Linguistic DNA - Concept Modelling Demonstrator

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	hope_n	young_a	youth_n	93	3	7.8635	4	false

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A07761	A discourse of life and death: written in French, by Phil. Mornay. Done in English by the Countesse of Pembroke; Excellent discours de la vie et de la mort. English	Mornay, Philippe de, seigneur du Plessis-Marly, 1549-1623.; Pembroke, Mary Sidney Herbert, Countess of, 1561-1621.	1608 (1608)	STC 18141.5; ESTC S113371	23,951	146

conuerted to his good so neither ought hee to hope for good in the world hauing there the diuell his professed enemy whom the Scripture tearmeth Prince of the world But with what exercise soeuer wee passe the time behold old age vnwares to vs comes vpon vs which whether we thrust our selues into the prease of men or hide vs some where out of the way neuer failes to finde vs out Euerie man makes account in that age to rest himselfe of all his trauailes without further care but to keep himself at ease in health And see contrawise in this age there is nothing but an after tast of al the foregoing euils and most commonly a plentifull haruest of all such vices as in the whole course of their life hath held possessed them There you haue the vnhabilitie and weakenesse of infancy and which is worse many times accompanied with authoritie there you are payed for the excesse riotousnes of youth with gowtes palsies and such like diseases which take from you limme after limme with extreame paine and torment There also you are recompenced for the trauels of mind the watchings cares of manhoode with losse of sight losse of hearing and all the senses one after another except only the sense of paine Not one parte in vs but death takes ingage to be assured of vs as of bad pay masters which infinitely feare their dayes of payment Nothing in vs that will not by and by bee dead neuerthelesse our vices yet liue in vs not onely liue but in despite of Nature dayly growe young againe The couetous man hath one foote in his graue and is yet burying his money meaning belike to finde it againe another day The ambitious in his Will ordaineth vnprofitable poÌ„ps for his funerals making his vice to liue and triumphe after his death The riotous no longer able to daunce on his feete daunceth with his shoulders all viâ—es hauing left him and hee not yet able to leaue them The childe wisheth for youth and this man laments it The young man liueth in hope of the future and this feeles the euill present lamentes the false pleasures past and sees for the time to come nothing to hope for More foolish then the child in bewailing the time hee cannot recall not remembring the euill he had therein and more wretched then the young man in that after a wretched life not able but wretchedly to dâ—â— hee sees on all sides bâ—â— matter of despaire As for him who from his youth hath vndertaken to combate against the fleshe and against the World who hath taken so great paines to mortifie himselfe and leaue the World before his time who besides those ordinary euilles findes himself vexed with this great and incurable disease of olde age and feeles notwithstanding his fleshe how weake soeuer stronger oftentimes then his spirit what good I pray can hee haue but onely herein that hee sees his death at hand that hee sees his combate finished that hee sees himselfe readie to depart by death out of this loathsome prison wherein all his life time hee hath beene racked and tormented I will not here speak of the infinit euils wherewith men in all ages are annoyed as losse of friends and parents banishments exiles disgraces and such others common and ordinarie in the world one coÌ„plaining of loosing his children another of hauing them one making sorrow for his wiues death another for his life one finding fault that he is too high in court another that he is not high enough The world is so full of euills that to write of all wold require another world as great as it selfe Sufficeth that if the most happie in mens opinions doe counterpoâ—zâ— his haps with his mishappes hee shall iudge himselfe vnhappie and hee iudge him happie who had hee beene set three dayes in his place woulde giue it ouer to him that came next yea sooner then hee who shall consider in all the goods that euer he hath had the euils he hath endured to get theÌ„ and hauing them to retaine and keepe them I speake of the pleasures that may bee kept and not of those that wither in a moment will iudge of himselfe and by himselfe that the keeping it selfe of the greatest felicitie in this world is full of vnhappinesse and infelicitie Conclude then that Childe-hood is but a foolish simplicity youth a vaine heate manhood a painefull carefulnesse and olde age a noisome languishing that our playes are but tears our pleasures feauers of the minde our goods rackes and tormentes our honours heauie vanities our rest vnreste that passing from age to age is but passing from euill to euill and from the lesse vnto the greater that alwayes it is but one waue driuing on another vntill we be arriued at the hauen of death Conclude I say that life is but a wishing for the future and a bewailing of the past a loathing of what we haue tasted and a longing for that wee haue not tasted a vaine memorie of the state past and a doubtfull expectation of the state to come Finally that in all our life there is nothing certaine nothing assured but the certaintie vncertainty of death Behold now comes death vnto vs Behold hir whose approache wee so much â—eare Wee are now to consider whether shee be such as we are made belieue and whether wee ought so greatly to flie hir as commonly we doe We are afraid of her but like little children of a vizor or of the Images of Hecate We haue hir in horror but because we coÌ„ceiue her not such as shee is but ougly terrible and hideous such as it pleaseth the Painters to represent vnto vs on a wall Wee flie before hir but it is because foretaken with such vaine imaginations we giue not our selues leisure to marke hir But stay wee stand we stedfast looke we hir in the face wee shall finde hir quite other then shee is painted vs and altogether of other countenaunce then our miserable life Death makes an end of this life This life is a perpetuall miserie and tempest Death then is the issue of our miseries and entraunce of the port where wee shall ride in safetie from all windes And should wee feare that which withdraweth vs from misery or which drawes vs into our hauen Yea but you will say it is a paine to dye Admit it bee so is there in curing of a wound Such is the Worlde that one euill cannot bee cured but by another to heale a contusion must bee made an incision You will say there is difficultie in the passage So is there no hauen no port whereinto the entraunce is not straite and combersom No good thing is to bee bought in this World with other theÌ„ the coyne of labour paine The entrance indeed is hard if our selues make it hard comming thither with a tormented spirit a troubled minde a wauering and irresolute thought But bring we quietnes of minde constancie and full

A DISCOVRSE OF LIFE AND DEATH WRITTEN IN French by PHIL. MORNAY Done in English by the Countesse of Pembroke AT LONDON Printed by H. L. for Mathew Lownes and are to bee soulde at his shop in Paules Churchyard 1608. A DISCOVERSE OF LIFE AND DEATH WRITten in french by PHIL. MORNAY Sieur du Plessis Marly IT seemes to mee strange and a thing much to bee marueiled that the laborer to repose himself hasteneth as it were the course of the Sun that the Mariner rows with al force t' attain the port with a ioyfull cry salutes the descried land that the traueller is neuer quiet nor content til hee beat the end of his voyage and that we in the meane while tyed in this world to a perpetuall taske tossed with continuall teÌ„pest tyred with a rough and combersom way cannot yet see the end of our labor but with griefe nor behold our port but with tears nor approche our home and quiet abode but with horrour and trembling This life is but a Penelopes webbe wherein we are alwaies doing vndoing a sea opeÌ„ to all winds which somtime within sometime without neuer ceas to torment vs a wearie iourny through extream heats colds ouer high mountains steep rocks theeuish deserts And so wee tearme it in weauing at this web in rowing at this oar in passing this miserable way yet lo wheÌ„ death comes to end our work when shee stretcheth out her armes to pull vs into the port when after so many dangerous passages and loathsome lodgings she would coÌ„duct vs to our true home and resting place in stead of reioycing at the end of our labor of taking coÌ„fort at the sight of our land of singing at the approach of our happie mansion we would fain who would beleeue it retake our vvorke in hand we would againe hoise saile to the winde and willingly vndertake our iourney anew No more then remember we our paines our shipwracks and dangers are forgotten we feare no more the trauelles nor the theeues Contrariwise wee apprehende death as an extreame paine wee doubt it as a rocke wee flie it as a thiefe Wee do as little children who al the day complaine and when the medicin is brought them are no longer sicke as they who all the weeke long runne vp downe the streets with paine of the teeth and seeing the Barber comming to pull them out feel no more pain as those tender and delicate bodies who in a pricking pleurisie complaine cry out and cannot stay for a Surgion and when they see him whetting his Launcet to cut the throat of the disease pul in their arms hide them in the bed as if hee were come to kill them Wee feare more the cure then the disease the Surgion theÌ„ the pain the stroke theÌ„ the impostume Wee haue more sense of the medicines bitternesse soone gone then of a bitter languishing long continued more feeling of death the end of our miseries then the endlesse miserie of our life And whence proceedeth this folly and simplicitie we neither knowe life nor death We fear that we ought to hope for and wish for that wee ought to feare Wee call life a continuall death and death the issue of a liuing death and the entrance of a neuer dying life Now what good I pray you is ther in life that wee should so much pursue it or what euill is there in death that wee should so much eschue it Nay what euill is there not in life and what good is there not in death Consider al the periods of this life We enter it in teares wee passe it in sweate wee ende it in sorrowe Great and little rich and poore not one in the whole world that can plead immunitie from this condition Man in this point worse then all other creatures is borne vnable to support himselfe neyther receiuing in his first yeares any pleasure nor giuing to others but annoy and displeasure and before the age of discretion passing infinit dangers only herein leâ—â—â— vnhappie then in other ages that hee hath no sense nor apprehension of his vnhappinesse Now is there anie so weake minded that if it were graunted him to liue alwayes a childe would make account of such a life So then it is euident that not simply to liue is a good but wel and happilie to liue But proceed Growes hee with him grow his trauailes Scarcely is hee come out of his nurses hands scarcely knowes what it is to play but he falleth into the subiectioÌ„ of some schoolemaster I speake but of those which are best most precisely broght vp Studies he it is euer with repining Playes hee neuer but with feare This whole age while hee is vnder the charge of another is vnto him but as a prison he only thinks and only aspires to that time wheÌ„ freed from the mastership of another he may become master of himself pushing onward as much as in him lyes his age with his shoulder that soone he may enioy his hoped liberty Inshort he desires nothing more theÌ„ the end of this base age and the beginning of his youth And what else I pray you is the beginning of youth but the death of infancie the beginning of manhood but the death of youth the beginning of to morrow but the death of to day In this sort then desires he his death iudgeth his life miserable and so caÌ„not be reputed in any happinesse or contentment Behold him now according to his wish at liberty in that age wherein Hercules had the choise to take the way of vertue or of vice reason or passion for his guide and of these two must take one His passion entertaines him with'a thousand delights prepares for him a thousaÌ„d baits presentes him with a thousand worldly pleasures to surprize him and fewe there are that are not beguiled But at the reckonings ende what pleasures are they pleasures full of vice which holde him still in a restlesse feauer pleasures subiect to repentance like sweete meats of hard digestion pleasures bought with pain and peril spent and past in a moment and followed with a long lothsom remorse of conscience And this is the very nature if they be wel examined of al the pleasures of this world Ther is in none so much sweetnes but ther is more bitternes none so pleasant to the mouth but leavs an vnsauoury after-taste and loathsome disdain none which is worse so moderated but hath his corrosiue caries his punishment in it self I will not here speak of the displeasures coÌ„fessed by al as quarelles debates woundes murthers banishments sicknesse peril wherinto sometimes the incontinency sometimes the insolency of this ill guided age conducts him But if those that seeme pleasures be nothing els but displeasurs if the sweetnes therof be as an infusion of wormwood it is plain enough what the displeasure is they feele and how great the bitternes that they taste Behold in sum the life of a young man who rid of

vs of theÌ„ We say we are Christians that we beleeue after this mortall a life immortall that death is but a separation of the bodie and soule and that the soule returnes to her happie abode there to ioy in God who onely is all good that at the last day it shall againe take the body which shall no more bee subiect to corruption With these goodly discourses wee fill all our bookes and in the mean while when it comes to the point the verie name of death as the horriblest thing in the World makes vs quake and tremble If we beleeue as we speak what is that wee feare to bee happie to bee at our ease to bee more content in a momeÌ„t theÌ„ we might be in the longest mortall life that might be or must not we of force confesse that we beleeue it but in part that all wee haue is but wordes that all our discourses as of these hardy trencher-knights are but vaunting and vanitie Some you shall see that will say I knowe well that I passe out of this life into a better I make no doubte of it onely I feare the midway step that I am to step ouer Weake hearted creatures they will kill themselues to gette their miserable liuing suffer infinite paines and infinite woundes at another mans pleasure passe infinite deathes without dying for things of nought for thinges that perish and perchance make them perish with them But when they haue but one pase to passe to bee at rest not for a day but for euer not an indifferent rest but such as mans minde cannot comprehend they tremble their harts fail them they are affraide and yet the grounde of their harme is nothing but feare Let them neuer tell mee they apprehend the paine it is but an abuse a purpose to conceale the little faith they haue No no they would rather languish of the gowte the sciatica anie disease whatsoeuer then dy one sweet death with the least paine possible rather pyningly dye limme after limme out-liuinge as it were all their senses motions and actions then speedily dye immediatly to liue for euer Let them tell mee no more that they would in this worlde learne to liue for euerie one is thereunto sufficiently instructed in himselfe and not one but is cunning in the trade Nay rather they should learne in this Worlde to dye and once to dye wel dye dayly in themselues so prepared as if the end of euerie dayes worke were the ende of our life Now contrariwise there is nothing to their eares more offensiue then to heare of death Senselesse people wee abandon our life to the ordinarie hazardes of warre for seauen frankes pay are formost in an assault for a little bootie goe into places whence there is no hope of returning with daunger manie times both of bodies and soules But to free vs from all hazards to winne thinges inestimable to enter an eternall life wee faint in the passage of one pase wherein is no difficultie but in opinion yea wee so faint that were it not of force wee must passe and that God in despite of vs will doe vs a good turne hardly should wee finde in all the World one how vnhappie or wretched soeuer that would euer passe Another will say had I liued till fiftie or sixtie yeares I should haue beene contented I should not haue cared to liue longer but to dye so young is no reason I should haue knowen the world before I had left it Simple soule in this worlde there is neither young nor old The longest age in comparison of all that is past or all that is to come is nothing and when thou hast liued to the age thou nowe desirest all the past will bee nothing thou wilt still gape for that is to come The past will yeelde thee but sorrow the future but expectation the present noe contentment As readie thou wilt then be to redemaund longer respite as before Thou fliest thy creditour from moneth to moneth and time to time as ready to pay the last day as the first thou seekest but to bee acquitted Thou hast tasted all which the worlde esteemeth pleasures not one of them is new vnto thee By drinking oftener thou shalt bee neuer a white the more satisfied for the body thou cariest like the bored paile of Danaus daughters will neuer be full Thou mayst sooner weare it out then wearie thy selfe with vsing or rather abusing it Thou crauest long life to cast it away to spende it on worthlesse delights to misspend it on vanities Thou art couetous in desiring and prodigall in spending Say not thou findest fault with the Court or the Palace but that thou desirest longer to serue the Common wealth to serue thy Countrey to serue GOD. Hee that set thee on worke knowes vntill what day and what houre thou shouldest bee at it hee well knowes how to direct his worke Should hee leaue thee there longer perchance thou wouldest marre all But if hee will pay thee liberally for thy labour as much for halfe a dayes worke as for a whole as much for hauing wrought till noone as for hauing borne all the heate of the day art thou not so much the more to thanke and prayse him but if thou examine thine owne conscience thou lamentest not the cause of the widow and the orphane which thou hast left depending in iudgement not the dutie of a sonne of a father or of a friend which thou pretendest thou wouldest perform not the ambassage for the Common wealth which thou wert euen readie to vndertake not the seruice thou desirest to doe vnto God who knowes much better how to serue him-selfe of thee then thou of thy selfe It is thy houses and gardens thou lamentest thy imperfect plots and purposes thy life as thou thinkest imperfecte which by noe dayes nor yeares nor ages might be perfected and yet thy selfe mightest perfecte in a moment couldest thou but thinke in good earnest that where it ende it skils not so that it ende well Now to ende wel this life is only to ende it willingly followinge with full consent the will and direction of God and not suffering vs to bee drawen by the necessitie of destinie To end it willingly we must hope and not feare death To hope for it wee must certainely looke after this life for a better life To looke for that wee must feare God whom whoso well feareth feareth indeede nothing in this world and hopes for all things in the other To one well resolued in these points death canne be but sweete and agreeable knowing that through it hee is to enter into a place of all ioyes The griefe that may bee therein shall bee allaied with sweetnesse the sufferaunce of ill swallowed in the confidence of good the sting of Death it selfe shall bee dead which is nothinge else but Feare Nay I will say more not onely all the euilles conceiued in death shall bee to him nothing but hee shall euen scorne alll the mishappes

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