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	life_n	raise_v	9,308	5	6.9695	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A07483	The historie of heauen containing the poeticall fictions of all the starres in the firmament: gathered from amongst all the poets and astronomers. By Chrystopher Middleton.	Middleton, Christopher, 1560?-1628.	1596 (1596)	STC 17867; ESTC S110000	12,825	40

eyes vntill the deede were done With present pleasures which breede after woes Raining into her lap so sweete a showre As would haue wonne a thousand women more From that deceitfull daliance Perseus sprong Who after prou'd Heauens champion in their warres Against Medusa that durst offer wrong To Gods and men with her disturbing dares Whose monstrous face orehung with snakie haire Made Heauen tremble and kept earth in feare This souldier armed with Mineruaes shield Plum'd with swift Mercuries aire-beating wings And his bright sword now readie for the field Proud that the Gods would vse him in these things Cuts through the emptie aire and vnseene way That brought him downe where fierce Medusa lay Where in that single combat she orecom'd Humbles her selfe vnto his conquering hand He takes her head and leaues her bodie numbd With deaths cold comfort sprauling on the sand Then with that purchase backe againe he flies To be eternizde for his deare bought prize When as he towring in the emptie aire Sees in the sea a maiden weake and pale Whose semblance seemed that she had been faire Though feare had now oreshadowed in a vaile The faire vermillion tincture of her face And left her there the conquest of disgrace This was Andromeda the Gods had bound Vpon a ruthles rocke to be the pray Of a fierce fish by whom she must be found And for her mothers pride should there decay Proude Cassiopeia that durst hold plea With the faire ofspring of the foming sea Whom Perseus from her painfull prison frees And then at libertie he pleades his loue For whose requitall she straightwaies agrees Vowing her fancie neuer should remoue Vntill diuorcing death to both their paine Should separate their vnited soules againe Thus as these new met louers homewards hies Proud Perseus to his sole commander tels The hidden vertue of his hidious prize How with her lookes all humane power she quels And metamorphizes her gazers on To an vnpenitrable senceles stone At length vnto Sariphus Ile they come Where Perseus grandsire old Acrisus meetes him Glad that his nephew had so happily wonne This hopeles conquest kindly comes and greetes him But looking wishly on the monsters face Turn'd to a stone he stands still in that place When Perseus grieuing at his grandsires death Brought by his meanes to this vnhappie end Casts downe his conquest to the cursed earth And vowes in sorrow his sad dayes to spend Whose hap to helpe the powerfull Gods agree To take him vp amongst this companie Then comes Auriga or the Wagoner Whom Poets say is young Hypolitus Who fled his mothers lust and for the care The Gods requites his continencie thus That sensuall sinners by this meanes may see How heauens remunerats his chastitie By him stands Capra Iupiters kind nurse Who by his mother Ops conueide away From th'execution of his fathers curse To whom the Delphion Oracle did say That by his owne sonne Saturne should be driuen From his great kingdome of all-keeping heauen When Iupiter conueyed from his rage Was by this she-gote fostred in a downe Vntill he came to strength and able age And had depriu'd his father of his crowne Then he rewards his nurse to her content By placing of her in the firmament Next vnto him a mans faire picture stands Composed of xxiiii glorious starres Holding a wreathed Serpent in his hands Striuing as though they two were still at iarres This Esculapius is Apollos sonne That could bring life againe when life was done He when Hippolytus was all to torne By the foule flesh fed iades that drew his carre Setting his limmes againe as they were borne Reuiues them all as erst before they were For such his cunning was in Phisicks skill He could expell deaths danger at his will Whereat the Destinies incenst with wrath Complaines to Iupiter how they were wrong'd By mortall men whose might could conquer death A thing which solely to themselues belong'd Telling him he must curb these forward men Or their aspiring minds would orereach them At which the angrie God shaking his head Throwes downe a thunderbolt that with his weight Hits Esculapius and so strikes him dead But Phoebus hardly brooking of that sight Takes vp his sonne and spite what Ioue can doe Sets him in heauen for to ease his woe Mynos the Cretane King had one sole heire Nam'd Glaucus louely like the Gnidian Doue Straight as the new sprong pine tree and as faire As faire Adonis Cythereos Loue. But hungrie death that all things doth deuoure Cuts vp this bud of beautie fore his flower Whom Esculapius for his former cure Was by constraint inioyned to regaine And to that end the King did there immure This Artist where he now must needes remaine And either bring him back againe his sonne Or let death glorie in the deedes he had done When the poore scholler copte vp with the course Brooking but badly his imprisonment Beguiles the tedious time with a discourse Of wisedomes rule and wils fond gouernment How wisedome this worlds soule should be combinde With a fond wilfull ouerruling mind At last he finds will stronger of the two But wisedome the director of his might For proofe whereof he sees how great beasts bow And humbly casts themselues at wisemens feete Then thinkes he to himselfe it cannot be Will should haue now such conquest ouer me But then he found it how it came to passe Authoritie that will was sometimes in Ietting like Aesopes moralized Asse Vnder the couert of a Lyons skin This is the wofull thing quoth he that still Must keepe Gods wisedome subiect to mans will When to breake off his solitarie muse A Serpent comes to him whereas he sits Which with a staffe he commonly did vse He strikes at and his stroke so surely hits As piercing of the poysoned Serpents head His foe fals downe and at his feete lyes dead Then suddenly from forth another place A second Serpent brings in a faire greene leafe With which touching his fellow straight doth chase Triumphant death and brings lost life reliefe Which done the wormes makes haste to get away And leaues the leafe where the dead Serpent lay At which strange sight the man now halfe amazed Takes vp the leafe and layes it on his skin At whose soft touch the child againe was raised By working of the like effect in him Which Serpent Phoebus for this deed she had done Places in heauen with his happie sonne There is the strong steel'd arrow that did kill The Griph that fed vpon Promethaeus hart Chain'd to the top of Caucasus cold hill Whom Hercules released from that smart The Gods had cast vpon him in their wrath For fetching fire from heauen downe to earth The Eagle's next that Iupiter did send To steale away the wanton smiling boy Whose neuer matched beautie still did lend More meanes of pride to peacock plumed Troy That in the summer of her fayre sprong flower Thought she had robd the Gods of all