Selected quad for the lemma: truth_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
truth_n	great_a	lord_n	praise_v	2,087	5	9.1611	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A50938	Poems, &c. upon several occasions both English and Latin, &c. / composed at several times by Mr. John Milton ; with a small tractate of education to Mr. Hartlib.	Milton, John, 1608-1674.	1673 (1673)	Wing M2161A; ESTC R42174	88,645	298

O Lord of Hoasts how dear The pleasant Tabernacles are Where thou do'st dwell so near My Soul doth long and almost die Thy Courts O Lord to see My heart and flesh aloud do crie O living God for thee There ev'n the Sparrow freed from wrong Hath found a house of rest The Swallow there to lay her young Hath built her brooding nest Ev'n by thy Altars Lord of Hoasts They find their safe abode And home they fly from round the Coasts Toward thee My King my God Happy who in thy house reside Where thee they ever praise Happy whose strength in thee doth bide And in their hearts thy waies They pass through Baca's thirstie Vale That dry and barren ground As through a fruitfull watry Dale Where Springs and Showrs abound They journey on from strength to strength With joy and gladsom cheer Till all before our God at length In Sion do appear Lord God of Hoasts hear now my praier O Jacobs God give ear Thou God our shield look on the face Of thy anointed dear For one day in thy Courts to be Is better and more blest Then in the joyes of Vanity A thousand daies at best I in the temple of my God Had rather keep a dore Then dwell in Tents and rich abode With Sin for evermore For God the Lord both Sun and Shield Gives grace and glory bright No good from them shall be with-held Whose waies are just and right Lord God of Hoasts that raign'st on high That man is truly blest Who 〈…〉 ly on thee doth relie And in thee only rest PSAL. LXXXV THy Land to favour graciously Thou hast not Lord been slack Thou hast from hard Captivity Returned Jacob back Th' iniquity thou didst forgive That wrought thy people woe And all their Sin that did thee grieve Hast hid where none shall know Thine anger all thou hadst remov'd And calmly didst return From thy fierce wrath which we had prov'd Far worse then fire to burn God of our saving health and peace Turn us and us restore Thine indignation cause to cease Toward us and chide no more Wilt thou be angry without end For ever angry thus Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend From age to age on us Wilt thou not turn and hear our voice And us again * revive That so thy people may rejoyce By thee preserv'd alive Cause us to see thy goodness Lord To us thy mercy shew Thy saving health to us afford And life in us renew And now what God the Lord will speak I will go strait and hear For to his people he speaks peace And to his Saints full dear To his dear Saints he will speak peace But let them never more Return to folly but surcease To trespass as before Surely to such as do him sear Salvation is at hand And glory shall ere long appear To dwell within our Land Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd Now joyfully are met Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd And hand in hand are set Truth from the earth like to a flowr Shall bud and blossom then And Justice from her heavenly bowr look down on mortal men The Lord will also then bestow Whatever thing is good Our Land shall forth in plenty throw Her fruits to be our food Before him Righteousness shall go His Royal Harbinger Then * will he come and not be slow His footsteps cannot err * Heb. He will set his steps to the way PSAL. LXXXVI THy gracious ear O Lord encline O hear me I thee pray For I am poor and almost pine with need and sad decay Preserve my soul sor I have trod Thy waies and love the just Save thou thy servant O my God Who still in thee doth trust Pitty me Lord for daily thee I call O make rejoyce Thy Servants Soul for Lord to thee I lift my soul and voice For thou art good thou Lord art prone To pardon thou to all Art full of mercy thou alone To them that on thee call Unto my supplication Lord give ear and to the crie Of my incessant praiers afford Thy hearing graciously I in the day of my distress Will call on thee for aid For thou wilt grant me free access And answer what I pray'd Like thee among the gods is none O Lord nor any works Of all that other gods have done Like to thy glorious works The Nations all whom thou hast made Shall come and all shall frame To bow them low before thee Lord And glorifie thy name For great thou art and wonders great By thy strong hand are done Thou in thy everlasting Seat Remainest God alone Teach me O Lord thy way most right I in thy truth will bide To fear thy name my heart unite So shall it never slide Thee will I praise O Lord my God Thee honour and adore With my whole heart and blaze abroad Thy name for ever more For great thy mercy is toward me And thou hast free'd my Soul Eev'n from the lowest Hell set free From deepest darkness foul O God the proud against me rise And violent men are met To seek my life and in their eyes No fear of thee have set But thou Lord art the God most mild Readiest thy grace to shew Slow to be angry and art stil'd Most mercifull most true O turn to me thy face at length And me have mercy on Unto thy servant give thy strength And save thy hand-maids Son Some sign of good to me afford And let my foes then see And be asham'd because thou Lord Do'st help and comfort me PSAL. LXXXVII AMong the holy Mountains high Is his foundation fast There Seated in his Sanctuary His Temple there is plac't Sions fair Gates the Lord loves more Then all the dwellings faire Of Jacobs Land though there be store And all within his care City of God most glorious things Of thee abroad are spoke I mention Egypt where proud Kings Did our forefathers yoke I mention Babel to my friends Philistia full of scorn And Tyre with Ethiops utmost ends Lo this man there was born But twise that praise shall in our ear Be said of Sion last This and this man was born in her High God shall fix her fast The Lord shall write it in a Scrowle That ne're shall be out-worn When he the Nations doth enrowle That this man there was born Both they who sing and they who dance With sacred Songs are there In thee fresh brooks and soft streams glance And all my fountains clear PSAL. LXXXVIII LOrd God that dost me save and keep All day to thee I cry And all night long before thee weep Before thee prostrate lie Into thy presence let my praier With sighs devout ascend And to my cries that ceaseless are Thine ear with favour bend For cloy'd with woes and trouble store Surcharg'd my Soul doth lie My life at deaths uncherful dore Unto the grave draws nigh Reck'n'd I am with them that pass Down to the dismal pit I am a man

purpureus pudor sine labe juventus Grata fuit quòd nulla tori libata voluptas En etiam tibi virginei servantur honores Ipse caput nitidum cinctus rutilante corona Letáque frondentis gestans umbracula palmae Aeternum perages immortales hymenaeos Cantus ubi choreisque furit lyra mista beatis Festa Sionaeo bacchantur Orgia Thyrso Jan. 23. 1646. Ad Joannem Rousium Oxoniensis Academiae Bibliothecarium De libro Poematum amisso quem ille sibi denuo mitti postulabat ut cum aliis nostris in Bibliotheca publica reponeret Ode Strophe 1. GEmelle cultu simplici gaudens liber Fronde licet geminâ Munditiéque nitens non operosâ Quam manus attulit Juvenilis olim Sedula tamen haud nimii Poetae Dum vagus Ausonias nunc per umbras Nunc Britannica per vireta lusit Insons populi barbitóque devius Indulsit patrio mox itidem pectine Daunio Longinquum intonuit melos Vicinis humum vix tetigit pede Antistrophe Quis te parve liber quis te fratribus Subduxit reliquis dolo Cum tu missus ab urbe Docto jugiter obsecrante amico Illustre tendebas iter Thamesis ad incunabula Caerulei patris Fontes ubi limpidi Aonidum thyasusque sacer Orbi notus per immensos Temporum lapsus redeunte coelo Celeberque futurus in aevum Strophe 2. Modò quis deus aut editus deo Pristinam gentis miseratus indolem Si satis noxas luimus priores Mollique luxu degener otium Tollat nefandos civium tumultus Almaque revocet studia sanctus Et relegatas sme sede Musas Jam penè totis finibus Angligenûm Immundasque volucres Unguibus imminentes Figat Apollineâ pharetrâ Phinéamque abigat pestem procul amne Pegaséo Antistrophe Quin tu libelle nuntii licet malâ Fide vel oscitantiâ Semel erraveris agmine fratrum Seu quis te teneat specus Seu qua te latebra forsan unde vili Callo teréris institoris insulsi Laetare felix en iterum tibi Spes nova fulget posse profundam Fugere Lethen vehique Superam In Jovis aulam remige pennâ Strophe 3. Nam te Roüsius sui Optat peculî numeróque justo Sibi pollicitum queritur abesse Rogatque venias ille cujus inclyta Sunt data virûm monumenta curae Téque adytis etiam sacris Voluit reponi quibus ipse praesidet Aeternorum operum custos fidelis Quaestorque gazae nobilioris Quàm cui praefuit Iön Clarus Erechtheides Opulenta dei per templa parentis Fulvosque tripodas donaque Delphica Iön Actaea genitus Creusâ Antistrophe Ergo tu visere lucos Musarum ibis amoenos Diamque Phoebi rursus ibis in domum Oxoniâ quam valle colit Delo posthabitâ Bifidóque Parnassi jugo Ibis honestus Postquam egregiam tu quoque sortem Nactus abis dextri prece sollicitatus amici Illic legéris inter alta nomina Authorum Graiae simul Latinae Antiqua gentis lumina verum decus Epodos Vos tandem haud vacui mei labores Quicquid hoc sterile fudit ingenium Jam serò placidam sperare jubeo Perfunctam invidiâ requiem sedesque beatas Quas bonus Hermes Et tutela dabit solers Roüsi Quò neque lingua procax vulgi penetrabit atque longè Turba legentum prava facesset At ultimi nepotes Et cordatior aetas Judicia rebus aequiora forsitan Adhibebit integro sinu Tum livore sepulto Si quid meremur sana posteritas sciet Roüsio favente Ode tribus constat Strophis totidémque Antistrophis unâ demum epodo clausis quas tametsi omnes nec versuum numero nec certis ubique colis exactè respondeant ita tamen secuimus commodè legendi potius quam ad antiquos concinendi modos rationem spectantes Alioquin hoc genus rectiùs fortasse dici monostrophicum debuerat Metra partim sunt 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 partim 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Phale●cia quae sunt spondaeum tertio loco bis admittunt quod idem in secundo loco Catullus ad libitum fecit OF EDUCATION To Master Samuel Hartlib Written above twenty Years since Mr. Hartlib I Am long since perswaded that to say or do ought worth memory and imitation no purpose or respect should sooner move us then simply the love of God and of mankind Nevertheless to write now the reforming of Education though it be one of the greatest and noblest designs that can be thought on and for the want whereof this Nation perishes I had not yet at this time been induc't but by your earnest entreaties and serious conjurements as having my mind for the present half diverted in the pursuance of some other assertions the knowledge and the use of which cannot but be a great furtherance both to the enlargement of truth and honest living with much more peace Nor should the laws of any private friendship have prevail'd with me to divide thus or transpose my former thoughts but that I see those aims those actions which have won you with me the esteem of a person sent hither by some good providence from a far country to be the occasion and the incitement of great good to this Island And as I hear you have obtain'd the same repute with men of most approved wisdom and some of highest authority among us Not to mention the learned correspondence which you hold in forreign parts and the extraordinary pains and diligence which you have us'd in this matter both here and beyond the Seas either by the definite will of God so ruling or the peculiar sway of nature which also is Gods working Neither can I think that so reputed and so valu'd as you are you would to the forfeit of your own discerning ability impose upon me an unfit and over-ponderous argument but that the satisfaction which you profess to have receiv'd from those incidental Discourses which we have wander'd into hath prest and almost constrain'd you into a perswasion that what you require from me in this point I neither ought nor can in conscience deferre beyond this time both of so much need at once and so much opportunity to try what God hath determin'd I will not resist therefore whatever it is either of divine or humane obligement that you lay upon me but will forthwith set down in writing as you request me that voluntary Idea which hath long in silence presented it self to me of a better Education in extent and comprehension far more large and yet of time far shorter and of attainment far more certain then hath been yet in practice Brief I shall endeavour to be for that which I have to say assuredly this Nation hath extream need should be done sooner then spoken To tell you therefore what I have benefited herein among old renowned Authors I shall spare and to search what many modern Janua's and Didactics more then ever I shall read have projected my inclination