Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	hell_n	life_n	soul_n	7,851	5	4.9047	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A10089	Times anotomie [sic]. Containing: the poore mans plaint, Brittons trouble, and her triumph. The Popes pride, Romes treasons, and her destruction: affirming, that Gog, and Magog, both shall perish, the Church of Christ shall flourish, Iudeas race shall be restored, and the manner how this mightie worke shall be accomplished. Made by Robert Pricket, a souldier: and dedicated to all the lords of his Maiesties most honourable priuie Councell.	Pricket, Robert.	1606 (1606)	STC 20342; ESTC S115240	33,232	64

curious cost As that the most haue best foundation lost Some thinke such power in them remaineth still As Gods commandements breake and keepe they will But if there did such strength in vs remaine God then should vse saluations meanes in vaine What Adam lost all humane race did lose And what he kept that for our part we chose Will to do good that force in Adam died Since when that grace was to his seed denied So in our selues sinne euery action staines That to do good in vs no power remaines From Heauen where God doth in his glory dwell By Adams fall he and his children fell And when to rise no meanes at all they knew The promisd seede did Death and hell subdue We are restor●●●●●d by our Redeemers hand Not of our selues but by his grace we stand Then let the soules of righteous men expresse That in their Christ doth liue their righteousnesse I sigh to heare some vilde ones vildly say That vnto life or death foredoomd are they A soule d●●●●●ownde vp in hellish desperation Saith he beleeues in Gods predestination Or heauen or hell or well or euill to do He hath or doth what hee 's ordaind vnto Taught by the deuil falsely affirme he can Without Gods will ther 's nothing done by man Our knowledge hath brought forth infectio●●●●●s fruite When hell borne ●●●●●mpes dares thus like deuils 〈◊〉 Eares stopt and hearts with burning Irons sear'd As ●●●●●uell are for Gods fierce wrath prepar'd Who thinkes of sinne that God the author is Shall be exempt from Gods eternall blisse The strength of Gods vncomprehended state Is that whereby we are predestina●●●●●e Yet doth he suffer what he doth not will Wherein his Power is vndeuided still The euill we doe he willes not to be done For in our selues that cause is first begun God by his Grace doth so mans soule attend As that we know what t is for to offend If euill we doe and shall his gr●●●●●ce reiect The fault is ours for done by our neglect Heauens iustice then most iustly doth dispence Presumptuous sinne is a most damn'd offence Doe well and then in Christ thy deeds are knowne Doe ●●●●●uill and sinne is in thy selfe thine owne Be not deceiu'd good workes thy faith must proue For God in Christ doth all good actions loue Christ dyed for me so each beleeuer saith As Infidels are men of fruitlesse faith Profession fi●●●●● it doth too much dissemble Not vsing that which most Christ doth resemble Where are the hands which should poore creatures cherish Christ saues not those that lets his members perish Do good to them that of faiths houshold be No the world delights their greatest wants to see On earth alas to whom should poore men flie In vaine their words tels forth their misery Honor which should the poore mans cause defend Helpes not that hope which doth thereon depend Compassion so in all estates is vanisht As by decree it were from all sorts banisht Religions name is but dessemblers mockery And seeming saincts are maskt in hells hipocrisie Oh in this age such is the worlds condition As this word poore doth spoile the poore petition Poore man poore hope poore to thy plaint not put Poore gainst it selfe it selfe al dores doeth shut The poore mans heart with griefe to death is stung In vayne he speaks that wants a goulden tongue Silent be he whose come his cause declareth A feeling sence which vnderstanding heareth An honest name diuine religion two Is bought and sould all this can money do Who to good fame by gou den steps can mount Him doth this world for worthiest man accompt Let vertue in a poore man cleerely shine A guilded gull is counted more diuine A sattin suite be dawb'd with siluer lace Beyond desart doth vildest clou●●●●●ship grace Immodest talke and shameles ribaldry With monstrous oathes is court like blasphemy In mony now there is such wondrous might As that a clowne will striue to be a knight Bright Honers wreath vaine idle fooles will craue it That want wherewith to keepe it when they haue it No doubt but now a gallant veluet company Three times a weeke may banquit with Duck Hum●●●●●ery In blood our gallants once cald to vse wor●●●●● 〈◊〉 With running they will swe●●●●●t most fearfully They le do no lesse vnto the fild once led Then Romes braue youthes for their great Pompay did Proud 〈◊〉 lookes in scorne of all disgraces Will turne their backes to saue their amorous faces A face starke nought in feare of present harmes Muffels it self with crosse wreth'd recreant armes whē once Sir mony Knight heares the fier'd mouth'd guns He startes and shakes and sweares and hence he runnes Disgrace not deares to touch the worthy merite Of any valiant well resolued spirit What i st the worst may not for money buy Honour much Loue and seeming honesty Rich let him be and who ca●●●●● hurt him then Knaues wrapt in wealth are counted honest men Honest if poore he this reward must haue Hang him ba●●●●●e roage proud begger impious knaue No place nor o●●●●●fice can the poore man buy Wealth neere so vilde can mount it selfe on high Such is the ●●●●●orce of this corrupted time Downe trampled poore helpes wealth aloft to clime Wealth doth so much from natures lawe digresse As that it feedes vpon the poore mans flesh Seauen lea●●●●●e beasts had of seauen fat oxen power But now seauen ●●●●●at do seauenty leane deuoure Rich men do make poore trad●●●●●s-men faint and sweat Who in their wants their cloathes and tooles must eate The science which made Englands weale to florish And of the poore did many thousands non●●●●●ish Must now inrich a forreine strangers store And leaue vs heapes of vnreleeued poore From England if raw cloathes might not be sent It would redresse poore p●●●●●oples languishment And pay farre more in taske and subsidy Then now is rais'd to Brittons Maiesty In common wealth a man may thousands see That common wealths-men doe disdaine to bee Selfe scraping gaine the children are of sloath In publique weale they are like mothes in cloath Monopoli●●●●●ans are they whose policy Commits a vilde yet vncheckt felony Let poore men thus of this or that complaine Rich men will hould the course whereby they gaine Who findeth fault with things that are amisse If he be poore he must affliction kis●●●●●e The poore man saith that Iustice wants a hand It beates the bad not helpes the good to stand That Soueraigne Mistres should the euill reiect But not refuse her children to protect Oppression swims amidst ex●●●●●ortions streames And doeth not know what restitution means Rich men do wrong no it 's right though it be wrong At lest he makes it so whose 〈◊〉 is strong A poore man struck his cry hates ●●●●●age doth threaten For crying then he must againe be beaten Poore men accus●●●●●d though no offence be proued Hate is th●●●●●ir meede they are of none beloued Do euill and then Iustice will seaze on thee Do well and

require All these Consum'd by flame of rutheles fire No age makes record of so foule a sinne Since god did first to frame this world begyn Doomes day to England now bin threatned hath Ore which heauens God hath shak●●●●●e his hand of wrath Oh may our deedes his mercy so Commend As still his grace may Britons I le defend But now behold the fruites of Romish faith And know for truth what Popish doctrine saith Of binding and of loosing Popes haue got A strength which knittes of euery euill the knot And makes damnation seeme saluation sure If so thereby Rome may her gaine procure What most she craues is euery course to take How best she may her selfe worlds Monarch make The Pope that saith himselfe worlds God to be Speakes truth for so 's the deuill as well as he But Pope from Peter doth deriue his race And saith to him belongs the keyes of grace And he Christs vicar of all Gods church the head Must be supreame all Kings his frowne must dread With any oath he can at large dispence And at his pleasure pardon each offence Aboue Gods word he doth himselfe auow And his construction must the world allow True Christians they onely his doctrine likes And all the rest are damned Heretikes Gainst this the Lyon of the Tribe of Iuda cries And tels the Pope that like a diuell he lyes But still the Pope will keepe heauens golden gate And doth from thence Kings excomunicate No King on earth must haue his name inrold Vnlesse that first on him his Crowne he hold And al the world that on his sea not dwels Are Ethnicks Pagans faithlesse Insidels Those that not grow vpon his stock intire Are branches wilde fit for destructions fire Such hath he power to any death to put And from lifes tree those saplesse twigs to cut Without the Church as Iewes and Turkes they be That will not yeeld to his supremacie And Popish Romaines they are taught to know It lawfull is to worke their ouerthrow That will not yeeld obedience to the Pope In whose behalfe is giuen so large a scope That Traytors doe for heauenly merite hope Though thence the deuill doth pluck them in a Rope If for Romes sake they kill their lawfull King Bald iades for them shall trotting trentalls sing And they because so vilde a deed●●●●● they did For Saints at Rome shall be canonized The Pope such power vnto himselfe doth take As he a diuell a Saint can quickly make Heere briefely see the power of Rome set downe Aboue the world himselfe himselfe doth crowne Aboue Gods word and sacred Lawes diuine The monsters proud ambitious steps doe clime And from his seate of blasphemie hath flowne The fire that should haue King and Realmes vp blowne Villaines that would the world in sunder riue Say for Religions sake they did contriue That damned plot oh hellish insolence When deuils will make Religion euils desence The actors in a worke more then Tyrannicall They did themselues their countries purgers call In all they did meerely their countries loue Did them vnto the vildest actions moue They would not leaue her but like Champions stand Till they from bondage had freed their natiue land They but resolu'd to be most mercilesse To free the Catholicks from their long distresse From desperate times disease euils strength to loose They were inforc'd a desperate salue to choose The worst of euill was b●●●●●st in their esteeme From worse then euill their countrie to redeeme The Pope might them for faithfull Christians take When what they did was for religions sake Their plot found out the very place to sack Where all the lawes were made that wrought their wrack And this conceit in them a hope prefers They should be thought Gods iustice ministers These Realmes with Rome in vnion to vnite Was all the cause for which their hopes did fight For Romes auaile and for the Church her good King Kingdomes they would haue drownd in bloud For these good deedes whatsoeuer did befall Saints at the least the Pope would make them all Now see their worke and cause for which th●●●●●y wrought And iudge how well Rome hath her children ●●●●●aught Their euill to doe they were so confident As to performe't they tooke the Sacrament Christs Royall body substanciall flesh and bloud They say they eate and dranke and thereby stood Bound to performe the euill which they intended Oh then how farre should be their faith commended Here doth my Muse want words my thoughts to speake And doth into a strange admirement breake Oh God how durst these me●●●●● Sathanicall Imbru'de in bloud with hearts Tyrannicall Made blacke with treason gainst Gods annointed King Themselues before heauens Iesus Christ to bring And though from bread they can him not 〈◊〉 Yet in the signe he 's representatiue And bread not chang'd yet holy scripture saith By it we feed on Iesus Chris●●●●● by faith Not to dispute but say as they accoumpt Into what height doe their presumption mount When as a wretch before his God shall stand And thinke he holdes his Maker in his hand And yet with soule all stain'd as black as hell Euen at that instant doth in damnation dwell And records God and in him all the Trinitie To be the witnesse of his hell-borne villanie And sweares by them with desperate hand to act The vildenesse of the very vildest fact And thus resolu'd his Sauiour vp he eates So arm'd in proofe a King and State he threates Oh fearefull thing the seale of mans saluation Seales vp to them assured condemnation Yet they so blinde in faithlesse hopes doe trust And thinke thereby their vildest actions iust Heere see the strong delusion that should mocke The race cast from the number of Christs flocke Heere see the cup of worlds abhominations And know the whore that breaths forth execrations Against heauens throne the Lambe and all his Saints And yet she so her damned vildenesse paints As that she seemes of holinesse the seate But God for her hath laid vp iudgments great She and her pack that had our fall compounded Shall be ere long by Gods fierce wrath confounded And they that did for vs one flame desire God hath for them prepar'd an endlesse fire NOw would my Muse desire to expresse In vildest euill false traytors readinesse Catesbie so soone as he did Winter mooue Consent straight ioynd the worst of euill to proue There needed no perswasion to be vsde Hels motion was at first not once refusde What course so ere hell could to him propound His liues aduenture he thereon would ground So all the rest with selfe-same swismesse ranne To worke an euill the like nere wrought by man Their labour then their care and diligence Their watchfull heed their bountie and expence Their desperate and resolued confidence Till death to fight gainst heauen in hels defence Approues what power the deuill doth beare in those That serue his will and to his Aul●●●●●ers goes In England now