Selected quad for the lemma: hand_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
hand_n	left_a	pike_n	right_n	4,914	5	9.3734	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A03504	The strange, vvonderfull, and bloudy battell betweene frogs and mise the occasion of their falling out: their preparation, munition, and resolution for the warres: the seuerall combats of euery person of worth; with many other memorable accidents. Interlaced with diuers pithy and morall sentences, no lesse pleasant to be read, then profitable to be obserued. Couertly decyphering the estate of these times. Paraphrastically done into English heroycall verse by W.F. C.C.C.; Battle of the frogs and mice. English.	Fowldes, William.; Homer, attributed name.	1603 (1603)	STC 13626; ESTC S104175	24,963	64

remaine These are but words fit bugs to scarre the crowes And cowards brags do seldom end with blowes But if their meaning with their words agree Then doe they seeke to vndermine our Crowne A forged quarrell they impose on me That I a proud audacious Mouse should drowne And vnder this false colour they deuise To cloke the treasons of their enterprise Eche foole can find a staffe to beate a dog He must haue both his eyes that blinds a Frog Heauen and earth to witnesse I doe call And all the golden Planets of the skie That I attempted not the Mouses fall Nor once remember I did see him die But this I thinke that playing on the brim Seeing the gallant Frogs so brauely swim He thought to doe the like and leaped in Where he was iustly plagued for his sinne And now these lurking creatures hungry Mise Which scarce dare shew their faces in the light A crue of greedy vermine which deuise Nothing but stealth and rapine in the night These doe vniustly charge me with his death Because within our reigne he lost his breath But I will teach these proud audacious fooles Not iest with kings nor meddle with edge-tooles Then friends kind friends fellowes to your king Plucke vp your spirits banish lauish feares For in this warre whence terrour seemes to spring Me thinkes great ioy and comfort still appeares Since gallant Frogs whome nothing terrifies Fight with a starued troupe of hungry Mise Courage braue mates take weapons and to fight Fortune defends true valour in his right But since men may in warre sometimes preuayle As much by policy as power or might And that where strength and prowesse often fayle Wit doth at length giue succour to the right I wish you arme your selues with speare shield And march along the shore vnto the field VVhere on a hill which ouer-lookes the flood VVe will incampe our selues as in a wood VVhen to this place these crauen Mise conuay Their fearefull souldiers like a flocke of sheepe And to besiedge our fortresse shall assay VVhere we vpon the hill our forces keepe If any boasting Mouse vpon the banke Dare but ascend one foote before his ranke Him we will all assayle in furious mood And cast his body headlong in the flood By this rare stratagem and braue deuise We shall their malice and great pride abate Thus shall we conquer corner-creeping Mise Which would annoy our peace and quiet state And thus with trophies and triumphing play We will like victors crowne our heads with bay Thē arme your selues braue mates with speare shield God and great Neptune grant vs winne the field Here did he end and scarce he made an end But all the Frogs from greatest to the least For these ensuing warres their studies bend To get such weapons as befit them best First to their thighs greene Malows they do wrap Which hang downe like a bag or butchers flap Beetes like a cloke vpon their backe they don Which serues for brest-plate and habergion A Cockles shell for sallet they prepare T' award their heads from blowes amid the field In their left hands these water-souldiers bare A leafe of Colewort for a trusty shield And in their right for all parts armed were They tosse a bulrush for a pike or speare Along the shore they march in this aray Mad with fell rage yet glad to see this day Thus whil'st both armies did prepare to fight Almighty Ioue eternall without end Inuites the gods into his palace bright Whence ratling thunder bright flames descend And pointing with his finger downe below To them these puissant warriours doth he show Stout as the Centaures or the Gyants great Which once assai'd to pull Ioue from his seat Whom when the gods together did behold Marching like Pigmie-Braggarts in aray And sternly shake their speares like champions bold As though no terror could their hearts dismay They made the court of heau'n with laughter ring Such pleasure and delight the sight did bring Then smiling Ioue deep silence kept a space Lift vp his voice and spoke with royall grace If Frogs and Mise quoth he their patrons haue Chast daughter Pallas my Bellona deere Tell vs which side thou wilt protect and saue Shall not the gallant Mise be victors heere Great store of them within thy temples dwell Allured thither by the tempting smell Which still amounteth from thy sacrifice Pallas againe did answere in this wise Great Lord of heau'n and earth beloued Sire If you commaund your daughter must obay My will subiected is to your desire For children cannot fathers hests denay Yet force me not kind father once to shield These hunger-starued pyrats in the field False lurking creatures greedy theeuish Mise Whose teeth pollute my sweete fat sacrifice Great are the wrongs and mischiefes I abide By these detested vermine day and night Much they impayre my worship and my pride And shall I then defend them in this right The hallow'd oyle which sacred fire doth stay Within my lamps they steale and licke away My crowns they gnaw but these are losses small This is the hurt molests me most of all My braue ensigne embrodered all with gold Neuer braue ensigne was so rich of price Wherein my acts and triumphs were enrold Is eaten torne and spoyled by these Mice This is my hurt surpassing all the rest For this cause chiefly I these Mise detest And shall I father seeme to patronise My foes my wrongers and sworne enemies Ne're these accursed beasts will I defend Command ought else great Ioue but pardon this Nor durtie Frogs Bellona will befrend Whose ioy and pleasure in fowle puddles is For as I loath the Mise for sundry wrongs So I detest base Frogs for croking songs Whose harsh vnpleasant voices in the night Breed nought but terror to each mortall wight When I returne oft sweating from the warres And after fainting trauell thinke to sleepe With their seditious brawles and croking iarres Which in the filthy marishes they keepe Awake I lye till mornings trumpeter Giues warning for the day-starre to appeare And cheerfull Cock chants forth his wonted lay To shew the dawning of the ioyfull day Though we are gods yet let vs all beware To succour in our person either part For if these meete the gods they will not spare To strike them with their iauelings to the hart But let vs rather ioy to see this fray Where we behold their ruine and decay Thus Pallas said To whom incontinent The heauenly Senate gaue a full consent Meane while both armies mustred on the plaine And place their wings and squadrons in aray From either part a Herald doth againe Giue signe for battell and the bloudie day The buzzing Flies because they were of skil A blow aloud their hornes and trumpets shrill A harsh tantarra sound vnto the fight Which lends more courage to their wonted might Heauen