Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	great_a	lord_n	soul_n	7,263	5	4.7717	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A21066	Englands hope, against Irish hate	J. G. E.	1600 (1600)	STC 7434.7; ESTC S2576	7,465	27

then Terone THE TRAITOR PASSANT This whelpe of Typhe this grosse influence Of canckring humors hauing taken holde Infecteth all like to the Pestilence Gaddes too and fro in councell shameles boulde Perswading here there tempting with his golde That so he may peruert the ciuill good And hurt for whom he owes his vassaile blood Such Inundation of lewde villanie Such walking Spirits such hopping Grashoppers Such Frogges of Aegypt bastard Iesury Not long agoe did play the damn'de introppers VVith drawing subiects from their fealtie Sounding our Hauens gathering in munition Gainst some forraine power abrupt-intrusion But if Throckmorton Campion and the rest With those their deadly sinnes in number doubling All agents to the Triple wreathed Beast VVith plodding feete our spring of gladnes troubling Fell in their owne mudd errours groueling If their blood paceing trackts were quickly knowne And they supplanted VVhy not then Terone THE TRAITOR REGARDANT This sqint-ey'd wat this wry-neckt fugitiue Labours in like oppugnacie of fayth Some fatall Organon for to contriue VVhereby he may procure his Countries scath But being smoakt in that he plotted hath A way he goes yet flying wrythes his head Repyning still at those from whom he 's fled Such after-malice such retorting hate That grindes the teeth when he is forst'to skud Cursing the fortune of well gouern'd state VVhen other mischiefe wholly is withstood Ploughing with speed through the Ocean flud And hauing got the seas vpon their backe Looke ore their shoulder for their countries wracke But if their staring expectation faile And they haue gapt vntill their lawes do ake It imprecations nothing do preuaile Nor else what they in practize vnder take But dayly miseries their soules pertake As not the wofull Westmerland alone Repents his treason Why not then Terone THE TRAITOR COVCHANT This leering monster lurkes within his den Seeming well pleasd with any square of life Conceales his thoughts from publike sight of men Giues vnder-hand increase to factious strife And in his bosome hides the fatall knife With which when Innouation calles him out Hee ruthles meanes to cut his countries throate This is that lumpe of vile hipocrisie That Ianus-like doth beare a double hood This is that framer of bace villanic By whom all vertuous actions are withstood He neuer doth intende his Countries good But priuatly indeuours publicke smart To whom he owes his blood his life his hart Such are the ruines of decayde excesse The Catelines that some time pestered Rome Our newtrall male-contents of conscience lesse Then they which sacriledge their fathers Tombe With them Church will-full exiles halting come Who are as Spiders mongst the honny Bees Or to pure Wine the dreg downe sinking Lees. If these grosse abiectes these indifferences Respecting almost neither hell nor heauen Haue been ingaold within their durty styes Of all exulting glory quite bereauen Not daring once lift vp their low-checkt eyes If trembling feare haue drencht them in their mone Leauing them prostrate Why not then Terone THE TRAITOR RAMPANT Amaine Amaine thus cryes this lustie base The toppe must vaile no other congie serues A Cottage fic his seate must be a Pallace To which his brandisht blade his passage carues All or else none his worthines deserues And so doth eleuate his reaching paw VVith kingly spoyle to gorge Ambitions maw Such was the Serpentine late gathered head Congeald obedience publisht in the North And such is that in Ireland now bred By him whose parentage is little worth That hath inkindled Maiesties high wroth Those onely Vermine of their Countries soyle Contemning Peace and glorying so in spoyle But if in all times former memory Such and the like proceedinges haue declinde If neuer yet was seene that Trechery Against th'annoynted had his force combinde But still deserued-vengaunce was assignde If all haue learned experience one by one To taste affliction VVhy not then Terone To ouer passe the ruines long perfixt Inroulde in leaues of graue Antiquitie The mutuall Blood of Traitors late commixt Let out by sword of sharpe seueritie Giue warrantize of lawrell victorie And to these Rebels fearefull discipline What ty's a subiectes duetie to resigne If Rory Oge a pillor of that crew Of glib-pate Karne and breechles pedigree Presuming of a Scepter to ensue Fell headlong into cureles miserie Cursing the time of treading thus awry And with his blood powrde foorth repentant teares To shew his sorrow for mispence of yeares If Feaghe Mackhugh an other out-law carle Stampt of the same rebellious vp-start moulde With those against the regall guidance gnarle Not enterprizing what they should but would Receau'd his hire for being ouer bould And for adulterat Nobilitie VVas taught the studie of Astronomie If sterne Mackshaw irregular and bloody That likewise gaue vs base vpon the bogges In treasons pursute obstinate and moody Trayning with him a number such like dogges Performd at last his currish obsequie A haulter destin'd to his mankind necke That gaue the lusty gamester mate and checke If great Oneale sole great in his abuse Rich in the want of true humilitie A pignie punie for the spirits infuse And Irus poore for his fidelitie Was forst to see his naked Trecherie And stealing foorth to finde the Figtree-shade Could no way shrowd th' offence his soule had made If Desmond that Hereditary Lord Lilke Naball vaunting his large Seigniorie Thousandes depending on his ill drawne Sword Payde dearely for his damned periurie His House attaint with lasting infamie And his cropt head aduanct ' in deathes pale throne For men to gaze at Why not then Terone If Deitie the righteous cause vpholde And wrong be still the Iewell of his hate If band coale blacke their Princes loue haue solde And blest that sticke vnto their countries state If death the one doe neuer subiugate But spight of Destinie his fame shall flourish Where as the other eternally shall perish If Traytors though immûr'd in walles of Brasie And lockt in Armour of the strongest proofe In courage still are brittle as the Glasse Their conscience telling how they keepe aloofe If they are but a bubble smoake a puffe Afrayde to looke vpon the rysing Sunne And dreading more when he his course hath runne If euery scowlyng cloud aloft doth glaunce And some times but the shadow of a Tree Make them coniecture some suddaine wrackfull chaunce Leading their senses to an extasie If multitudes and many handes they bee But hartes to guide those handes but few or none Who sees not then the downe-fall of Terone A Traitors Cognizaunce to know him by Are his leawd deedes and successe therein To finde them such peruse their villany Vnrippe the fardle of their mouldy sin Describe the puddle they do wallow in The haynous theftes the massacres of ruth Wherin they haue bin nouzled from their youth As they are rude and strange in their attyre Portrayted in an Anticke fashion So all their dispositions all desire Bewrayes a crooked generation Vnciuill in their first creation Each channell begger needy will