and nayles naye now I am drest Is the kinge Menalaus at Athenes aryued And I am be hind to be packinges the best Least the matter in south to sone be contryued Auxilla humilia firma consensus facit this allwayes prouided That consent maketh suckers most sure for to be Well I wyll be their strayght wayse you shall se Go out Fame As Publius doth well declare we ought chefest to se Vnto our selues that nought be don after extremite Abalio expectes alteri quod feceris For loke what mesure thou dost meate the same againe shal be At other tyme at others hand repayde againe to the Therefore I wyshe eache wight to do to others as he would That they in lyke occasion vnto him offer would Wel forth I must som newse to here for fame no where caÌ„ stay But what she hears throughout ye would abrod she doth display Go out Prouicion Make roume and gyue place stand backe there a fore For all my speakinge you presse styll the more Gyue rome I saye quickeley and make no dalyaunce It is not now tyme to make aney taryaunce The kinges here do com therefore giue way Or elles by the godes I wyll make you I saye Lo where my Lord Kynge Nestor doth com And Horestes with him Agamemnons sonne Menelaus a kyng lykewyse of great fame Make rome I saye before their with shame Nestor Nowe

now to this Horestes here let eke the same be showne Be to his heastes obaydient be stoute to take in hand Such enterpryse which he shal thinke most for his state to staÌ„d Which if you do the same is youres the glorey and renoune That shal arise of this your facts throughout the world shal souÌ„d The which you may I pray the godes your gydes here in to be And now farwell but not that well that I haue sayde to ye Sodyeares The godes presarue your grace for aye you defend from wo That we haue don as you coÌ„mauÌ„d ful wel your grace shal kno Idumeus Now harke Horestes sith thou must of men the gyder be And that the wyll of godes it is thou must now part from me Take yet my last commaundement beare it in thy minde Let now they men courragiousnes in the their captayne finde And as thou art courragious so lyke wyse let their be For safegard of thy men a brayne well fraught with pollicye For ouer rashe in doinge ought doth often damage bringe Therfore take councell first before thou dost anye thinge For councell as Plaato doth tell is sure a heauenly thinge And Socrates a certaynte doth say councell doth brynge Of thinges in dout for Lyuy sayes no man shall him repent That hath before he worked ought his tyme in councell spent And be thou lybraull to thy men and gentell be also For the way at thy wil thou mayst haue them through fire to go And he that shall at any tyme deserue ought well of the Soffer him not for to depart tyll well reward he be Thus haue you hard horestes mine remembar well the same In doing thus you shall pourchas to the immortaull fame The which I hope you wyll assaye for to atchife in dede The gods the blis when in the war thou forward shalt procede Horestes I thanke your grace and now of you my leaue I here do take Idumeus Imbrase him Farwell my sonne Horestes I thy partinge yll shall take Yet eare thou go let me imbrace the once I the do praye A lacke alacke that now from me thou must nedes part away Yet whyell thou art in preasent place receaue of me this kys Kys him Farwell good knight for now I shal thy swete imbrasings mys Horestes The sacred godes presarue and saue thy state oh king I pray And send the helth and after death to rayne with him for aye Come on my men let vs depart Sodyers March about and go out As please your grace with all our hart Idumeus Ah ah how greuous is his parting now my councell vnto me The Godes him bles send him helth I pray them hartele Wo worth the time the day and our now may Horestes wayle And Clytemnestra may lament that so she dyd assayle His father deare for now on bloud Horestes mind is set And to reuenge his fathers death sure nought their is can let In voyding of a mischefe smal they haue wrought their decay For now nought elles in Horestes but sore reueng bears sway Councell For to causes my soferayne lord reuengment ought to be The on least others be infecte with that that they shall se Their princes do the other is that those that now be yll May be reuoked and may be taught for to subdew their wyll Plato a wyse phylosopher dyd thinke it for to be A Prynceley facte when as a King shall punnishe seriousley Such persons as dyd trayne their lyfe to follow that was naught that which their priÌ„ce at ani time shal by mischauÌ„ce haue wroght Protegeus an euell kinge a carrayne lykenes to Which all the place about the same to stinke causeth to do Therefore O king if that her faute should vnreuengyd be A thousand euylles would insu their of your grace should se Her faute is great and punnyshment it is worthy for to haue For by that meane the good in south froÌ„ duuÌ„gers may be saufe For lo the vnyuersaull scoll of all the world we knowe Is once the pallace of a kinge where vyces chefe do flow And as to waters from on head and fountayne oft do spring So vyce and vertue oft do flo from pallace of a kinge Whereby the people seing that the kinge adycte to be To prosecute the lyke they all do labor as we se Therfore the gods haue wylled thus Horestes for to take His iorney and a recompence for fatheres death to make Idumeus Sith gods haue wild the same to be good lucke the gods him send Com on my councell now from hence we purpose for to wend Go out Enter Egistus ClyteÌ„nestra singinge this songe to the tune of king Salomon Egistus ANd was it not a worthy sight Of Venus childe kinge Priames sonne To steale from Grece a Ladye bryght For whom the wares of Troye begon Naught fearinge daunger that might faull Lady ladie From Grece to Troye he went with all My deare Lady Clytemnestra When Paris firste ariued there Where as dame Venus worshyp is And bloustringe fame abroade dyd beare His lyueley fame she dyd not mys To Helena for to repayre Her for to tell Of prayse and shape so trym and fayre That dyd exzell Egistus Her beautie caused Paris payne And bare chiefe sweye with in his mynde No thinge was abell to restraine His wyl some waye fourth for to finde Where by he might haue his despyare Lady ladye So great in him was Cupids fyare My deare ladye Clytemnestra And eke as Paris dyd desyear Fayre Helena for to possesse Her hart inflamid with lyke fyear Of Paris loue despiard no lesse And found occasion him to mete In Cytheron Where each of them the other dyd grete The feast vppon Egistus Yf that in Paris Cupides shafte O Clytemnestra toke such place That tyme ne waye he neuer left Tyll he had gotte her comley grace I thinke my chaunce not ill to be Ladye ladye That ventryd lyfe to purchase ye My dere ladye Clytemnestra Kynge Priames sonne loued not so sore The gretian dame they brothers wyfe But she his person estemed more Not for his sake sauinge her lyfe Which caused her people to be slayne With him to flye And he requight her loue a gayne Most faythfullye Egystus And as he recompence agayne The fayre quene Hellyn for the same So whyle I lyue I wyll take payne My wyll alwayes to yours to frame Syth that you haue voutsafe to be Ladye ladye A Queene and ladye vnto me My deare ladye Clytemnestra And as she louyd him best whyle lyfe Dyd last so tend I you to do Yf that deuoyd of warr and stryfe The Godes shall please to graunt vs to Syeth you voutsafest me for to take O my good knyght And me thy ladye for to make My hartes delyghte Egistus As ioyfull as the warlyke god is Venus to behoulde So is my hart repleate with ioye much more a thousand fould Oh Lady deare in that I do posses my hartes delyghte Let the truÌ„pet blowe with in What menes this

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