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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
earth_n	great_a	heaven_n	saint_n	5,831	5	5.8038	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A18431	The garden of prudence Wherein is contained, a patheticall discourse, and godly meditation, most brieflie touching the vanities of the world, the calamities of hell, and the felicities of heauen. You shal also find planted in the same, diuers sweet and pleasant flowers, most necessarie and comfortable both for body and soule.	Chappell, Bartholomew.	1595 (1595)	STC 4999; ESTC S104953	25,188	80

we enioy such is the end all doth betide That in this vale of all annoy mongst mortall men doe once abide Though Nestar's yeares we can attaine though thousand ages yet we haue The wormes to feed we must be faine and fill we must the gaping graue Not Hercules not Sampson strong not Pompey stout nor Caesar braue But forced were to lie along and take the blow which Death them gaue Not Cato that in wit did flow not Salomon that did excell All mortall wights from high to lowe in wisedoms court that bare the bell The tyranny of death could daunt or make his griesly face to blush For he doth boast yea brag and vaunt and holds our force not worth a rush Behold rich Croesus with his wealth could not the dart of death defend Behold great Monarks want their health and all do trudge with death in end He spareth none he taketh all both yong and old of each degree Both rich and poore both free and thrall he paies to eu'ry one his fee. The Calamities of hell HE throwes the wicked headlong down to Lymbo lake where is no rest Where damned soules look grim frown and are with endlesse paine opprest This is the place that darkened is this is the place of bitter paine This is the place void of all blisse this is the place where deuils raigne This is the place of chillest cold this is the place of endlesse fire Whose forces great none can vnfold both tongue and pen though he do tire If monsters fell thou wouldest see which in this place make their abode Thy hart then daunted so would be that none thy feare could then vnlode If to thine eares their hellish sound should once be brought I thee assure Thy sences all it would confound but oh none can the same endure These grie●ly ghosts such tortures haue such pinching paine doth them oppresse That some reliefe still doe they craue but neuer can they get redresse They weep they ●ry they wring their hands their m●series they doe bewaile They gnash their teeth in wofull bandes this is the gaine of their retaile They roare like Lyons in their dens like dogges they howle in kennels staide Like filthy Swine they lie in fennes and thus all reprobates are paid Their filthy place no tongue can tel no pen can wel the same descrie The stincke is such where they doe dwel that all it slaies that passe thereby Their entrie is of chillest y●e their doores and gates of fiery brasse Their house more hote then Etna thrice thats full of fire and euer was Their walke on fierie serpents is which plucke the marrow from the bone So is their comfort and their blisse to mourne to weep make great mone O wretched soule what is thy state vvhat shall at last become of thee Of greater griefe who can delate what greater woe or paine can be Yet worse there is I tell thee plaine thy body must to iudgement rise And with thy soule it must sustaine more torments then can heart deuise Because in earth both did offend because the lawes of God they brake Together therefore without end must both be drownd in fiery lake All sinners would this day eschue all sinners wish their perill past All sinners hearts the same must rue all sinners must it find at last Behold it commeth now with speed behold the sun that shined bright Is darkened ouer all in deed Behold all things appeare as night Behold the starres as withered leaues in windie Autumne down do fall Behold the Moone God eke bereaues of light and shining brightnesse all Behold the hearts of men doe faint behold their wits are scant their owne Behold with feare they make complaint be hold with griping griefe they grone Behold their faces are but pale behold their bodies vveakened be Behold their doubt of endlesse thralle behold their flesh consumes we see Behold what griefe doth men oppresse behold they cast their heads on hie But to lament they can no lesse marke vvell all men doe seeme to die Marke how both trees and branches all doe sweat foorth blood against their kind Marke all things are opprest with thrall marke nothing hath a quiet mind The roaring sea doth fret and fume her waues she flings aboue the land She shewes all things are out of tune she cries Gods day is nigh at hand The earth of late hath shakt her selfe as wearie of her sinfull burne Which is our selues with worldly pelfe but oh thereby we are forlorne Of late she svvallowed in her gulfe twelue thousand out of London towne By sudden plague like rauening Wolfe yet are our hearts not once pluckt down Her wrath yet is not it appeasde our friends from vs she taketh still Our sinnes so much haue God displeasd that she reuenge doth vse and will Her fruits also she doth detaine and hath done fourtie moneths and moe Yet few of vs in heart complaine nor for our sinnes are prickt wit woe The skies also with misty cloudes are ouer cast and gush out teares Whereby the earth hath had grat flouds and with their noise haue fild our eares The blustering windes doe puffe and blowe they sob they sigh in raging sort They force high tres to lie ful lowe they tempests stir in euerie port They range with furie East and West from North to South they also run They know not where to take their rest But beat the aire as Cannon gun The stoutest hearts their faces hide both rich and poore are much dismaid No flesh Gods iudgment can abide but seek where they may find some aid All liuing things for help doe crie both sauadge beasts and birds also The wormes which in the earth do lie do wish for legges with speed to goe The earth doth quake and mountaines all both hearbs and roots their vertues lose Great toures long flat downe do fall and odours sweet do leaue the Rose Dame Nature in her furie strong receiues a curse and gins to quaile Her forces all do lie along whereby all things their vertues faile The Angels all with Saints most blest the Cherub and the Seraphin All sinners that haue life possest both quick and dead that earst haue bin Assembled are and dreadfully with terrour great our Lord expect And waite his comming from on hie for then each thing shall be perfect Behold both heauen and earth doe bow behold thev downe and prostrate fall Behold Iehouah commeth now all flesh before him for to call In glorie commeth he and state his trumpets through the earth do sound All sinners suddenly t'awake in cuery coast that may be found In aire most fiery flouds appeare vvherein he comes most gloriously Which sight the mountaines great do feare and melt down flat vvhich were on hie The seas eke tremble at his sight and dried are most strange to see Whose waues did seeme in sand most bright but now bare sandes there onely bee The craggie rockes