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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
enemy_n	foot_n	horse_n	squadron_n	1,059	5	11.6685	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A88552	Dianea an excellent new romance. Written in Italian by Gio. Francisco Loredano a noble Venetian. In foure books. Translated into English by Sir Aston Cokaine.	Loredano, Giovanni Francesco, 1607-1661.; Cokain, Aston, Sir, 1608-1684.	1654 (1654)	Wing L3066; Thomason E1452_1; ESTC R209558	186,621	375

of the Infante's of Armenia's ran under his Legs and made him fall to the ground The Baron changed at this accident and so much the more perceiving the laughter of the by-standers and of the Infante in particular whereupon drawing his Sword at one blow he killed the Dog The Infante conceiving the wrong to his Dogge done to himselfe gave him a stroke with such a violence that the Spectators doubted of the Barons life He avoiding the blowes withdrew from the Assaults of the Infante who with that his fury had no other effect but to gaine ground on the Baron at the same time tiring himselfe out of breath The Baron resolute to strike not according to the impetuousnesse of his anger but conformably to the rules of occasion expected that this fury should weaken his Intellect and strength When he perceived his stroakes grew more faint and slow he drowned his sword in the body of the Infante fixing him to earth in an estate neither to entreat for nor to receive his life The Armenians not able to endure so funebrous a spectacle tooke armes to revenge the death of their Prince The Thracians did the same to carry the Baron out of danger All the Campe betooke them to Armes making slaughter of all those which would make head The Prince of Epirus and Missia had opportunity to meet notwithstanding that the Scythian and the Infante of Macedonia ran always between them The Souldiers were all crouded up to help their Princes laying upon one another with so much cruelty that a greater they could not have used towards their enemies Being enclosed within the Lists and in their Tents they were slaine without resistance so streight a place not able to containe such a multitude They that were trodden under foot were more than the wounded men and horses contending with an equall feracity The Squadrons were in a manner united so that there was not roome to retire or fly They strooke with their bodies no lesse than with their weapons In so closed a fight there was no other hope but to dye All equally were enemies and many times the Souldier killed him who had saved his life Nothing was heard but confused cries languishing schreekes that mixed with the noise of Armes formed to the eare a sound most dreadfull which threatned death The Thracians by reason they were the greater in number made the more slaughter of the others although also they made the greater loss Dorcone cried out but was not heard he was not obeyed He used all meanes to appease that uproare but it availed not for they obstinate in fight attended not to any thing he said Is it possible he cried that you will with your own blouds give the victory to your enemies What Anger what hope what reward enforces you to be cruell against your friends Employ those weapons with a more meritorious violence against those who laugh at your furies What Deity constraines you to sacrifice your selves here to death What barbarismes What foolishnesses are these What Fate wills it that the besieged should enjoy their security by our perils Shall then a simple indignation sprung by chance doe more than an inveterate hatred of your enemies You cannot be overcome but by your selves Would you then that the Foe should triumph over you long of your selves Vent your rage against those who from the Walls looke for safety from our harmes These words neverthelesse prevailed not any thing in those minds which encruelized had not distinction to know their madnesse The complaints and the voices of the wounded did not allay at all the fury of the Combatants rendred incapable to obey and to command All those Princes rushed into the Squadrons by maine force routing them not taking either example nor moderation by the misfortune of those that were falne before them The Thracians many times endeavoured to draw out of the Rampiers obeying more to the hand than to the voice of the King but the Souldiers of the Armenian and the Scythian with those of the other Princes permitted them not The Infante of Macedonia and the Prince of Epirus many times meeting and many times parted by the great Croud fell upon one another afresh Perceiving that to use their swords was impossible they closed each striving to cast his enemy They both fell nor could they rise againe this being the last fall to them The Presse was so great that whosoever fell was not in a state to rise fining a Sepulchre many times before death The Scythian who ran formidable carrying terrour by the most illustrious bloud met with the Prince of Missia who wheresoever he passed left alwaies signes of his valour Both of them seeing they were so neare every other enterprise being cast aside turned against that which they most hated That Tragedie had not presented a Scene more funebrous Before he strooke the Scythian said Now thou shalt pay for the contempt which with thy speeches thou hast given to my Councels and Affection A Boy might well receive directions from a King that loved him I hope shortly to make you see that it had been better for you to have been born without a tongue Thou shalt not have friends neither the protection nor authority of the King which shall hide thee from the fury of this sword The Prince answered In truth thou art come at this time to receive chastisement for thy pride I know thou desirest I were timerous and base because thy particular knowledge of thy own debility made thee feare one day the undauntednesse of this heart They replied no more because with their swords they began to worke treason to their lives The strength of their Armours made many of their blowes fall in vain although from many places they drew bloud They were so streightned by the multitude of Souldiers that they could only strike with their fists This neverthelesse they did with such a strength and anger that their Armours being bruised they were both desperate of their lives Throwing aside their swords they drew their knives with which they left not any place of their Armours which they attempted not to kill by The Scythian was more fierce and the Prince more discreet so that no advantage was known between them Finally they resolved to overcome or dye The Scythian strooke the Prince in the groine with cutting the buckles of his Armour the blade entred into his bowels He feeling himselfe slaine strooke the Scythian in the throat between the joyning of the Brestplate and the Helme They both fell to the earth breathing forth their soules which without doubt will renew the fight if hatred and anger are nourished among the dead Dorcone seeing this Battell so obstinate endeavoured by his utmost power to make his men draw out of the Rampiers Lastly it succeeded though he was divers times in danger to be overpressed Two houres only remained to the day when with his head and his hand unarmed he began to pacifie the Souldiery who being advertised

them with mighty outcries to encrease the horrours of the battell and the night Viralto said to the Souldiers On valiant Spirits and triumph over those who almost overcome with sleep and feare have no resistance against your valour Let us sacrifice to Revenge by the benefit of the night these cruell men who causelesly hate us Regard not their number which is neither defence not security to them but addes to their confusion Being disorderly in croudes the darknesse will make them kill one another instead of us If with a generous resolution you do not strive for the victory which Fortune offers you there will be hereafter no more hope neither for liberty nor for life nor honour This threefold assault in this manner daunted the courages of the Thracians that with a difficulty they were made to move by their Officers The Count of Macronia with all the strength he could gather turned himselfe to that part of the danger and constrained Viralto to retire with all those that followed him Whereupon these not a jot retarded by the hurt of wounds by the losse of their Companions or by the feare of death would passe the Bridges or dye Now they grappled with those that resisted them and now with an obstinate resolution making a Lather of dead bodies they attempted to clime upon their Rampiers Darts and Arrows though sent at randome yet fell not in vaine Viralto willing to shew proofe of his courage forced the Trenches in despite of all those that opposed him He could dot be followed but by a few the Princes of Missia and Epirus falling on with such a number of Sonldiers that the Duke was enforced to render himselfe prisoner whilest all those were slaine that accompanied him On the other side Dorcone and the Duke of Nicopolis rendred vaine the Forces of the Count of Terra Grossa and the Baron of Lapithy The night to both the Armies encreased the slaughter exceedingly for not perceiving advantages or dangers every one encountred death without fearing it The Count of Terra Grossa not able any longer to abide the impetuousnesse of the Thracians set fire to their Tents making also the same to be done to many of his The Thracians on the other side making the wood-worke to be cast to the ground prevented the fire from encreasing Yet the smoke adding to the darknesse of the night occasioned more horrour to the Souldiers and the Conflict to be more cruell Many falne and dying with a new manner of anger attempted revenge upon Carkasses Others losing their swords made use of their nailes and teeth with so much savagenesse that they appeared rather beasts than men The Duke of Nicopolis not able any longer to abide that the victory should hang doubtfull the Sun being now risen leaving his command of the Souldiers to the King of Scythia and the Infante of Macedonia finding that multitude availed not but to disorder them in those narrow passages led a great Party out thence and taking a compasse fell upon the backs of the enemy making a way through them The Count of Terra Grossa advertised of this danger without expressing any shew that he shunned it sent word to the Baron of Lapithy that wheeling about with all the speed possible he with his men should sustaine that charge The Baron obeyed but being presently followed by the King of Scythia and the Infante of Macedonia hee was taken in the way by the Duke of Nicopolis There in an open place their small number being known they were in such manner streightned that they had not hope to save themselves The Count of Terra Grossa who saw the danger the Baron was in hopelesse to conquer charged on to relieve him Dorcone followed him animating his to victory He said Behold the enemy that flies and leaves the Field Behold the Palmes which a Triumph promiseth us This miserable Remnant that hath escaped our hands it behoves us to subdue to give satisfaction to our anger Behold the Enemy that retreats not so much to over come as to be overcome Rescue with all your force your friends from the madnesse of this desperate Foe which runs to death So having said he moved to follow the Count accompanied by all his Squadrons Cruelty triumphed in this new encounter Every moment the Souldiers fell and their own dangers gave them not leisure to compassionate the miseries of others The Colours were confused and disordered in the battell and the Army now lost those Parties that observed martiall Rules The quantity of the dead served as Trenches for King Vassileo's Souldiers encompassed by so many Armes that defence was impossible The slaughter that the Archers made was without number Dorcone not regarding that he was a King concentred himselfe among the thickest hazarding himselfe to every danger He was followed by all the Princes and those of his Guard who continually made vowes for his health and safety The Duke of Nicopolis also followed by the Barons of Cordia and of Achialo exposed himselfe to all perils Now he broke the order of their Rankes now encountring the most couragious he gave leisure to others to assaile the weakest Finally he managed his sword with such a fiercenesse that his enemies thought him a lightning Yet neverthelesse this did not daunt the courage of his Adversaries The hope of Liberty and the desire of Victory made them fearelessely to despise death The Count of Terra Grossa in valour and in the richnesse of his Arms singular among the others visited the Squadrons one by one exercising at one the same time the office of a private Souldier and Captain He made use of commendations and rebukes accordingly as the Actions of the Souldiers deserved He was ready to repaire their Losses sending alwaies fresh Souldiers in their roomes that fell He said We must friends either conquer or dye Behold there Arsinoe which expects you And it is necessary that you open your way by your force What will become of you if you had rather dye flying than fighting He dies not that gloriously loses his life defending himselfe his Country his Friends and Children He spoke these words with so much boldnesse that although he knew the danger yet he seemed to feare none He encountred in the greatest terrour of the Fight the King of Thracia conceiving he undertooke the most glorious enterprise of all because it was the most difficult he attempted to kill him Three blowes he gave him the one after the other so mighty that he fell downe senselesse on the earth He believing him dead or at the least mortally wounded ran upon the Count who finally being run through with many thrusts after he had sold his life at a deare price breathed out his soule which seemed very unwillingly to abandon that body and may be guessed it was loath to go forth fearing the violence of so many Armes On the other side Dorcone being remounted without having received any hurt fell upon the Souldiers who having lost their Count