Selected quad for the lemma: friend_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
friend_n	bear_v	father_n	son_n	766	5	4.9151	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A14489	Didos death. Translated out of the best of Latine poets, into the best of vulgar languages. By one that hath no name; Aeneis. Book 4. English and Latin	Virgil.; Digges, Dudley, Sir, 1583-1639.	1622 (1622)	STC 24811; ESTC S102679	21,463	52

Cables cut spurs me And so we will good God who ere thou be We follow glad obeying thy command Come O come helpe vs pleas'd on thy right hand Stars lucky shew said he and sword like thunder Flashing drew forth and hausets hew'd in sunder Like heate had all they hale hast farewe'l bid The shore the sea vnder their sayles lies hid Their strokes together force fome blew seas brushing And now on earth first casting fresh light blushing Aurora Tythons yellow Couch-bed leaues When Dido from her watch tower first perceiues Daylight breake white the Fleete in order sayling Coast cleere no Ships in empty port then wayling Her faire brest oft she smit and from her hed Tearing gold haire Oh Iupiter she sed And shall this stranger goe thus ieering hence Mocking my Land in armes is there no sence May not my whole Townes forces after make And Fleete with Fleete with ships ships spoyling take Goe quicke fire fight sayle row what i st I speake Where am I am I mad vnhappy weake Queene Dido moou'd with this lewd part of his Now art thou toucht thou shouldst haue thought of this When King thou madst him see the troth and faith Of him that country Gods in Consort hath Men say the goodman on whose shoulders borne Syre aged was Oh that I could haue torne That flesh of his and carkasse cast to fishes Kild friends or slaine Aseanius and in Dishes For Father to haue fed on set the Lad. But warres chance doubtfull had beene Would it had Whom feard I dying I had set on fire Cabins fild Decks with flames and sonne and fire And race destroyed my selfe and all vndone Oh all earths workes with light suruaying Sunne And thou these cares Interpreter all-knower Iuno thou Hecate by night way goer So hallow'd yee reuengefull powers all And guilty Starres of dying Didocs fall Heare this and with mishaps deseru'd grace giue My prayer if needs this naughty man must liue To Port on Land in Italy to get If Ioues decrees such end haue set Oh yet By people bold in battell vext through warre Banisht from home from sonnes imbracements farre Ayd let him beg friends base deaths let him see And yeelding to vnequall peace-lawes he Nor Kingdome nor wisht life inioy but dye Vntimely and in dirt vnburied lye I pray this last wish I with bloud powre out And you oh Tyrians let your of-spring stout Hate his this comfort send me to my graue Noe Loue no good league let his people haue But from my bones may some reuenger spring With fire and sword Troian Race following Now and in times to come of power and might Shore against shore seas to seas opposite Curst swords with swords may childrens childrens sight Thus saying and on all sides casting thought To end a loathed life forthwith she sought Straight to Sythaeus Nurse Barce she sod For in old country Land her owne was ded Deere Nurse my sister Nan cause to come hither Bid her first washt in running streames together Bringing the cattell and the offring showne Com● you with holy vaile ore your head thrown To sacrifice to Pluto I intend Rites well begunne prepar'd my eares to end And Troian to hel-fire in picture send She said old diligence her pace did mend But Dido quaking through fierce purpose wild Lookes bloody casting trembling cheeks defild With spots streak't pale as death through death to come Brake through house inner doores and furious clombe The high pild fire and Troian sword did draw Gift beg'd for no such vse heere when she saw Aeneas cloaths and bed she too well knew A while she musing paus'd wept then threw Her selfe vpon it and these last words spake Sweete spoyles while God and Fates so suffered take This breath and cleere my cares my dayes are done Of life the Glasse course Fortune gaue is runne And vnder earth now shadow great of me Shall goe braue Towne I purpos'd and did see The wals reueng'd for husbands death I made Foe brother suffer paines Pygmaleon payd Happie thrice happie had I beene and more Had only Troy ships neuer toucht my shore She said kissing the bed and shall we thus Die vnreuenged but yet die let vs She said thus thus it pleaseth to expire Let Troians cruell eyes draw in this fire From farre and with him our deaths il-luck beare She had sed when her women waiting there Behold her fallen on the sword that lyes Poming with bloud hir hāds all smeard their cries Fil court through town amazd Fame mad doth go With mourning sighs and womens howling woe Roofes ring the skyes with cryes of sorrow sound As if all Carthage or old Tyre to ground Were rasing by foes entred in their Ire Houses of men and Gods setting on fire This sister heard nere dead and fearefull pase Beating her brests with fists with nayles her face Defacing scard she Rushes through them all And on her dying by her name doth call Ah sister was it this me to beguile Was this the holy fire and Altars wile Oh what shall I complaine of first forlorne A sisters Confort dying didst thou scorne Cald to the same fate hadst thou both had our Last grieu'd on one sword in one haplesse howre And must I make the fire must I so pray Gods cruell at thy death to be away Me sister and thy selfe thou didst vndoe The Commons Aldermen and Citty too Water The wound I le wash and if breath last Last breath from mouth with mouth take said she past Stayre Top in armes sister halfe dead she takes And weepes and sighs from cloaths the blacke bloud shakes She lifting vp her heauie eyes doth sound Againe wind whizzes in breasts deadly wound Thrice she her selfe on elbow leaning rais'd Thrice fell back on the bed eyes wandring gaz'd To secke the light shee mournd to finde deepe groning Her paines so long and death so hard bemoning Almighty Iuno downe did Iris send Her strugling soule and sinewes strong to vnbend For nor by fate nor death deseru'd in Age Vntimely dying wretch through sudden rage Proserpina yet had not cut her hayre So yellow nor to hell damn'd face so faire The saffron-wing'd wet Rainebow therfore hasts That gan'st the Sunne thousand strange colours casts And lighting on her head sayes I from this Body thee free thus sacrifice to Dis Inioynd so clips her haire and therewithall Breath-flitting-life hear doth to ashes fall The ende P. Virgilij Maronis AENEID LIB IIII. AT Regina graui iam dudum saucia cura Vulnus alit venis caco carpitur igni Multa viri virtus animo multuiqúe recursat Gentis honos harent infixi peolore valtu● Verbaque nec placi dam membris dat cura quietem Postera Phoebea lustrabat lampade terras Humentemque autora polo dimouerat vmbram Cum sic vnanimem alloquitur malè sana s●rorem Anna soror qua me suspens●m insomma terrent Quis nonus hic nostris successit sed bus hospes Quem sese ore