Selected quad for the lemma: lord_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
lord_n	create_v	earl_n	henry_n	10,281	5	8.1944	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A15040	A mirror of treue honour and Christian nobilitie exposing: the life, death, and diuine vertues, of the most noble, and godly Lorde Frauncis Earle of Bedford, Baron Russell, Lorde chiefe Iustice, [and] Iustice in Oier, of all the Queene forrests, [and]c. ... Who deceased at Bedford house, the xxviij. of Iune. 1585. AEtatis suæ. 58. Wherevnto is adioyned a report of the vertues of the right valiant & worthy knight S. Frauncis, Lord Russell, sonne and heire apparant of the honour and good giftes of the sayd right noble Earle, who vpon a daye of truce was slaine, by a treacherous strategeme of the Scots, the 27. day of the said month of Iune. The report of George Whetstone, Gent. a faithfull seruant of the sayd right honorable Earle.	Whetstone, George, 1544?-1587?	1585 (1585)	STC 25342; ESTC S111688	14,333	24

4 My Muse is bound by seruice zeale and loue The spight of death and fortune here to showe The Sire Sonne whose soules are crownd aboue With ethers corse posses the earth below Untill the daye of Christe his glorious showe By natures corse the one bereft of breath By fortunes spight the other brought to death 5 First of the first that Earle of Bedford hight A gratious Lord as euer lui'd on earth A Counseller and of the Garter knight Right honorable in vertue lore and birth Image of Grace and goodnes here on earth Whose life may be a Mirrour for the best Whose death nay life proclaimes his soule at rest 6 His purple rohe doth show his honor sound His armed sword the metle of his hart His forward leg in S. Georges Garter bound A token is of courage and desart His Counselers place to valour ioyneth Art His loyall truth aboue the rest doth shine His Godly zeale may well be cal'd deuine 7 His mourners clothd in harts as sad as weedes His vertues blasd for few bad men bemone Among the rest his charitable deedes with his sweete soule to Abrahms brest are flone The poore dismayd crye out that he is gone Whose sights and teares their eyes do scald or blind as men past hope his like againe to finde 8 But to discribe this gratious Lord at large His birth life death his gifts and godly feare For Homers pen or Virgils ware a charge Whose vertues firme beseemes the noble peere As Honors Grace within his brest to beare His perfect life the best devines might teach What workes become the holy words they preach 9 First of his birth which in his actes appeare By oft decents a Gentleman he was Ten worthy Squiers the Russels Armes did beare To Knights likewise decended of the race And through desart which hath the hyest place His noble Sire in Henries eye a pearle Clim'de by degrees vntill he was an Earle 10 Eight Cotes he bare which hereditare were The Russels first of all men knowne his owne Delatowres the next a Westerne heire Muschamp the third a Northerne Baron knowne Herringham the fourth a neighbour of his owne Frewxmer the fift from Worcetshire which came Wise was the sixt in Devonshire long of name 11 Deriu'd from Truth and lawfull Pedigrewe These former six his noble Father bare The other too were to his Mother dewe Sabcote she hight Inheritrix and heire With Saint Marke ioynde both in Northampton shire Long thus he was as I haue sayd before A Gentleman and Caesar was no more 12 And sith his howse is built of Honer now You well shall see the ground worke to be found Aduaunce I graunt to weake desart may bow And weaker Grace the building may confound But this strong forte is raisde on noe such ground The noble Lord first Earle of all his race The ground-worke layde by Vallor lore and Grace 13 He did not mount as some men with a starte Vallor him proud a Scevola to be Baronde he was on tryall for desarte Through wisedome then he climed by degree King Henries eyes did iudge as well as see Who with these roomes and Garter did him staule Lord Preauy zeale and eke Lord Admirall 14 Edward the sixt of Christ endeme the pearle For seruice great and loyalty vnstainde Created him of Bedford then the Earle Who still confest these guts by God he gainde And blest of God his vertues all remainde as ioynde vnto the honnor he begonne Unto this Lord the noble Earle his sonne 15 Gods wisedome oft euen from the Iawes of death Saues those whome he to worthy charges caule Throwne in the deepe he gaue to Moyses breath At Lycaonia Stonde he did reuiue S. Paule That there escapes might cōfort thraules in thraule To shew his strength and for a thousands good The Lord this Lord preserued in the stood 16 In tender yeares where one Instruction might Grafte lore and grace which make the noble shine His vertues blasde so cleare in all mens sight As by the same a number did deuine What frutes would grow vpō those bloomes in fine At eighteene years when youth would wāder far This Lord was stayd tooke a chardge in war 17 The West doth know the valour of his hart The Rebels strong he nobly did dismaye The people since haue honord his desart His Syre and he did bring them to obaye And euer since haue kept them at that staye His deeds were knowne by Iustice Trueth zeale To God his Prince and to the Common Weale 18 His holy zeale he builded on Gods word In all his pompe the Pope he did defie When Mary rain'de and bishops rul'de the sworde To cut him short who all his Acts did eye A godly feare his loyall truth did trye His seruice then and hye regard therefore Doth Papists teach their Princes to adore 19 Yet eare I showe his seruice vnconstrain'de I neede must showe how hardly he was vide A Prisoner with the Lord Rich he remainde Till papists had his actions all pervide Which fauteles were but he reuenge resusde He layd his wrong not to his Countries chardge But heaping trueth did sheild her with his tearge 20 Well armed with a stout and loyall hart At S. Quintins he seru'd with proper charg● There needs no trompe to sounde his hye desart Truth bydes the push vnarm'd with shield or targe Malgre his foes his merits were so large As that the Queene esteemde him with the best And made him then lieutenant of the We●t 21 The trust was great but far more great his trueth Yet he profest the faith he did before When as he saw the Clergie voyde of ruth Wherin their rage they seamde a Forest Bore And Christians blood they dronke vp more more He grieu'd to liue where as such Tyrants rainde Yet loyally this bitter Crosse sustainde 22 To trauell then his noble minde was set Which knowledge sought to do his Coūtrey good Abroade his port such noble praise did get As Princes when his fame they vnderstood They honord him by all the meanes they could God did him shield in spight of all his foes And yet he liu'de vnder the Pope his nose 23 Abroade he did not as our papistes doe In practise ioyne their Countrey to confownde Although his Queene were to gods word a foe He neuer wrought that she should be vncrownd No no his faith and honour both were sound Who oft had read and did regard it well That Tyrants were no warrants to rebell 24 No Tyrants are the scourges of Gods Ire Sent from aboue to chasten sinne below But as the Rod the father throwes in fire If in his sonne he sees that grace doth grow The soueraigne God with Tyrants dealeth soe Their rules are short and long his mercies raigne When as he sees that we our sinnes refraine 25 England doth know my censure to be