Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	life_n	live_v	world_n	13,510	5	4.9137	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A57617	To day a man, to morrow none: or, Sir VValter Ravvleighs farewell to his lady, the night before hee was beheaded; together vvith his advice concerning her, and her sonne.	Raleigh, Walter, Sir, 1552?-1618.	1644 (1644)	Wing R191; ESTC R3572	2,097	8

To day a man To morrow none OR SIR VValter Ravvleighs Farewell to his LADY The night before hee was beheaded Together with his advice concerning HER and her SONNE LONDON Printed for R. H. 1664. Sir Walter Rawleighs farewell to his LADY the night before he was beheaded Together with his advice concerning her and her Sonne Dear WIFE YOu shall receive my last words in these my last lines my love I send you that you may keepe it when I am dead and my counsel that you may remember it when I am no more I would not with my will present you sorrows dear Besse let them go to the grave with me and be buried in the dust And seeing it is not the will of God that ever I shall see you any more in this life beare my destruction gently and with a heart like your selfe First I send you all the thanks which my heart can conceive or my words expresse for your many troubles and cares taken for me which though they have not taken effect as you wished yet my debt to you is not lesse but I shall never recompence it in this world Secondly I beseech you even for the love you bare me living that you doe not hide your selfe many dayes but by your travell seek to helpe your miserable fortune and the right of your poore childe Your mourning cannot availe me that am but dust Thirdly you shall understand that my Lands were conveied bona fide to my childe the writings were drawne at Mid summer was twelve-month as divers can witnesse and I trust that my blood will quench their malice that desire my slaughter and that they will not seek also to kill you and yours with extream poverty To what friend to direct you I know not for all mine have left me in the true time of tryall most sorry I am as God knoweth that being thus surprised with death I can leave you no better estate I meant you all my Office of wines or that I should purchase by selling it halfe my stuffe and my jewels but some few for the boy but God hath prevented all my determinations The great God that worketh all in all But if you can live free from want dare for no more for the rest is but vanity Love God and begin betime to repose your selfe on him therein shall you finde true and everlasting riches and endlesse comfort for the rest when you have travelled and wearied your thoughts over all sorts of worldly congitations you shall sit downe by sorrow in the end Teach your son also to serve and fear God whilst he is young that the feare of God may grow up with him then will God be a husband unto you and a father unto him a husband and a father that can never be taken from you Bayly oweth me 1000 l. Arion 600 l. In Iersie also I have much owing me the arrerages of the wines will pay your debts And howsoever I beseech you for my soules sake pay all poore men when I am gone no doubt you shall bee sought unto for the world thinks I was very rich But take heed of the pretence of men and of their affections for they last but in honest and worthy men and no greater misery can befall you in this life then to become a prey and after to bee despised I speake it God knoweth not to disswade you from marriage for that will be best for you both in respect of God and the world As for me I am no more yours not you mine death hath cut us asunder and God hath divided me from the world and you from me Remember your poore childe for his fathers sake that comforted you and loved you in his happiest times I sued for my life but God knowes it was for you and yours that I desired it for know it deare wife that your sonne is the childe of a true man and who in his owne heart despiseth death and all his mishapen and ugly forms I cannot write much God knoweth how hardly I stole this time when all were asleep and it is now time to separate my thoughts from the world Beg my dead body which living was denyed you and either lay it in Sherborne or in Exeter Church by my father and mother I can say no more time and death call me away The everlasting God infinite powerfull and inscrutable God That Almighty God which is goodnesse itselfe mercy it selfe the true light and life keep you and yours and have mercy upon me Teach me to forgive my persecuters and false accusers and send me to meet him in his glorious Kingdome My true wife farewell God blesse my poore boy pray for me my true God hold you both in His Armes EVen such is time which takes in trust Our youth our age and all we have And payes us but with age and dust Who in the darke and silent grave When we have wandred all our wayes Shuts up the story of our dayes And from the earth the grave and dust The Lord shall raise me up I trust WALTER RAVVLEIGH LIke Hermite poore in pensive place obscure I mean to end my dayes with endlesse doubt To waile such woes as time cannot recure Where none but love shall ever finde me out And at my gates despair shall linger still To let in death when love and fortune will A Gowne of gray my body shall attire My staffe of broken hope whereon I stay Of late repentance linkt with long desire The couch is fram'd whereon my limbs I lay And at my gates c. My food shall be of care and sorrow made My drink nought else but tears falne from mine eies And for my light in this obscured shade The flames may serve which from my heart arise And at my gates c. WALTER RAVVLEIGH FINIS