Selected quad for the lemma: england_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
england_n	bring_v	king_n	son_n	3,526	5	5.0596	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A00663	King Iames his welcome to London With Elizaes tombe and epitaph, and our Kings triumph and epitimie. Lamenting the ones decease, and reioycing at the others accesse. Written by I.F.	I. F.; Fenton, John, fl. 1603, attributed name.; Ferrers, John, attributed name.	1603 (1603)	STC 10798; ESTC S105576	8,598	26

in trouble hazard doubt and feare For mocking VVarwick that first brought him there Whom when he had o'rethrowne and liu'd in peace Yet could not priuate grudge and enuie cease His brothers scorn'd his marriage scoft his Queene For that of higher bloud she had not beene Enuying his issue after him should sway But Richard Gloster made them sure away And for an easier passe his will to further His elder brother Clarence first did murther And after Edwards death the King his brother The two young Princes he in the Tower did smoother When loe he got the crowne but with what feare When he had got it he the same did weare And with what tyrannie well it is knowne And in the Chronicles most plainly showne Till worthy Richmond pittying Englands state Sued for his owne resolu'd to trie his fate When he in battayle ouerthrew this deuill And loosed England from a peerlesse euill Hee married Edwards daughter ioyn'd in one Lancaster and Yorke the houses of renowne Th●n was all peace concluded all stu●s ceased Contention grew faint onely truce increased In time of which this worthy Richmonds Earle Had two young Princes and one Princely gerle Margret by name from out whose lineall race Thou didst discend and iustly claim'st thy place Enioy it to thy ioy gladly confesse How from thy Font run streames of happinesse For Kings which I haue named first attain'd Their seats with blood and still in feare they raign'd Yea Richmonds worthy selfe sate not so sure But traytors still rebellion did procure And Henry his successor though renown'd Sought how to make his weake religion sound When with much toyle he did from England banish The Popish crew whose fraud like smoake did vanish Leauing his heire in Protestancie learned Who after his decease the same confirmed But soone was he cropt off such was his course Death had on peerelesse Edward no remorse When after him came Mary to the crowne Religion then and former rites went downe Sword death blood fire ruled then this I le No gracious fortune lent a gracious smile Trouble on trouble griefe did weigh downe griefe In vaine the guiltlesse cride without reliefe Till God our former libertie did inlarge Yeelding the Scepter to Elizaes charge Who whiles she sway'd it sway'd it with like hand As did Titania sway the Fairie land Whome Poets faine a Virgin pure and chast As by the name of Goddesse she was grast Then faire Eliza as bound by dutie Receiue this latest farewell to thy beautie A sorrowfull Epitaph on the death of Queene ELIZABETH HEere lyes ELIZA dead who liu'd in fame Consum'd in body but refresht in name Shee liu'd to age a glasse to youth a mirror Vnto her friends a ioy to foes a terror Shee was the Souldiers captaine the law's life The Churches deerest spouse the Churchmans wife Learnings greene Lawrell vertues chiefe refector Peaces maintainer onely Truths protector The Orphants parents and the ritchmans stay The poore mans comfort and the nights cleere day The tradsman fauorer and the marchants gaine The sea mans night starre and the lyers staine The pride of all her sex all womens boast The worlds wonder that they wondred most The Courtiers glory entertaining all Louers of truth young old in generall She dy'de bewayld she iustly liu'd admir'd Her body sunke her spotlesse soule aspir'd THus King the troubles haue I open layde Which in the times of former Princes swayde How happy then art thou who with such peace Hast entered Englands front whiles turmoyles cease Thou art applauded by the vulgar route Who put to flight the thoughts of former doubt Loe London hath held ope her willing armes To shadow thee from false conspired harmes What they indeuour onely is to finde How they with Pageants may content thy minde The Northren gates fly ope to entertaine A happy guider to a happy raigne The busie scholler throwes aside his booke Glutting his halfe suncke eyes at thee to looke The Marchant lets his getting gaines goe by Finding more hope of gaine within thine eye The souldier lets his weapons now to rust Nor to the spilling of more blood dooth trust But pleaseth most in peace and craues a place Whereas he may behold thy princely face The plowman leaues his oxe to grasse whiles he Thy countenance indeuoureth to see The poore artificer now growes so bolde To slacke his worke thy presence to be hold The Gentleman the matron maide and wife The aged man and youth prayes for thy life The nobleman the comminalty and all Reioyce at sight of thee in generall The Phonix that of late fled to the skies Hath left her ashes from whence doth arise Another Phoenix rare vnmatcht vnpeered Vnto whose loue loue is it selfe indeered Then welcome noble Iames with my owne voyce Thinke thy whole monarchy ioyntly reioyce More welcome neuer Sylla triumph't Rome Then mighty King thou doost to London come O now such Prophets as in ancient times Foretolde of things to come in broken rimes Me thinkes such south-sayers should againe reuiue Telling how happily Englands choyce should thriue O would my toung auguriously could speake Or into fortunate predictions breake That I might Merlin like foretell such things Whose issue truth to follow ages brings Yet rightly this I boldly dare avow England was neare established till now Now may we proudly boast we neede not feare We haue a King and this same King an heire A toward Prince if fame be true or rather A vertuous sonne sprung from from a vertuous father Long may he liue a furtherer of our ioy And when he raignes raigne still without annoy Blest be his match his issue so increase As we may still inioy an endlesse peace By which we may tryumph thou tookest in hand The gouernement of this our English land So as the Romanes Romulus did call The first foundator of their City wall Or as Aeneas Latines term'd to be The chiefest father of their progeny And first found Captaine of their Italy Or Bruite the Patron of our Brittany So after ages may in time to come Call thee the Romulus of their English Rome Thou shalt be our Aeneas the first grounder Of all our setled stay our hopes first founder We thinke nor Samothes nor on Bruits name But attribute their entrance to thy fame For as some worthy man which hath effected Some worke of charity or a house erected To loue imploy'd in some religious vse Where vertue may be paiz'd without abuse As he I say is highly to be praised And haue his worth with glorious trumpet raised Yet if the same decay and with much charge Another do the same againe inlarge Then is the benefactor onely thought The onely sole foundator and as oft As it decayes and is repai'd by lot The last is praised the former is forgot Yet sure 't is better surely once to found it Then many times vncertainely to ground it Euen so great prince it doth befall with thee For well we now coniecture thou art he