Selected quad for the lemma: sin_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
sin_n	death_n	die_v	wage_n	7,785	5	11.0784	5	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A29640	Lachrymæ musarum The tears of the muses : exprest in elegies / written by divers persons of nobility and worth upon the death of the most hopefull, Henry Lord Hastings ... ; collected and set forth by R.B.	Brome, Richard, d. 1652?; Dryden, John, 1631-1700.	1649 (1649)	Wing B4876; ESTC R2243	29,474	101

Strafford Falkland and brave Capel were Whose pregnant Brain spake a descent from Iove And Shape Celestial from the Queen of Love So that to charm the World he match'd the grace Of Nestors Wisdom with Adonis Face The Nurse Minerva boasts how this her son Suck'd dry the Poets and their Helicon With what a nimble pace he posted ore The fields of Phant'sie rifled all her Store Cropt ev'ry Flow'r and Tulip which did grow To make a Garland for his own fair Brow That young Apollo never wan more Praise When he pursu'd his Love and catcht the Bays This but the Bud these but the Blossoms were The Fruit grew ripe in Studies more severe Where he seem'd born to master and control Both the Cecropian and the Roman School Big with designe t' usurp the Chair of Wit From Tully and depose the Stagirit Adde next to these the Grace which did belong T' unlock those Treasures with a Golden tongue A Tongue so rarely furnisht as might boast It self of kin to those at Pentecost And in their proper Languages begun To court the Rising and the Setting Sun Fit to reform our own degen'rous Sprites And plant the world with Loyal Proselytes Thus ripen'd see this rare Example stood No less ennobled in Desert then Blood Whilst others swoln high with an empty Name Leave nothing but their Lusts and Sins to Fame But if you 'll Noble be indeed your yeers Improve like him strive to become his Peers How joy'd think you the Noble Huntingdon To be thus copi'd in so brave a Son How did he bless admire and smile to see This young Ascanius of his Family As did Aeneas that his onely Joy The precious Relique of confounded Troy What Fruits he reckon'd would the Harvest bring After so sweet and so serene a Spring How fair an Issue should the Boy beget Good as their Sire and as their Grandsires Great Whose Vertues claim this Title to their Line Of all the British Heroes most Divine No marvel then the famous Mayern strove To place his Childe where he had fixt his Love Melting the Indies to unite in one His Onely Daughter with this onely Son That so his longing Soul might once behold This Jewel set within his Ring of Gold The old man woo'd as if he meant to prove An earnest Rival in his daughters love Gave Hymen speedy Orders to prepare The Triumphs due unto this harmless War Invited all the gods of Mirth and Wine That as Themselves the Feast might be Divine Venus her Trinkets sent without delay To dress ten thousand Cupids for the day The Duellists with plighted hands did greet And promis'd quick within the Lists to meet The lustre of whose mutual Smiles and Rays Foretold a Sunshine of auspicious days But Oh! the Scene is alter'd some cross Star Darts down Infection th'row the Hemisphear Those eyes which Hymen hop'd should light his Torch Aethereal flames of Fevers now do scorch And envious Pimples too dig Graves apace To bury all the Glories of his face The Boy-god sighing soon unbends his Bowe And with his Mother lies extinct belowe In vain expecting Succour while the Race Of Stygian Monsters seize upon the place Where they their Revels keep mocking the skill Of best Physitians and then rage their fill Till ugly Death his dire Magnetick Dart Shot th'row the Veins to hit his tender Heart Ruined the Fort and then snatch'd the Prize Due to the conquest of his Ladies eyes The onely Legacies he left us are Grief to his Friends and to the World Despair So when fair Phoebus 'gins to gild the Morn Some sullen Cloud within a moment born Sends Hell and Darkness th'row the air to flie And all with Mourning hangs the lofty Skie M. N. De honoratissimo Juvene Dom. HENRICO HASTINGS Linguis Artibus Virtutibus excultissimo Comitis HUNTINGDONIAE Filio Unico qui undevicesimum Aetatis suae annum agens diem obiit magno cum Literarum juxtà Literatorum detrimento PEgasus excussit fontem unum e Vertice montis Laxat at hìc fontes singula Musa duos Semper ut è teneris lacrymae Labuntur ocellis Sic LACRYMAE Musis Musica semper erit Apostrophe ad defunctum Qui Musas omnes in Te complexus es uno Musa Tibi non est quae fleat una satis {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} IOANNES HARMARVS Oxoniensis {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} C. 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M. moerens posuit Upon the death of the Lord HASTINGS MUst Noble Hastings Immaturely die The Honour of his ancient Family Beauty and Learning thus together meet To bring a Winding for a Wedding-sheet Must Vertue prove Death's Harbinger Must She With him expiring feel Mortality Is Death Sin 's wages Grace's now shall Art Make us more Learned onely to depart If Merit be Disease if Vertue Death To be Good Not to be who 'd then bequeath Himself to Discipline who 'd not esteem Labour a Crime Study Self-murther deem Our Noble Youth now have pretence to be Dunces securely Ign'rant healthfully Rare Linguist whose Worth speaks it self whose Praise Though not his Own all Tongues Besides do raise Then Whom Great Alexander may seem Less Who conquer'd Men but not their Languages In his mouth Nations speak his Tongue might be Interpreter to Greece France Italy His native Soyl was the Four parts o' th' Earth All Europe was too narrow for his Birth A young Apostle and with rev'rence may I speak ' it inspir'd with gift of Tongues as They Nature gave him a Childe what Men in vain Oft strive by Art though further'd to obtain His Body was an Orb his sublime Soul Did move on Vertue 's and on Learning's Pole Whose Reg'lar Motions better to our view Then Archimedes Sphere the Heavens did shew Graces and Vertues Languages and Arts Beauty and Learning fill'd up all the parts Heav'ns Gifts which do like falling Stars appear Scatter'd in Others all as in their Sphear Were fix'd and conglobate in 's Soul and thence Shone th'row his Body with sweet Influence Letting their Glories so on each Limb fall The whole Frame render'd was Celestial Come learned Ptolomy and trial make If thou this Hero's Altitude canst take But that transcends thy skill thrice happie all Could we but prove thus Astronomical Liv'd Tycho now struck with this Ray which shone More bright i' th' Morn then others beam at Noon He 'd take his Astrolabe and seek out here What new Star 't was did gild our Hemisphere Replenish'd then with such rare Gifts as these Where was room left for such a Foul Disease