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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
fire_n	air_n	earth_n	water_n	33,259	5	7.3420	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A04363	The epitaffe of the moste noble [and] valyaunt Iasper late duke of Beddeforde	Skelton, John, 1460?-1529, attributed name.	1496 (1496)	STC 14477; ESTC S107839	5,674	20

plate male Beest byrde foule eche body terrestryal M. x. Seke we this murtherer him to assayle Vnafrayde ioyne in ayde ye bodyes celestyal Herry saynt with iyes faynte to the also I cal for thy brothers sake help deth to take that al may ō hī wōd for he reyne by drift sodeyne he Wil ech kynd encūbre ¶ Dethe Fouconer thou arte to blame And oughte take shame To make suche pretense M. xi C. ꝓsopopeya For I deth hourly May stande truly At ful lawful defence Deth hath no myghte Do wronge ne righte Fauoure frende ne fo But as an instrumentes At commaundemente Whether to byde or go I am the instromente Of one omnipotente That knowest thou fyrme and playne wherfore fro dethe Thy wo and wreth I Wolde thou shulde reteyne And agayne god For thy bromecod Batayle to darayne Than if it be ryghte most of myght thy godhed I acuse For thy myght contrary to right thou doste gretly abuse M. xii C. Introductio Katyffes vnkīd thou leuest behīd paynīs turkes iewis o r maist maister gret thou gaue wormes to ete wrō gretly I muse Is this wel done āswer me sone make lorde thyn excuse Dyd thou disdayne that he shuld rayne was that els the cause In his rayne he was moste fayne to mynest thy lawes Than certayn thou be playn stedfaste in thy sawes Euery knyght that doth right ferynge drede ne awes M. xiii C. onomotopeya Of thy face bryghte shal haue a syghte after this worldly wawes Than gode lorde scripture doth record verefieng that cause that o r bromcod with the gode god in heuē shal rest pause For first of nought thou him wroght of thy special grace And Wers than noght hī also boght in caluery in that place M. xiiii C. ꝓbacio Thou by thoght oft he were broght with satanas to trace yet lorde to haue pyte thou oght on the pycture of thy face we neyther he dāpned to be willyngly thou wist noght M. xv yet dampned shal he we be if thy mercy helpe nought Discreciō hast thou gyuē ꝑde what Wold we more ought After deth to lyue with the if we offende nought There is a cause yet of oure care thou creatoure alofte That thy gospel doth declare which I forgete noughte HoWe vnwarly our Welfare fro vs shal be broughte By deth that none wyl spare lorde that knowe we noughte M. xvi In syn drowned if we dare so sodenly be coughte Than of blysse ar we bare that fylleth me ful of thoughte Thou knowest lorde beste thy sylfe Man is but duste stercorye and fylthe Of him sylfe vnable Saue only of thy specyal grace A soule thou made to occupye place To make man ferme and stable C degressio which man to do as thou ordeyned With fendes foule shal neuer be payned But in blysse be perdurable And if he do the contrarye After this lyfe than shal he dye M. xvii Fendes to fede vnsaciable For which fendys foule thou made a centre In which centre thou made an entre That such that to breke thy cōmaūdemētes Wolde auēter Theder doWne shulde dessende But oure maister whan deth hym trapte In pure perseueraunce so was Wrapte That thou inuisyble his speryte thyder rapte Where thy sheltrons him shal defende If We nat offende He wyl purchace A gloryous place At oure laste ende To se his face we shal assende M. quatrinalis C. transuersio By his grete grace If we nat offende Thou haste enuapored I say alofte The soule of iasper that thou wroughte Seruyce to do latrial And why lorde I dyd the reproue Was for perfyte zele and loue To the nat preiudicyal For lorde this I knowe exprsse This worldly frute is bytternesse Farcyd With wo and payne Lyfe ledynge dolorously in distresse Shadowed with dethes lykenesse As in none certayne yet me semeth lo thou art non of tho that vs so shuld begyle He is nat yet ded I lay my hed thou hast hī hid for a while And al to ꝓue who doth him loue Who wil be vnkynd C. neugacio Thou hast in led layde hī a bed this trow I in my mynd for this we troW thou dost know as thy might is most That him to dye to soWe hye it were to grete a lost And he be dede this knowe I very right Thou saw lorde this erth corrupt with fals adulacyon And thought it place vnmete for iaspar thy knyght wherfore of body and soule thou made seperacyon Preantedate seynge by pure predestynacyon C. excusacio Whan his lyfe here shulde fyne and consum Wherfore lorde thus ende I my dolorous exclamacyon Thy godenes knewe what was beste to be done As a prynce penytente and ful of contricion M. xviii C. conclusio So dyed he we his seruauntes can recorde And that he may haue euerlastynge fruicyon We the beseche gloryous kynge and lorde For the laste leson that he dyd recorde To thy power he it aplyed saynge tibi omnes As a hye knyghte in fidelyte fermely moryd Angeli celi et potestates Wherwith payne to the herte him boryd And lyfe him lefte gyuynge deth entres Whiche lyfe in comparyson of thyne Is as poynt in lyne or as instant in tyme. For thou were and arte and shal be al tyme In thy silfe reynynge by power diuyne Makynge gerarcyiis thre and orders nyne The to deifye Wherfore we crye Suffer nat iaspar to dye But to lyue For ēternally that he shal lyue Is oure byleue And than moste craftely dyd combyne Another heuen called cristalline So the thyrde stellyferal to shyne M. xix C. prolongacio Aboue thy skye Wherfore we crye Suffer nat iaspar to dye But to lyue For eternally that he shal lyue Is oure byleue Moreouer in a zodiake pure and fyne Synys xii thou set for a tyme. And them nexte in cercle and lyne Saturne thou set iupiter and mars citryne Contect and drye Wherfore we crye Suffer nat iaspar to dye But to lyue For eternally that he shal lyue Is oure byleue Than to peryssh thorouthryll myne The mystes blake and cloudes tetryne Tytan thou set clerely to shyne The worldes iye Wherfore we crye vt supra yet in their epycercles to tril tWyne Retrograte stacyoner directe as a lyne Venus thou set marcury the mone masseline Nexte fyre and ayre so sotyl of engyne The to gloryfye Wherfore we crye Suffer nat iaspar to dye But to lyue For eternally that he shal lyue Is oure byleue Water and erth with braunch and vine And so thy werkes to ende and fyne Man to make thou dyd determyne Of whome cam I. wherfore I cry the supplye Suffer nat iaspar to dye But to lyue For eternally that he shal lyue Is oure byleue With him to comford at all tyme. Thou ioyned the sex than of frayle femynyne Which by temptacyon serpentyne They re hole sequele broughte to ruyne By ouergrete folye Wherfore we crye Suffer nat iaspar to dye But to lyue For eternally that he shal lyue Is oure byleueue Than of thy godenes thou dyd enclyne flessh to take of thy moder and virgyne And vs amonge in payne and famyne Dwalte and taughte thy holy doctryne Vulgurly Wherfore we crye Suffer nat iaspar to dye But to lyue For eternally that he shal lyue Is oure byleue Tyl a traytoure by false couyne To pylat accused the at pryme So taken slayne and buryed at complyne Rose agayne of adam redemynge the lyne By thy infynyte mercy For whych mercy Incessantly we crye And the supplye Suffer nat our lorde to dye But to lyue For eternally that he shal lyue Is oure byleue ¶ Lenuoy Kynges prynces remembre whyle ye may Do for your silfe for that shal ye fynde M. xx Executours often maketh delay The body buryed the soule sone oute of mynde Marke this Wel and graue it in youre mynde Howe many grete estates gone are before And hoWe after ye shal foloWe by course of kynde Wherfore do for youre silfe I can say no more Though ye be gouernours moste precious in kynde Caste downe your crounes and costely appareyle Endored With golde and precyous stones of ynde For al in the ende lytyl shal auayle Whan youre estates deth lyketh to assayle your bodyes bulgynge with a blyster sore Than Withstande shal neyther plate ne mayle Wherfore do for youre silfe I can say no more There is a vertue that moost is auaunsed Pure perseueraunce called of the porayle By Whome al vertues are enhaunsed Which is not Wonne but by diligente trauayle Ware in the ende for and that vertue fayle Body and soule than are ye forlore Wherfore if ye folowe Wyll holsom counsayle Do for youre silfe I can say no more Kynges prynces moste souerayne of renoune Remembre oure maister that gone is byfore This Worlde is casual nowe vp nowe downe Wherfore do for your silfe I can say no more Amen Honor tibi deus gloria et laus Qd Smerte maister de ses ouzeaus