Selected quad for the lemma: prince_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
prince_n	great_a	king_n	portugal_n	2,523	5	10.0178	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A10085	Honors fame in triumph riding. Or, The life and death of the late honorable Earle of Essex	Pricket, Robert.	1604 (1604)	STC 20339; ESTC S115234	11,632	34

Whil'st breath gaue strength vnto his warlike arme he did vphould the pompe of Englands state He stroue to shield his natiue soyle from harme and did the pride of proudest foes abate A kingdomes eyes once sawe his faithfull trust And did accompt his actions wise and iust Greate Maiestie and wisedomes Queene Would say his like was neuer seene Euen from his youth till yeares of riper strength in vertues schoole a studious life he spent His Honors thoughts desir'd gain'd at length Mineruaes food the sweet of his content Apollo deckt his Muse in siluer 's shine And wrapt in gold his goulden thoughts diuine Honours wonder wisedoms mirror In his braue breast liued together When creeping time had brought to manhoods yeers this honored bud al glorious in his spring Then as the sunne from forth a cloude appears and doth his light with greater brightnes bring So did this prince his thoughts maiesticall Made him to be great Lesters Generall Braue troupes of horse he brauely led And thus at first his fame was spred But when to Frāce his warlike mind had brought him selfe well arm'd vpon baye Traces back The king and Lords his loue and fauor sought nor gold nor coyn that valiāt prince could lack I sawe his sword all bath'd in Foemans bloud A broken lance in Traces breast there stood French king and Peers did dignifie This Peerlesse warriers Cheualry But when he went to fruitfull Portingale for to inthroane a mournefull bannisht king How did his deeds his prayse to heauen exhale his honors worth you sacred Muses sing Spaines Chronicle and Lisborne gates can tell His warlike arme deserued wondrous well His foes themselues keepe in record That none durst combat with that Lord. When Sun-burnt Spaine in heate of angers toyle Did with his Lords in sollome counsell set Vowing to worke faire Albions vtter spoile Against whose state his brest with spleene did fret This newes no sooner vnto Albian came But this braue prince was thought the worthiest man And as Spaine ment to worke our woe He thither went and vsed them so Let Cales tell forth the honor of his deeds His valiant prowes and his iustice such As who so but their owne description reed Will say of truth that he deseru'd as much As euer any noble Conquerer did His Conquering sword was with such mercie led As datelesse time shall speake his fame And blaze the honor of his name In field in Court in peace in war he stood Inuironed with honor and desart From him did flow the streames of vertues flood He doubtles had a sound and faithfull hart To Prince and States and for the publike weale The things amisse he alwaies sought to heale Thus did he stand belou'd of all And yet the Fates decreed his fall Vnhappie time that sent him from this land Vnhappie warres that his imployment sought Vnhappie broiles rais'd by rebellious hand Vnhappie cause that fowle suspition wrought Vnhappie all for all vnhappie be Vnhappie those that wisht his miserie Vnhappie meanes that did direct The cause to worke vntrue suspect His noble selfe had he bene fortunate Irelands peace had well effected bin Without mistrust of danger to the state But when to march his armie did begin Some misse there was directions all not kept Enuie rous'd vp that winkt but neuer slept Aduantage tooke when harmeles thought To good effect would all haue brought In course of warre a Prince both wise and iust Must not by booke his march and battells make To each occasion turne his hand he must And as offence is giuen so wisely take Aduantage of the cause the time and place Precribed rules will else procure disgrace These paper plots wantes iudgement right To teach an army how to fight But this I thinke and heauens me witnesse beare Though ill successe vpon his Troopes did wait His honours minde still kept a princely care Warres worke to doe without corrupt deceit And willingly he neuer did intend His force against his countries good to bend But seeming ill was ill approu'd By them who not his honour lou'd Harmelesse in thought when he a peace had made He back returnes to his beloued Queene Thinking to rest secure vnder her shade To whome she had a gratious mistris beene But wanting warrant for his back returne Displeased anger softly gan to burne And some that did a flame desire Threw flax and oyle into the fire This action thus when it at first begun And he restraind from Court a prisoner sent In Ireland shinde faire Englands golden Sun Whose valiant minde to vertuous actions bent With wisdomes care and honoured labor sought The meanes whereby rebellions land was brought Vnto that peace which first was framde By him whome some vniustly blamde The Queene of iustice hearing what was done That perfite honour with an humble minde With low submission to her Throne did runne And crau'd he might her mercies fauour finde Her Princely heart contentments ioy imbrac'd And in her loue loues Lord againe was plac'd Then was there hope rhat shortly he To place in Court restorde should be But Enuie why didst thou againe conspire Abusde occasion why didst thou displease Suspition why didst thou inflame new fire Were all agreed bright honours crest to seaze What secret action did inact the thing That discontent to Mercies Queene did bring She was appeasde what new sowne seede Brought forth such fruite her wrath to breede Was all things well and all things ill so soone Was no mistrust and now mistrust abounding Wa' st then a time to light a torch at noone Was honour thē self-honors course confounding Why this was strange from Court to keepe him still T' was not amisse to doubt some farther ill Such worshippers of policie Commits most fowle idolatrie But by this meanes true honour was restrainde From her the mistris of his life and death He found himselfe of base-bred groomes disdainde In passion then he sight forth sorrowes breath The presēce of his Queene whose sight most ioyd him Had giuen him life the want thereof destroid him Oh that a Loyall heart should be Shut from his Soueraignes clemencie Let but the man of honour and renowne That is adorned with his Soueraignes loue Whose heart is sound vnto the State and Crowne Whose thoughts do alwaies faithfull motions moue If exilde from his King he should remaine And as a Traitor beare dishonours staine What would he thinke or what course take Let noble mindes the answere make From hence at last greefes boundlesse Ocian flowes Turning woes streames into a flood of sorrow And to such height sad discontentment growes As that it seekes some meanes of helpe to borrow Hope tells a course that 's crost an other sought This vrg'd occasion his confusion wrought Still to his Queene he striues to goe Kept back afresh begins his woe Thus monthes and yeares in restles harbour tost A patient hope indures a raging storme Bright honors ship did find it selfe neare lost His Cable burst and all