Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	dead_a	die_v	lord_n	6,321	5	4.0478	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A27379	Bellum belgicum secundum, or, A poem attempting something on His Majesties proceedings against the Dutch		1665 (1665)	Wing B1860; ESTC R5210	3,911	11

poysonous creatures do less harm Nor is' t to schismaticks unfitly given It being the farthest in the world from heaven The day is come and red out of the floud Rises the Sun as if he 'd set in bloud Our Fleet into a fair half-moon is spread But such as no Eclipse e're suffered The Moon her self doth not such light dispence And on the sea hath lesser influence The Dutch advance in the same form made out The English entertain them with a shout Which makes the Welkin tremble Enemy start And through the ear does thunderclap the heart Strange power of tongue and mighty strength of breath Such could he speak would be the voice of death Here hope and fear do vary ne're did we Our selves so strong our foe so potent see Both terrible and numberless appear Like to the rugged waves which do them bear Blinde fortune had she eyes might justly pause There seems to be no odds but in the Cause The Battel is strait joyn'd the Cannons roar The Ships receive some blows the Sea-men more Who from their desperate wounds new courage take As if the losse of bloud did spirits make The gazing heavens stand aloof and wonder Learning from them to lighten and to thunder The frightned sea under the noise doth quake The neighbouring Islands round about do shake Huge clouds of smoak do interrupt the light Equally scattering round horrour and night Here water doth the leaking ship invade What was before support is ruine made There flames the vessell and the men surround And 't is a happiness for to be drown'd Some therefore leap into a hollow wave Clos'd like the Ant in a Pellucid grave Some in the Funerall Bonefires stoutly burn While the ship doth supply Faggot and Urn. Me thinks I see how the flames upward rowl Making the body mount after the soul And lest the Conquerour should Trophees forbid The fire it self doth raise a Pyramid Th' English had fainted but a nobler flame Inspir'd their souls at thought of Charles his Name Who absent doth not let the Victory pause Acting it like some Universall cause For a firm constancy we hope in vain Unless the cause which first made do sustain Here brave Prince Rupert so well known to fame Does prove himself for to be still the same Their idle shot he gallantly defies Till he come fully up and then replies Ruine attends each bullet and not one But carries with it sure destruction Not long ere Opdams head does upward fly His dull Dutch fancy never soar'd so high Yet his trunk keeps the chair so kinde is fate To let him die as well as live in State Then down he plunges with Ship men and all And visits Pluto like a Generall Our Duke had hitherto but little gain'd The dubious Victory being yet maintain'd By his sole conduct to which gentle source He is resolv'd to joyn his valours force When the united torrent stronger flows And by an interruption fiercer grows For on both sides Lords dead and wounded lie Whose noble purple doth his garments die Therefore he will no longer represent But be an army Thousands here are sent Into the deep to shew his pious rage Death does not kill so many in an age Where e're he moves destruction makes his way And turns the Channell into a Red Sea His acts would be thought miracles to the Dutch Did they not exercise the sense so much The Hollanders grow weary of the Fight Their Wings can serve them now only for Flight Thus both Fleets represent two Moons again The English Crescent and the Dutch i' th' Wain Whilst others gather spoils Great Sir return Let not your conquest without triumph mourn The Vermine so dissected cannot meet Nor have they wood to make another Fleet Their Lion will ne're ramp it as before In vain without a Forrest must he roar The Tempest now is o're the Sea is clear And the Kings-fisher begins to appear Our Merchants may with profit plow the main And know with certainty for whom they gain Charles next to God does bear the greatest sway For he makes both the Winds and Seas obey Let then each Church give thanks and every Bell Ring out both Englands joy and Hollands knell FINIS