Linguistic DNA - Concept Modelling Demonstrator

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
enemy_n	day_n	night_n	shoot_v	1,094	5	9.3173	5	false

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A18729	A discourse of the Queenes Maiesties entertainement in Suffolk and Norffolk with a description of many things then presently seene. Deuised by Thomas Churchyarde, Gent. with diuers shewes of his own inuention sette out at Norwich: and some rehearsal of hir Highnesse retourne from progresse. Wherevnto is adioyned a commendation of Sir Humfrey Gilberts ventrous iourney.	Churchyard, Thomas, 1520?-1604.	1578 (1578)	STC 5226; ESTC S104976	37,123	90

breedeth treasons oft And toyle plucks downe those haughtie hearts that lokes to mount alofte Rest maketh mischiefe ripe and settes bad things abroch Toyle teacheth men to conquer Fame and flee from foule reproch Rest loues to dallie much like vvhelp that waues the tayle Toyle is for Vertue quicke as Bee for Vice as slow as Snayle Rest sowes no blessed feede yet reapes a curssed grayne Toyle weedes the ground and planteth floures where nettles did remayne Rest vvill no dutie know but shakes off shackels still Toyle makes the body apte to stoupe to bend and shew good will Rest is a retchlesse ioy that sees not his ovvne harmes Toyle castes out many a vayne consayte that rest brings in by svvarmes If toyle bring these good things that I haue told before And rest but want and beggrie breedes with sundrie mischiefes more They ought haue endlesse lavvd that in these loytring dayes Set ydle hands and heads a worke to winne immortall prayse And they that first found out the strange and forrayne soyle Are gone themselues to win the prise or take the open foyle Which shevves them more than men halfe Gods if I say troth VVhole kingdomes scarcely caÌ„ suffice their minds and manhoode both Now haue they taken leaue of worldly pleasures all That yong and lusty were to liue and now to toyle they fall That finely were brought vp yea now they bidde adiew The glittring Court the gallaÌ„t towne the gorgious garments new The brauerie of this world the pride and pomp of earth And looke not backward any vvay to ritches race or birth To worthy wife nor friend to babes nor neerest kinne But only to the Lord aboue and iourney they are in And all for Countreys cause and to enrich the same Now do they hazard all they haue and so for wealth and fame They fare along the Seas they sayle and tide it out They hale and stretch the sheates aloft they toyle and dread no doubt They feede on Bisket hard and drincke but simple beere Salt beefe and Stockfish drie as kecke is now their greatest cheere And still a fulsome smell of pitch and tarre they feele And vvhen Seasicke God wot they are about the Shippe they reele And stomacke belcheth vp a dish that Hadocks seeke A bitter messe of sundry meates a Sirrope greene as leeke Then head and heart doth heaue and body waxeth cold Yet face vvill svveat a heauie fight the same is to beholde But they must needes abide a greater brunt than this And hope that after hellish paynes there commes a time of bliss Yet note the torments strange that toyling saylers haue Who liues at mercie of the Seas yea surge and svvelling vvaue Would swallow vp the Shippe if Pylots were not good And some in time of great distresse vnto their tackle stood Sometime a flaw of vvind blowes Maister ore the Hatch And Boy fro toppe coms tumbling dovvne and at a cord doth catch To saue his sillie life aloofe then cries my mates No neerer shore the Ship she tucks and on the sand she grates And plying for aboorde about the Vessell goes And through the shroudes and clouted Sayles a gale of winde there bloes That seemes to shake the Barke in sunder euery ribbe Then is no time to heaue the can to crie carous and bibbe But each man to his vvorke they fall and flie apace In necke of this a man of vvarre that seekes to giue the chace They spie in halfe a kenne vp Sould youres ho in hast The Captayne calls yet vnder hatch a sort of them are plast To beare the enmie out that should the Shippe assayle At length the Cannon bullet flyes and shotte as thicke as hayle Goes off to murther men and such a smoke doth rise As few may well regard the seas or scarce behold the Skyes Some grone and bidde good-goodnight their day watch vvaxeth dimme Some caÌ„ not speake their heads are off and some haue lost a limme Some lyes on hatches lame they haue no legges to stand And some haue lost the vse of arme or maymed of a hand And some are fighting still and gets no harme at all But he that speedeth best the while makes boast thereof but small These brawles and bloudy broyles to end or quiet brought A new beginnes as yll a storme that troubles more their thought The Rockes and wretched streights that they must safely passe The narrow Creekes doubts they find in compasse of their glasse Is daunger wonders great so that these Saylers toyle Rests all on hazards eare they come to any certayne soyle I could rehearse a heape of sorrowes that they haue But you that liue in peace at home and mince the matter braue Will scarce beleeue a troth and toyle that trauelers take Well noble Pilgrims as in Verse I write this for your sake In Prose at your returne looke for a greater prayse A Booke that to the loftie Skyes your rare renovvne shall rayse This write I for your friends that you haue left behinde Your vvorthy wiues whose patient hearts beare many things in mind And sitte and shakes their heads at that they can not mend And many a sigh and sadde consaite along the Seas they send To follow those that flie from them God wot to fast And carried are in rotten Barkes about vvith euery blast And tossed vp and downe the Seas our Lord knowes where O HusbaÌ„ds wheÌ„ you saw your wiues shedde many a bitter teare How could you part from them the cace is aunswerd thus You are not ruld by loue of babes nor womens vvilles yewus But guided by such grace as God himselfe hath sent And that you do is done indeede vnto a good intent God graunt you good successe the whole harts ease you craue As much of wealth and honor both as euer men may haue A safe and short returne not long from home to dwell A quiet happy iourney still and so deere friends farewell FINIS A welcome home to Master Martin Frobusher and all those Gentlemen and Souldiers that haue bene with him this last iourney in the Countrey called Meta incognita whiche welcome was written since this Booke was put to the Printing and ioyned to the same Booke for a true testimony of Church-yardes good will for the furtherance of Mayster Frobushers fame FIue hundreth times moste welcome home my friendes that farre haue bin When thousands thought that all was loste your fleete came safely in To glad their harts that long bewailde your toyle and hazard great O giue me leaue in English verse a whyle on this to treat That doth dezerue such worldes renowme and come to such good end As forceth friends to fauour much and foes may well commend You slouth full snayles that creepe not far and loue your shelles so well And you cold crousts that haue smal crums in cottage poore that dwell Now will you blush or bende the browe to see how trauelers thryue Nay now you ought goe helpe your selues and rather seeke to

whiche Shew a rich Iewell was presented to the QuÃ©enes Highnesse From thence to Maister Reeuets where all things were well and in very good order and meate liberally spent But nowe to speake a little by the way of Gods mightie hande and power that framed mens harts so well in manye partes before the QuÃ©enes Highnesse came to Cambridge ShÃ©ere and to tell how blessedly our great and good God did deale with our dÃ©ere Soueraigne Lady in causing euery person to shew their dutie is a matter of great discourse and of no little weight and comfort to all good minds that shall confesse of the same suche a Lorde is oure greate God that can frame all things to the best and suche a Soueraigne Ladye we haue that can make the crooked pathes streighte where she commeth and drawe the hearts of the people after hyr wheresoeuer she trauels I had almost passed the boundes of my discourse by a desire of doing wel but remembring where I lefte I beginne agayne and followe my first intention to shew the returne of the QuÃ©ene from Norffolke and Suffolke So from Mayster Reuets hir Highnesse came to my Lorde Northes who was no whit behind any of the best for a franke house a noble heart and well ordered entertaynement and there was an Oration made by a Gentleman of Cambridge and a stately and fayre cuppe presented from the Uniuersitie all the Embassadors of France beholding the same and the Gentlemen of the Shire as in many other places did beare the Queenes meate to the table whiche was a great liking and gladnÃ¨sse to the Gentlemen and a solemne sighte for Strangers and Subiectes to looke vppon From my Lorde Northes to Sir Gyles Allingtons and there thinges were well and well liked From thence to Sir Iohn Cuttes but what chÃ©ere there was founde I knowe not for I was not there From thence to Mayster Kapels where was excellente good chÃ©ere and entertaynement From thence to Hide Hall where I hearde of no greate chÃ©ere nor banketting From thence to Rockwood Hall but howe the trayne was there entertayned I am ignorant of From thence to Mayster Stonars and from thence to my L. of Leycesters house where the Progras ended and to knit vp all the good there was reuiued not only with making a great feast to the QuÃ©ene the FreÌ„ch Embassador but also in feasting solemnely at seueral times the whole Gard on Sunday Munday before the QuÃ©ene came at his owne table vsing such courtesse vnto theÌ„ for the space of two dayes as was is worthy of perpetuall memorie Thus bold I haue bin a little to speake of the QuÃ©enes Highnesse returne who God hath so well preserued that she like a worthy Prince to our great comfort prospers in peace to the great disgrace of the enimies of God and aduersaries of our common Weale and Countrey FINIS quod Tho. Churchyard GOod Reader I had almost forgotten the names of the Gentlemenne that the QuÃ©ene made Knyghtes in Suffolke and Norffolke whiche ouersight had bin a blotte and blemishe to my Booke bycause hir Highnesse aduanced theÌ„ to the more Worship for that they should all their life time after haue the greater regard to God and to their Prince Their names follow Mayster Colt Mayster Parkar Mayster Iermine Mayster Spring Mayster Kydson Mayster Heygham Mayster Kneuet Mayster Bacon Mayster Pastons Mayster Grear Mayster Shelton Mayster Henry Woodhouse Mayster Gaudye Mayster Woodde Maior of Norwich Mayster Roger Woodhouse Â¶ A matter touching the Iourney of Sir Humfrey Gilbarte Knight THe man that trauels much vvith mind and body both Whose restlesse lims labring thoughtes through heaps of hazards goth A vvhile vvould gladly rest and so some sollace taste To sharp the sense and ease the heart that toyle doth vveare and vvaste But though vvith charged brest I seeke to steale a nappe In hope sounde sleepes vvould soone forget the griefe of thankelesse happe Some cause calls vp my Muse and bids my vvitts avvake That dovvne is layde on quiet Coutch a little ease to take As lately loe you heard by Verses penned vvell Which soundes so shrilly through my eares and tings so like a Bell That though in sadde dead sleepe my vvery body vvere I must rise vp and whet my wittes and lend a louing eare To that new tale I heere of friends that hence do go Vnto a soyle they neuer saw another world I trow That few or none haue found well what should more be sayd The Iourney that my friends do take full long in head I wayd Yet thought to pause awhile eare pen to paper past To see how course of world wold go and things fell out at last And thus in my delay I caught a slumber sweete And sure me thought in fearful dreme or sweauon did I meete The Golden Heart and other Ships that to this voyage goes Which Barks vver brauely vnder saile vvhere vvater ebbes and floes And where the view of CouÌ„trey soile was farre from Saylers sight And men were forst to trie the Seas in storme or darkest night But eare my dreame could ende a voyce gan call alowde Wher is Churchyard doth he sleepe or is he crept in Clowde To shunne the vse of penne and matter worthy note VVhereat I started out of bedde and streight wey vp I gote And to my Studie dore in hast therewith I went As one that fain wold write some thing that might the VVorld content Then brought I vnto mind the heauie Dreame I had Yet eare I wrote one Englishe verse I cald my little ladde And bad him runne with speede abroade and bring some newes And learne the troth of euery thing that I might shape my Muse To please the peoples eares with frute of Poets penne My Lackey had not vvalkt in Pawles not twentie pasis then But heard that sundrie friends of mine had taken leaue At Courte and were all Shipte away this brute may thee deceyue Thou foolish Boy quoth I nay Sir by sweete Sainct Iohn Quoth he Sir Humfrey Gilbart sure and all his troupe is gone But whether no man knovves saue they that are in Barke Who vvith one mind and one consent do hope to hitte one marke A ha Sir boy quoth I I knew this long agoe Shut study dore packe hence a vvhile and musing euen so I marueld howe this Knight could leaue his Lady heere His friends and prettie-tender babes that he did hold so deere And take him to the Seas where dayly dangers are Then wayd I how immortall Fame was more than vvorldly care And where great mind remaynes the bodyes rest is small For Countreys wealth for priuate gayne or glory seeke we all And such as markes this world and notes the course of things The weake and tickle stay of states and great affayres of Kings Desires to be abroade for causes more than one Content to liue as God appoyntes and let the world alone Yea such as deepely looke into these worldly toyes And freedome of the body still and

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