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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	holy_a	person_n	son_n	20,542	5	6.1434	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A03505	The crowne of all Homers workes Batrachomyomachia or the battaile of frogs and mise. His hymn's - and - epigrams translated according to ye. originall by George Chapman; Battle of the frogs and mice. English.	Passe, Willem van de, 1598-ca. 1637, engraver.; Chapman, George, 1559?-1634.; Homer, attributed name.	1624 (1624)	STC 13628; ESTC S119240	63,637	206

Ox-eyd Iuno vowd yet situate Nere Pluto's Region At the extreame Base Of whose so high-hayrd Cittie from the Race Of blew-wau'd Hebrus louely Fluent grac't With Ioues begetting you diuine Cups Tast. Certaine Epigramms AND OTHER POEMS of Homer To Cuma LEnd hospitable Rights and house-respect You that the Virgine with the faire eys deckt Make Fautresse of your stately-seated Towne At foot of Sardes with the high-haird Crowne Inhabiting rich Cuma where ye Taste Of Hermus heauenly Fluent all embrac't By curld-head whyrlpits And whose waters moue From the diuine seede of immortall Ioue IN HIS RETVRNE To Cuma SWiftlie my feete sustaine me to the Towne Where Men inhabit whom due Honors Crowne Whose Mindes with free-giuen faculties are mou'd And whose graue Counsailes best of Best approu'd VPON THE SEPVLCHER OF MIDVS Cut in Brasse in the FIGVRE OF A VIRGINE A Maid of Brasse I am Inf●ixed here T'Eternise Honest Midus Sepulcher And while the streame her fluent seede receiues And steepe trees curle their verdant brows with leaues While Phoebus rais'd aboue the Earth giues sight And T'humorous Moone takes Luster from his light While floods beare waues and Seas shall wash the shore At this his Sepulcher whom all deplore I 'le constantly Abide All passers by Informing Here doth Honest Midus Lie CVMA REFVSING HIS OFFER T'ETERNISE THEIR STATE THOVGH BROVGHT THITHER by the Muses O To what Fate hath father Ioue giuen O're My friendles life borne euer to be Pore While in my Infant state he pleas'd to saue Mee Milke on my reuerend Mothers knees he gaue Me In delicate and curious Nurserie Aeolian Smyrna seated neare the Sea Of glorious Empire and whose bright sides Sacred Meletus siluer Current glides Being natiue Seate to me Which in the force Of farr-past Time the Breakers of wilde Horse Phriconias Noble Nation girt with Towres Whose Youth in fight put on with fiery Powres From hence the Muse-maids Ioues illustrous seed● Impelling me I made impetuous speede And went with them to Cuma with Intent T'Eternise all the sacred Continent And State of Cuma They in proud Ascent From off their Bench refus'd with vsage fierce The sacred voice which I auerre is Verse Their follies yet and madnesse borne by Me Shall by some Powre be thought on futurely To wreake of him whoeuer whose tongue sought With false empaire my fall What fate God brought Vpon my Birth Iile beare with any paine But vndeseru'd Defame vnfelt sustaine Nor feeles my Person deare to me though Pore Any great lust to linger any more In Cuma's holy Highwaies but my Minde No thought empaird for cares of any kinde Borne in my body rather vowes to trie The Influence of any other skie And spirits of People bredd in any Land Of ne're so slender and obscure Command AN ASSAIE OF HIS BEGVNNE ILIADS. I Lion and all the braue-Horse-breeding Soile Dardania I sing that many a Toile Impos'd vpon the Mighty Grecian Powrs Who were of Mars the manlie Seruitours TO THESTORS SONNE Inquisitiue of HOMER ABOVT THE CAVSES OF THINGS THestorides Of all the skills vnknowne To errant Mortals there remains not One Of more inscrutable Affaire to finde Than is the true State of a humane Minde To Neptune HEare Powreful Neptune that shak'st Earth in Ire King of the great Greene where dance All the Quire Of faire-hayr'd Helicon giue prosperous Gales And good passe to these Guiders of our sailes Their Voyage rendring happily directed And their Returne with no ill Fate affected Grant likewise at rough Mimas lowest rootes Whose strength vp to her Tops praerupt rocks shootes My Passage safe arriuall and that I My bashfull disposition may applie To Pious Men and wreake my selfe vpon The Man whose verball circumuention In Me did wrong t'Hospitious Ioues whole state And T'Hospitable Table violate To the Cittie Erythraea WOrshipfull Earth giuer of all things good Giuer of euen Felicitie whose flood The Minde all-ouer steepes in honey Dewe That to some Men dost infinite kindenesse shew To others that despise thee art a Shrew And giu'st them Gamesters galls who once their Maine Lost with an ill cāhce fare like Abiects slaine To Mariners YE waue-trod Watermen As ill as shee That all the Earth in Infelicitie Of Rapine plunges Who vpon youre Fare As steru'd-like-rauenous as Cormorants are The liues ye leade but in the worst Degree Not to be enuied more then Misery Take shame and feare the Indignation Of him that Thunders from the highest Throne Hospitious Ioue who at the Back prepares Paines of abhord effect of him that dares The Pieties breake of his Hospitious squares The Pine ANy Tree else beares better Fruit then Thee That Idas Tops sustaine where euery Tree Beares vp in aire such perspirable Heights And in which Ca●●s and sinuous Receipts Creepe in such great abundance For about Thy rootes that euer all thy Fruites put out As nourisht by them equall with thy Fruites Poure Mars his Iron-Mines their accust pursuites So that when any Earth-encroching Man Of all the Martiall Broode Cebrenian Plead neede of Iron They are certaine still About thy Rootes to satiate euery Will TO GLAVCVS WHO WAS SO MISERABLIE SPARING THAT HE FEARED ALL MENS ACCESSE TO HIM GLaucus though wise enough yet one word more Let my aduice add to thy wisedomes store For t' will be better so Before thy Dore Giue still thy Mastifs Meate that will be sure To lie there therefore still and not endure With way-laid eares the softest foot can fall But Men and Beasts make fly Thee and thy stall AGAINST THE SAMIAN MINISTRESSE OR NVNNE HEare Me O goddesse that inuoke thine eare Thou that dost feede and forme the youthfull Yeare And grant that this Dame may the loues refuse And Beds of Young Men and affect to vse Humanes whose Temples hoary hayres distaine Whose Powrs are passing coye whose Wils would faine WRITTEN ON THE COVNSAILE Chamber OF Men Sonnes are the Crownes of Citties Towres Of Pastures Horse are the most bewtious Flowres Of Seas ships are the Grace and Money still With Traines and Titles doth the Family fill But Royall Counsailors in Counsaile set Are Ornaments past All as clearely great As Houses are that shining fires enfolde Superior farr to Houses nak't and colde THE FORNACE CALL'D IN TO SING BY POTTERS IF ye deale freely O my fierie Friends As ye assure I 'le sing and serue your Ends. Pallas Vouchsafe thou here inuok't Accesse Impose thy hand vpon this Fordge and blesse All Cups these Artists earne so that they may Looke black still with their depth and euery way Giue all their Vessels a most sacred Sale Make all well burn'd and Estimation call Vp to their Prices Let them marcket well And in all high-waies in abundance sell. Till Riches to their vtmost wish arise And as thou mak'st them rich so make me wise But if ye now turne all to Impudence And think to pay with lies my Pacience Then will I summon gainst your Fornace All Hells harmefull'st spirits Maragus I