Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	divine_a	life_n	soul_n	5,625	5	5.0009	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A33571	Cocker's morals, or, The muses spring-garden adorned with many sententious disticks & poems in alphabetical order : fitted for the use of all publick and private grammar and writing schools, for the scholars of the first to turn into Latin, and for those of the other to transcribe into all their various and curious hands / by Edward Cocker.	Cocker, Edward, 1631-1675.	1675 (1675)	Wing C4843A; ESTC R29228	23,067	74

the Pole-Star which directs the way To Navigate in this World 's troubled Sea Rare Virtues Emanations far transcend the price Of the West-Indies Gold or the East-Indies Spice Rich men are Poor in covetous Conditions Poor men are Rich in envious Dispositions Refuse to Act to Day what may to morrow Procure your Torment or at least your Sorrow Rage breaks down Reasons bounds keeps no decorum Passions and Rage tumble down all before ' em Remuneration like soft April Showers In Virtues May produces Gallant Flowers Ransack the treasuring Casket of each Rock And keep the Key of that exhaustless Stock Let every Sun still view the more Renown'd Till thou the Worlds Grand Emperour art Crown'd Then take thy Shadows length see how much more Its Mensuration exceeds that before S SEcrets of Art by Industry are found Industrious Pains with noblest Gains are crown'd Such as exalt themselves above the Skies In wise mens Thoughts appear extreamly wise Soul-saving Knowledge make thy grand Inquest What Signifies all Knowledge if not blest Stars Sands and Sins vast Numbers are yet are But Cyphers when God's Mercies we compare Such as delight in others Debts to run Have pleas'd themselves till they have been undon Stars govern Men but God sets Bounds and Bars To glorius Phebus Luna and the Stars Some Lines Embryoder'd are and some more plain Which shews that Mercury does not always reign Soul-plaguing Fears Jealousie and suspition Reduce a man into a strange Condition Small Commendation serves to crown that Friend Who is a Friend for Ends unto the end Sweeter than Civet smells industrious sweat Who takes no pains he should no Panis Eat Suffering for Sin should breed no Discontent Since many have prov'd chast by Chastisement Since every Meeting must a parting have Soul soar to Heaven sink Body to the Grave Since Riches Honours Pleasures All we see Are but Injoyments here pro Tempore Let my poor Soul fix nobler hopes Above Where streams of Glory mix with Light and Love Soar not too high in Sublunary things For fear lest yours should prove Icarian Wings Satan Imploys all Instruments he can To bring to ruin that poor Thing call'd Man Skie-scaling Groans from Contrite hearts ascend In favour to their never-ending End Sloath without armed Armies can Suprize All the Souls powers and noble Faculties Sleep is Death's Picture to the Life drawn forth Who sleeps too much loses both wit and worth Small Friendship less Reality is found Where fawning feighing Complements abound Some by the constant hands of Industry Out-strip the Wings of Ingenuity Sin 's pleasure like a flash is quickly past But who can tell how long the Pain may last Sleep renders Nature brisk and brave and tends To the refreshing of Man's five best Friends Shew me the man that has no Faults and I VVill teach him in the Ayre soon how to fly Some by their Tongues accumulate such wrongs That they could after wish they 'd had no Tongues Sound sence in a short sentence oft we find More than high Raptures to inform the Mind So live in every Station and Relation As that Salvation is your expectation Silver and Gold though best Times scorn'd to own 'em Are of this last worst Age the Summum Bonum Still acquiesce in Providence Divine What 's not to day to Morrow may be thine Sins Sinners minds enslave blind the Souls Eyes But in God's Service perfect Freedom lyes Sleep though a kind of Death Lifes Life appears Revivifies the Brain the Spirits chears Since a close Mouth makes a wise Head do you Hear others talk while you think what to do Some dare not live for fear of Death and some Dye to prevent the Evils that may come Such as their Minds to Curious Arts address Lay Earnest for the Worlds Chief happiness Strive to raise Monuments of lasting Fame And scorn that worthless Works should soyl your name Saying with those but little can perswade Who to believe by seeing can't be made Some think and think so long what they would do That they lose both their thoughts and Actions too Small Pain constrains us to complain but while Contentment Smiles upon us we can Smile So many men so many Minds we find And every mind as fixed as the Wind. Since Words the Minds most noble Cloathing are And Words are best Embroydered with sence And Sence is best that shines with Eloquence And Eloquence is then most Rich and Rare When Tropes and Figures shew its excellence With glitt'ring Metaphors which beam from thence These properties let my Minds Vesture share T TRuth 's lucid Paths the sacred Scriptures shew Who tread not them trace Labyrinths of wo. Time 's but the short duration of a VVink VVhen on Immence Eternity we think The want of sleep which wildest Creatures tames Men to the height of Madness oft inflames The noblest of examples imitate And let contentment crown thy blest Estate To day we laugh and frolick and to morrow VVe Grunt and Groan upon the Bed of sorrow 'T is dangerous to be Great proud Cedars bow VVith Storms which move not humble Shrubs below T' insult or exsult over Misery Shews baseness mixt with inhumanity Those Lines which some may think impertinent By others will be thought most Excellent Time Tide and Carriers with the flying Sun Will stay for no man till their Race is run Think humbly of your self no Commendation Can mount you then above your proper Station Time past who hath forgot neglects the present And fears the future hath lost all things pleasant The Serpents wiles to save your self embrace And others not to harm give the Dove place The sacred Rules of Virtue bear small price With the unbounded sordid Sons of Vice This is an observation true though plain Those who most feast the Belly starve the Brain The Soul 's the Salt which doth the Body season And keep alive and the Soul's Salt is Reason Though God be Omnipresent men dare swear Were the King near them they would then forbare The Life of Nature's given that we might trace The happy foot-steps to the Life of Grace Which Life of Grace will crown those who persever Faithful till Death with Glories Life for ever Then your desires have reason to be crown'd With what you ask when Reason is their Ground 'T is not how many Arts or curious Parts we have But how well we improve the Talent that God gave To none the secret Counsels of your mind Communicate for can you hope to find One that has VVill and Power to do for you What for your self you your self could not do Th' Immaculate Fountain of all holyness Those most who most resemble Him will bless The Pen all curious Instruments transcends And in its usefulness it self commends No need of swelling high Encomiums then To Trumpet forth the praises of the Pen This does like Virtue it s own Trophies raise Sublimely high beyond the reach of praise Times change and we in them both Men and Nations