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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	holy_a	speak_v	word_n	18,876	5	4.5025	3	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A29440	A brief dialogve between Zelotopit one of the daughters of a zealous Round-head, and Superstition a holy fryer newly come out of France shewing the zeal of good motions of the one and the idolatry of the other : as also the passages of their holy ones when that they be in their conventicles each one condoling with his holy sister / composed by Owen Dogerell.	Dogerell, Owen.	1642 (1642)	Wing B4575; ESTC R16421	3,196	10

A BRIEF DIALOGVE BETWEEN ZELOTOPIT ONE OF THE DAUGHTERS OF A ZEAlous Round-head and Superstition a Holy Fryer newly come out of France SHEWING The Zeal of good Motions of the one and the Idolatry of the other AS ALSO The Passages of their Holy ones when that they be in their Conventicles each one condoling with his Holy Sister Composed by Owen Dogerell London Printed for John Biard A BRIEF Dialogue between Zelotopit one of the Daughters of a zealous Round-head and Superstition a holy Fryer Superstition HOw now M. Caco-zeal what is the reason you came no sooner seeing I sent for you Zeal In truth Sir I was so busied in pulling down Cheap-side Crosse and preparing my Journey for Amsterstam I could make no more haste Super What for Amsterdam I think now the Spirit bloweth where it listeth what Newes I pray you in England you must need go that pilgrimage hath your Zeal bin so fervent that ye have set England on fire and in a mutiny that now it is grown to hote for you Zeal I must confesse that our Zeal was hote so that we set them all in an uprore but to tell you in a truly the shepheard is smitten and the flock is scattered our old Prophet Samuell How is dead but I thank my God that many more are risen but must not be allowed to pray ex tempore no not to pray at all without a set Form and Order Order say I I cry the Lord hearty mercy for presenting that word it is a slip in me the Lord will not suffer his best servants to fall we use no order but in making the spirit work in Order Super After what Order Zeal Not after the Order of the wicked somewhat more precise in our actions not communicating with Publicans and Sinners neither distrubuting to the poor nor any other But cleaving close unto a holy brother neither visiting the sick for it is quite contrary to our Discipline and Form of teaching we have scarce so much time as to get our dinners at home nay our breakfasts we are so early for I must tell you the spirit moveth even at midnight if so be I had had but a brother the last night I could have expounded to him in sincerity for then the spirit gave me utterance Sup. Are you a maid o● no Zeal I am Sir graced with three Olive Branches these three Children Super A maid with child It is beyond all humane reason and the shallownesse of my brain is not able to conceive it J am sure J never found such a thing in all my 30. years study neither have J met with any or the like miracle in all the whole Cloister formerly J have bin idle but now will sit more close and will search in the quintisence of a Nun if that it be to be found there Zeal No myracle with us holy ones for J tell you Sir it is more common with us then the saying of our Pater noster Sup. It is a myracle with us we perhaps have as many with young as you have but none after that are maids Zeal But J must tell you the spirit is upon us and very quick in operation especially when on my Beds Green for he with his wholesome destructions instructeth me in the night that before morning I begin to propogate and conceive my self to bring forth the Seed of the Faithfull Sup. Me think you look like a vestall or a doded sheep what is become of your hair hath your holy Brethren new shorn you and now turn you to graize and to seek for a new plantation or was the spirit so fervent that it hath put you into a swet so as you have lost it all Zeal No Sir the Nazerens were known by their long hair and so are we by our Round-heads and the Armies display an Ensign in Battle that the common souldiers may know their Captains and Leaders so do we in displaying setting forth our lave ears we are knowu to be enemies to God and the world but not to the flesh and the Divell Super Then you will confesse your selves Friends with the Divell Zeal Yea sir because the Divell is new turn'd Round-head and we must follow our Leader hee is a devourer for when we feast the Hob-goblins our Elders eat poor widows out of their habitations as it is said they devour widowes Houses Sup. What is the reason you look so pale and intends to leave your Country Zeal I look pale 't is true for I am troubled with a Timpany in my body and do daily labour and travell in loop to bring forth some new doctrine and opinion and for the leaving of my Country it is because we caunot keep our Conventicles and receive that happy Be ediction after prayerr without many disturbances and incombrances Sup. What is a Conventicle define this word for you have past the sphear of my understanding and as we dominicans say you trade out of my Element Zeal O Superstition J think yov are a Fryer Super Do you know my name Zeal Not I I professe to you Super For certain my name is Superstition for so I was named in Baptisme Zeal Out heresie baptized it is not lawfull to bee baptized until that we be 17. and that our names be written in the book of the Faithfull Sup. But M. Caco-zeal they say the Church is sick of an Ague and t is thought that if means be not made with a preservative for her health that she will fall into a deep Consumption Zeal That 's the first news J heard of it truly Sir for my part J never look after the Church let the Church look after her self if J can receive a benediction post ultum nonvale I matter not for that is the height of my ambition and the chiefest of my devotion again sir we are so much busied in studying to dismember Superstition and to pull down the Crosses that we have not time to visite the sick and comfort the comfortlesse and distressed Sup. Heaven blesse me from you if ye begin to dismember Superstition J will be gone helpe some dear Saint O holy Bonner where art thou now save thy Servant from these too much zealous Hypocrites who never say their Pater Noster Zeal Yea sir for the great Prophet Walker an Ironmonger that good man was putting up his petitions and in the midst of his devotion was sent to the Kings Bench and was prosecuted that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the mouth of our holy Prophet Samuell how in his last Tub Sermon took his ultimum vale and leave of us all said follow the word close and give due benevolence to our Sisters in spirit loving your Neighbors well but their wives better for ye shall be persecuted but bee faithfull till the end and keep this Conventicle in remembrance of me For verily J say unto you My dayes are short my time is past I take my leave of aul and last Sup. What is a Conventicle once more I crave for as yet Mrs. Caco-zeal you have not resolved me Zeal It is a place compounded of confusion Which make bad premises but a loose conclusion Super Then welcome Virgin Maid Sister and Mother To Amsterdam and to your holy Brother My leave I take and have no great desire With Round-heads Zeal to set my self on fire No new Plantation I will seek to find Nor have any brains to turn with every wind I le keep my name indeed and turn will never I liv'd in Superstition and so will ever An excellent new Dittie To the tune of TOM of BEDLAM AM I mad O Noble Festus When Zeale and godly knowledge Hath put me in hope to deal with the Pope As well as the best in the Colledge Still do I teach hate a Crosse hate a Surprice Miters Copes and Rotchets Come hear me pray nine houres a day And fill your heads with Crotchets In the house of Pure Emanuel There I had my Education Where my 〈…〉 eyes With the light of 〈◊〉 Still do I teach c. In the Holy tongue of Canaan I plac'd my onely pleasure Where I prickt my foot with an Hebrew root That it bled beyond all measure Still do I teach c. I unhorst the Whore of Babel With a Lance of Inspiration I made her to stink and spill all her drink In the Cup of Abomination Still do I teach c. I Talk much of Salvation Although I cannot Clark it Yet I do say grace in every place Though I taste but a Cheese in the Maaket Still do I teach ctc. Now fie on the Common-Prayer-Book The Letanie is but a fable I think it no scorn to have a Church in a Barn And a Pulpit at the end of a Table Still do I teach hate a Crosse hate a Surplice Miters Copes and Rotchets Come hear me pray nine times a day And fill your heads with Crotchets FINIS