Selected quad for the lemma: order_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
order_n	advance_v	charge_n	pike_n	2,603	5	13.9993	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A15046	The rocke of regard diuided into foure parts. The first, the castle of delight: wherin is reported, the wretched end of wanton and dissolute liuing. The second, the garden of vnthriftinesse: wherein are many swéete flowers, (or rather fancies) of honest loue. The thirde, the arbour of vertue: wherein slaunder is highly punished, and vertuous ladies nad gentlewomen, worthily commended. The fourth, the ortchard of repentance: wherein are discoursed, the miseries that followe dicing, the mischiefes of quareling, the fall of prodigalitie: and the souden ouerthrowe of foure notable cousners, with diuers other morall, natural, & tragical discourses: documents and admonitions: being all the inuention, collection and translation of George Whetstons Gent.	Whetstone, George, 1544?-1587?	1576 (1576)	STC 25348; ESTC S111731	150,826	258

course direct as lyes his best auaile The Spanish marte whose mynde sometime doth please With further reach some hoyst their houering saile Some passe Marroccos straights by painful toyle Some séeke to reape the fruites of Ciprus soyle But how or where they rome with oken blockes Their liues their goods doth rest in Neptunes handes In rage some times who rolles them on the rockes Or driuen vnknowne they sinke on Sillaes sandes The gotten gaine they lookt thus haplesse lost In lue of toyle them selues be quite vndone Now vnto him which furrowes on the coast And hassard gaines on waltering waues doth shun Who gropes the oxe who sheares the shéepe for gaine Is often doust with dewes of rotting raine The handie craft who wins his breade by toyle With sweate of browe he gropes for others gaine He tylles the ground he sowes with séede the soyle When others reape the haruest of his paine To lodge the Lord who buildes the stately hall Yet glad to couch in cabben clad with néede For others ioy who liues him selfe in thrall Who killes the shéepe yet of the ●oad doth séede His summers toyle doth serue for winters store From hand to mouth good soule he hath no more The captaine he which climbes for high aduaunce By piercing blade imbrude in enimies blood In martiall shewes who formost leades the daunce His souldiers trainde in warlike order good The pyke men plaste to stay the horfemens rage The Musket wilde aloofe to souse them downe The byll men fresh when handie stroakes must gage When gallants hauing charge doth cry Aloun Then tantara he bids in battell ray Be mearching mates in hope of happie day But when to ioyne the bloudie trumpe doth sounde The horsemen fling to breake the pikemens ray The roaring gunnes doth terrifie the grounde The feathred flightes the enimies face doth fray The currier swift doth rid the skonce of ake With streames of bloud the ioyning vallies flowes And wounded wightes for life their héeles doth shake Who scapeth then next brunt may go to pot Thus daungerous standes the souldier state God wot The courtier nowe which hops vp by degrée ▪ And haply heau'd to heigth of high renowne If he do swerue from top of tickle trée His courtly friends will helpe to throwe him downe Who fawned earst then wrayes the forme of hate He honourd late nowe glad to crouch and créepe Yet Enuie vile with spite and foule debate So wreastes his guilt that grace doth alwayes sléepe Expeuterand toyle is guerdond with disdaine A bare reward in recompence of paine The clowne doth clawe more coyne out of the ground Then he whose skill doth reach the state of starres Of yore though men though learning were renound Wealth with those wit●●● nowe at mortall warres By Physicke 〈◊〉 to credite many amount Where lacke of 〈◊〉 doth murther many one A sorrie trust tyde to so hard acount To lende him pence that payes the death for lone And yet no doubt his gaine is gauld with griefe When conscience his doth call him murdring théefe Great be the rents the Clergie doth receiue More great their charge the count if conscience take If errours their the simple doth deceiue For both their misse amendes their soules shall make This desperate cure agrees not with my minde Although the gaine doth tempt my gréedie thought If so it be that my●●es of feaude doth blynde Or falshood faith from former grace hath wrought If trades of gaine be spyste with déepe deceit The Lawyers hooke lyes hid in sweetest bayte It choketh fooles which hunger after strife Suppose that cra●t doth fore abuse his skill He sleas the purse the others soule and life By learnings lacke and error oft doth kill He roystes in sylkes which merchants fetch a far Him glad to please the simple soule doth moyle His sugred charme witch Angels to the bar His piercing pen the souldier oft doth soyle For solace sake if he will to the court If any be he soone shall sée the sport He little weyes so lawe be on his side The thundring threates which Lordly might doth moue If that his cause with countrie men be tride More harts he hath for feare then they for loue He often pulles a personage from the priest And ouerrules by lawe both might and right A kildowe sure whom no man dare resist God shield that I with such a b●g should fight And thus thou hearst of trades what I can say The lawe for game doth beare the bell away Formae ●ulla fides R.C. answere to G.W. opinion of trades I Thought my George thy Muse would fully fit My troubled mynde with heast of setled doome And tell the trade wherein I sure might sit From nipping néede in wealthy walled roome But out alas in tedious tale She telles the toyles of all And forgeth fates t' attend estates That séeld or neuer fall Bereauing so the hope that earst I held To finde at last a sight to set me sure In profites path my thriftlesse féete to weald Or walke the way that age might well indure Sith haplesse haps or conscience crackes Or toyles of tedious waight She proues the fées of all degrées Each course with cares affraight And yet I smell whereto thy tale doth tend And smyle to sée thy queint conceit therein I write not here thy meaning to amend Against thy wordes this answere I begin In prime to touch the merchants trade Which furrowes fishfull floodes Whose hap thou saist is lightly hurt With losse of life and goods Thou saist his ship sits sincking on the sande Of Sillas seas or on Caribdis rockes When nothing lesse the sea more sure then land Then fenced fortes more trustie hollowe blockes Let Neptune rage with wayward waues A figge for Aeoles windes By anchors stay in harbour gay The merchants succour findes As for the man that furrowes in the fielde Distrusting gaines that waltering waues afforde The fées that oxe and fruitfull shéepe doth yeelde And parched fieldes and northren dewes accorde His paines do passing pleasure quit When gréenie landes appeares He smyles in sweate when haruest heate Dries vp the corned eares The craftes man he that liues by handie skill By toyle and trade obtaineth néedefull gaines Ynough's as good as any feast sith will And quiet mynde contented so remaines He liues at rest in meane estate Contemning fortunes blast While such as hye aloft to flye He sées to fall as fast The noble hart whome nature pricks to prancke In martiall fieldes amid the clattering crewe For high renoune to furnish vp the ranke Thy Muse to daunt oh how the same I rewe Sith pen ne tong nor minde can match With due deserued hire The factes of those which force their foes By helmets helpe retire The courtier he that hops for high degrée At last attaines his wel deserued hap For seruice done he must rewarded be And gwerdon his the marke he leueld at Which gotten if he loose againe The fault ascribe his owne But setled wits escape