Selected quad for the lemma: truth_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
truth_n	bold_a	young_a	youth_n	13	3	7.5887	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A15487	Willobie his Auisa. Or the true picture of a modest maid, and of a chast and constant wife In hexamiter verse. The like argument wherof, was neuer hereto fore published. Read the preface to the reader before you enter farther.	Dorrell, Hadrian.; Willoughby, Henry, 1574?-1596?, attributed name.	1594 (1594)	STC 25755; ESTC S101317	53,586	140

wicked lust no sinne we thinke O blind conceites O filthy breath That drawes vs headlong to our death If death be due to euery sinne How can I then be too precise Where pleasures end if paine beginne What neede haue we then to be wise They weaue indeed the web of woe That from the Lord doe yeeld to goe I will remember whence I came I hunt not for this worldly praise I long to keepe a blamelesse fame And constant hart gainst hard assaies If this be folly want of skill I will remaine thus foolish still The blindfold rage of Heathen Queenes Or rather queanes that know not God Gods heauie iudgements tried since And felt the waight of angry rod God saue me from that Sodomes crie Whose deadly sting shall neuer die CANT VI. NOB. FOrgiue me wench I did mistake I little thought that you could preach All worldly ioyes you must forsake For so your great Diuines doe teach But yet beware be not too bold A yongling Saint a Deuill old Well wanton well thou art but yong This is the error of thy youth Thou wilt repent this faith ere long And see too late perhaps the truth And they that seeme so pure at first Are often found in proofe the worst Thy youth and beautie will not last For sicknes one the other age May captiue take when both are past You may haue leasure to be sage The time will come if these retire The worst will scorne that I desire Of chast renowme you seeke the praise You build your hope aboue the ayre When wonders last not twentie daies What need you rusticke rumors feare Esteeme not words aboue thy wealth Which must procure thy credits health And yet in truth I can not see From whence such great discredit growes To liue in spight of euery eye And swim in silkes and brauest shewes To take the choise of daintiest meate And see thy betters stand and waite These graue respects breede pleasures braue Thy youthly yeares for ioyes craue And fading credit hath his waue That none to thee doth shine so braue That smokie fame which likes thee best The wisest haue esteemed least CANT VII AVISA WEll now I see why Christ commends To louing mates the Serpents wit That stops his eares and so defends His hart from luring sounds vnfit If you your madnes still bewraye I'le stop my eares or goe my way Vlisses wise yet dar'd not stay The tising sound of Syrens song What fancie then doth me betray That thinke my selfe so wise and strong That dare to heare what you dare speake And hope for strength when you beweake My wisdome is the liuing Lord That giues me grace which nature wants That holds my seate from waies abhord And in my hart good motions plants With him I dare to bide the field Striue while you list I can not yeeld Fond fauour failes the time will passe All earthly pleasures haue their end We see not that which sometime was Nor that which future times will send You say the truth remember this And then confesse you stray amisse The shorter time the greater care Are pleasures vaine the lesse delight Are daungers nye why then beware From base affections take your flight Thinke God a reckning will require And striue to quaile this bad desire To swim in silkes and braue aray Is that you thinke which women loue That leads poore maides so oft astray That are not garded from aboue But this I know that know not all Such wicked pride will haue a fall CANT VIII NOB. ALas the feare alas the fall And what's the fall that you so feare To tosse good fortunes golden ball And gaine the goale I prize so deare I doubt least these your needlesse feares Will bar good hap from witlesse yeares Thy age experience wants I see And lacking tryall art afraid Least ventring farre to credit me Our secret dealings might be wrayd What then doth not my mightie name Suffice to sheeld thy fact from shame Who dares to stirre who dares to speake Who dares our dealings to reproue Though some suspect yet none will creake Or once controll thy worthy loue My might will stand for thy defence And quite thee cleare from great offence Who sees our face knowes not our facts Though we our sport in secret vse Thy cheekes will not bewray thy acts But rather blushing make excuse If thou wilt yeeld here is my faith I'le keepe it secret till thy death To seeme as chast let that suffice Although indeed thou be not so Thus deale our women that are wise And let thy godly Doctors go Still faine as though thou godly art It is inough who knowes thy hart Let not the idle vulgar voice Of fained credit witch thee so To force thee leaue this happie choise And flying pleasure liue in woe If thou refuse assure thy mind The like of this shalt neuer find CANT IX AVISA LEt that word stand let that be true I doe refuse and so doe still God shield me from your cursed crew That thus are led by beastly will It grieues my hart that I doe find In Noble bloud so base a mind On worldly feare you thinke I stand Or fame that may my shame resound No Sir I feare his mightie hand That will both you and me confound His feare it is that makes me stay My wandring steps from wicked way Who dares say you our facts vnfold Eu'n he that can mightie Kings tame And he that Princes hath controld He dares prouide a mightie shame What fence haue you for to withstand His firie plagues and heuie hand Though Samson queld the Lyons rage Though Solomon a mightie King Yet when to sinne their harts they gage On both doth God confusion bring How can you then his wrath auoid That you and yours be not destroid He sees our facts he viewes our deeds Although we sinne in secret place A guiltie conscience alwaies bleeds My faults will shew vpon my face My cheekes will blush when I doe sin Let all men know when I begin To seeme as chast and not to be To beare a shew and yet to faine Is this the loue you beare to me To damne my soule in lasting paine If this the best you haue to say Pray giue me leaue to goe my way CANT X. NOB. WEll then I see you haue decreed And this decree must light on mee Vnhappie Lillie loues a weed That giues no sent that yeelds no glee Thou art the first I euer tride Shall I at first be thus denide My haplesse hap fell much awrie To fix my fancies prime delight In haggard Hauke that mounts so hie That checkes the lure and Fawkners sight But sore you hie or flie you low Stoupe needs you must before you goe Your modest speech is not amisse Your maidens blush becomes you well Now will I see how sweete you kisse And so my purpose farder tell Your coye lookes and trickes are vaine I will no nay and that is plaine Thou must