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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	pride_n	young_a	youth_n	16	3	7.3943	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11901	Lucius Annæus Seneca, the philosopher, his booke of the shortnesse of life translated into an English poem.; De brevitate vitae. English	Seneca, Lucius Annaeus, ca. 4 B.C.-65 A.D.; Freeman, Ralph, Sir, fl. 1610-1655.	1636 (1636)	STC 22215.5; ESTC S3838	16,911	42

thy life hath solely beene possest By the Republique let then some be spent To thine owne use nor is it my intent To call thee to a dull and lazie Ease To drowne that vigour in delights that please The vulgar People this gives no repose To any there are greater things then those Thou hast already done that may by thee In thy retirement safely acted be Th' Accompts of all the World thou managest With temperance as an others interest With Fore-sight thine owne and with a zeale As things that much concerne the Publique-weale In doing this thy duty thou gayn'st love Wherein an other hardly could remove A generall hatred it is better though To take accompt of thine owne life then know What store of Graine there is that strength of wit That vigour of thy mind for great things fit From a charge Honourable I must confesse But not conducing unto happines Call home to thee and think not thou wert borne And trayn'd in famous Arts to lay up Corne Thy Noble Education promis'd then Things of a Higher straine there want not men That moulded are for labour and can be Exact in matters of frugality Dull Iades great Burthens fitter are to beare Then generous Horses what a pitty 't were Their stately backes with heavy loades to presse Thinke also with thy selfe to what excesse Of envy th' art expos'd thou hast to doe With hunger and the common people too No reason workes no equity prevailes No Prayers move when hunger them assailes In Caius Caesars time who now at least If Sence of things abide in Soules deceast Is grieu'd to find the Roman people left In safety and himselfe of life bereft The Store-howses so empty were of graine That scarce a weekes Provision did remaine While he with ioyned Ships large Bridges made And with the forces of the Empire plaide The worst of evills Famine was at hand And that which followes Ruine of the land And this th' example of a Forreigne King Vnfortunately proud and mad did bring What thoughts had they that then imployed were Did they not Stones Fire Sword and Caius feare They all their Art as they had cause applide The ill that in their Bowells lurk'd to hide For some are cur'd ere they their Sicknes know While others Deaths from such a knowledge grow Cha. 19 FOr these things then doe thou thy selfe prepare Which more secure more calme more Noble are Is it all one think'st thou thus to take thought That Corne be cleane into the Garner brought And layd up dry least it grow Musty streight And heat and that it answer the iust weight Or to search out the highest Misteries To know the Nature of the Deities Their Will their Forme and their Condition To learne what manner of conclusion Waites on our Soules where Fate will them bestow So soone as they forth of our Bodies goe To understand what holds the heavier things Firme in the mid'st and what the lighter brings To hang aboue what highest beares the fire And doth the motions of the Starres inspire With all ●hings else that are by Nature sent To strike the wilest with astonishment Wouldst thou from Earth to these things raise thy mind Doo 't while thy blood is warme the Sprightful find Easi'st Aecesse this course of life imparts These things unto thee Love of all good Arts True Vse of uerrue Courage to defie The Powre of Lusts Skill how to live and dye Together with a firme and constant rest Whereof thou never canst be dispossest All busy'd men are wretched but yet none Like them that toyle not onely in their owne Frequent affaires but sleepe while others sleepe And when they walke the Pace of others keepe That eate with others appetites and waite To be commanded both to Love and hate Of all things the most free their lives seeme short That thus unto anothers Will resort They doe not envy him that gets Renowne By Pleading or that weares the Purple Gowne He ventures his life for it ●'have men call But one yeare by his Name he wasteth all Some having stretched their ambitions wide Dye yong and in the midst of all their pride Others that have great Dignities obtain'd By many Indignitie find they have gain'd But Titles to their Tombes some their last Age Fed with new hopes like their first youth ingage In great and wicked Proiects when they see Nothing but Death in their Infirmity Cha. 20 HE sordid is that catch'd with rude applause Grown old dies wrangling in a worthles cause Like him that weary lesse of toyle then life Faints in the mid'st of his officious strife Or him whom dying mid'st his heapes of Gold His long-fed Heire with laughter doth behold I cannot an Example here let passe That comes into my mind Turanius was An aged man exactly diligent Who after Ninety yeares a good part spent As Procuratour willing to desist By Caius Caesar was at length dismiss'd But comming Home he laid him on his Bed Bidding his Servants Mourne as he were dead Who standing round about him did expresse Sorrow for their old Master's Quietnesse Nor would his Family their griefe refraine Till to his labour he were call'd againe Is it such pleasure then to dye in cares So are the thoughts of most bent to affaires Their Bodies sooner then their minds doe faile Thus they their owne infirmities assaile And Age in no respect more Irkesome proves Then that from busines it them removes Law doth not force a Souldier to Fight At Fifty Yeares nor after Three-score cite A Senatour men doe more hardly draw Leave from themselves to rest then from the Law In the meane time while one anothers peace They daily interrupt and never cease To hurry and be hurry'd while they lye Together in a mutuall misery Their life is without Fruit without delight Or any thing that should the Soule invite No man makes Death his Obiect to their hope All men desire to give the largest scope Yea many contrive busines beyond Death Resolue of stately Monuments bequeath Great Guifts for Funerall Triumphs and devise Workes to be talk'd of with proud Obsequies But these like such as dye to soone should have Torches and Lampes to light them to their Grave FINIS