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saint_n	blood_n	drink_v	whore_n	1,518	5	10.5538	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A61840	Joanereidos, or, Feminine valour eminently discovered in western women, at the seige of Lyme, as well by defying the merciless enemy at the face abroad, as by fighting against them in Garrison towns, sometimes carrying stones, anon tumbling of stones over the works on the enemy, when they have been scaling them, some carrying powder, other charging of pieces to ease the souldiers, constantly resolved for generality, not to think any ones life dear, to maintain that Christian quarrel for the long Parliament : whereby, as they deserve commendations in themselves so they are proposed as example unto others : with marginal notes on the work, and several copies of verses by a club of gentlemen on this authors year and half work / by James Strong ...	Strong, James, 1618 or 19-1694.	1674 (1674)	Wing S5991; ESTC R20044	25,745	55

praise of female constancy Yet such a train of vertues do attend This Lady leader as I should not spend Some pain of speaking of her retinue I should deny her what I know is due Not one but hand in hand me thinks she goes Linkt to all vertues following her in rows An injury it were should I describe The mistress by her self which it doth ride Born not by few but such a train of Graces As did the three but see they 'd hide their faces Cease now Agathocles to speak the praise Of thy Theogina for our late dayes Have overmatcht thy mate for constancy Yea constant Camnia or Antiope I must search further for a parable Or else our all past females will excel Vertue in those was single shew me one Like ours hold vertue all and I have done If here Corvina Sapho or that Queen Zenobia for their learning would be seen So far as ere the Bard past Aristarchus Or foolish Bavius was outstript by Marcus Our christal wits be pearl'd with gifts divine Those ruder rugged spirits do out-shine If Great Gorgonia or Evanders mother Endowments now would shew beyond all other Trasilla And prove their eminence in pious zeal O let our Matrons only but appeal To heavens high Chancellor where they may not boast If ere himself were conquer'd by an hoast Of praying females where every hour Heaven be not forc't his mercy down to showr No strangers are they at the throne of Grace But vow to pray until they see his face Which being hidden hath eclipst this Ile As when the glorious Sun 's withdrawn a while Doth noble Portia or Lucretia strive For chastity this praise us to deprive Modesty forbids you vaunt hark how Diana Prefers our females far beyond Susanna Who though the crimson whore seek to deflowr And spoyl this Virgin vertue every hour Let each day testifie how they refuse Her whorlsh proffers and do rather choose To sacrifice their blood to Christ their Bride Then with Romes Idols to be stuprifide This makes Romes beasts to foam with rage 'Cause we hold fast that knot of Marriage With Christ our Husband and will not defile Our milk-white garments with his whoredoms vile Dost thou Sulpitia fret for this their glory And for thy verity relat'st a story Which needs must lay a claim unto that Rose That joys our females temples to inclose Their persons yet their hearts do bend As circle lines do to one center tend Religion reformed is all their scope Which not one few or most but all do hope Ones griefs not anothers joy but all Do live and die together rise and fall So closely are they joyn'd by union● tie That all resolve to live and all to die 'Mongst them not one Tarpeia ere betray'd Their strength through bribes or else with fear dismay'd Blush then to see our Corus so combin'd That all seem better one then more defin'd How strangely frugal still Dame Nature seem'd Pinching her gifts till now these may be deem'd Her darling unto others being bereaved Of those choice dowries to our sex bequeath'd But flesh and blood ne'r gave a legacy To match the graces we in them descry None but that sacred story must produce A Saint to challenge my undaunted Muse. 'Mongst Mary's three 't was chiefly given in charge VVith ne'r forgotten praises to enlarge The Sacred Bible with her praise that cast Perfuming Nard on Christ 't was called wast Not one but many matrons there we see VVho rather then to Baal they 'l bend a knee A set of martyred matrons chose to be As earths contemners joyntly do contend Who most in oyntment shall on Christ expend Whole mannors large possessions lost are gain In their account Christs honour to maintain Did Mary wash with tears 't was much with blood These steep the parched earth as doth a flood O precious balm sweat from a soul perfum'd With grace till body be again resum'd This like an Ordure shall the world fill And keep your glory pure and spotless still But Jael thinks at last this palm to win By valour greater far then feminin Ours truly warlike are she took the odds VVhen Sisera lay sleeping ours with clodds Stones swords or fists can fight on equal terms A handful scorns to fly from Summer swarms This Amazon-like train vows ne'r to stoop Being fled from Venus unto Mars his troop VVhere they with tumors tost Truths standard bear And Sions downfaln breaches strive to rear They stop the gap themselves where judgement flies Praying in Moses turn with tear-swoln eyes Nor fancy frenzy or blind passion Or ought but pious resolution Moves them with constant courage thus to hold Right tutoring reason makes them bold VVhy speak I more then this to most 't is known The weaker vessels are the stronger grown The vine which on the pole still lean'd his arms Must now bear up and save the pole from harms How many man-like spirits have been steel'd By these she helpers being like to yeeld How have some to courage been exhorted How often others by them been supported I this deblason coat that makes the crest Is constancy of vertues all the best A vertue which till now was never known In womens breasts till now was never shewn Their choice was Mary's Christ then 't is not strange Their motto's this Our choice admits no change Worlds wanton wooers may rend Josephs coat From him but him from Christs hell cannot doo 't A sweeting solace have they in their crosses We keep our Christ what matter is 't for losses Go on heavens saints like to those Roman Dames Cornelia Portia and the rest whose names Shall wear out time who first began To make a Pagan state a Christian one Your praise is great who cannot abide That Babels tired whore her self should hide Under Christs garments or be fostered longer Within the Kingdom to some now grown stronger By opposition fill'd with detestation Of Romish Locusts near to deaths damnation Rejoyce then travelling women thy time near grows To be delivered from the painful throws Of twice two tiring Summers that do make Our bowels yearn to see our hearts to ake The Judge already set on bloody room And murdered Saints cry lowdly for her doom How long Lord how long shall this whore wallow In guiltless blood and threaten still to swallow Each day a deeper draught O make her drunk With vials of thy plagues let her be sunk As low as hell with vengeance from above Judg'd to the persecutors of thy Dove Mean while continue pure the lilly scorns To be defiled tho behedg'd with thorns The husbandman's at hand and he must needs Gather the rose or else destroy the weeds Come Lord to thy garden and do pity The wilde Bore routs thy plants in every City Hedge us within the pales of thy defence So