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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
lord_n	earl_n	sir_n	warwick_n	19,099	5	12.1312	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A09206	Thestylis atrata: or A funeral elegie vpon the death of the Right Honourable, most religious and noble lady, Frances, late Countesse of Warvvick who departed this life at her house in Hackney neere unto London, in the moneth of June last past. 1634. By Henrie Peacham.	Peacham, Henry, 1576?-1643?	1634 (1634)	STC 19516; ESTC S110332	12,773	26

and of the WALCOTS Hee died 1598. and was buried at Saint Martins in Stamford Of this ancient family of the WALCOTS is Master ANTHONY WALCOT of Lincolne my loving friend discended And honour'd Henneage of that ancient race Of Haynton here take your deserved place So true a servant to ELIZABETH And by King JAMES even honour'd after death Sir Thomas Henneage Knight borne in Lincolnshire hee served Queene Elizabeth 35. yeares a privie Councellor Vice-Chamberlaine and Chancellor of the Dutchie of Lancaster Hee had onely one daughter Elizabeth married to Sir MO●LE FINCH of Eastwell in Kent who brought him a great estate who after her fathers death in regard of his former deserts was by King Iames created Viscountesse Maidstone and Countesse of Winchelsea He died October 17. Anno 1595. and lyeth buried under a faire Monument in the Quire of S. Pauls Church in London Of this family was Sir Robert de Henneage tempore Henrici primi and since the time of Edward the third Anno regni ejus 16. they have continued Knights or Esquires and in continuall succession Lords of Haynton Iohn Henneage Esquire being at that time in possession thereof unto Sir George Henneage now living and Lord of Haynton The reverend WHITGUIFT Cantuarburies Grace Whose memorie shall never Time deface And FOX who did so painfully compile His Martyrs breath'd first Boston in thy soile Then those grave Judges MOUNSON DALLISON With STAMFORD LINWOOD and late ANDERSON Here borne shall live while awfull Justice raignes And her Tribunall Westminster remaines Now WAINFLET borne at WAINFLET who did found And build that goodly Structure from the ground Of MAGDALEN in OXFORD place we here A Benefactor unto all the Shire William de Wainflet sometimes Bishop of Winchester His fathers name was PATTEN and lyeth buried in Wainflet All-Saints under a faire monument of Alabaster erected at the charge of this Bishop his son who in his Episcopall ornaments with another brother who by his habit seemeth to have beene a Deane or an Abbot support the pillow under their fathers head And next to him else second unto none For that great work his charitie hath done Ensueth SUTTON who for his intent Deserves be stiled the Magnificent And prudent WRAY chiefe Justice of our Land To whom the subject which we have in hand Hath more relation than unto the rest Far bee 't thy bountie should be here supprest And that the Muse should so ingratefull bee As with the chiefe not to remember thee To whom our CAMBRIDGE is obliged more Than any other named heretofore For her faire MAGDAL●N enlarged so By his great gift which that the world may know A WRAY did raise her to a faire estate She weares his Armes and liverie on her gate This College was first an Hostell of Monks afterward repaired by the Prior of Ely and the Abbot of R●msey and Walden and at length made a College by the Lord Thomas Aud●y Baron of Walden and Lord Chancellor of England and endowed it with possessions Anno 1542. what hee left undone was finished by the Honourable Sir Christopher Wray Knight Lord chiefe Justice of the Common Plea● and father of this deceased Countesse And future ages though afresh shall see His Image in these works of Pietie His name no lesse shall be belov'd hereafter As being father to so good a daughter Thus from the nature of the tree and root We easly ghesse the goodnesse of the fruit Now should I first as is the common use This Ladies linage and allies produce So honourable many or declare Of bloud of rank how high her husbands were S. PAUL the first who drew his pedigree From those of FRANCE and bare their Armorie C●st a di●● D' Aegent nu Li●n ramp and 〈…〉 To that gre●t house of LU●●MBOURG alli'd And many a noble family beside Next honour'd WARWICK who did with his name Impart his Honour gave her halfe the same A sitter better match there could not be He was right noble good and so was she Robert Lord Rich created Earle of Warwick in the yeare 1618. August 6. His first wife was Pen●lope daughter to Walter Earle of Essex this Lady widdow to Sir George S t. Paul was the second hee died at his house in H●lborne March 24. 1618. and was buried at Felst●d in Essex with his Ancestors But what availes all this it is not Bloud Alliance Honours Fortunes make us good These are but rind or out-side seeming faire Which toucht will turne to ashes or to aire Bloud honour riches though she had them all In full abundance yet I cannot call The same her glorie which indeed but are The foiles of Fortune Goodnesse well may spare Which as PAR●RGA'S passe we by and see Of her owne selfe how great how good was shee I passe her child-hood and those tender yeares Wherein best simple Innocence appeares Yet those same yeares doe oftentimes presage An hopefull harvest in a riper age And with her youth begin which Parents care Inform'd in everie Science that was rare And commendable Art that might concerne Or suited with Nobilitie to learne But first RELIGION they the ground-work laid Whereon as BASIS all the other staid And hence that goodly structure of her minde Proceeded wherein with more state she shin'd And glorious lustre than in that array Of gold and jewels on her wedding day Her greatnesse first of all she taught to know It was the greater while it kept below Pyramid-like the higher reared up The lesse it seem'd and waxed at the top No over-weening scorne her brow did cloud Additament of honour made her proud That well she might that Royall Motto claime Of great ELIZA Evermore the same The Court and Citie seld frequented she Where all brave Dames and Beauties love to be Her owne faire SNARFORD second unto none For site delight sweet contemplation At home detain'd her keeping open dore To neighbours strangers and the needie poore Now blush yee Dames who leave your Mansion 〈◊〉 The fragrant fields the healthfull Countrey 〈◊〉 Your walks your woods your flowrie gardens 〈◊〉 To live immur'd within a stinking street Exchanging your all-welcome giving gates For some small wicket fit to breake our 〈◊〉 T' avoid expences spending and to flie Your Countries but for hospitalitie Or learne what fashion most is in request How is this Countesse that Court Ladie drest While yee your beauteous faces so disguise We neither see your foreheads nor your eyes Like Dutch Boores houses where the straw hangs over The low-thatcht eaves and doth the windowes cover That wont the seats and Indices to be Of Spirit Love and Ingenuitie Nor did her private house her bountie bound That but the center was from whence around It did disperse it selfe in golden streames As Ph●●bus wont his bright and burnisht beames Betime when as AURORA'S cheekes are red To see him creepe from THETIS silver bed For as she was Religious so did shee Promote all works of