Selected quad for the lemma: water_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
water_n	john_n	richard_n	thomas_n	3,599	5	10.6259	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A13512	Taylors Vrania, or His heauenly muse With a briefe narration of the thirteene sieges, and sixe sackings of the famous cittie of Ierusalem. Their miseries of warre, plague, and famine, (during their last siege by Vespasian and his son Titus.) In heroicall verse compendiously described.; Urania	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1616 (1616)	STC 23806; ESTC S118287	24,950	88

TAYLORS VRANIA OR His Heauenly Muse. WITH A briefe Narration of the thirteene Sieges and sixe Sackings of the famous Cittie of IERVSALEM Their miseries of Warre Plague and Famine during their last siege by VESPASIAN and his Son TITVS In Heroicall Verse compendiously described LONDON Printed by Edward Griffin for Nathaniel Butter and are to be sold at his shop at S. Austins gate at the signe of the Pyde Bull. 1615. TO THE RIGHT worshipful and worthy fauourer of all good endeuours Sr GEORGE MORE Knight Lieutenant of his Maties Tower of London and one of his Highnes Iustices of the Peace and Quorum in the Countie of Middlesex MOst humbly worthy and religious Knight These things which did from my inuention flow On you in loue and dutie I bestow Whose patronage can shield me safe from spight And though the stile and phrase vnpollisht be Of new-coynd words to please these Critick times For I no Scholler what can come from me But downe-right plaine and ordinarie Rimes Yet when your leisure serues you to peruse These poore endeuours which my wit hath done You shall perceiue my weake laborious Muse Hath in this Worke hir-selfe hir-selfe outrun The Matters true and truth I know you loue And Loue conduct you to the ioyes aboue Your Worships in all dutious obseruance IOHN TAYLOR To the Reader THis Booke if I with boasting should commend In seeking to defend I should offend Or should I brag and say it is well writ T were selfe-conceit presumption and no wit Againe should I my selfe my selfe depraue It were a signe I small discretion haue Then as my thoughts all bragging pride do hate So I abhorre to be so much Ingrate As to deny Gods gifts and say that he By Nature nothing hath bestowde on me If ought be Good I thanke the power Diuine All that is bad I must acknowledge mine My God hee 's Author of my doing well Without whose Grace no Good in me doth dwell But be it good or bad or well or ill Kinde Reader gently iudge my Artles skill The Author to the Printer GOod honest Printer to thy buisnes looke Be careful how thou dost Compose this Book If thou thy letters or my words misplace The fault is thine but mine is the disgrace Then for my Credit and thine owne Respect Compose and proue and euery fault correct In laudem Authoris To the Helliconian Water-Poet my honest friend Iohn Taylor IN euery Art saue Poetry the meane Is praisd but therein meanely-well to do Is base too base then Iudgment cannot leane On what 's too base but base it must be too Then each man that his Reputation huggs For Iudgment praise no lines of but meane Reach And laude but what drawes dry Mineruaes duggs Lest they their Iudgments might thereby impeach Then is my Iudgment Iack perplext in thee For thou dost write so well with meanes so ill That thine Admirer I confesse to be Much rather then the Iudger of thy skill Art makes not Poetry thou dost plainly proue But supernaturall bountie from aboue Iohn Dauis In Vraniam Iohannis Taylor Encomium IT is disputed much among the Wise If that there be a water in the skies If there be one no Waterman before Was euer knowne to Row in 't with his Oare If none such ic thy high surmounting pen It soares aboue the straine of Watermen Whether there be or no seeke farre and neere Th' art matchles sure in this our hemispheare William Branthwaite Cant. In Vraniam Iohannis Taylor IN sport I hitherto haue told thy fame But now thy Muse doth merit greater Name Soares high to Heau'n from earth and water flies And leauing baser matters mounts the skies Where hidden knowledge she doth sweetly sing Carelesse of each inferiour common thing Oh that my Soule could follow her in this To shun fowle sin and seeke eternall blisse Hir strength growes great and may God euer send Me to amend my faults as she doth mend Robert Branthwaite To the honest Sculler Iohn Taylor THe water Nimphs that do the Thames frequent The dearest daughters of the Driads old Concluded once with one combyn'd consent A day of Sacrifice abroad to hold With which they did old Innachus so please The God of Riuers Fountaines Wells Springs That he to giue his sacred Nimphes some ease Inuites the Muses to their offerings For which agreed it was by all the Nine That since so well the watry Dames did sing Some one of theirs with power most deuine They would inspire as Guerdon of the thing Then chus'd they thee and on thy nimble braine Pow'rd out a draught of Heliconian wine Which when Apollo saw he did refraine To guide the light and with a sharpe Ingine He crown'd his daughters gifts and with a Bay That then was twinde about his golden haire Which he from his belou'd had pluck'd that day He wreath'd thy browes and bad thee that to weare Since when thy Muse aspir'd to things deuine Still grac'd by Phoebus and the Sisters nine Henry Sherlye To my honest friend Iohn Taylor WHat shall I say kind Friend to let thee know How worthily I do this worke esteeme Whereof I thinke I cannot too much deeme From which I finde a world of wit doth flow The poore vnpollisht praise I can bestow Vpon this well deseruing worke of thine Which here I freely offer at thy Shrine Is like a Taper when the Sunne doth show Or bellowes helpe for Eol's breath to blow For thou as much hast soard beyond the straine Whereto our common Muses do attaine As Cinthyaes light exceeds the wormes that glow And were my Muse repleat with learned phraise The world should know thy work deserueth praise Thine in the best of friendship Richard Leigh To the Author Iohn Taylor WAst euer knowne to any time before That so much skill in Poesie could be Th' attendant to a Skull or painefull oare Thou liu'st in water but the fire in thee That mounting Element that made thee chuse To Court Vrania the diuinest Muse. Row on to water-men did neuer blow A gale so good none so much goodnesse know Thomas Brewer To my freind Iohn Taylor ROw on good Water-man and looke backe still Thus as thou do'st vpon the Muses Hill To guide thee in thy course Thy Boate's a Sphaere Where thine Vrania moues diuinely-cleere Well hast thou Plyd'e and with thy learned Oare Cut through a Riuer to a nobler shore Then euer any landed-at Thy saile Made all of clowdes swells with a prosp'rous gale Some say there is a Ferryman of Hell The Ferryman of Heau'n I now know well And that 's thy Selfe transporting Soules to blisse VRANIA sits at Helme and Pilot is For Thames thou hast the lactea via found Be thou with bayes as that with starres is crown'd Thomas Dekker To the Vnderstander SEe heere the Pride and Knowledge of a Sayler His spritsaile foresaile mainsaile his Mizzē A poore fraile man God wot I know none frailer I know for Sinners