Selected quad for the lemma: life_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
life_n	death_n	sin_n	wage_n	10,086	5	11.2168	5	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B04437	On the death of the most sadly, ever to be deplored, most illustrious, Right Honourable, James Lord Marquess of Montrose, &c. Funeral elegie.	Murray, Mungo, 17th cent.	1684 (1684)	Wing M3111; ESTC R180802	1,284	1

On the Death of the most sadly ever to be deplored Most Illustrious Right Honourable JAMES LORD MARQUESS of MONTROSE c. Funeral Elegie TOgether Rendevouz you Watry Clouds Distill your selves into Tears bitter Flouds A new Deluge whereby you may Compose To weep the Death of th'Marquess of Montrose Death Death I 'll not dyve in Thy Origine Let Divines judge how Thou at first came in Vagrant Ubiquiter through th' world does roam Yet in each House still present is at Home Though Uncreated Lifeless yet to Thee The Lord of Life on Cross did yielder be Though Thou the Wages be of Sin 't is strange On th' innocent Thy Wrath should bear revenge In Sickness-Bed has stoll'n upon that Heart In Field with Sword could have out-dar'd Thy Dart The Mount has Levell'd where the Rose did grow From Foes Wound-wrinkles kept old Albions Brow Which brings all Flow'rs within our Paradise Into a mourning withered sad disguise A dismal loss unto the Age does bring Long before Summer plucked in the Spring The Royal-Thistle causing to be sad To see His Darling Rose so soon to fade Whose Fragrancy did please the Lyons Scent His Guardian for whom life would have spent For whom our lower Ranks of Subjects Groans The highers ears fills with unwonted Moans Princes and Peers together seem to strive For Thee the deepest sorrow to contrive A general grief does all the Land ov'rspread It 's Love and Joy with Death's dark Vail is clade By Albany ought never be forgot Crowns-Royal-Line endeavour'd to promote When that in War ingaged was gainst France In England did a Scottish Troop advance Most quick Ingine with Arms and Arts acquaint To Camp and Colledge was an Ornament In Van led Royal-Guard with such a Grace Rais'd Courage in each Guarders Breast and Face In Cathredal desir'd the Miter shine As well as Wars observ'd Church-Discipline Natures choise Jewel of Nobilitie Enliv'd and honour'd Magnanimitie On State-Stage early flourishing aspir'd Young Matchivilian by the old admir'd In Council known a perfect sober Wit Betimes call'd thereto CHARLES thought requisite Keep'd secresie as Clam-shels Closs Entire Councils designs to know defi'd the Air Both Prudence and true Gallantrie maintain'd The ways of Emulation much disdain'd Th' Elixar of all high-born Eminence Fraught with both Heaven and Earths Intelligence In either no thing is but Thou did know The Center of all Worthiness did show This in a quiet way did make appear Scorn'd of a Victims Sacrifice to hear On Self-opiniators could not look Resolv'd with Reason what Thou undertook For Countreys publick Safety ever stood Did before Greatness study to be Good Plots and Conspiracies abhorred so Was to Rebellion a most severe Foe As Thy Grandsire this Character did Merit A Loyal-subject of Casarean Spirit His Valour had that razed Adrians Wall Broke Abercorns Severus Pride made fall Chief of Grames Name who alwayes have been great Has seventy one Kings Serv'd in War and State Has Thirteen hundred twenty seven years stood With whom King Fergus-Second Match'd in Blood To Royaltie may say Truth to discover To King Eugenius-Second Bred Queen-Mother Thy Jovial House turns now the House of Woe No Heart of Stone unbroke can therein go Alace to see thy Lady Marquess state Heartless become by this sad Stroke of Fate With her young Marquess sits whose doleful Crys With Her to Joyn moves all our Sphears and Skies Bereav'd of Her dear Lord t'wixt whom was Love That Imitate Heavens Hierarchie above Ah! ah young Marquess in Thy Bud to see Of Thy Paternal-root Robed to be By which Thy Name and House Enervat are Of Chief and Master of both who had Care Chronologizers Theam t' inlarge long Story The Soul of Virtue now is gone to Glory M. M.