Linguistic DNA - Concept Modelling Demonstrator

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
blood_n	abel_n	cry_v	earth_n	1,664	4	6.0303	4	false

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20777	The French historie, that is, A lamentable discourse of three of the chiefe, and most famous bloodie broiles that haue happened in France for the Gospell of Iesus Christ namelie, 1. The outrage called the winning of S. Iames his streete, 1557, 2. The constant martirdome of Annas Burgans one of the K. Councell, 1559, 3. The bloodie marriage of Margaret sister to Charles the 9, anno 1572 / published by A.D.	Dowriche, Anne, fl. 1589.	1589 (1589)	STC 7159.3; ESTC S352	64,108	86

haue your will now shall you do your worst Now shal ye haue out guiltles blood for which ye loÌ„g did thirst We feare not of this death we know that al must die Yea happie are those sillie soules whoÌ„ thus the Lord doth trie O welcome ioifull daie Ã´ welcome happie paine A crowne immortall with this flesh we shall receiue againe Now hath the Lord here brought and placte vs in this death Not for because he hates his truth but for to trie our faith The counsell of the Lord hath sent what we receaue And you to vs shal doo no more than God shall giue you leaue And you that are our foes beware the deadlie signe Which showes you none of Gods elect while thus ye doo repine Against his knowen truth for which we vndertake To spend our blood in his defence and suffer for his sake The blood of Abel cride for vengeance to the Lord Which fell on Cain al his seed whoÌ„ men earth abhord From which the Lord defend both you and eke our land O Lord reuenge not this our wrong but stay thy furioâ—s hand And giue them yet some space for to repent this thing And for our death we doo forgiue both them eke our King Whose life the Lord preserue in health and perfect peace And graÌ„t that vnder him the truth may haue some ioiful ease And though you haue some power this flesh for to destroy Yet cannot vs your rage deuide from Christs immortal ioy And though our breakfast seeme to flesh and blood some paine Yet shall we sup with Iesus Christ and ease receaue againe Into thy blessed hands Ã´ Lord our soules receaue For of this earth and earthlie trash Ã´ Lord we take our leaue Thus on the Lord they cride which was their onelie trust Till that the flame had staid their voice bodie burnt to dust Now we that doo remaine our parts are yet to plaie But when Ã´ Lord our time shall come grant vs like happy daie And when our triall drawes no matter where nor when That God will giue like constant faith let vs crie all Amen The iudgements of the Lord shewed vpon these bloodie persecuters in this first outrage by the example of manie the like out of the Scriptures BVt let vs heere behold Gods iudgements iust and true Which neuer faile to follow them which doo his truth pursue As wicked Caine did long poore Abels blood to haue So did the Lord marke him to be a vile and vagrant slaue When Esau did intend his brother for to kill The Lord did blesse good Iacob so he could not haue his will When Pharao followed fast Gods people to haue slaine Amiddes the flouds then iustlie fell both he and all his traine As Miriam grudgde against the truth which she did know So did her fault soone finde her out a leaper white as snow When Korath and his mates good Moses did depraue The earth did gape and they went all aliue into the graue And whil'st at Bephidim Gods people did remaine The Amalecks of Esaus brood poore Iacob would haue slaine But God did not forget this foule and filthie thing Which after smote with fatall sword both them and eke their King Though Saul did persecute Gods chosen Prophet long Yet did the Lord at length reuenge poore Dauid his wrong For now the hand that itcht this Dauids blood to spill Was it that framde the deadlie blade his master for to kill That Nabal which refusde his helpe to Dauid send Was striken so that there he made a short and wofull end And Shimei that reuilde King Dauid to his face It was not long but that he died in poore and wofull case And as Achitephel great mischiefe did intend So did the Lord from traitors all his chosen still defend Whose counsell being quasht for so the Lord assignde He got him home hangd himselfe to case his careful minde So Ierebeam felt Gods iudgements sharpe and colde WheÌ„ he thrust out his wicked hand his Prophet for to hold So Iezabel which did Elias once pursue VVhen Iehu came to Iezrael her faithfull seruant threw Her carcasse headlong downe from window high to streate VVhere traÌ„pled down the greedy dogs her cursed flesh did eat Gainst Christ the Pilate which wrong iudgement erst did giue Did kill himselfe as one that was not worthie for to liue And when against the truth proud Herodes hand was bent He killed Iames and Peter was in prison closelie pent The Angel of the Lord of pride did show the price That in a while his cursed corpes was eaten all with lice As Iudas was content his master to betraie So guiltie conscience did consent to worke his owne decaie Like as in former age to rebels stout and strong Gods iustice hath been plainlie seene in lieu of cursed wrong So all this faithlesse troope which leudlie did conspire This murder in S. Iames his streete haue likewise felt his ire For first the Praetor which Munerius had to name For iust desert in publike view receiued open shame And yet besides all this they straightlie did proclaime That he should voide his natiue soyle not returne againe But whil'st he was in holde his conscience did confesse This plague was iust for that he sought Gods chosen to oppres A Iudge that sentence gaue against his knowen faith An angel strake him from the Lord with sharp sodain death Another Iudge that was now sicke and like to die Cride out I see my iudgement iust for that vile caitiffe I By mallice haue been faine Gods people for to kill Who praie and liue most godlie bent according to his will Two others being cheefe in murder that was past By sodaine death in view of all like vengeance now doo tast And other two which now of blood had dronke their fill As they came from this murther they did one other kill Now let vs learne by this Gods truth for to imbrace That we feele not by due desart his anger in like case The notable famous and constant Martirdome of Annas Burgeus which being one of the Kings Counsell was burnt for the Gospel of Iesus Christ ABout this verie time by force of sodaine iarre Betweene the Kings of Spaine and France was likelie to be warre But Herode to agree with Pilate was content And for to murder Iesus Christ they both doo ioyne consent So now there was a league where both did giue their word To roote and rase Gods sowen truth by fagot fire and sword The graffe that Sathan greeues did yet begin to spring The tree of life some ioyfull frute as now did seeme to bring Whose bud enameld greene and blossome sweete to see Inraged Sathans fierie moode with mallice so that he In furie headlong runnes he

whom Sathan would destroie Thy godlie flocke he seekes to quell thy Truth for to annoie Let them not longer Lord exalt their pridie crowne Let theÌ„ not scape that dailie seek to throw thy kingdom down Thy promise is my hope thy word is all my staie My comfort is the liuing Lord which shields me from decaie While Christ is on my side by faith that makes me free By death or life I little feare what man can doo to me To thee my liuing God for mercie now I call So in this place my promisd vowes shalbe performed all O Lord receaue my soule the force of death destroie That presentlie before thy face I may appeare with ioy O Christ thy pitie send with mercie come to me For from my youth tender yeres my hope hath bin in thee My heart is fixed Lord my heart is surelie set To saue my soule my God let not my sinnes be anie let Now to thy blessed hands whether I die or liue My sinfull soule receiue it Lord I gladlie here doo giue And thou that hether camest to plaie this bloodie part Loe this thy wicked deed I doo forgiue with all my hart Desiring God that this my blood now set at large Vvhen he doth come maie not at all be laid vnto thy charge Come staie no longer now if God shall giue thee power To take my life theÌ„ welcom thrice this sweet happy hower His wife he kissing bade her sorow to repell Vvith her his babes he did imbrace and bade them al farewel But Lord what rolling teares what shrikes and piteous cries Betweene the wife and louing babes were sent to airie Skies But this could not perswade the traitor to depart Vvho framde his readie dagg to strike pore Masson to the hart Then Masson kneeling downe content his life to leaue The bullet meeklie to his breast from Pistoll did receaue Vvhere falling to the ground his blessed life did yeeld Vnto the Lord with quiet heart as meeke as anie childe Vve see what worthie men the Papists haue destroid God grant vs grace that doo remaine their treasons to auoide Amen The Iudgement of the Lorde against this bloodie and periured King of France Charles the 9. Dilated by the sentence of God in the lawe against murder by examples both out of the Scriptures other Authors concerning the horrible end that hath fallen vpon wilfull murderers and lastlie the bloodie death of this blood-sucking King himselfe NOw let vs see the ende of this periured King And let vs weigh in future time what fearfull fruite did spring From falsed faith And first I brieflie will repeate The sentence of the mightie God gainst murder and deceate Then shall we plainlie see how that in euerie land The Lord according to his law with iust reuenging hand The bloodie tyrants strikes with all their faithlesse crue As by examples we maie see of such as shall ensue Vvho so saith God shall shed the blood of man in vaine Shall with the shedding of his blood requite the same againe And he that by deceite his neighbour shall betraie Or shall with guile presumptuouslie his brother seeke to slaie He shall not scape although he to the altare flie But drawen foorth he iustlie shall without all pitie die Such cursed bloodie men Gods plague doth follow still For wicked King Abimelech who was content to kill His seuentie brothers all the kingdome for to haue From iust reuenge he could not long his cursed carkasse saue For from a womans hand a milstone downe was sent FroÌ„ off a wall which with the weight his brain pan al to rent And after by his Page was thrust vnto the heart With sword lest that a womaÌ„s stroke his glory shuld subuert As Triphon did intrap with face of frendlie cheere Good Ionathan to whom he did a faithfull frend appeare So did he quicklie feele the weight of falsed word Who shortlie was by Simon slaine and iustlie put to sword I read also of one Aristobolus by name Who hath for murder left behinde a blacke bloodie fame For first he did consent with famine for to pine His mother for because she would the kingdome not resigne And also was content by death to make away Antigonus his brother deere which was his owne decaie For when the deed was done he felt a present griefe In conscience for so cruell act which then without reliefe Did dailie so torment his sore afflicted hart That fresh remorse did often giue new cause of greater smart At length from grislie corse his blood by peacemeale came For brothers blood froÌ„ earth did call his blood to quit the same And thus in fearfull wise he yeelded vp his breath So was his fierce wicked life repaide with worthie death Our Charles like vnto this from Gods reuenging hand By bloodie death repaies the blood he shed within his land From eares from nose froÌ„ mouth from hart that was so stout FroÌ„ euery part his blood was seen wher blood might issue out The man that would not yeeld when men did mercie craue For mercie cries vnto the Lord but mercie none can haue For he that will not help the poore when they dooth call Shall call himselfe when he hath need not be heard at all The heart that was so proud now feeles the bitter paine Whereat he iested when he saw his faithfull subiects slaine The eares that would not heare the poore afflicted crie But greedelie to sucke their blood would credit euerie lie With blood are stopped vp that they shall heare no more Such heauy plagues for wicked men the Lord hath stil in store The mouth that would not speake to doo his brother good Insteed of words doth vomit out the clotts of filthie blood The nose that did detest of Truth the pleasant smell From filthie heart doth willinglie the stinking blood expell So that we plainlie see that blood for blood doth craue And he shall not escape that seekes his brothers blood to haue Then cursed be the mouth and man that did perswade This wretched King that he was in a good and godlie trade In that he did by guile the godlie so allure And afterwards by treason did their wished death procure Much like said he you be to Lewes which heretofore Said in the Latine that he knew one sentence no more Which was That he which Truth in words will alwaies bring And not dissemble knoweth not the skill to be a King Naie this was rather like the red and cruell raigne Of Mithridates who did cause of Romanes to be slain A hundred fiftie thousand once by message that was sent WheÌ„ outwardlie there did appear nothing but frendship meÌ„t The King of Arragon like mate of cursed crue By like deceit in Sicill once eight thousand Frenchmen slew To Philip once it was his ruine and his death In that he often brake his oath and vow of

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