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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	day_n	die_v	end_n	4,289	5	5.3574	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A12775	Daphnaïda An elegie vpon the death of the noble and vertuous Douglas Howard, daughter and heire of Henry Lord Howard, Viscount Byndon, and wife of Arthure Gorges Esquier. Dedicated to the Right honorable the Lady Helena, Marquesse of Northampton. By Ed. Sp.	Spenser, Edmund, 1552?-1599.	1591 (1591)	STC 23079; ESTC S111271	9,622	24

and all in it I hate Because it changeth euer too and fro And neuer standeth in one certaine state But still vnstedfast round about doth goe Like a Mill wheele in midst of miserie Driuen with streames of wretchednesse and woe That dying liues and liuing still does dye So doo I liue so doo I daylie die And pine away in selfe-confuming paine Sith she that did my vitall powres supplie And feeble spirits in their force maintaine Is fetcht fro me why seeke I to prolong My wearie daies in dolor and disdaine Weep Shepheard weep to make my vnder song 6 Why doo I longer liue in lifes despight And doo not dye then in despight of death Why doo I longer see this loathsome light And doo in darknesse not abridge my breath Sith all my sorrow should haue end thereby And cares finde quiet is it so vneath To leaue this life or dolorous to dye To liue I finde it deadly dolorous For life drawes care and care continuall woe Therefore to dye must needes be ioyeous And wishfull thing this sad life to forgoe But I must stay I may it not amend My Daphne hence departing bad me so She bad me stay till she for me did send Yet whilest I in this wretched vale doo stay My wearie feete shall euer wandring be That still I may be readie on my way When as her messenger doth come for me Ne will I rest my feete for feeblenesse Ne will I rest my limmes for frailtie Ne will I rest mine eyes for heauinesse But as the mother of the Gods that sought For faire Eurydice her daughter deere Throghout the world with wofull heauie thought So will I trauell whilest I tarrie heere Ne will I lodge ne will I euer lin Ne when as drouping Titan draweth neere To loose his teeme will I take vp my Innne Ne sleepe the harbenger of wearie wights Shall euer lodge vpon mine ey-lids more Ne shall with rest refresh my fainting sprights Nor failing force to former strength restore But I will wake and sorrow all the night With Philumene my fortune to deplore With Philumene the partner of my plight And euer as I see the starres to fall And vnder ground to goe to giue them light Which dwell in darknes I to minde will call How my faire Starre that shinde on me so bright Fell sodainly and faded vnder ground Since whose departure day is turned to night And night without a Venus starre is found But soone as day doth shew his deawie face And calls foorth men vnto their toylsome trade I will withdraw me to some darksome place Or some deepe caue or solitarie shade There will I sigh and sorrow all day long And the huge burden of my cares vnlade Weep Shepheard weep to make my vndersong 7 Hence foorth mine eyes shall neuer more behold Faire thing on earth ne feed on false delight Of ought that framed is of mortall moulde Sith that my fairest flower is faded quight For all I see is vaine and transitorie Ne will be helde in anie stedfast plight But in a moment loose their grace and glorie And ye fond men on fortunes wheele that ride Or in ought vnder heauen repose assurance Be it riches beautie or honors pride Be sure that they shall haue no long endurance But ere ye be aware will flit away For nought of them is yours but th' onely vsance Of a small time which none ascertaine may And ye true Louers whom desastrous chaunce Hath farre exiled from your Ladies grace To mourne in sorrow and sad sufferaunce When ye doo heare me in that desert place Lamenting lowde my Daphnes Elegie Helpe me to wayle my miserable case And when life parts vouchsafe to close mine eye And ye more happie Louers which enioy The presence of your dearest loues delight When ye doo heare my sorrowfull annoy Yet pittie me in your empassiond spright And thinke that such mishap as chaunst to me May happen vnto the most happiest wight For all mens states alike vnstedfast be And ye my fellow Shepheards which do feed Your carelesse flocks on hils and open plaines With better fortune than did me succeed Remember yet my vndeserued paines And when ye heare that I am dead or slaine Lament my lot and tell your fellow swaines That sad Alcyon dyde in lifes disdaine And ye faire Damsels Shepheards dere delights That with your loues do their rude hearts possesse When as my hearse shall happen to your sightes Vouchsafe to deck the same with Cyparesse And euer sprinckle brackish teares among In pitie of my vndeseru'd distresse The which I wretch endured haue thus long And ye poore Pilgrimes that with restlesse toyle Wearie your selues in wandring desert wayes Till that you come where ye your vowes assoyle When passing by ye read these wofull layes On my graue written rue my Daphnes wrong And mourne for me that languish out my dayes Cease Shepheard cease and end thy vndersong Thus when he ended had his heauie plaint The heauiest plaint that euer I heard sound His checkes wext pale and sprights began to faint As if againe he would haue fallen to ground Which when I saw I stepping to him light Amooued him out of his stonie swound And gan him to recomfort as I might But he no waie recomforted would be Nor suffer solace to approach him nie But casting vp asdeinfull eie at me That in his traunce I would not let him lie Did rend his haire and beat his blubbred face As one ●●●osed wilfullie to die That I sore ●●●u'd to see his wretched case Tho when the pang was somewhat ouerpast And the outragious passion nigh appeased I him desirde sith daie was ouercast And darke night fast approched to be pleased To turne aside vnto my Cabinet And staie with me till he were better eased Of that strong stownd which him so sore beset But by no meanes I could him win thereto Ne longer him intreate with me to staie But without taking leaue he foorth did goe With staggring pace and dismall lookes dismay As if that death he in the face had seene Or hellish hags had met vpon the way But what of him became I cannot weene FINIS