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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16741	A diuine poeme diuided into two partes: the rauisht soule, and the blessed vveeper. Compiled by Nicholas Breton, Gentle-man.	Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?	1601 (1601)	STC 3648; ESTC S104780	13,485	48

Study not Astronomy Least to darkenesse turne thy light But tha● high Diuinitie Where the day hath neuer night There finde out that worke of worth That may bring thy wonder forth In the teares of true contrition Think on Mercies blessednes And in care of loues condition Of perfections holinesse Then in notes of Graces glory Make the state of all thy story Il Christiano al honore di Christo. BEfore there was a light there was a light Which saw the world the world could neuer see From which the world receiues his brightest sight Yet cannot see what brightnesse there may be From this faire light there came a liuing loue A loue which giues the liuing all their seeing And in the life of all th●ir seeing prooue The onely essence of their onely being From this bright loue there came a liuing word A word that doeth in wisedome signifie What heauen and earth in wonder can afford Is but in life this loue to dignifie For in this Word was that Almightie power Which was before that power was euer named Begun before the first beginning houre Framing each substance that was euer framed And in that word that onely wisedome dwelleth That onely knowes what onely may be knowne And in that knowle●ge knowledge all excelleth Because it knowes all knowledge is his owne This worthy word of wisedomes wonderment To giue some notice of his powerfull nature In wisedome made his will an instrument To shew himselfe vnto his silly creature This holy essence of the Deitie In Virgins wombe did take the vaile of flesh Bringing the dewe of blessed charitie Our withring spirits sweetly to refresh This highest height of heauenly Maiestie This word of wisedomes gracious glorious loue Inuested in all vertues vnitie That perfect God and perfect man approue From the sweet bosome of his Fathers brest Eternall Babe of all eternall blisse All blessed babe that made the mother ble●t By that sweet blessed holy loue of his From the high Throne of heau'nly glories seate Vnto this world this worthlesse world descended With their crosse spirits kindely to intreat For their owne good that highly him offended This blessed Infant of Eternitie And onely glorious Essence of the same By the cleare light of his all-seeing eye Beholding all things all so out of frame Vnto his seruants to make knowne his loue And to redeeme what lacke of loue had lost In tender age and elder yeeres did prooue How patience care might be in passions crost When first sweet Infant in the mothers armes Fed with the milke of pure Virginitie How did he scape the Tyrant Herods harmes That little knew of his Diuinitie But Oh when first his presence sweet appear'd Vnto the silly shepheards in the field With how much ioy were all their spirits chear'd Whose humble eyes his heauenly face beheld While in the heauens the Angels sung for ioy That peace by him vnto the world was come By him who should both death and hell destroy And be the Sauiour of his Chosen summe The Virgin mother ioyed in her childe And in her ioy did call her sonne her Sauiour Whose gracious spirit in her countenance milde Did shew the blessing of her meeke behauiou● Oh blessed Sonne the Fathers best belou'd In whom he all and onely did delight How many wayes his workes in wonder proou'd He held the scepter of his Fathers right In simplenesse all harmelesse as the Doue In learning putting all the Doctours downe In power the hand of highest heau'ns behoue In state the king of kings in glories crowne In patience the true proofe of su●●erance In truth the touch-stone of all vertues trialll In loue director of lifes ordinance In life the hande of the eternall Diall In charitie the giuer of all good In bountie the bestower of all blisse In mercie faithes eternall blessed food In grace the guide that cannot leade amisse In wisedome founder of all wit and sense In will the worker of all wonders worth In essence all the Summe of excellence In all that good that bringes all glorie forth This essence all incomprehensible Yet willing in his mer●ies to be knowne That glorie might not be offensible That in a shadowe onely should be showne First in the time of feeble Infancie When natures weaknesse fled a feared force Then in the yeeres of Reasons constancie When gratious mercie gloried in Remorse Came to the worlde to call the worlde to come Vnto his Call that had the heauens at Call Healing the sicke the blinde lame deafe and dumme And rais'd them vp that readie were to fall Contented with the badge of pouertie Who might commaund both heauen and earth at wil Lodg'd in a manger in humilitie Who in himselfe both heauen and earth did fill Threatned with death who was the life of life Sought to be slaine who was the death of death The ground of peace yet with the world at strife And suffred death yet gaue the liuing breath Seeke heauen and earth and finde out such another So might command and so would be commanded Who was our King yet would become our brother Might strike all dumbe and yet wold be demanded VVould leaue such pleasure and endure such paine And for their liues that crucified his loue VVith losse of life to make their liuing gaine That prooued Turkies to their Turtle-doue VVho euer crau'd his help and was denied VVho loued him so but left him at his death VVho euer fail'd whose faith on him relied Yet who for him would spare one fauours breath Oh Lord what madnesse could be more in men Then when they knew the trueth to make a doubt And long in darkenesse hauing light euen then To blinde themselues to put the candle out And blessed women that his death bewailed While hearts deepe griefe found comforts high perfection When passions teares so much with loue preuailed As first to them reueal'd his resurrection The mother wept to see her sonne so vsed The sinner wept to see her Sauiour dying The cousin wept to see her kin abused All for his death fell to a deadly crying The Sunne eclipst the day did loose his light And stones did rise against their makers foes The Temple rent the people were affright And from the graues the troubled spirits rose All these were tokens of his holy trueth To make men know how they were woe begon them But gracelesse spirits voyd of gracious ruth Ventred to take the guiltlesse blood vpo● them Here then behold th● m●iestie of blisse That pray'd for them that pre●'d vpon him so Content with all might come to him amisse So his with him might to their comfort goe His life the Lantherne of eternall light His death the p●●●age ●o eternall rest His grace ●h●●●rke of the most blessed sight His loue the life of the eternall bl●st His miracles the witnesse of his power His Sacraments remembrance of his loue His resurrection his triumphant houre And his Ascension Angels ioyes aboue His trauaile all to bring our soules to rest