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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heaven_n	earth_n	see_v	world_n	12,890	5	4.5277	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B03282	An elegy upon the much lamented death of the most reverend divine Henry VVilkinson, D.D. late cannon of Christ-Church in Oxford; and since preacher of the Gospel in London, who dyed the 5th of June, 1675.		1675 (1675)	Wing E485; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[160]	1,262	1

AN ELEGY Upon the much lamented Death of the most Reverend Divine HENRY WILKINSON D. D. Late CANNON of CHRIST-CHVRCH in OXFORD and since Preacher of the Gospel in London who dyed the 5 th of June 1675. LEt 's haste to Jordan's banks from whence not far Elijah mounted in his fiery Carr Drawn by swift Seraphime doth cut his way Through Airy Fiery Regions without stay At the Olympick houses till he comes Unto the Pearly Gates and A●●re Rooms Prepared for him by the King of Kings Where to the Lamb he Hallelujah sings But let 's come down again to Jordan's brook And while he climbs on our Elijah look And when our sorrows want a briny Tear Our Eyes may now take in fresh water there Let them upon a Sea of Tears hoyse sail And let them leak and drown too let a gale Of Sighs fill our Soul's wings and make them soare After this Saint unto his Heavenly shore Methinks I hear the Quire of Angels cry Welcom blest Soul unto our company Innumerable Just Spirits every one Made perfect cry Make room for Wilkinson Ash Bridge Pearce Caryl Whitaker and Strong Vines Venning Calamy and Love among The Martyrs Jenaway congratulate Their Benjamin approching Heaven's gate Methinks I see them circling round the Throne Spectators while Jehovah's hand doth crown This Victor with triumphant bayes of Glory Ensur'd to him on Earth in Scripture-story Doth not his Treble Soul Heaven's Quire advance By adding a new Song whil'st with a glance He takes a prospect of his acted Scene On this World's Theatre his Soul agen Re-acts and Comments on his ended dayes To us a Text and now admires the rayes Of Grace Truth Wisdom Goodness Power and Love Commenced here there perfected by Jove The time is ended of the dark Eclipse Now now he clearly sees th' Apocalyps One minute now of Knowledge gives him more In Mysteries than scores of years before But where now am I gone return my Muse Come view his life his Enochisme peruse Hath he not for his Lord spent and been spent Come see in every place his Monument Oxford Produce thy high priz'd Pearls thy Gold Such as the Indies Guiny never told Which from Heaven's Factory our Merchant brought And found for thee before 't was by thee sought Athens should not have Ship'd him from her Port Nor the Cathedral from that Royal Fort Which he so stoutly Mann'd against th' attack Of Romish Monsters while he drave them back London Doth not thy Walls yet Eccho from His Trumpet Hath not his Alarum come Into thy Soul Doth not this Aaron's Bell Yet ring within thy Ears Let Spittles Cell Bear witness of his warning piece he fir'd Upon our Lusts which guilt and wrath acquir'd Can we forget his winged Soul that went After when his loud cries to Heaven were sent As if he long'd to know what Heaven decreed That he the News might bring to Jacob's Seed Cannot the Watch-Towers where th' Prophet stood Bear witness of that over flowing flood Of wrath from the Apocalyps of John By him foretold to come on Albion How did his working Heart in every word Breathe out itself How did the Spirit 's Sword Brandished in his skilful hand help on Sin Satan's Death's last Execution He Preach'd as if immediately from God He came he Pray'd as if in 's presence stood A David's Zeal a Moses Meekness Job's Still Patience his Lord Christ Royal robes Of Holiness did splendidly array This glorious Saint sit for his Wedding day What shall I say him shall I dare to call Henry the First for his Memorial