Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	child_n	father_n	son_n	6,646	5	5.2190	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B04406	A most excellent ballad of an old man and his wife: who in their want and misery sought to their children for succour, by whom they were disdained, and scornfully sent them away succourless, and Gods vengeance shewed on them for the same. The tune is, Priscilla.		1654-1664? (1664)	Wing M2878A; ESTC R180729	1,534	1

A most Excellent Ballad of an Old man and his Wife Who in their great want and misery sought to their Children for succour by whom they were disdained and scornfully sent them away succourless and Gods vengeance shewed on them for the same The tune is Priscilla I● was an old man with his poor wife in great distresse did fall They were so féeble with age ●ol ●ol they could not work at all A gallant So● they had which lived wealthily To him they went with a full intent to ease their misery Alack and alas for woe A hundred miles when they had gone with many a weary step At length they saw their Sons fair house which made their hearts to leap They fate them on the Gréen their Nose and Shoos to trim They put their hands about their necks against they should enter in Alack c. Vnto the Doore with trembling Ioynts When these Old couple came The Woman with a shaking hand the Old man blind and lame 〈…〉 ly they knockt s 〈…〉 offend At 〈…〉 frowningly came u 〈…〉 in the end Alack c. Good folks qd he what would you have methinks you are too bold Why get you not home to your own country now you are lame and old With that they both reply'd with sorrow care and grief Here are wée come to thée our Son for succour and reliefe Alack c. This is thy Father gentle Son and I thy loving Mother That brought the up so tenderly and lov'd thée above all other I bore thée in this womb these breasts did nourish thée And as it chanc'd I often danc'd thée on my tender knée Alack c. And humbly now wée thée intreat our dear and loving Son That you will doe for us in our age as wée for you have done Now nay not so he said your suit is all in vain 'T is best for you I tell you true to get you home again Alack c. THe world 's not now as when I was born al things are grown more dear My charge of Children likewise is great as plainly doth appear The best that I can doe will hardly them maintain Therefore I say be packing away and get thée home again Alack and alas for woe The Old m●n with his hat in hand full many a Leg did make The Woman wept and wrong her hands and prayd for Christ his sake Not so to send them back distressed and undone But let us lye in some Barn here by quoth she my loving Son Alack c. By no means he would thereto consent but sent them soon away Quoth he you know the parill of the Law if long time here you stay The Stocks and the Whipping-Post shall fall unto your share Then take you héed and with all spéed to your Country repair Alack c. Away then went this wofull Old Man full sad in heart and mind With wéeping tears his Wife did lament their Son was so unkind Thou wicked wretch quoth they for this thy cruell déed The Lord send the as little pitty when thou dost stand in néed Alack c. His Children hearing their Father set his Parents thus at naught In short time after to have his Land his death by subtile wrought What cause have wée quoth they more kindness to express Then he unto his Parents did in their great wretchednesse Alack c. They murdered him in piteous sort they weig'd not his intreats The more he pray'd compassionately the greater were his threats Speak not to us quoth they for thou the death shall dye And with that word with a Dagger sword they mangled him monstrously Alack c. When they had got his Silver and Gold according to their mind They buried him in a stinking Ditch where no man should him find But now hebold and see Gods vengeance on them all To gain their Gold their Cousin came and flew them great and small Alack c. He came among them with great Club● in dead time of the night Yea two of the Sons he brained there with and taking of his flight The Murderer takes was and suffered for the sa● Deserved for that cruelty this vengeance upon them came Alack and alas therefore Alack and alas therefore FINIS London Printed for F. Coles T. Vere and W Gilbertson