Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	woeful_a	world_n	wretched_a	34	3	7.7425	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A50919	Paradise lost a poem written in ten books / by John Milton.	Milton, John, 1608-1674.	1667 (1667)	Wing M2137; ESTC R13460	160,733	344

conviction first and last On mee mee onely as the sourse and spring Of all corruption all the blame lights due So might the wrauth Fond wish 〈◊〉 thou support That burden heavier then the Earth to 〈◊〉 Then all the World much heavier though divided With that bad Woman Thus what thou 〈◊〉 And what thou fearst alike destroyes all hope Of refuge and concludes thee miserable Beyond all past 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 To 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 like both 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 O Conscience into what Abyss of fears And horrors 〈◊〉 thou 〈◊〉 me out of which I find no way from 〈◊〉 to deeper plung'd Thus Adam to himself lamented loud 〈◊〉 the still Night not now as 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Wholsom and cool and mild but with 〈◊〉 Air Accompanied with damps and dreadful gloom Which to his evil Conscience represented All things with double terror On the ground Outstretcht he lay on the cold ground and oft Curs'd his Creation Death as 〈◊〉 accus'd Of tardie execution since denounc't The day of his offence Why comes not Death Said hee with one thrice acceptable stroke To end me Shall Truth fail to keep her word Justice Divine not hast'n to be just But Death comes not at call Justice Divine Mends not her slowest pace for prayers or cries O Woods O Fountains Hillocks Dales and Bowrs VVith other echo late I taught your Shades To answer and resound farr other Song VVhom thus afflicted when sad Eve beheld Desolate where she sate approaching nigh Soft words to his fierce passion she assay'd But her with ●…tern regard he thus repell'd Out of my sight thou Serpent that name b●…st Befits thee with him leagu'd thy self as false And hateful nothing wants but that thy shape Like his and colour Serpentine may shew Thy inward fraud to warn all Creatures from thee Henceforth least that too heav'nly form pretended To hellish falshood 〈◊〉 them But for thee I had persisted happie had not thy pride And wandring vanitie when lest was safe Rejected my fore warning and disdain'd Not to be trusted longing to be seen Though by the Devil himself him overweening To over-reach but with the Serpent meeting Fool'd and beguil'd by him thou I by thee To trust thee from my side imagin'd wise Constant mature proof against all assaults And understood not all was but a shew Rather then solid vertu all but a Rib Crooked by nature bent as now appears More to the part sinister from me drawn Well if thrown out as supernumerarie To my just number found O why did God Creator wise that peopl'd highest Heav'n With Spirits Masculine create at last This noveltie on Earth this fair defect Of Nature and not fill the World at once With Men as Angels without Feminine Or find some other way to generate Mankind this mischief had not then befall'n And more that shall befall innumerable Disturbances on Earth through Femal snares And straight conjunction with this Sex for either He never shall find out fit Mate but such As some misfortune brings him or mistake Or whom he wishes most shall seldom gain Through her perverseness but shall see her gaind By a farr worse or if she love withheld By Parents or his happiest choice too late Shall meet alreadie linkt and Wedlock-bound To a fell Adversarie his hate or shame Which infinite calamitie shall cause To Humane life and houshold peace confound He added not and from her turn'd but Eve Not so repulst with Tears that 〈◊〉 not flowing And tresses all disorderd at his feet Fell humble and imbracing them be saught His peace and thus proceeded in her plaint Forsake me not thus Adam witness Heav'n What love sincere and reverence in my heart I beare thee and unweeting have offended Unhappilie deceav'd thy suppliant I beg and clasp thy knees bereave me not Whereon I live thy gentle looks thy aid Thy counsel in this uttermost distress My onely strength and stay forlorn of thee Whither shall I betake me where subsist While yet we live scarse one short hour perhaps Between us two let there be peace both joyning As joyn'd in injuries one enmitie Against a Foe by doom express assign'd us That cruel Serpent On me exercise not Thy hatred for this miserie befall'n On me already lost mee then thy self More miserable both have sin'd but thou Against God onely I against God and thee And to the place of judgement will return There with my cries importune Heaven that all The sentence from thy head remov'd may light On me fole cause to thee of all this woe Mee mee onely just object of his ire She ended weeping and her lowlie plight Immoveable till peace obtain'd from fault Acknowledg'd and deplor'd in Adam 〈◊〉 Commiseration ●…oon his heart relented Towards her his life so late and sole delight Now at his feet submissive in distress Creature so faire his reconcilement ●…eeking His counsel whom she had displeas'd his aide As one disarm'd his anger all he lost And thus with peaceful wprds uprais'd her soon Unwarie and too desirous as before So now of what thou knowst not who desir'st The punishment all on thy self alas Beare thine own first ill able to sustaine His full wrauth whose thou feelst as yet lest part And my displeasure bearst so ill If Prayers Could alter high Decrees I to that place Would speed before thee and be louder heard That on my head all might be visited Thy frailtie and infirmer Sex forgiv'n To me committed and by me expos'd But rise let us no more contend nor blame Each other blam'd enough elsewhere but strive In offices of Love how we may light'n Each others burden in our share of woe Since this days Death denounc't if ought I see Will prove no sudden but a slow-pac't evill A long days dying to augment our paine And to our Seed O hapless Seed deriv'd To whom thus Eve recovering heart repli'd Adam by sad experiment I know How little weight my words with thee can finde Found so erroneous thence by just event Found so unfortunate nevertheless Restor'd by thee vile as I am to place Of new acceptance hopeful to regaine Thy Love the sole contentment of my heart Living or dying from thee I will not hide What thoughts in my unquiet brest are ris'n Tending to 〈◊〉 relief of our extremes Or end though sharp and sad yet tolerable As in our evils and of easier choice If care of our descent perplex us most Which must be born to certain woe devourd By Death at last and miserable it is To be to others cause of misery Our own begotten and of our Loines to bring Into this cursed World a woful Race That after wretched Li●…e must be at last Food for so soule a Monster in thy power It lies yet ere Conception to prevent The Race unblest to being yet unbegot Childless thou art Childless r●…maine So Death shall be deceav'd his glut and with us two Be forc'd to satissie his Rav'nous Maw But if thou judge it hard and difficult Conversing looking loving