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	youth_n	youthful_a	19	3	10.2889	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16663	The last trumpet: or, a six-fold Christian dialogue Viz, 1 Betweene death, the flesh, and the soule. 2 Between the Divell, the flesh, and the world. ... 6 Betweene the soule and the city of God. Translated from the elegant Latine prose of Richard Brathvvait Esquire, into English verse, by Iohn Vicars.; Novissima tuba. English	Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673.; Vicars, John, 1579 or 80-1652.	1635 (1635)	STC 3569; ESTC S106132	46,858	112

thy presence precious gaines De. All 's one to me the youngling or the sage Fl. Alas what profit's then in youthfull age Since youth and old age have but one condition And must submit to Fates most dire commission De. Indeed if thou dost their condition eye They both are subject to Mortality But if their probable-departure hence Thou mayst discerne this onely difference As young-men soone may dye though ere so strong So old-men can't alive continue long Death is for old-men ever at the gate For young-men he with nets and snares doth wait To old-men he is still before their eyes To young-men close behinde their backes he lyes Death is the child hood of weake infancie Death is the lad-age of our childe-hoodry Death is the youth of our lad-age estate Death is the manly-hood of youthfull fate Death is the old-age of our man-hood stout Death after old age doth decrepid flout For Death is of Decrepid-age the Death And thus t is plaine that None that ere drew breath Could sheltred be in such a close estate But Death made entrance in Him soone or late Fl. Alas I surely thought but plainly see I did but gull my selfe that None like Mee So lusty lively in their youthfull-blood So fresh in flower of age so quickly shood Be nipt and cropt but might make truce with death And so enjoy a longer happier breath De. O no for short is that felicity Which still is tended with fragility Fl. Ah though t is short yet who desires it not De. He that a tyresome tedious life hath got Fl. Yet euen he would scape death if he might De. Hast thou nere heard or read those lessons right That 't is farre best not to be borne at all Or soone to leave this life most tragicall That dead than living are in happier state That nought than Sleepe does Death more personate That Death 's the hav'n of ills the help 'gainst woe The onely easer of all griefes that grow That all must dye that death concludes all strife That death is better happier farre than life Fl. That I have read them oft to minde I call But held none true and so forgot them all De. It seemes indeed th' are all slipt out of minde Fl. True for those things in which no joy we finde We scarce beleeve and eas'ly let them goe De. But say think'st thou that thou shalt die or no Fl. I thinke I shall but yet withall I hope The day 's farre off ere Death with me will cope De. We hope things good we hate things that are bad And what can worse be either held or had Than a continuall warfare jarre and strife And still to prop a transitorie life Fle. O but what ere does please gives ease to all De. And canst thou that a pleasant passage call Which is encombred with so many Straites Whereon fierce famine thirst and labour waits Crosses and losses and a sea of woe Which from corrupted life doe fleet and flow Fl. Men us'd to paine are not so passionate And we are so inur'd to such a state And daily so acquainted with all these That we scarse feele them or though felt they plese De. Wouldst thou not count it a choice benefit If one would thee of these dire fetters quit Fl. Yes I should hold it the best favour found If first I could beleeve that I am bound De. Peace peace for shame canst thou not plainely see Lifes discommodities base bonds to be Fl. O spare me prethee till I think them so Till I beleeve them such pray let me goe De. Nay now I smell thy Foxe-like fallacie I 'll not doe so nor shalt thou so me tye As once one did who spying me draw neere And brandishing this fatall-Sithe I beare Still in my hand This onely suit did make That with my deadly dart I would not take His life from him untill he quite had done His deepe devotions pious prayers begun Which finished hee 'd thanke me very much And quietly to dye would never grutch I having ea●●ly granted his petition And bound my selfe by oath to this condition Not once to touch him till he quite had ended His orizons and prayers so pretended He instantly left off left me deluded And from that time he with himselfe concluded And made a vow he never Death would pray To spare him more unto his dying-day Mayd 't is most easie never to beleeve Things we desire not and which most us grieve But I will deale with thee another way And cause thee instantly aside to lay This vicious most pernicious fond opinion Then lend an eare put off thou wanton Minion Thy carnall-nicenesse for I 'll now declare Things which to thee most wholsome healthsome are Hee 's teachable that diligently heares Shew thy selfe such and lend me thy prest eares So shalt thou surely understand and finde That I have herein bin to thee most kinde Fl. O Death I 'll heare thee most attentively But O I would not have thee in mine eye De. Then shut thine eyes onely set ope thine eares And now first tell me how thou spend'st thy yeares How thou employst thy selfe what paines dost take What dost thou daily thy chiefe pleasure make That thou art so much taken and delighted With Lifes false fleeting sweets more fitly slighted Fl. O Sir my Exercises be most sweet And to my nature every way most meet I feele no frying heat nor freezing cold My hand did never wheele or distaffe hold My heart in serious studies I nere pent To sweeter pleasures I my selfe have bent Namely in delicate delights to flow To please my tooth to publike sports to goe To swim in luscious liquor sparkling wine To be arayd in vestures rich and fine To be a guest at banquets nuptiall-feasts To be at Playes and other joviall-jests To dance lascivious measures spend the nights With youthfall Gallants juvenile delights On rich embroydered beds of Doune to lie My flesh in sweet hot bathes to clarifie Finely to feed fully to sleepe and snort To fill my flesh with pleasures of each sort De. But that thou maist thine own prime-state review And take a just account and reckoning true How thou hast spent each day from morn to night What speciall work does this taske expedite Fl. I never worke nor any worke desire My onely businesse is earths joyes t' acquire De. What joyes are they I prethee to me show Sure they be rare whence such rare love doth grow Fl. My chiefest care is for my cloaths and meat My dainty breakfast in my bed to eate Which is provided in such costly wise That nothing wants my palate to suffice This proeme past that all things may concurre To answer my desires in bed I stirre And rowle my selfe by soft-degrees most slow As when a doore smooth on the hinge doth goe And thus a sweet and soaking nap I take Desirous nothing more to shun forsake Then forreine quarrels and domesticke strife From publike tumults to preserve my

a life austere and rough Ile finde you merrier mates if you 'll forsake Your closet and with me worlds joyes partake My lovely Lady heereupon replies How merrily at Dice the time hence flies How muddily at Prayers it stickes and stayes How still it steales away at sports and playes How slow it seemes to goe how tedious spent When at Gods worship we are most intent And thus my Mistresse heereto condiscends And ready eares to my allurement lends De. It seemes then that the mayd her mistresse sways Fl. Most true For she in nothing me gaine-sayes But alwayes holds me as her merriest mate Hugs me with kisses does me consolate We be as one `wee 'gree as one in all Namely that we quench nor the sparkles small Of our sweet Loves deare lusts but them fulfill Not to deterre but to preferre them still De. Thus thou O flesh given as thy Mistresse ayde Art her destruction and chiefe scandall made Fl. O Sir y' are much mistaken in the thing Rather much joy and solace I her bring De. Thou dost not ioy but her annoy with woe Fl. Nay then farewell Sir if you censure so De. Farewell nay soft ther 's no way to evade For yet more talke I have thus long delayde Nay whimper not you doe but beat the ayre If for your strugling you thinke I 'll you spare Fl. Let me alone or I aloud will cry If thou provok'st me with thy cruelty De. Canst thou accuse me now of fornication Fl. No but for theft I 'll bring mine accusation De. Indeed if accusations may suffice The innocentest party guilty lyes But can it by thy nimble wit be showne To be a theft to claime and take mine owne Fl. If those two Pronounes mine and thine might cease The worlds deep discord would not so encrease De. How right thou hit'st the nayle yea pamper'd flesh Whiles thou dost live jars wil arise afresh I tell thee Wench thy white skin painted face Does in a Realme raise more contentions base Than all thy Ladies utmost art or skill And strength of wit is able ere to still But I have caught thee now and thou art mine I 'll now take care to end thy cheats most fine Fl. O I had rather run into a Stewes Than such a spighted Spittle-House to choose De. I easily beleeve thee but now know Thou must such Brothell-houses quite forgoe Death to the Suburbs now hath made his way Then neer the walls thou inmate canst not stay Fl. What dost thou meane to touch me raw-bon'd face De. To give thee now a deadly cold embrace Fl. Most irkesome and unpleasant are esteem'd Th' embraces of a wooer ugly deem'd But what is Death in love with flesh I pray De. Yes eagerly thy flesh to turne to clay Fl. Thou needs must be in love who art in want De. I therefore covet 'cause I feele such scant Fl. Will not a piece of me give thee content De. No by no meanes for ti 's most evident That deaths devouring jawes no parts will take But all or nothing is his proper stake Fl. Yet many Gallants full of youthfull heate Famous for beauty brave and bodies neate Have thought themselves t' have got an ample prey If on these roseall lips they could but lay And fixe one onely kisse and wisht no more And yet must thou worne lancke and thin all-ore And as thou seemst to me bloodlesse and bare Have me all-whole as thine insatiate share De. I will not bare one inch I le have thee full Fl. Oh! whither dost thou thus me hale and pull De. Even to my horrid-house of clay the Grave Fl. O! must thou such an expiation have Must my fayre corps fill-up an uglie urne De. It must indeed and must to dust returne Fl. And what companions shall I therein finde De. Onely great crawling wormes bred of thy kinde Fl. O! wilt thou not me spare but one yeere more De. No not one howre I told thee so before A Statute-Law heerein doth on me lie And I my charge must discharge instantly Fl. What Instantly Ay me most wofull wretch Spare me but till I doe my Mistresse fetch For she alas doth little dreame of thee Or of thy now so neere approach to me De. Indeed I thinke no lesse for I beleeve Thou friendlier entertaynment wouldst me give If more familiarly thou didst me know But hence such strangenesse doth betweene us grow And hence I am your so unwelcome guest 'Cause scarce one thought of me is ere exprest Yet call her foorth I le promise make nere doubt I le thee not touch before she first comes out Fl. O Mistresse Mistresse are you now asleepe More sound than ere you us'd that hence you keepe Soule Thou art deceiv'd Mayd if thou thinkest so That ever I did sleepe I doe not know But what 's the newes what is the cause and case That thou me call'st with such a frighted face Fl O Mistresse ther 's extreme necessity Faln on us both for most impetuously A stranger knockes at doore of horrid hew And if I may speake what I thinke is true Of fierce aspect a most deformed creature And every way of most uncomely feature He stands without but spite of you or me He plainly threats that he let-in must be So. Who is 't I prethee that so saucily Behaves himselfe what Is 't not fit that I Should mistresse be of mine bid him let 's see What right he has to enter then tell me Fl. Tender indulgent Mistresse I you pray Your tender Mayden Flesh I neither may Nor dare so much as looke him in the face Much lesse expostulate with him the case I would not for a thousand worlds and more Goe backe againe alone to him to th' doore So gastly ghostly frightfull spritelike he Fierce furious fatall doth appeare to me So. Then tell me prethee what may be his name Or whence this formidable creature came Fl. Aske him your selfe I pray a monster sure O I cannot to talke with him endure For such bold liberty of speech he us'd And me without least blushing so abus'd As that he me his Paramour did call And on me layd his fatall Pawes withall Onely he herein shew'd some courtesie And plighted promise to me seriously That untill you deare Mistresse came out hence He would not on me use his violence So. Alas poore foole and what wilt thou then be When I thy Mistresse Soule goe out of thee Nothing alas but a poore karkasse dead On which foule crawling worms must full be fed But I 'll goe meet him and doe what I may Timely to tame his pride Who art thou say De. I am the utmost end of every thing Fl. O Mistresse goe not neere him feare his sting O if you love me send him soone away By treats or threats by force or fullest pay By any meanes we must him quickly quaile And packe him hence or our whole house will faile So. Peace peevish wench I 'll forth talke with him