Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	lord_n	people_n	word_n	7,267	5	4.0951	3	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A03379	The muses threnodie, or, mirthfull mournings, on the death of Master Gall Containing varietie of pleasant poëticall descriptions, morall instructions, historiall narrations, and divine observations, with the most remarkable antiquities of Scotland, especially at Perth By Mr. H. Adamson.	Adamson, Henry.	1638 (1638)	STC 135; ESTC S100435	48,230	108

bairnely sport And as proud peacocks with their plumes do prank Alongst the bridge they merche in battell rank Till they came to the gate with yron hands Hard by where yet our Ladies chappell stands Thinking to break these bars it made some hover Too strong they were therefore some did leap over Some crept below thus many passe in by them And in their high conceat they do defie them Forwards within the town a space they go The passage then was strait as well ye know Made by a wall having gain'd so much ground They can exult Incontinent did sound A trumpet from a watchtowre then they start And all their bloud doth strike into their heart A wondrous change even now the bravest fellows In their own fansies glasse who came to quaile us The vitall sprits their artires do containe Their panting hearts now scarcely can sustaine Our souldiurrs then who lying were a darning By sound of trumpet having got a warning Do kyth and give the charge to tell the rest Yee know it well it needs not be exprest Many to ground were born great bloud was shed He was the prettiest man that fastest fled Yea happie had they been if place had served To flee then doubtlesse more had been preserved Within these bars were kill'd above threescore Upon the bridge and waters many more But most of all did perish in the chace For they pursued were unto the place Where all their baggage and their canon lay Which to the town was brought as lawfull prey What shall I more say if more you would have I 'le speake of these three hundreth souldiours brave Like these renown'd Lacedemonians Couragious Thebans valiant Thespians Resolv'd to die led by Leonidas Stop't Xerxes armie at Thermopylas Such were these men who for Religions sake A cord of hemp about their necks did take Solemnly sworn to yeeld their lives thereby Or they the Gospels veritie deny Quiting their houses goods and pleasures all Resolv'd for any hazard might befall Did passe forth of the town in armes to fight And die or they their libertie and light Should lose and whosoever should presume To turn away that cord should be his doome Hence of Saint Iohnstoun riband came the word In such a frequent use when with a cord They threaten rogues though now all in contempt It speak yet brave and resolute attempt And full of courage worthie imitation Deserving of all ages commendation Made these men put it on symbole to be They readie were for Christ to do or die For they were Martyrs all in their affection And like to Davids Worthies in their action Therefore this cord should have beene made a badge And signe of honour to the after age Even as we see things in themselves despised By such rare accidents are highlie prised And in brave skutsheons honourablie born With mottoes rare these symbols to adorn Thus some have vermine and such loathsome swarmes Yet honourably borne are in their armes And some have myce some frogs some filthie rats And some have wolfs and foxes some have cats Yet honourable respect in all his had Though in themselves they loathsome be and bad Thus Millaine glories in the bainfull viper As none more honour misterie none deeper The auncient Gaules in toads in lillies now Metamorphosde The Phrygians in their sow Athens their owle with th' Eagle will not barter And Honi soit who thinks ill of the garter What shall be said then of this rope or cord Although of all men it be now abhord And spoke of in disdaine their ignorance Hath made them so to speak yet may it chance When they shall know the truth they will speak better And think of it as of a greater matter And truely it esteeme an hundreth fold Of much more honour than a chaine of gold Thus may you see Monsier men of renown Of old time have possest this ancient town And yet this may we boast even to this day Men of good wit and worth do not decay For to this houre some footsteps still remaines Of such couragious hearts and cunning braines Good Master Gall quoth I I know that well Whereof you speak and clearly can it tell For I did say these Men being then of age Some twelue or threttene years a prettie page As easely you may guesse and can you show Some partiall poynts whereof you nothing know Nor are they written Then answered Master Gall A witnesse such as you is above all Exception therefore show what you did see Or heare good Monsier Your antiquitie Is of great credit Master Gall quoth I Much did I see and much more did I try My Father was a man active and wight In those dayes and who helped for to fight The battell of the bridge within few yeeres Thereafter was I borne then all our quires And convents richly stood which I did see With all their pomp but these things told to me First will I shew a storie of much ruth How that our Martyrs suffered for the truth Of Christs blest Gospell on Pauls holy day Before the fight was of the bridge of Tay In that same yeere the sillie Governour Led by the craftie Cardinall with power Held judgement on these men and under trust Condemned them nothing their bloudie lust Could satiat The Citizens made sure Their neighbours should nor losse nor skaith indure Go to their homes forthwith the Cardinall Causde lead them unto execution all And from the Spey towre window did behold Doome execut even as his Cleargie would Which treacherous fact did so enrage the town No credit more to black white nor gray gown After these dayes was given Thus in the place Where malefactors end their wicked race These innocents do make a blessed end And unto God their sprits they recommend In witnesse of the faith for which they die And by the Sprit of truth did prophesie These vvords looking and pointing vvith the hand Tovvards our Monasteries vvhich then did stand Most sumptuously adorn'd vvith steples bels Church ornaments and vvhat belongeth else These foxes which do lurke within these holes Delighting in the earth like blinded moles Drown'd in their lusts and swimming in their pleasures Whose God their belly whose chief joy their treasures Who caused have our death shall hunded be Forth of these dens some present heere shall see The same ere it be long then shall yee say Its for Gods truth that we have dyed this day And all these sumptuous buildings shall be cast Down to the earth made desolat and wast This to performe Gods zeale shall eat men up To fill the double potion in their cup The apples then of pleasure which they loved And lusted after shall be all removed Yea scarcely shall they finde a hole to hide Their heads thus by the Sprite they testified And in that day true Pastours shall the Lord Raise up to feed his flock with his pure word And make Christs people by peculiar choice Dignosce the

sheepheards from the hyrelings voice Which as they did foretell did come to passe Some sixteene yeeres or thereby more or lesse Thus with cleare signes by Gods own Sprit exprest In full assurance of heavens blesse they rest Meane while Saint Catharins Chaplan standing by Wringing his eyes and hands did often cry Alace alace for this unhappie turn I feare for it one day we shall all mourn And that by all it shall be plainlie said That we blind guides the blinded long have led Some Churchmen there bad pack him heretick Else certainelie they should cause burne him quicke This done friends take their bodies and with mourning Do carie them towards the town returning With heavie hearts them to this chappell bring But no Soule Masse nor Dirigé durst sing Yet this good Priest did lay them on the altar And all night read the pistle and the psalter With heart devote and sad from th' evening vapers Placing upon the altar burning tapers Unto the dawning exequies thus ended Their bodies to the Earth are recommended This Chapell some time stood by our theater Where I my self sprinkled with holie water After these dayes did often heare the Messe Albeit I knew not what it did expresse But this I saw a man with a shaven crown Raz'd beard and lips who look't like a baboun Perfum'd with odours and in Priestlie vestures Did act this mimik toy with thousand gestures A misterie indeed nor which no fable Acted on stage to make you laugh more able After these innocents were martyred thus As you have heard Churchmen were odious And when occasion serv'd so did they finde For so soone as did blow a contrare winde The houre was come and then our Knox did sound Pull down their idols throw them to the ground The multitude even as a spear did rush then In poulder beat and cald them all Nehushtan Our blak Friers Church and place white friers and gray Prophan'd and cast to ground were in one day The Charterhouse like a Citadale did hold Some tvvo dayes more untill these nevves vvere told We should be raz'd and sackt and brought to ground Not so much as a footstep should be found Where vvas such citie neither sexe nor age Should saved be untill the cruell rage Of fire and svvord should satiat that moud Quenching the fire vvith Citizens ovvne bloud And vvith destructions besome svveep from station And savv vvith sault perpetuall desolation To signifie These nevves made great commotion The fearfull people ran to their devotion Doctrine and prayers done chief men advise To take in hand first vvhat great enterprise Said one This place hard by our tovvn doth stand A mightie strength vvhich easely may command And vvrake our citie therefore let us go In time and to the ground it overthrovv For sure our Enemies vvill possesse the same And us from thence destroy vvith svvord and flame Even at their pleasure Then they all conclude In armes to rise and rushing as a floud VVhich overflovves the banks and headlongs hurles The strongest bulvvarks vvith devouring vvhirles Svvallovving the mightie ships them overvvhelme Nothing availes his skill that guides the helme Even so the multitude in armes arise VVith noise confusde of mirth and mourning cryes For that fair Palace then sexscore nine yeeres VVhich had continued turning of the spheres The fatall period brought to ground it must And all its pomp and riches turne to dust Even as these Martyrs truelie did foretell In everie point the judgement so befell Towres fall to ground Monks flee to hide their heads Nothing availe their rosaries and beads Then all men cry'd Raze raze the time is come Avenge the guiltlesse bloud and give the doome Courage to give was mightilie then blown Saint Iohnstons huntsup since most famous known By all Musitians when they sweetlie sing With heavenly voice and well concording string O how they bend their backs and fingers tirle Moving their quivering heads their brains do whirle With diverse moods and as with uncouth rapture Transported so doth shake their bodies structure Their eyes do reele heads armes and shoulders move Feet legs and hands and all their parts approve That heavenlie harmonie while as they threw Their browes O mightie straine that 's brave they shew Great phantasie quivering a brief some while With full consent they close then give a smile With bowing bodie and with bending knee Me think I heare God save the Companie But harmonie which heavens and earth doth please Could not our Enemies furious rage appease Cruell Erinnis reignes destruction shoring Ten thousand souldiours like vvilde Lyons roaring Against our tovvn do merch fame desolation Proclaimes the church then nam'd the Congregation Makes for defence But ah the Burghs distractions Papists and Protestants make diverse factions The town to hold impossible they finde The fields to take they purpose in their minde Factions within munition victuall scarce Hardly to hold eight dayes they finde by search Amids these doubts these valiant fellowes come In armes aray'd and beatting of the drum With coards about their necks Come come they cry We be the men who are resolv'd to die First in this quarrell we to death will fight So long as courage will afford us might And who so yeeldes alive this tow portends Streight must he hing where did our dearest friends Who suffered for the truth nothing we skunner This certainlie we count our chiefest honour Thus as Manasses half tribe Ruben Gad Do leave their cattell and mount Gilead Before their brethren over Iordan go In armes to fight against their cursed fo So these three hundred do abandon quite Their citie houses goods and chief delite Resolv'd to die all for the Gospels light Armed before their brethren merch to fight And having gain'd a place meet to abide Their enemies to resist courage they cride Be merrie fellowes all leave sad complaints Dine cheerefullie for sup we shall with Saints Fame spreads the brave attempt all martiall hearts Inflam'd with divine zeale flock to these parts From places most remote in armes they rise T' assist the matchlesse happie enterprise God giveth hearts to Men and mightiest things By weakest meanes he to confusion brings Our enemies ears are fild that all our feare Was into courage turned from despare Their fierie rage is quencht their hearts do faile Where God forsakes nought doth mans strength availe Then what their open force could not work out By sleight they endevour to bring about They treat of peace peace flees with joyfull wings But under it was hatcht most lewd designes When time should serve But he whose thought doth rule This Worlds great frame their madnesse did controule And gratiouslie through his aboundant pitie Preserv'd our Innocents and sav'd our citie ded When by small means they found themselves confoun Even to their verie heart roots were they wounded Then they began to raile and shew their passion Saying Such riband's meet for such profession And in contempt when any rogue