Selected quad for the lemma: england_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
england_n	king_n	pope_n	venetian_n	2,475	5	12.4435	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A27212	Psyche, or, Loves mysterie in XX canto's, displaying the intercourse betwixt Christ and the soule / by Joseph Beaumont ...	Beaumont, Joseph, 1616-1699.	1648 (1648)	Wing B1625; ESTC R12099	503,783	414

Saladines Decease invited thither Fierce Conquest with their Landing Armies went But strait their Sunshine turn'd to lowrie Weather For loe the Austrian Duke and Saxon too Untimely Death would let no further goe 29. And yet undaunted Montfort with his brave Selected French disdained back to start Till He good reason to the Pagans gave To grow so same and kinde as to impart Peace to the Christians which without annoy In Prolemais and Tyre they did enjoy 30. Mean while a glorious Conspiracy Of Western Princes to their Standards stream Henry Count of St. Paul of Campanie Theobald of Flanders Baldwin and of Breme Gualter with Henrie Duke of Lovanes State And Boniface Marquess of Monferrate 31. These to the Holy Land their course did bend But by the Graecian Quarrells turn'd aside Their Martial Zeal on Ducas they did spend And finding then fit Feuel for their Pride Forgot the Butt of their devout Designe And took no longer aime at Palestine 32. But Montforts Truce expired Germanie Conjur'd again into the Holy Warr Of which stout Brennus had the Conduct He Whose comeing through the Pagans shot such 〈◊〉 That they to buy it off are willing to Whate'r they held in Palestine forgoe 33. But vain Ambition lost this offerd Prize And swelling Hope of conquering AEgypt throws So thick a Mist before the Christian Eys That unto Cair the blinded Army goes Where they with Nilu's floods besieged round Their sacred Enterprize untimely drown'd 34. Yet Frederik his German Eagles spred Again and bravely into Syria flew Which in the Pagan Sultan rais'd such Dread That all his Turkish Confidence it slew He hasts to yeild and freely does resigne Unto the Christians their deer Palestine 35. Thus when to his Imperial Diademe This conquering Prince had joyned Salems Crown He Raynold leaves to manage it for Him And brings his Triumph home But strait the Frown Of Fortune or of Fate did blast what He Had nobly brought unto Maturitie 36. For when the Heav'ns had roll'd five years about Loe Raynold dies and Salems Fortune too The Templars Insolence such falshood wrought As generous Christians least of all should doe Their breach of Truce did their own Selves deceive And Salem unto AEgypts Sultan give 37. Yet holy Lewis with his Frenchmen strook Into the Pagans such deep Fright that they At his illustrious Oriflambes Look Unto his Victories gave willing way Offring Him Salem Palestine and more Than Christians own'd in Syria long before 38. But he by fatal Counsel it denied And then to Egypts Sultan prov'd a Prey The good King grieved and in vain he tried His new Adventures Strength for by the way A sudden and contagious Disease Both on his Army and on Him did seize 39. His quarrel Edward Englands sprightfull Prince Took up and lost none of the English Fame What Palmes had this brave Hero pluck'd from thence Had his conjur'd Allies but timely came But whilst unworthily They linger'd he Return'd and left behinde Ripe 〈◊〉 40. To gather which Imperial Rodolph sent Henry the Prince of Megalopo is A noble General he and bravely bent But yet against the bold impetuousnesse Of the stern Mameluhes too weak to stand He yeilds his Neck to wear a Captives Band. 41. These unsuccessefull Expeditions Shame A wak'd the Christians utmost Indignation Who in religious Throngs to Syria came High were their Hopes and great their Preparation But both by banefull Pride invenomed were Which brought to passe more than the Turks could dare 42. As when the Huntsmen going to the Chase Wrangle and quarrel who shall bear away The Lyons Skin untill their strife increcse To such Intemperance that it does betray Their whole Designe and make them readier to Chase one another than that Common Foe 43. So here the Christians who a hunting came For Salems Crown before they it obtain Divided are and quarrel which of Them Had fairest Right and Title their to reign All pleaded hard and at the Septre catch'd As if it now had from the Turk been snatch'd 44. The Kings of England Cyprus Sicilie And France the Pisans Florentines and Pope The Prince of Antioch Count of Tripolie The Genouese and the Venetians hope So did the Hospitals and Templars too That in the Diademe they had to doe 45. Thus while this cursed War of Contestation Protracts the Holy one the 〈◊〉 who Like their own Swords grow 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Finding no Businesse now at all to doe But to be wicked through each neighbour Town Run 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 up and down 46. At these 〈◊〉 Wrongs the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Both in their Rage and in their 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 And 〈◊〉 joyned with their 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 Upon their 〈…〉 Till by a quick and general 〈◊〉 All 〈◊〉 out of 〈◊〉 beat 47. They beat them out of Syria and 〈◊〉 Of all that nsuall Braveric whereby Their frequent Armies they to Salem brought With fresh Reeruits of Zealous Pietic Their Courage now lies dead and cold at home Which us'd to live about their 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 48. Yet not so dead but it revives again Into a Life much worse than Death for they Since that with most unchristian 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Their swords in one anothers blood and 〈◊〉 The Turks among themselves whom they were wont More nobly from their 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to hunt 49. The Crosse must now against the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 spreo Blush all yee Heav'ns at this and they who are Under the King of Peace all marshalles Be bararized by a mutual War Tearing that pretious gentle 〈◊〉 Their Lord bequeathed to their Custody 50. They who by mystick Union are knit Under one Head no other Foes doe seel But their 〈◊〉 Members and forge That whilst on them their Salvage spight they wreak The tender Head feels every wouno and will Score up drop which of His blood they 〈◊〉 51. Weep all good eyes which see this dreadfull shame Of Christians digging Christian Bowells up Sure that of blood deserv's your briney stream Weep then and let your Bottles never stop Till you have wash'd away this Purple stain 'Gainst which all powers but those of Tears are vair 52. Had but the thousand part of this dear blood Adventur'd to be broach'd in Palestins Quite overwhelm'd by its exuberant 〈◊〉 Had Manomets wide spred contagion been And wofull Greece had not ensiaved 〈◊〉 Under the burden or a Pagan Chain 53. Or had that Power of Policie or 〈◊〉 Of Arms of Horse of Men and stronger Gold Which in our 〈◊〉 aestroying Britain 〈◊〉 Of late been livisn'd out when Engiana 〈◊〉 Her 〈◊〉 Miserie with provident And pious zeal in Syria been spent 54. Our guilty words had now not blushed in 〈◊〉 blood nor had our Palms and Bays With any English curse destoured been But Salem her sad Head ' gun to raise Feeling from her long pressed neck the yoke Of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 broke 55. As 〈◊〉 was 〈◊〉 Salem to forsake As are our 〈◊〉 thither to advance Oft She looked hack and many a view did take With weeping eyes and blubber'd