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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
judgement_n	defendant_n	law_n	plaintiff_n	2,005	5	10.1186	5	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A81867	The soules soliloquie: and, a conference with conscience As it was delivered in a sermon before the King at Newport in the Isle of Wight, on the 25 of October, being the monthly fast, during the late treaty. By the Right Reverend Father in God, Brian Duppa, Ld. Bp. of Salisbury.	Duppa, Brian, 1588-1662.	1648 (1648)	Wing D2666aA; ESTC R782	14,229	24

soule the why Why art thou cast downe Is it not for thine owne sins or for the sins of others take either of them thine eyes will have a large field to water Is it for that thou hast been a Child of wrath a Servant of the Devil Is it for that thou art a Candle set in the wind blowne at by severall temptations or is it for that thou wouldst be freed from them Woe is me that I dwell in Mesech that I dwell so long in the tents of Kedar Art thou troubled as Saint Augustine was when he read that the way to Heaven was narrow the number small that travail'd thither Or hast thou put on Saint Bernards resolution who had made a compact with his Soule never to joy till he had heard his Saviour call him Come thou blessed nor never to leave sorrowing till he had escaped the bitter sentence Goe ye cursed If any of these be the Why the ground of thy sorrowes if such thoughts have cast thee downe know that thy Saviour hath already blessed thee For Blessed are they that mourne The Angels are thy servants they gather thy teares God is thy Treasurer he layes them up in his bottle the holy Ghost is thy Comforter he will not leave thee Feare not then to be thus cast downe feare not to be thus disquieted within thee Thus having sail'd through one sea of bitternesse the Dejection of the soule we are againe to set forth but in a roughet storme the Trouble of the Conscience implyed in the next Interrogatory Why art thou disquieted within me The Conscience is in the soule but none can tell well whether a portion of it none can tell you what whether it be an Habit or an Act or both whether in the Understanding or in the Will or in both whether Practicall or Theoricall or mixt of both is still disputed But Saint Augustine gives me the truer satisfaction Sentio quam non Intelligo I feele thee Conscience though I doe not understand thee For as they whom Statesmen employ as Spies though they mingle with all companies yet keep themselves concealed so the Conscience which is Gods Informer sent by him as a Spie into the Soule mixeth with all our thoughts as well as actions and though we know not what the Conscience is yet what We are our Conscience knowes full well Yet as I have seene Lines drawne upon a wall with a coale so far resemble a face as he that look'd on it at least might guesse at it so the Ancient Fathers have ventur'd at some Expressions of this subtile spirituall thing the Conscience First if we look to the Nature of it they tell us that Conscience is an habit of the soule not acquir'd but created with it That it is an Invisible Instinct or a Practicall Syllogisme by which we conclude what we should doe and what not If we look farther for the use for the Office of it Origen calls it Paedagogum Animae the busie Paedant of the Soul varying as our actions vary now discouraging straight heartning approving here reproving there Or if this be not enough Tertullian shall tell you that it is Praejudicium Judicii a kinde of Antidated day of Judgement a domestick Doomes-day or as Saint Basil tells you that it is Naturale Judicatorium the very Consistory of the Law of Nature A strange Court where almost against nature the Plaintife the Defendant the Judge the Witnesse all is but one For Me mihi perside prodit may every man say the Conscience against the Conscience bringing in Evidence producing the Law proving the Forfeit urging the Penalty giving the Sentence beginning the Punishment But art thou sensible of this O my soule that thou carryest thine Accuser thy Judge nay thy Hell or if not Hell I am sure one of the paines of it about thee in thine owne bosome Dost thou know withall that it is a Volume which no Jesuite can corrupt nor no Index Expurgatorius strike a Letter out of it That it is the onely Book of all thy Library that shall goe along with thee into the world to come Art thou verily perswaded Saint John hath not deceived thee when he tels thee in the 20. of the Revel That on that terrible day of Judgement this Booke of thine though now never so close shut up shall be then throwne open in the sight of God in the view of all his Angels Dost thou not reckon of these things onely as bug-bears to affrighten thee But art thou perswaded thus in earnest If so O my soul wert thou cut out of the rock or marble yet these are thoughts would make a way into thee wert thou as rugged as the Alpes yet this vineger would cat into thee no wonder then that such a Meditation cast thee down or that thou art disquieted within me They that call the Conscience scintillam Animae the spark of the Soule make an enquiry whether this spark may be put out or no But the generall verdict goes it never was extinguished no not in Cain nor Judas it never will be not in the most desperate Sinner for cast this sparke into a sea of thy sinnes yet it will live there even in that sea scatter it abroad even in the wildernesse of thy thoughts or cover it with the multitude of thine employments yet it will live there too no Cord can strangle it nor no hand stifle it Perire nec sine Te nec Tecum potest It can neither die with thee nor without the yet as the pulse doth not alwaies beat alike but sometimes is more violent sometimes more remisse so neither is this spirituall pulse the Conscience alwaies in equall agitation somtimes it beats somtimes it intermits but straight againe is recurrent If it come not so fast as a Quotidian Ague yet look for it as a Tertian or if it forbear thee longer imagine it a Quartan or if it observe no time prepare for it in every piece of Time for these fits will come again there is no avoiding them Saint Bernard a tried Physitian of the Conscience distinguisheth four severall habitudes or states of it the first Tranquilla non Bona a quiet Conscience but not a Good the second Bona non Tranquilla a good Conscience but not a Quiet the third nec Bona nec Tranquilla neither Good nor Quiet the last tam Bona quam Tranquilla as well Good as Quiet The first sear'd the second wounded the third desperate the fourth happy They that are in the first state go the way of Naball who when he had slept saith the Text found his heart dead within him They that are in the second go the way of David still blessed with Gods protection yet still complaining of his Anger They that are in the third go the way of Caine with their backs against the Sun not so much are with a look to Heaven They that are in the last state go the way of Saints with joy above their fellows Give me