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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	life_n	live_v	sin_n	25,063	5	5.2140	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A77717	A fvnerall elegie vpon the mvch lamented death of that most reverend, pious, and judiciovs divine John Polyander of Kerckhoven, doctor and cheife [sic] professor of divnitie [sic] in the famous Vniversitie of Leyden, and there the 8th time magnificus rector.	Brunsell, Samuel, 1619 or 20-1688.	1646 (1646)	Wing B5232A; ESTC R175629	775	1

A FVNERALL ELEGIE VPON THE MVCH LAMENTED DEATH OF THAT MOST REVEREND PIOUS AND JUDICIOVS DIVINE JOHN POLYANDER OF KERCKHOVEN DOCTOR AND CHEIFE PROFESSOR OF DIVNITIE IN THE FAMOUS VNIVERSITIE OF LEYDEN And there the 8th time MAGNIFICUS RECTOR WHat 's seldome seene makes wonder Then admir'd His life must bee whose Lease so late expir'd But Death is Common True yet soe to die Or live transcends the common destinie Of mortalls None so free from blame or sin That most admire hee 'd not immortall beene And so hee is while neuer-dyinge Fame Fat he winde or wing or trumpe to sound his name But since wee finde a change in things belowe Which some call Death and fewe desire to knowe When two deare consorts part and must remove Though closely knit in euer constant love Tell mee Great soule what made 〈◊〉 quit the seat Of thy soe long abode Did burning heat Consume it No Wa'st cold That drives all in Andwilt thou out woulde it had warmer been The pillars firme the Fabrick stood upright Noe prop supportinge it the windowes light Noe senseles sense Those organs all in tune And thou theyr Harmonye but breathles soone That musick stopt expires confused noise Succeeds and mixt with greif's lamenting voice Sighs sobs cries fret the tormented aire Chok't with complaints of sadnesse and despaire While freinds bewaile a freinde whome none did spite But that unletterd foul-mouth'd Carmelite Children a tender Father and a wife Her selfe in him that was her soule and life His flock a watchfull Pastor wandring youth A certaine guide and thou nere-conquerd Truthe A valiant Champion to defend thy right ' Ganist hell-scortcht Atheists which would dimme the light Of that God-Sonne of Heauen Schollers greive His death by whome theyr priviledge did live And nowe theyr sun's Eclip'st Flie chearfull light Or wrapt in clouds of an infernall night Hang all the world in black Some wanton eye Might Else perhaps theyr nakednesse espie Thus all lament but Hee triumphant sings Sweet Hallelujahs to the King of Kings Much haue wee lost but hee much more hathe won Wee sawe the candle hee beholds the Sun Hee 's glad wee sad and'tis a common crosse That none doe gaine but by anothers losse SAMUEL BRUNSELL