Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	father_n	holy_a	lord_n	18,241	5	3.9091	3	true

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A51686	Corpus sine capite visibili, an ænigmaticall emblem, or, a modell of these distemper'd times being an apparent body, well proportioned, upright and streight, but yet without any visible head, in this our most unhappy mereridian [sic] of London, lately conceived in a dreame or slumber, and now delineated, penned and produced, to the open view of the world / by I.M., Student of Exon. in Oxon.	I. M., Student of Exon. in Oxon.	1642 (1642)	Wing M31A; ESTC R5813	6,211	16

Men for Wisedome never were the Romanes They cheerfully begun first with their Head But now hee 's gone their joyfull Hopes are dead Me thought they had a world of discontent Feares Doubts and Iealousies did oft arise Betweene the absent King and 's Parliament The grounds few knew though they were nere so wise Unhappy those good Councell doe despise This great Assembly wanting thus their Head May judge his absence makes the World so dead Neverthelesse me thought they did proceed With such alacrity and cheerefulnesse As if they'd felt poore Irelands vvounds to bleed And sympathized in Our great Distresse They 've done their best our griefes all to redresse But ô their King their Soveraigne and their Head His absence makes their living hopes halfe dead Me thought I saw huge Regiments of men Striving their Soveraigne dayly to subvert With sugred Words and with deceitfull Pen With Vaunts and Brags and with alluring Art They 've captivated and seduc'd his Heart By these our King hath strongly bin mis-led Which is the cause the World is growne so dead Papists and others Popishly affected Monopolists Projectours Cavalliers Such of the CLERGIE as are dis-affected Unto the King and State increase our feares Bankrupts and Rascals hourely send us Ieares Our present Troubles farre and neere are spread Which is the cause the World is growne so dead These are the Shavers that have bred these Warres These have our King from 's Parliament divided These have occasion'd all our Strifes and Iarres By these GODS Children dayly are derided Good Remedies I hope will be provided But now such heavy Newes of Warres is spread That all the World all Trades all Things are dead The King seduced needs must be disturb'd The Subject and the Kingdome are distracted The Cavalliers may suddenly bee curb'd Good Statutes may be acted and transacted Their Plots confounded that have long compacted Then will Our Hopes with Happinesse bee fed Meane while I grieve to see the World thus dead These were my Dreames or this my DREAME at least Which much perplex't my trembling Thoughts with feare At length I wak'd and found my DREAME no jest As by these Times may very well appeare Let 's therefore pray to GOD Our Father deare That every Thing may have it's proper Head And then all Trades will cease to be so dead God blesse Our King his Royall Consort blesse Lord teach them both to know and keepe thy Word Blesse all their Off-spring sheild them from distresse Thine holy Spirit unto them affoord And keep us all from Famine Plague and Sword And if thou please to be our Generall Head We then shall live for aye and ne're be dead Blesse likewise Lord our hopefull Parliament Blesse both the Houses Peeres and Commons all Give them their full desire their hearts content That Truth may raised be and Falshood fall And prosper their Designes both great and small Grant them the sweet fruition of their Head That these our Times may be no more so dead Blesse also Lord brave Essex that great Earle Blesse his Lieutenants Captaines and Commanders Blesse all his Souldiers give us Peace that Pearle Reduce all such as erre each one that wanders In any by-pathes keep us all from slaunders For his sake that his blood for us hath shed And grant our Faith and Hope may ne're bee dead And grant that our thrice noble Earle may bring The joyfull Ensignes of Triumph and Honour That we may see the Person of our King That Peace may be display'd in every Banner As for the VVhore of Babell out upon her Let Vnity throughout great Brittaine spread And then all Trades will be no more so dead FJNJS