Selected quad for the lemma: truth_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
truth_n	church_n	know_v	true_a	8,326	5	5.4606	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A89118	The ex-ale-tation of ale, the anciant lickquor of this realme. Or, A cleare definition of its effecatious operation in severall pates, arts, and professions.	Mews, Peter, 1619-1706.	1646 (1646)	Wing M1952; Thomason E1190_3; ESTC R208314	5,188	13

Fill him but a bowle it will make his tongue troule for flowing speech flowes from a c. And Master Philosopher if he drink his part will not trifle his time in the huske or the shale But goe to the kernell by the depth of his art to be found in the bottome of a c. Give a scholar of Oxford a pot of sixteens and put him to prove that an Ape hath a tayle And sixteen times better his wit will be seene if you fetch him from Botley a c. Thus it helps speech and wit and it hurts not a whit but rather doth further the vertues morale Then thinke it not much if a little I touch the good morall parts of a c. To the church and religion it is a good freind or else our forefathers their wisdome did faile That at every mile next to the church stile set a consecrate house to a c. But now as they say beere bears all away the more is the pitty if right might prevaile For with this same beere came up heresies here the old Catholike drinke is a c. The Churches much owe as we all doe knowe for when they be dropping and ready to fall By a Whitson or a Church ale up againe they shall goe and owe their repayring to a c. Truth will doe it right it bringeth truth to light and many bad matters it helpes to reveile For they that will drinke will speake what they thinke Tom tell troth lies hid in a c. It is Iustices freind she will it commend For all is here served by measure and tale Now true tale and good measure are Iustices treasure and much to the praise of a c. And next I alledge it is fortitudes edge for a very cow-heard that shrinkes like a snaile Will sweare and will swagger and out goes his dagger ef A be but arm'd with a c Yea Ale hath her Knights and Squiers of degree that never wore corslet nor yet shirt of maile But have fought their fights all twixt the pot and the wall when once they were dubbed with a c. And sure it will make a man suddenly wise yer while was scarse able to tell a right tale It will open his jaw he will tell you the law as made a right Preacher of a c. Or he that will make a bargaine to gaine in buying or setting his goods forth to sale Must not plod in the mire but sit by the fire and seale up his match with a c. But for sobernes needs must I confesse the matter goes hard and few do prevaile Not to goe to deep but temper to keepe such is the attractive of a c. But here 's an amends which will make all freinds and ever doth tend to the best availe If you take it too deep it will make you but sleepe so comes no great hurt o● a c If reeling they happen to fall to the ground the fall is not great they may hold by the raile If into the water they cannot be drownd for that gift is given to a c. If drinking about they chance to fall out feare not the alarame though flesh be but fraile It will prove but some blowes or at most a bloody nose and freinds againe straight with a c. And Phisick will favour Ale as it is bound and be against beere both tooth and nayle They send up and down all over the Town to get for their Patients a c. Their Aleberries caudles and possets each one and sillabubs made at the milking pale Although they be many beere comes not in any but all are compos'd with a c. And in very deed the hop's but a weede brought ore against law and here set to sale Would the law were renew'd and no more beere brew'd but all good men betake them to a c. The law that will take it under her wing for at every law day or moote of the hale One is sworne to serve our Soveraigne the King in the ancient office of a Conner of Ale There 's never a Lord of Mannour or of Town by strand or by land by hill or by dale But thinke it a franchise and flower of the Crowne to hold the assise of a c. And though their lies writs from the Court Paramount to stay the proceeding of the Court Paravaile Law favours it so you may come you may go there lyes no prohibition to a c They talke much of state both earely and late but if Gascoigne and Spaine their wine should but faile No remedy then with us Englishmen but the State it must stand by a c. And they that sit by it are good men and quiet no dangerous plotters in the common-weale Of treason or murder for they never go further then to call for and pay for a c. To the praise of Cambivius that good Brittish King that devised for his nation by the Welshmens tale Seventeen hundred yeares before Christ did spring the happy invention of a c. But he was a Paynim and Ale then was rife yet after Christ came and bid us all haile St. David tid never trinke Peere in her life put all Cwwrwwhibley a c. The North they will praise it and praise it with passion where every River gives name to a Dale There are yet men living that are of tho'ld fashion no Nectar they know but a c. The Picts and the Scots for Ale were at lots so high was the skill and so kept under seale The Picts were undone slaine each mothers sonne for not teaching the Scots to make Hetheraeale But hither or thither it skills not much whether for drinke must be had men live not by ke●le Nor by Haverhannocks nor by Haveriannocks the thing the Scots live by is a c. Now if you will say it J will not deny it that many a man it brings to his bale Yet what fairer end can one wish to his freind then to dye by the dart of a c. Yet let not the innocent beare any blame it is their own doing to breake ore the pale And neither the malt nor the good wife in fault if any be potted with a c. They tell of whom it kills but say not a word how many a man liveth both sound and whole Though he drinke no beere any day in the yeare by the Radicall humour of a c. But to speake of killing that am J not willing for that in a manner were but to raile But Beere hath its name cause it brings to the beere therefore well fare say J to a c. Too many I wis with their death proved this and therefore if ancient records do not faile He that first brew'd the hop was rewarded with a rope and found his beere far more bitter then Ale O Ale ab alendo thou liquor of life that I had but a mouth as bigg as a Whale For mine is too little to touch the least tittle that belongs to the praise of a c. Thus J trow some Vertues I have marked you out and never a vice in all this long trayle But that after the pot there commeth a shot and that 's th' only blot of a c. With that my freind said that blot will I beare you have done very well it is time to stricke sale Wee l have six pots more though J dye on the score to make all this good of a pot of good Ale FINIS