Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	flesh_n	life_n	spirit_n	9,701	5	5.4408	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A19264	Funeral teares For the death of the Right Honorable the Earle of Deuonshire. Figured in seauen songes, whereof sixe are so set forth that the wordes may be exprest by a treble voice alone to the lute and base viole, or else that the meane part may bee added, if any shall affect more fulnesse of parts. The seauenth is made in forme of a dialogue, and can not be sung without two voyces. Inuented by Iohn Coprario.	Coperario, John, 1570 (ca.)-1626.	1606 (1606)	STC 5679; ESTC S107252	5,090	22

pilgrim tir'd in the mid╌way like the earth it selfe halfe shading So thy picture so thy picture shewes to me but onely the one halfe of thee O sweete flower too quicklie fading Like a Winter sunshine day Poore pilgrim tir'd in the midway Like the Earth it selfe halfe shading So thy picture shewes to mee But onely the one halfe of thee 2 O deare Ioy too swiftly flying From thy loues enchanted eyes Proud glorie spread through the vast skies Earth of more then earth enuying O how wondrous hadst thou been Had but the world thy whole life seene II. BASSO II. ALTO O Sweete flower O sweete flower too quickly fa╌ding like a Winter Sunne╌shine day poore Pilgrime tyr'de in the midde waye like the earth it self it selfe half sha╌ding╌ So thy picture shewes to mee onelie the one halfe of thee III. CANTO O O th'un╌sure hopes of men the brittle state the vaine contētiōs that vnlucki╌lie oft in midst of the race oft in midst of the race fall ru╌inate And in their course long ouer╌whelmed bee and swal╌low'd vp ere they the port could see O th' unsure hopes of men the brittle state The vaine contentions that vnluckilie Oft in midst of the race fall ruinate And in their course long ouerwhelmed be And swallow'd vp ere they the port could see 2 O womens fruitlesse loue vnquiet state Too deare affections that despightfully Ev'n in their height of blisse proue desolate And often fall farre from all hope of ioy Ere they haue time to dreame on their annoy III. BASSO III. ALTO O Th' unsure hopes of men the brittle state the vaine contentions that vn╌lucki╌lie oft in midst of the race oft in midst of the race fall ruinate And in their course long ouerwhelmed bee and swallow'd vp ere they ere they the porte could see IIII. CANTO IN darkenesse let me dwel the ground shall sorrow sorrow be the roofe de╌spaire to barre all chereful light from mee the walles of marble blacke that moistned stil shal weepe my musicke my musicke hellish iarring soundes to banish friendlie sleep Thus wedded to my woes and bedded in my tombe O let mee dying liue O let mee dying liue O let me dying liue till death doth come till death doth come In darknesse let me dwell the ground shall sorrow be The roofe despaire to barre all chearefull light from me The walles of marble black that moistned stil shall weepe My musicke hellish iarring sounds to banish frendly sleepe Thus wedded to my woes and bedded in my tombe O let me dying liue till death doth come My dainties griefe shall be and teares my poisned wine My sighes the aire throgh which my panting hart shall pine My robes my mind shall sute exceeding blackest night My study shall be tragicke thoughtes sad fancy to delight Pale Ghosts and frightful shades shal my acquaintance O thus my haples ioy I haste to thēe IIII. BASSO IIII. ALTO IN darknesse let me dwell the ground the ground shall sorrow be The roofe despaire to barre all chearefull light from me from me The walles of mar╌ble black that moi╌stned stil shall weepe My musicke hellish iarring sounds to banish frendly sleepe Thus wed╌ded to my woes and bedded in my tombe and bedded in my tombe O let me O let mee dying liue dying liue O let me dying liue till death doth come till death doth come V. CANTO MY ioy is dead and cannot be re╌uiu'de fled is my ioy And neuer may returne both of my ioy and of my selfe depriu'de far from all ioy I sing and singing mourn O let no tender heart O let no tender hart or gentle eare partake my passions or my plaininges heare My ioy is dead and cannot be reuiu'de Fled is my ioy and neuer may returne Both of my ioy and of my selfe depriu'de Far from all ioy I sing and singing mourne O let no tender hart or gentle eare Partake my passions or my plainings heare 2 Rude flintie breastes that neuer felt remorse Hard craggy rocks that death and ruine loue Those onely those my passions shall enforce Beyond their kind and to compassion moue My griefe shall wonders worke for he did so That causde my sorrowes and these teares doth owe. V. BASSO V. ALTO MY ioy is dead is dead and cannot be reuiu'de fled is my ioy and neuer may re╌turne both of my ioy and of my selfe depriu'de Farre from all ioy I sing and singing mourne O let no ten╌der hart O let no tender hart or gentle eare or gentle eare par╌take my passions or my play╌ninges heare VI. CANTO DEceitfull fancy deceitfull fancy why de╌udst thou mee the deade a╌liue presenting My ioies faire Image caru'd in shades I see O false O false yet sweet contenting Why art not thou a substance like to mee or I a shade to vanish hence with thee Deceitfull fancy why deludst thou me The dead a liue presenting My ioyes faire image caru'd in shades I see O false yet sweet contenting Why art not thou a substance like to me Or I a sha●e to vanish hence with thee 2 Stay gentle obiect my sence still deceiue With this thy kind elusion I die throgh madnes if my thoughts you leaue O strange yet sweet confusion Poore blisselesse hatte that feeles such deepe annoy Only to loose the shadowe of thy ioy VI. BASSO VI. ALTO DEceitfull fancy deceitfull fancy why de╌lud'st thou mee The dead aliue presenting My ioyes faire image caru'd in shades I see O false O false yet sweete conten╌ting Why art not thou a substance like to mee or I a shade to vanish hence with thee VII CANTO A Dialogue FOe of mankind why murdrest thou my loue Oh where Oh where poore wretched life that onely liues in name That is true fame that is true fame which liuing men enioy liue euer liue euer throgh thy meri╌ted renowne renowne faire spirit shining faire spirit shining in thy starry crowne thy starry crown Canto Foe of mankind why murderest thou my loue Alto. Forbeare he liues C. Oh where A. In heauen aboue C. Poore wretched life that onely liues in name A. Man is not flesh but soule all life is fame C. That is true fame which liuing men enioy A. That is true life which death cannot destroy Chorus Liue euer through thy merited renowne Faire spirit shining in thy starry crowne VII BASSO VII ALTO FOr beare hee liues in heau'n aboue Man is not flesh but soule all life is fame That is true life that death cannot destroy liue euer liue euer through thy me╌ri╌ted renowne faire spirite shining faire spirite shining in thy starry crowne T Is true that whom the Italian * Tarantula Spider stinges He sings or laughs or daunces till he dies Or spends his short time in such idle things As the seuerer sort call vanities Musicke alone this fury can release This venomous rancour that the flesh doth eate Like enuie which in death doth seldome cease To feede vpon the honours of the great Well haue we toyld in prosperous harmonie If we the enuy poysned wounds doe cure Of spitefull adder-toongd hypocrisie That speakes washt wordes but works darke deeds impure If such proue past recure suffice it then We song not to brute beast but humane men A Table of the Songs contained in this Booke 1. Oft thou hast 2. O sweete flower 3. O the vnsure hopes 4. In darkenesse let me dwell 5. My ioy is dead 6. Deceitfull fancie 7. Foe of Mankind Quid mortuos mordes canis nihil retro Cernis neque vides manticae quod in tergo est The dead why bit'st thou dogge th' art backward blinde And doest not see the bagge thou bear'st behind