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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heart_n	jove_n	love_n	zone_n	13	3	12.8535	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B06378	Upon the marriage of Prince George of Denmark with the Lady Anne: And his being install'd Knight of the Garter. A Pindarick poem.		1683 (1683)	Wing U115; Interim Tract Supplement Guide 806.k.16[114]; ESTC R12408	1,946	4

UPON THE MARRIAGE OF Prince George of Denmark WITH THE LADY ANNE And his being Install'd Knight of the Garter A Pindarick POEM Vt gaudent pater AEneas avunculus Hector Virg. I. ALmighty Love who can thy Ways define Thou small Intreaguing God thou' rt all Design Thy Quiver and thy Darts are farther known Than the gay wandring Bow which in the Clouds is shewn Thou keep'st the Gods themselves in awe By thy Universal Law Jove though amidst his stores of Rain and Hail Against thy Secret Flames can nought prevail Thou breakest through his Guards and with thy Dart Dost pierce the groaning Monarch to the Heart Neptune though all around with Waves opprest Yet by the Ocean finds his Love increast Like Water which on Fire 's cast Nay thou beyond the Tropicks canst approach Where Sol in all his Journey dare not touch Let it be Torrid or the Frigid Zone There an Empire thou dost own Which wou'd both Temperate be Were it not bold God for Thee Denmark which lies remoter from the Sun With as brisk Flames we find as Britain burn Thou first didst fire the Prince's Heart Then to Her Breast the Message streight impart He own'd thy Power and never stay'd But thy Godship soon obey'd Led by thy Light through rowling Seas he mov'd To meet his Royal Love He fear'd no Rocks that lay between So that within her Breast none cou'd be seen He fear'd not what from Seas and Winds cou'd come So that her Breath did not pronounce his fatal Doom Thus Vesta's Flame it self did once maintain Through the black Deep till it the Port did gain Till it at Rome had reach'd the Sacred Fane Nor did he long expect his Doom He did but Come and See and Overcome By Parlee and Capitulation In ten days space her Virgin Fort he wone An easier Conquest Jove cou'd never boast No Mistress ever stood him in less cost When Cloister'd Danae he wou'd gain To bribe her Keepers he was fain With Gold his Godship then was forc'd to buy New Morsels and Supplies for his Almighty Luxury II. Pardon Blest Pair these rude unpolisht Lines With which a Loyal Muse wou'd now approach your Shrines Like some young Virgin who when half undrest Around her loosely cast her Vest Into the Croud with eager steps does goe To gaze and wonder at the pompous Show Wellcome Great Prince to our Once happy Shore For this one time dear Land thy pardon I implore For many years the Pride of all the Floud The Envy of the Western World it stood In this our Isle as once of Rhodes was said The Sun was never thought to hide his Head Antiquity with all its searching eyes Cou'd never fancy or devise That once in Aegypt or in Albion Clouds cou'd rise Let Fortunate or Happy now no longer be its name But style it henceforth Europe's shame As in Greek Story we of Countreys reade That for their Sins have often chang'd their Breed Of Men or Manners so no more appears But all are here transform'd to Lions Dogs and Bears III. But the Mistaken World may fancy yet That Happiness here keeps her peacefull Seat Who see our thronged Streets still ebb and flow With Waves of people crowding to and fro Who with such artfull beauty and surprise See all our Palaces and Temples rise Who see our Navies daily plow the Main With a full Harvest blest of dear-bought gain Some fraighted with the Golden Spoils o' th' West Some with the shining Entrails of the East So a poor Swain viewing a Tyrant's state With secret envy does applaud his fate But yet ne'er learns to prize his own dear peacefull Rest Nor sees those inward flames that wrack the gaudy Pageant 's Breast Thus Aetna to the distant Sailers fight Shews with a Top that 's verdant flourishing and bright But yet within its burning Womb contains Nothing but Brimstone Lime and scorching sulphurous Veins IV. Yet from these Mists Great Sir that darken all the Air A sudden Joy does dart and scatter our despair When thus by you a way we open'd find How the Fates may still be kind How by your Royal Progeny We and our Sons may ever happy be So have I seen a kind auspicious Star Shine forth and guide the wandring Traveller While all else stood with thickest Night beset This sparkled like a Diamond set in Jet So from two warring Clouds black teeming Womb Oft have I seen the frisking Lightning come And trembling run o'er all the Azure way And with its Light create a short-liv'd Day Th' unruly Many now shall cease to rage Or ever more disturb the Age. No more shall Schism and bold Anarchy Among our English Manufactures numbred be Pale Faction now shall hang its drooping head It shall be through the World exprest That Oracles are once more ceas'd That the Old Cause the mighty Pan is dead These curst heart-burnings and ill-boding Flames Shall hence be exorcis'd by your Illustrious Name As Culinary Fire In the Sun's beams does lose its force and streight expire The giddy Rabble and the Beasts of Prey Shall by your Nuptial Fires be scar'd away As men in Africa do Bonfires rear To keep 'em from the Lion and the Savage Bear Then let our Brittish Annals talk no more Of one St. George his Deeds and wondrous Power This is the Man him the Great ORDER shall In future times their Saint and Patron call And what before was Legend Fable Lie Shall pass for current and Authentick History London Printed for Walter Davis 1683.