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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
truth_n	believe_v	know_v	time_n	2,050	5	3.5238	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A96787	What peace to the wicked? or, An expostulatorie answer to a derisorie question, lately made concerning peace. By a free-man, though a prisoner. The author spares his name; not, that he dares not to let you know it; but, because he cares not.	Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1646 (1646)	Wing W3212; Thomason E510_11; ESTC R205616	6,420	9

What Peace to the wicked OR An Expostulatorie Answer TO A Derisorie Question Lately made CONCERNING PEACE BY A Free-man though a Prisoner The AUTHOR spares his Name not that he dares not To let you know it but because he cares not George Withers Aug 3d London Printed in the Yeer 1646. An Expostulatorie Answer to a Derisorie Question lately made concerning PEACE ONe who hath seldome in his daies From Fools or Knaves had love or praise And who throughout this Isle is knowne With cheerfulnesse to have bestowne His Wit Paines Person and Estate The Publike-Rights to vindicate Along imprisonment hath had For calling of a Spade a Spade Which if a Court-Card might have been Next to the King except the Queen As He in his confinement lay Some asked him the other day When he suppos'd this Warre should end Or what successes would attend Our hopes of Peace which Question tho From Levity it seem'd to flow Or scoffingly to be exprest Receiv'd this Answer not in jest Why ask ye when this Warre will cease Or when this Kingdome shall have PEACE As if you thought I could fore-shew What things hereafter would ensue Or as if when the Truth were told You value or believe it could Who nor esteem nor use have made Of those Fore-warnings you have had They that will know what shall succeed Must of Things-past take serious heed And gleane Instructions whilst they may From Actions of the present-Day For past and present Time declares What for the Future GOD prepares And till these quicken their fore-sights Men sit in darknesse till he smites If to this Question you would know An Answer which the Truth shall show And not with Ahab-like-Desires Wish all your Prophets would be liers Then ask your Consciences and they Will tell what things expect you may For let my Troubles never cease If ever some have other Peace Then what their Consciences fore-see Though KING and PARLIAMENT agree But lest the Conscience may be sear'd Or lest Delusions have appear'd Which promise Peace when she is fled And Vengeance hangeth over-head Ask your own Feares and humane-Reason What they conjecture of the season Ask them what signe it is of Peace When wickednesse doth more increase What may be hop'd for of that Nation That sleights her dayes of Visitation That mendeth not for words nor blowes That in reforming worser growes That suffers them who serve Her best To be most wronged and opprest And on her Face all tokens hath Of desolation and of wrath When this is well inquired out If still you shall remaine in doubt What we may seem fore-doom'd unto Let me perswade you thus to do Get information when the KING Intends a Palinode to sing When he will their ill-counsells leave Who are deceived and deceive What setled peace we can devise Whilst Irelands-blood for vengeance cries Whilst they who sought to have begot A Schisme betwixt Vs and the Scot Have Trust or Power or els whilst they Escape unblam'd who scandals lay Upon that Army by whose hand GOD hath from Thrall redeem'd this Land Both to the grief and shame of them VVho their beginnings did contemne Or whilst the person of the PRINCE VVhich traiterously was sent from hence Is kept in France to have some fine New-foolish-mischievous Designe Rais'd thereupon for who can tell But that he there so long may dwell As his due birth-right to recover And bring his Peasant-Subjects over To help perswade with us that we VVould here be slaves as there they be Now if this be the plot I feare It will be long ere Peace be here VVhat Peace can we expect whilst they Who spoiled us not onely may Finde mercy which we could allow But so imperious also grow As to reproach us to our Faces Ev'n in our priviledged-Places Who once thought better fruits would come By that which we have parted from But mark the end and judge what Peace VVill follow when your friends decrease VVhen more Malignants are return'd VVhen they who love the State are scorn'd And some who serv'd it heretofore Are growne as mad as they are poore If yet you cannot well discerne VVhen Peace will back again returne Get knowledge with all speed ye may VVhat game Malignants have to play How farre they have as yet to run In that wild Course too soone begun VVhen they are like to call to minde VVhat lies before them and behinde VVhat future-plot it may advance To let so many passe to France On their bare words who carelesse are Of what they either say or sweare VVhat can be hoped-for of those VVho are irrationally Foes VVith safety what we can propound VVhere little save deceit is found Or what good Harvest can be mowne VVhere onely mischiefe hath been sowne And when these things are truly weigh'd You 'l thinke as much as may be said If not then next inquire how long Divisions will be rais'd among The Lords and Commons and when we Shall finde both Houses so agree That to the publike detriment Nor House nor Member shall dissent Or be united but insist Upon the common-interest And Priviledge nor Custome straine An Innovation to maintaine VVherby they may invade each other Or separate from one another For you have heard what lot betides A House or Kingdom that divides And know what 's likely to succeed Till our Peace-makers are agreed If wast Jerusalem was made VVho therein but three factions had This Island how may we deplore VVherein are three times three and more Some with the Parliament partake Some for the King a party make As he is King And some that He A Tyrant might become to be Some would a Popular-estate Some Aristocracie create Some are a faction for the Pope Some to maintain the Prelates hope Some for the Presbyterians vote Some Independency promote Some strive for this and some for that Some neither know nor care for what So Wars go on and get they may Free-quarter Plunder and their Pay Some fight their Liberties to save Some that they others might inslave Some for Religion and for CHRIST Some that they may do what they list Some for the Common-wealths availe Some for themselves with tooth and naile And they that have the basest end As fairly as the best pretend Not caring whether their desire Obtained be by sword or fire By truth or lies with love or hate By treachery or faire debate This is our posture and whilst we So foolish false and factious be Or whilst affaires continue thus Who knowes what will become of us Or when the man who these lines pen'd Shall find good usage or a friend Ask those who now of peace do dream Who shall procure the same for them If many are become their foes Whom they to be their Champions chose If these our substance have bestown To make new fortunes of their own If they the publike wrongs encrease To gain themselves a private peace If yet the people doubtings have What to refuse or