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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	heart_n	power_n	soul_n	6,944	5	4.6487	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01471	A garden of graue and godlie flovvres sonets, elegies, and epitaphs. Planted, polished, and perfected by Mr. Alexander Gardyne.	Garden, Alexander, 1585?-1634?	1609 (1609)	STC 11596; ESTC S118827	34,736	98

full many thousands such To the Cittie Aberden at the death of Jho Fo. Ba. FAir Virgin Mother Widow-like lament Thy Martiall Son and Lamb-like lover lost Peirs everie ear and place with thy complent Whill they admire that are remotest most Apend thy plaints to everie Pole and post Chalcographiz'd with Charecters of wo And let thy grief 's vpon thy Goun b'ingrost That everie eie may see thy sorrow so O silent sad and greiued may thou goe Since to thy wracks this wrack is ioyn'd the worst For dreadfull Death hes by one bitter blo One of thy firmest forts vnfreindly forst And maind the of an of thy members strong That boore thy burden louingly and long To the defunct his spouse DEere fruitefull vine alone to languish left Let not thy clusters through thy care decay Though raging Death hes by all reason reft And out of time hes hint thy heid away Take thou on Thee to be the staffe and stay And beare thair birth and all the load alone That both aliue in loue togidder ay You to this houre haue gladly vndergone Through mourning much and out of measure moue No not thy selfe nor put in perill those To whom thou must be All and th' only one Except the Lord to place in the repose Wherefore praise God and take in patience this Thy husbands death from bail brought to his blis To his courteous freind T. B. GIue quick engines that trusting to attaine The height of Honour and a liuing Fame With penning of their Poesies prophane Should purchase praise and winne a noble Name What then braue Buck should be thy part herein That shawes the sortow of the Soule for sinne For while as foorth some busied be to bring The bad inuentions of their boyling Braine Thou happie Thou harps on an higher string And showes a Man regenerat again Wherefore we should Thee thanks most gratefull giue Because a woeb much worthier Thou wiue While wordly Writers witles and vnwise Be full of folies and of friuole fraits Thy pen and paines to profit moir tho'applies And both diuine and worthily thou wraites Than since thou such a sacred subiect sings Flie with the pens of praise and honours wings VPON THe DEATH OF THE WORshipfull M. Alex. Cheyn Commisser of Aber. NOw now at last and nought while now haue I Put a Catastroph to this course of cair World Flesh and Feind your forces J defie Your works are wrought your mights may nowe no mair Now I am quit and from your cummers clair Graue Hell and Sinne your powers J despise Death is the dore through Faith ye step aud stair That makes my soule mount sore and skall the skies Albeit the bones left here consuming lies Yet certainly J am assur'd they shall To rest and ring in their Redeemer rise Since Sathan Sinne the graue death hell and all That Lyon strong and yet a louing Lamb Tryumphantly vpon the crosse o'rcame An description of the World WHat is this World a Theater of woe A golfe of greif that still the greater growes A Faire where fooles are flitting to and fro A Sea of sorrow that still ebs and flowes A Forge where Belial the bellowes blowes A Shippe of sensuall Soules neir sunk for sinne Whair ramping Rage is Ruther-man and rowes A wratched Vail full of all Vice within A Booth of busines where restles rin To wrack himselfe the wicked worldly worme A deadly Den of dolor and of din An onstai'd stage of state a strife a storme Th'vnquiet Court of discontent and Cair The Place of Pride and well-spring of Dispaire A desire of an Repentant spirit WOuld God my Soule for sinne such sorrow felt As could cause Me spend al my time in Tears Would God my Heart would euerie moment melt And for my faults be fraughted full of feares Would God my flesh that fights and battell beares Against the powers of the spreit would spair And rest from wrastling and their jnward weares That does augment and bot increase my cair Would God my Plaints could penetrat the Air To purchase Peace to my perplexed Spreit And neuer cease t'assend nor rest but whair Thay face for face might with th'Almightie meit To pray him for a pardon and a place Vnto Repentance godlines and grace An admonition to the Soule to watch POore sillie Soule thou sees not how are set Thy fatall foes about the in a Ball The Feind and Flesh Thee in the gyues to get Of lothsome Lust and pleasures sensuall They will obiect All what may frame thy fall And cast before the Beautie for a bait Opinions strange fals and hereticall Promotion Riches Honour and Estate All what they can find out for to defait And with thy God to get the in disgrace They will essay each secular conceit To hold the from thy heauenly Fathers face Heirfore on him prepare the to depend He onely may the from thy foes defend Invocation to the Lord Iesus to saue the wounded soule O Sonne of God Silo sweet sauiour Thou that my sheild and my assistance art The pretious oyntments of thy pitie poure Into my Soule and wofull wounded heart I 'le prostrat Me in publict and in part My former fowle offences to confesse My secret sinnes sore makes my Soule to smart And I am wofull for my wickednes With hiest vp hands and hartly humblenes I pray the pardon my impietie Thy word divine my God grants me regres And bids me seek the sweet societie For thou art ay says the Apostle Paull At hand to help the wofull wounded Saull A Prayer for apaising of the Plague OVr wicked liu's hes wakned Lord thy wrath In kindling it for our iniquitie Jt maks thee blowe this thy devouring breath To punish vs for our impietie Our fall's and faults hes forc'd thee to let flee At the Noone day thy Arrows Pestilent Yet in thy mercies Lord remember Wee Are thy owne Sons on whom the same is sent Albeit thy Bow against our breasts be bent And thou the Rod does hold into thy hand We hope thou will inspire vs to repent And from th' Infection last releif the Land That in the greatnes of her greef does grone Looking O Lord for thy releif alone Vpon the Death of a verteous young man Wm. Ke. WIth-hold thy haist spair Passinger thy pace And marke amongs those Marble Monuments This Graue yet grene and litle ludge alace And thereon spend some parte of thy complents Mourne mourne with Mee a Miriad of laments And on th' Interr'd streams of thy tears distill Whoe 's want the Wise both pitties and repents And whill They liue the Verteous all they will Their plaints powre out disperse effund and fill The Continent her Caverns with their cryes For never shall their Sorrows cease not whill They deaue the Dead into those lairs that lyes For trust thou me this terren Tomb contains A Relict rare a godlie Young-mans Bains PROSOP OF THE DEFVNCT TO his lamenting friends 2. A Paise your plaints since

His Grace and Godhood not contains Full glorious and grite For in the Earth and Deeps And Firmament most fair His blessed Sprit and Essence is Ov'r all and everie-where He all and everie thing H'apointed hes and plac'd And what his Providence perform'd Is nothing void nor waist The thrid and highest Heaven Great GOD he did ordaine For Angels and the blessed Band A mansion to remaine The subtle Air belowe And Firmament for Fowles The deadlie Deepe and black Abyss For damned sprits and soules For fleeting finned Fish Fresh Waters Floods and Seas For savage wilde and bloody Beastes He planted Parks and Trees Yet of those all the vse As Nature taught weken He hes appointed for supplie And nurishment to men And sapentlie hes set In season ilk a sort And all things as he thinks it good Provids for their support All formes of Fishe the Floods Her eating Flesh the Field All healthsome Fowles for foode the Air He hes ordain'd to yeeld The Glob aetheriall And closse compacted spheir He peopled hes with lightsome lamps The streaming starr's and cleir Some of those litler Lights But steiring steadfast stay And some their circled courses change And alter erring ay And such like Hee hes set These ornaments amang That through the voults of Cristall skyes Full gleglie glansing gang Twa-glimsing golden Globes With bodies broad and bright The Greater for to guide the day The Lesse to rule the night The silver Cynthia Doeth both incresse and waine Into a Month and Phoebus course A yeare concludes againe The twise two Elements And everie other thing Abers not by thair limit bounds Be th' All-creating King Bot onl ' vnthankfull man Tho to his vse alone Great good and gratious God did all Befoir exprest compone ȝit all the Creatures That He hes made amang Man only know's the right and ȝit Does walk awry and wrang Fortis est falsam infamiam contemnere ALL they that loue and liueth be the law And they that stur hir statutes to trangres All they of God that his commands do knaw Than leud Reports they nothing compt of lesse All they in life who puritie professe Than sland'ring tongues they nothing more detest Wha seiks to smoir while they the more increase The giltles Fame the pure and perfect best The Scripture shewes the wiser sort expreems Detracting tongues a vice vnworthiest Which God most vile and odious esteems Of falls infamous lies than think no mair Bot as words lost and Echoes in the air Ane prayer for the faithfull O Lord whose force and righteonsnes do reach From Monarchies vnto the meinest Mote O Lord whose Regall staitlines does streach O're all not passing once the smallest iott O Lord that sau'd vnlost thy seruant Lot And for distrust strake vp his wife in stone O Christ that cur'd by touching of thy cott The blind the lame and all with greifs begone Look Lord I pray down from thy thundring throne And view vs wratches with thy eies deuine Guide vs with grace from danger eu'rie one Whom thou elects and chuses to be thine Blisse vs on Earth and giue vs perfect pace And in the Heauens fruition of thy face VPON THE REVEREND AND GODly M. N. H. Commissar of Aber. HEre lies inclosde within this Caue of clay His bloodles bones that boldly did imbrace In Christ the Truth vnto his dying day Whose like now few are liueand left alace Pereit to Poize with pietie the place That vpright He did but a spot preserue By guide gouerning godlines and grace Which now to sound that surely cannot swerue Thy publict praise O happie Soule shall serue Though thou be dead and death thy drosse deuoir Thy laud shall not inlaik that does deserue For to remain immortall euermoir Thy Name by Fame into this land shall liue Though seasons slide it permanent shall priue DIALOGVE VPON THE VERTVOVS and Right honourable Sir Thomas Gordon of Clunie Knight Interlo Resp. Fame Pub. Weal WHair flies thou Fame so frantick-like and fast What chance or change what may thy murning moue What grieus thee thus how goes thou so agast What newes in Earth what in the Heavens aboue Thou Tongue of Time thou wingd-foote Herold stay T' impart th'imployments vnto vs we pray Fame The force of my Affaires and woes scarse can Permit a pause much-lesse to bide and breath Bot wit Thou wee le the World it wants a Man By the vntimous Tyranie of death Whose worthines to sound out J am send Vnto the Heauen and to the Worlds end Pub. Whom haue J lost Fa. A manfull member you That lou'd the Lord and held Religion deere Alas remoued and transported now From yow the faithsull that are fechtand here Vnto his Home the high and stately Heauen That God vnto the glorified hes giuen And hes thee left as Orphane to bewaill And weept his want with teares and tragick toone That from this wofull and this wratched vail His shyning vertues Sunne hes set so soone By whose eclipsed and declined light This day is darke like the Cymmeriane night His sanctified Soule celestiall From whence it came to God againe is gone Vp to the highest heauen imperiall Th' appointed Pallace of the Lord where None Bot Soules of Saints and blessed Angels be Elect to life from all Eternitie His Name Remembrance and his Memorie The Earth vp to the firmament shall fill The mouth 's of men shall minister with me To cause them vncorrupt continue still And grasse-like grow great glorious and greene As if they were substantially seene How greatly than thou graced are O graue A seuen foote Cell made of the marble mold His knighted Corps with honour thou shall haue Whose Fame skarse can the vniuersall hold Whairbe the age succeeding this shall see How rair a Man heir buried lies in Thee To his louing friends Prosop YOu Honourable Deere and louing Frends To whome God giues his graces great and guid Mark this Mort-head and your ensewing ends See how it stands think some-time how it stood Now bot bare bones and hes beines but their blood No worldlie wit to Kingdomes Crowns nor kin Brings with them blessings or Beatitude Nor will they Heauen vnto the wicked win All Earthlie pompe if not divod of sin Shall turne to this wherein my bones are borne A trimmed Tomb with rotten waires within Brought forth to day and buried on the morne Liue therefore godlie verteous well and wise Such happiest and onely blessed dies 2. GOD gaue to me of friends sufficient Of worldlie wit a reasonable store Of Thesaure too vntill I was content And honour here yea whill I crav'd no more Yet all is nought and bot a glosse of glore Like the Sol-sequium a fading flowre That with the Sun does all the day decore The Gardens greene sine setteth in an houre Bot Christ my King and Souls-sweet Saviour My comfort is my honour health and all Everlasting life and never tracking treasure That permanent shall be perpetuall Leaue then deare