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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	day_n	life_n	night_n	6,421	5	6.6718	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16647	Anniversaries upon his Panarete	Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673.	1634 (1634)	STC 3553; ESTC S119292	10,559	50

wee love What strange impressions leave how strongly move When it cals to us from the Death-bed too And with eyes fixt on heav'n's addrest to goe From this vaine vale these ●…ew but evill daies O what a conflict doth-each accent raise Griefe and affection struggle to inclose them The Heart becomes a Casket to repose them No Syllable is lost nought uttered By that weake-faltring tongue unregistred Knowing that in short space that very tongue Whose weake-breath'd Organs tun'd their dying song And as yet speake and all attention move By friendly accents in their Eares that lov●… Shall in eternall silence be ty'de up And from the Eare of Mortals ever shut So as those dying words you heard before With their sweet sound shall ne're salute you more And such were mine O that the Judge of time Would have repriv'd her to be longer mine But let me not offend Heav'ns pardon me If Passion make me speake too forwardlie Now to her dying words let me descend Sweetly deliver'd while her sweetest end Was now approaching just the very same Though not so moving as from whence they c●…me Sir with a dying-smile these words she spake While her weake-beating pulse my hand did take I 'm going from you and must recommend These little ones now to you at mine end To whom you must father and mother be And in their Image Sir remember me Be it your care next to your supreme care To tender these in whom none h'as a share But yo●…r deare selfe by all my hopes I vow Not one strai'd thought estrang'd their birth from you No●… did you e're conceipt it For wee were By Nuptiall tye fix'd in one sacred spheere Where Twin-like Love such graces did bestow As neither lik'd what th' other lov'd not too Deare your respect to me to you was mine And so were you opinion'd all our time For since I h●…ld the title of a wife I n'ere ey'd pleasing Object all my life But in your pr●…sence and heavens forgive If that delight made me desire to live So constantly was my affection fixt As it was ne're with forraigne fancy mixt But pure as is the Fire Which to requi●…e Let these be in your thought when least in sight These younglins tender in their mothers ●…ye Whom they must want and you are to supply Let them have breeding Sir by your dispose It is a portion that they cannot Iose. Correct them too yet let them understand That their Correction's from a Fathers hand Now with a Mothers Blessing Babes adjeu Your Mother takes her lasting leave of you For you Sir as God's pleased to bestow Much on you so make use of what you know O doe not hide your Tal●…nt in the g●…ound But let your knowing life with fruits abound●… Feare God for love more than for feare of Hell Heav'n be our meeting Dearest Love farewell So now my race is done mine Houre-glasse run Come my Lord Iesu my sweet Iesu come WHAT a choice-curious piece of Clay was this Which gave her forme Which forme sh●…ll be in blisse Cloath'd with immortall beauty and divine Not subject to mortality or time When it shall rise againe and rise it must From this poore shell of Earth or Shrine of dust Where it lies now inter●…'d to re-appeare Fuller of lustre than it shined heere Rankt with triumphant Quires where length of daie●… Is the sole-sov'raigne subject of their praise While her heav'n-mounting Soule with airy wings Sings glorious Paeans to the King of kings Cloze then thy funerall Ode sinc●… thou maist heare This sound from ev'ry mouth to ev'ry Eare Her due deserts this sentence on her gives She dyes to life yet in her death she lives She live●… in fame above the reach of death An●… from her ashes doe such odour●… breath Of her surviving vertues as they prove No death so sweet as th●…irs who goodnesse love For though they seeme unto our Senses dead The Branches of their living actions spread From whence no bloomes nor blossomes onely shoot But to succeeding ages store of frui●… And such was mine once mine now from mine eyes Ta'ne to obtaine a more transcendent prize Than earth could give her and heav'ns will be done My night is comming but her day 's begun In silent passion then or as griefes be When they doe labour of an Extasie Retire and when thousee'st Earth-minded men Bemoane inferiour losses Smile at them And if they aske thee why thou can'st not grieve Tell them Discretion will not give thee leave Vaine griefes can worke no such effect in thee Thy teares are treasur'd for PANARETE If they aske What Shee was bid them heere read If they aske Where Shee is in teares write DEAD FINIS 1 Epitaph FOr rites of holy Church which Christians have Quires of blest Angels sing her to her grave For hallow'd candles vertues give her light And forme a day of a sad funerall night For ●…els good workes which ring so sweet a chime As they doe sound he●… mortally-divine For An●…hems and Memorials of the dead With Saintly Orisons solemnized For Shrines of Raze or monumentall Brasse A living fame her Epitaph I WAS. Cease then your friendly Sorrow 't were a Sin To weepe for Her reserve your teares for Him 2 Epitaph MArch dust more worth thā a kings ransome is Which proverbe may be verifide by ●…his ●…his pretious gage lest here to Earth in trust Who on the sev'nth of March resolv'd to 〈◊〉 Upon her onely Sister 3 Epitaph IN this Vine interred lyes One who clos'd from mortall eyes ●…yes that Day which knowes no night Spheared in her Makers sight Who to crowne her Day with blisse Hath vouchsaf'd to style her his Life so ended is begun Farre from Death when Death h 'as done Upon he●… dearest Fannie 4 Epitaph ILost a Mother for a Grave And by it I two Mothers have Earth and mine owne deare Mother too In whose bare brest I slumber now My corps sleep Mother Earth in thee While Angels sing my Lullabee PANARETIS 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 TEISIS me genuit Sponsatam W●…STRIA cepit Corpus CANDALIVM pectus OLYMPVS habe●… Her Family * In his REMAINES AFTER DEATH Her Fame Her Habit. A modest Descri●…tion of her Person taxing the use of for●…'d Hyperboles Her Providence 〈◊〉 of m●…tallor 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 t●… Princes i●… s●…me 〈◊〉 upon their Election which they wil make ch●…ice of ●…o be their Tombe Us●… of that 〈◊〉 ●…o her appli●…d in h●…r convo●… t●… her bea●…ficall estate DORCAS Needle-works to her applied He●… love ●…xpressed and made 〈◊〉 with that of Caia wif●… to Caius Tranquillus Her Posies The perplexed Sages answere Hee was be thinking himselfe wherein his Spouse ever offended him to allay that 〈◊〉 sorow which had so possest him but could finde none And how Hee never suffici ently prized the height or weight of her lesse ●…ill he fel●… i●… Reasons dictate with Passion Her dying-words at his late and l●…st 〈◊〉 from her 〈◊〉 her childr●…n 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Fath●…rs care Never did one strai'd ●…ought estrange her from him Her vowed affection s●… constantly fixed on him as it never eyed Object with delight but in his presence Choicest vertues our ●…hiefest honours our sweetest odours Hee clozeth her funeral Ode with an Extasie or passionate silence Obiit Mar●…ii vijo Anno Dom. 1633.