Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	affection_n	husband_n	wife_n	2,730	5	6.6528	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16822	The vveeping lady: or, London like Niniuie in sack-cloth Describing the mappe of her owne miserie, in this time of her heauy visitation; with her hearty prayers, admonition, and pious meditations, as the occasions of them offer themselues in her passion. Written by T.B.	T. B. (Thomas Brewer)	1625 (1625)	STC 3722; ESTC S104667	9,255	25

might as it ought afford A fruitfull Haruest of good workes no doubt We had not heard these clangors flye about Thus to affright to wound vs. But 't is Iust Those sounds we would not heare these sounds we must Till Heau'n be pleas'd to still'em That He may Le ts flye to meet him Weepe and Fast and Pray The Graues still greedily gaping O See like wounds digg'd in my tender side My multitude of Graues that gaping wide Are hourely fed with Carcasses of Men Those hardly swallowed they 'le be fed agen Gorg'd with my Sonnes and Daughters as if Hee All things were made for were but made to be A prey to wormes As if the end of Birth Were 〈◊〉 to cry to labour and in Earth Haue his eternall period As if Breath Were a Childes bubble and the sport of Death For so Hee triumphs now so now He kills So empties Houses so the Graue he fills Those Tenements of his Where many lye Too many manyes not like things that dye Assur'd in their Redeemer that they shall Rise to a Beeing whence they ne're can fall But I ha' done Passion thy power is strong The rest in weeping teares are sorrowes Tongue Sleepe sleepe in peace my Children in your dust Wee see what t' is to brittle life to trust And Her still fayling Adjuncts For thus fades The Pompe of flesh And enter'd those darke shades From Court or from the Village All are one Degrees in Life there are in Death there 's none Her Houses their Masters Prison O See my Sonnes and Daughters that suruiue Their Houshold massacr'e halfe dead aliue In their owne Houses buried or as bad Enjayl'd imprison'd In that passion clad That to behold them makes Affection wring My Heart to Blood mine Eyes into a spring Maternall loues Companions See the Wife Sadly bemone the losse of halfe Her life I' th' losse of her poore Husband See her sit While sighes doe sighes and teares doe teares beget Ready to follow him from this sad vale To His eternall Mansion See the pale And gastly seate of death vpon the face Of Husbands for their Wiues Behold the Race Of griefe in Parents for the sad depart Of Sonnes and Daughters Sonnes and Daughters smart To see the stroake this strange Disease doth giue Vpon those Liues by which they Be and Liue. See them debard all meetings of delight See them debard society and sight Of Kindred and Familiars See them there Bard the best pleasure that doth Passion cheare Their Recreatiue walkes losing their share Of what all taste the sweet and wholsome Ayre A poore mans only physicke See them loose The benefits of those poore Trades they vse To summe vp all their miseries in one See them i' th' Dongeon of laments and mone Yet thus it must be by the Lawes and Loue Of me their Citie and of that Aboue For 't is by Heau'n commanded Thou great God That more delightst in Mercy then thy Rod. Ioyning them both together be to these In their need plenty in their Languor ease And in the midst of this infectious flame Let thy good Angell come and be the same To them and me their Mother that He was To those i' th' midst of burning Flames did passe Vntouch'd or vnoffended In thy Hand Is Life and Death All power in thy Command Her Multitude of Crosses O See me full of Crosses see and weepe To see the Crosse thus like a Gangrene creepe From part to part vpon me Nor i st strange Wee weare these Crosses they are Heau'ns exchange Of Crosses with 's Wee Crosses had before The Rich-mans Crosse vpon the hungry Poore In griping and ingrossing which to quit Need ha's agen with a dexterious Wit Crost them in Cheats and Theeuing Woe is me The many Crosses of a Terme to see Strange Crosses in strange Cases Then a sleight The Crosse of Measure and the Crosse of Weight The Crosse of honest-seeming to deceiue The Crosse of Swearing to make men beleeue What Truth is rackt to looke on And for these Crosses of Sinne the Crosses of Disease Sticke like a brand vpon 's vpon vs fall The First on many but the Last on All. But to the Crosse agen which doth present In all but in my Sorrowes all Content Saint George his Crosse Englands the Badge of Ioy Is heere the Badge of Him that doth destroy No Champion euer like Him For His power In thousand Places Thousands in one Hower Turnes to the Pit before Him Gainst this losse O lets petition Heau'n and that this Crosse This Viol full of Anger may bee staid Which till it be by the Almighty laid Wee patiently must beare it 'T is decreed For Hee for Vs vpon a Crosse did bleed Has told vs plainly we His Crosse must beare Or nere ascend His Dwelling Where no care No Chance no Change Time or Defection dwels But All so full of Glory it excels The Compasse of Mans thought Toth' Crosse we then Add Lord haue Mercy vpon vs All. AMEN O See my Termes cut off in them the Law That eeuen Line Iustice her selle doth draw Guiding to pious dealing Like a Mute Nor hinder wrong nor help a rightfull Suite While my Infection spreads Woes woe succeed Of all Demurres heere 's a Demurre indeed ¶ See how the City ha's disturbd the Court How my Disease ha's troubled the Import And weighty Businesses of that High Seat Where Royall Charles and his graue Synod treat The grounds of all our safety And at last Dissolu'd that Royall meeting heere and plac'd Mine and my Sisters Dignity and Grace Vpon a Handmaid to vs. Ore which Place Thou God of Mercy all thy Mercies spread And there and heere and euery where strike dead This All-deuouring Monster Let thy loue Make this an Act in thy great Court aboue ¶ O See how my Disease has seem'd to checke The loue and dutie is prepar'd to decke My streetes with stately Pageants Things should weare Much Cost much Art and in their structures beare The fulnesse of Inuention where the Eye May feast it selfe on the varity Of specious Formes and Figures and the Eare The soule of all those rich Inuentions heare Deliuer'd in Choyce language I presume That thus they shall be when they shall assume Their costly Robes preparing But alas They yet stand bare and naked and men passe By them as by my selfe for that Disease That dyms my lustre has denyed it these And all those Beauties my large Bounds embrace Repaire sweet Mercy what sad frownes deface O see how thicke these shafts of vengeance flye How thicke they fall how thicke Men fall and dye Which way so e're we turne vs If your eyes Can see for Teares see how this Tyrant plyes The cruell part Hee 's acting How He sweepes Whole Familyes before him and then keepes In dismall emptinesse Possession there Where life