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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
sense_n	animal_n	motion_n	nerve_n	1,659	5	10.9186	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A77237	The tenth muse lately sprung up in America or severall poems, compiled with great variety of vvit and learning, full of delight. Wherein especially is contained a compleat discourse and description of the four elements, constitutions, ages of man, seasons of the year. Together with an exact epitomie of the four monarchies, viz. The Assyrian, Persian, Grecian, Roman. Also a dialogue between Old England and New, concerning the late troubles. With divers other pleasant and serious poems. By a gentlewoman in those parts.	Bradstreet, Anne, 1612?-1672.	1650 (1650)	Wing B4167; Thomason E1365_4; ESTC R209246	98,259	223

me to be thy excrement Thy loathsome imputation I desie So plain a slander needeth no reply When by thy heat thou 'st bak'd thy selfe to crust Thou do'st assume my name wel be it just This transmutation is but not excretion Thou wants Philosophy and yet discretion Now by your leave I le let your greatnesse see What officer thou art to al us three The Kitchin Drudge the cleanser of the sinks That casts out all that man or eates or drinks Thy bittering quality stil irretates Til filth and thee nature exhonorates If any doubt this truth whence this should come Show them thy passage to th' Duodenum If there thou' rt stopt to th' Liver thou turn'st in And so with jaundise Safferns al the skin No further time I le spend in confutations I trust I 've clear'd your slandrous imputations I now speake unto al no more to one Pray hear admire and learn instruction My vertues yours surpasse without compare The first my constancy that jewel rate Choler 's too rash this golden gift to hold And Sanguine is more fickle many fold Here there her restlesse thoughts do ever flye Constant in nothing but inconstancy And what Flegme is we know likewise her mother Unstable is the one so is the other With me is noble patience also found Impatient Choler loveth not the sound VVhat Sanguine is she doth not heed nor care Now up now down transported like the Aire Flegm's patient because her nature's tame But I by vertue do acquire the same My temperance chastity is eminent But these with you are seldome resident Now could I stain my ruddy sisters face With purple dye to shew but her disgrace But I rather with silence vaile her shame Then cause her blush while I dilate the same Nor are ye free from this inormity Although she beare the greatest obloquie My prudence judgement now I might reveale But wisdome 't is my wisdom to conceale Unto diseases not inclin'd as ye Nor cold nor hot Ague nor Plurisie Nor Cough nor Quinsie nor the burning Feavor I rarely feel to act his fierce indeavour My sicknesse cheifly in conceit doth lye What I imagine that 's my malady Strange Chymera's are in my phantasie And things that never were nor shal I see Talke I love not reason lyes not in length Nor multitude of words argues our strength I 've done pray Sister Flegme proceed in course We shal expect much sound but little force Flegme PAtient I am patient I 'd need to be To bear the injurious taunts of three Though wit I want and anger I have lesse Enough of both my wrongs for to expresse I 've not forgot how bitter Choler spake Nor how her Gaul on me she causlesse brake Nor wonder 't was for hatred there 's not smal Where opposition is diametrical To what is truth I freely wil assent Although my name do suffer derriment What 's slanderous repel doubtful dispute And when i 've nothing left to say be mute Valour I want no Souldier am 't is true I 'le leave that manly property to you I love no thundering Drums nor bloody Wars My polish'd skin was not ordain'd for skars And though the pitched field ●'ve ever fled At home the Conquerours have conquered Nay I could tel you what 's more true then meet That Kings have laid their Scepters at my feet When sister Sanguine paints my Ivory face The Monarchs bend and sue but for my grace My Lilly white when joyned with her red Princes hath slav'd and Captains captived Country with Country Grecce with Asia fights Sixty nine Princes all stout Hero Knights Under Troys wals ten years wil wast away Rather then loose one beauteous Hellena But 't were as vain to prove the truth of mine As at noon day to tel the Sun doth shine Next difference betwixt us twain doth lye Who doth possesse the Brain or thou or I Shame forc'd thee say the matter that was mine But the spirits by which it acts are thine Thou speakest truth and I can speak no lesse Thy heat doth much I candidly confesse But yet thou art as much I truly say Beholding unto me another way And though I grant thou art my helper here No debtor I because 't is paid else where With all your flourishes now Sisters three Who is' t or dare or can compare with me My excellencies are so great so many I am confounded 'fore I speak of any The Brain 's the noblest member all allow The scituation and form wil it avow Its ventricles membrances and wond'rous ner Galen Hipocrates drives to a set That divine Essence the immortal Soul Though it in all and every part be whole Within this stately place of eminence Doth doubtlesse keep its mighty residence And surely the Souls sensative here lives Which life and motion to each Creature gives The conjugations of the parts toth ' brain Doth shew hence flowes the power which they retain Within this high built Cittadel doth lye The Reason Fancy and the Memory The faculty of speech doth here abide The spirits animal from whence doth slide The five most noble Sences here do dwel Of three its hard to say which doth excel This point for to discusse longs not to me I 'le touch the Sight great'st wonder of the three The optick nerve coats humours all are mine Both watry glassie and the christaline O! mixture strange oh colour colourlesse Thy perfect temperament who can expresse He was no foole who thought the Soul lay here Whence her affections passions speak so clear O! good O bad O true O traiterous eyes What wonderments within your bals there lyes Of all the Sences Sight shal be the Queen Yet some may wish oh had mine eyes ne're seene Mine likewise is the marrow of the back Which runs through all the spondles of the rack It is the substitute o' th royal Brain All nerves except seven paire to it retain And the strong ligaments from hence arise With joynt to joynt the entire body tyes Some other parts there issue from the Brain Whose use and worth to tel I must refrain Some worthy learned Crooke may these reveal But modesty hath charg'd me to conceal Here 's my epitome of excellence For what 's the Brains is mine by consequence A foolish Brain saith Choler wanting heat But a mad one say I where 't is too great Phrensie 's worse then folly one would more glad With a tame foole converse then with a mad Then my head for learning is not the fittest Ne're did I heare that Choler was the witt'est Thy judgement is unsafe thy fancy little For memory the sand is not more brittle Again none's fit for Kingly place but thou If Tyrants be the best I 'le it allow But if love be as requisite as feare Then I and thou must make a mixture here Wel to be breif Choler I hope now 's laid And I passe by what sister Sanguine said To Melancholly I 'le make no reply The worst she