Linguistic DNA - Concept Modelling Demonstrator

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heaven_n	angel_n	earth_n	part_n	3,093	5	4.2458	3	true

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A29657	Poems upon several occasions by Daniel Baker ...	Baker, Daniel, 1653 or 4-1723.	1697 (1697)	Wing B489A; ESTC R209048	36,439	169

Reducing Sin and Sin 's unlucky Fruits again The Love of Gold shall yet enslave Man-kind And to vexatious Cares and Labours bind Some to the toilsom Plough shall yoaked be And others travel through the Pathless Sea Pride and Ambition still shall reign And Princes to the Wars their People train And foolish Men their Wits shall stain T' invent more dreadful Engines still The Life of Innocents to spill VI. But when thy glorious Body shall receive It 's perfect growth it 's full increase All Pain and Labour then shall cease The Mariner the stormy Sea shall leave Of Traffick there shall be no further need For ev'ry Land shall all things useful breed With Plough-shares torn the Earth no more shall be The lab'ring Ox shall then go free Nor shall the tender Vine by cutting bleed The Dyers feigned Art shall useless lie Instructed Nature shall the Place of Art supply Thy Flocks shall precious Colours freely bear Some Azure Wool and some shall Scarlet wear Soft to the Touch and to the Eye more fair Than Persian Silks or Tyrian Hangings are And all thy Lambs shall yield a golden Fleece Richer than that at Colchos sought by all the Youth of Greece So Heav'n decrees so Prophecies relate This blessed Change we all expect from thy resistless Fate VII Come mighty Prince the Time draws near Thou God's beloved Son Heav'ns shining Crown Thou Joy of Angels hasten down The sinful Earth to visit do not sear Thy Presence will create its own Heav'n ev'ry where See how the Heav'ns the Earth and spacious Sea Beneath the Weight of Sin and Vanity Do groan and pant and long for thee Who art ordain'd their great Deliverer to be See how they smile with secret Joy Stretch forth their Necks and raise their Heads on high O might I live to see that Joyful Day When free'd from Sin and Vanity Both Heav'n and Earth renew'd shall be And re-obtain their sweet and ancient Liberty When the last Fire shall purge their Dross away But leave the Substance still behind Like precious Gold more rich and more refin'd No more obnoxious now to Bondage or Decay When Sin and Malice driven down to Hell Their native Place their ancient Home From whence they never more shall come Just Men and meek in endless Bliss on the new Earth shall dwell O might I live thy noble Acts to tell Doubtless that glorious Subject will inspire Thy Servant's Breast with such exalted Fire That the blest Spirits and th' immortal Quire Shall listen to my Verses and admire To hear Angelick Songs breath'd from an human Lyre HICATHRIFT DUELLUM SIVE PUGNA Singularis INTER Juvenem quendam fortissimum Cui NOMEN HICATHRIFT ET GIGANTEM Ferocissimum Qui publicos Agros vulgÃ² Marshland Smee occupaverat atque Incolas magnÃ¢ cum bonorum jacturÃ¢ sedes suas mutare coegerat Vicit amor Patriae HICATHRIFT ILLE ego qui molli nuper labefactus amore Carmina deslevi teneris placitura puellis Securus Famae nil pulchrae Laudis avarus Consilia in melius referens nunc laetor amarum Excussisse jugum Cervice novoque Furore Afflatus non jam venerem sed servida martis Arma virumque cano Patriam qui primus ab Hoste Eripuit capitisque sui discrimine Postem Depulit Ã Sociis magnum memorabile factum Nostra suas dignÃ¨ Laudes si dicere possit Musa nec ingenium superent certamina tanta Non procul urbe jacet LennÃ¢ ditissima frugum Et pecorum Regio veteres haud nomine vano Quippe Mari juxta Madidam dixere Palustrem Oceani ut prohibent ereptam faucibus olim Romani valido cinxerunt aggere Terram Quem sumptu nimio magnoque labore Nepotes Sufficiunt Pelagique minas tali arte repellant Ni facerent ruptis subitÃ² sua jura reposcens Irrueret Portis pecudesque domosque per undas Spargeret atque iterum qua nunc armenta vagantur Pasceret immanes Proteus sub Gurgite Phocas Hujus ad occiduam fundit se plurima partem Planicies spacio lateque extenditur amplo Vere novo quando aura tepet Zephyrique benigni Aspirant Flores varios Graminis herbam Sponte sua felix nulloque subacta colono Fundit humus pariter Nares ac Lumina pascens Hic jucunda apibus Cerinthe hic aurea floret Primula quaeque nives superant candore recentes Lilia cum violis purpureo Narcisso Hos inter vario Pecudes certamine ludunt Innocuae pascuntur oves pulchraeque juvencae In fera sollicitant animosos Praelia Taurosâ— Lambit eum glaucÃ¢ praecinctus arundine ripas Ousa pater pecori qui fundit pocula laeto Denique tota nitet Coelo gratissima omnes Exuperat longÃ¨ terras jam frigida Tempe Amplius haud jactent Authores Carmine jamque Desinat Elysios mirari Graecia campos Ast olim deserta situ multoque jacebat Obruta squallore sylvestribus horrida dumis Nec pecori Pastum nec iter praebebat eunti Quiqpe ferunt illic si ritÃ¨ audita recordot Immanem sibi speluncas posuisse Gigantem Exortum ut memorant saevorum sanguine Fratrum Qui conjurati Coelum rescindere montes Montibus augebant donec dubitare DeÃ»m Rex Inciperet Pulsi nam conscius ille Parentis NÃ¨ Coelum eriperent male partÃ¡que Regna timebat Non glebam rastris domuit nec pascere tauros Lanigerosve greges agitare hirtasve capellas Cura fuit verum ex alieno vivere fidens Viribus ipse suis operasque solebat agrestum Diripere immittis opimas vertere praedas Ah! Quoties laetas segetes sua vota colonus Calcari vidit vel in horrea abire Tyranni Ah! Quoties abigi taurorum corpora pastor Balantumque greges abjectÃ¢ flevit avenÃ¢ Diffugiunt populi confestim dulcia linquunt Arva nec assuetis sese committere ripis Audent sed longis repetunt ambagibus Urbes Qua via tuta pater Tantus timor occupat omnes Non tulit hoc Monstrum nec de regione viarum Deflecti notÃ¢ voluit Mavortius Heros AngligenÃ»m Decus ipsum Hicathrift cognomine dicunt Hic Patriae damnis Laudumque cupidine tactus Accipit ingentes animos in utrumque paratus Seu terris modo Dii faveant avertere pestem Infandam seu praesenti succumbere morti At non armatus clypeo non ille bipennem Caelatam tulit argento galeamve nitentem Aptavit capiti neque sic ad praelia venit Sed vultum Aurigae induitur vocemque coloremque Et crassum filo sagulum manibusque flagellum Increpitans egit deserta per avia Plaustrum Sic prodibat equos sonituque manuque lacessens Castigatque moras vocem cum protinus hausit AEtnaeus Frater lato qui forte sub antro Carpebat somnos epulis expletus inemptis Quin statim exiluit telumque immane coruscans Ingens arboreum quod vix cervice subirent Sex Juvenes lecti

thou wouldst be By all the World as now thou art by me Wars would not fright us then Into wall'd Towns nor thence Would we be driven by the Pestilence To breath the healthful Country Air agen Nor to the Doctor would Men flie Unless to crave his aidful hand to make them sooner die Thou art the Pilgrims Home the poor Man's Wealth The Captive's Ransom and the sick Man's Health In vain of Goods and Liberty The Living boast for none are free Or rich but only such as are made so by thee II. But Men alas are blind to their own Good They shun the Harbour and desire to be For ever tossing on the stormy Flood From Peace and Happiness they flee Because the Benefits that come from thee Cannot be seen nor understood But by a wel-purg'd Mind a quick enlightning Eye Blest Aaron's Lot full wisely he did spie Thy various Gifts and well did count To what vast Sums thy Treasures do amount When to the Top of Hor with thee to meet His longing Soul drew up his aged Feet There unconcern'd like one that goes to Rest Having first himself undrest While God-like Moses and his own dear Son The Heir of his high Place with Tears stood looking on His wel-pleas'd Head down laid the good old Priest To Heav'n it 's Home his Spirit enlarged fled Within thy Arms his other Part was safe Deposited III. Ah! Let it not prejudge my suit that I To thee so late a Convert flie Thou dost dispence I grant such solid Joys As well may win a Soul that lies Nurs'd in the Lap of warm Prosperities And well thou dost deserve our first and freest Choice But 'ts alas our folly still Not to know Good 'till first we taste of Ill. We 're like Sea-monsters which before They 're wounded never come to Shore So when God's People by the Flesh-pots sate Enjoying Bondage easie they forgat Their promis'd Country But the Iron Rod Of Pharaoh and the toilsom Fire Soon kindled in their Breasts a strong desire Out of Egypt to retire And travel tow'rds the fatal Land where God Had promis'd rest to them and safe abode A Land where gentle Streams of Milk and tastful Honey flow'd IV. They know thee not who thee grim Feature style And meagre Shadow Names too vile And much unfit for thee whose ev'ry Part Lays stronger Chains upon the Heart And binds with sweeter Force than all That mortal Lovers Beauty call Tho' heighten'd much by Fancy and help'd by Art Through the false perspective of Hate They look'd who hollow Cheeks in thee espy'd And Mouth for ever open grinning wide With deep sunk Eyes and Nose down levell'd flat Thou' rt lovely all no Virgin e'er Smil'd so sweet or look'd so fair Save she whose heav'nly Womb Man's ruin did repair The Charms and Graces which we find Dispersed here and there in Woman-kind Are all united and sum'd up in thee Beauties rich Epitome Oh! that in this thou would'st not too That peevish Sex out-do Flying the more from Men the more they woe â— V. Truth is thou once wast such as we Fond tim'rous Men suspect thee still to be Thy Look was Terrible and justly might The most resolved Heart affright Unable to endure the ghastly Sight And on thy gloomy Eye lids sate eternal Night But now thy looks are mended now in thee No Terrour nor Deformity But Friendliness and Love is all we see The Blood that issu'd from my Saviour's Side By strange Transfusion fill'd each Vein Of thine with such a noble Tide That thou' rt grown fresh and young again Young as the Morn Fresh as a Virgin-bride The Roses which thy Cheek adorn Were there transplanted from the Thorn Which on his sacred Head did grow His Innocence did deck Thy Hands and Neck With Beds of Lilies whiter far than Snow Thy Shaft which was of old Headed with baleful Lead he tip'd with Gold It touch'd his precious Heart And straight new Virtue drew to dart Not Death but Life and Joy instead of Smart And ever since thou' rt lovely grown Since then thy charming Face has shone With borrow'd Grace and Beauty not thine own VI. Thy Nature thus being chang'd 't is fit Thy Name should likewise change with it And so it is Thy Christian Name is Rest Sweet Rest whose balmy Hand at Night repairs The vital Sp'rits and Strength which Day And painful Labour waste away Of all God's Gifts the softest and the best The fruitful Womb of Peace the Tomb of Grief and Cares But yet 'twixt other Rests and thee there lies This diff'rence they give Short thou Lasting Joys They make us abler to endure The long Disease of Life thou the Disease dost cure Our tender Hearts which the fierce Vulture Pain Devoureth they restore to feel fresh Wounds again But when thy Pow'r is o'er To Grief and Labour we return no more Of everlasting Peace and Joy thou art the Door Eternal Life we cannot gain but by Thy Gift and Liberality And he that hopes to live must wish to die VII This Hope it is that now my Heart doth move For truly that I may no Flatt'rer prove Thy Goods O gentle Death not thee I love I would not perish like a Beast To thee and all the World I here protest No such unmanly Thought e'er came within my Breast My Wishes are more gen'rous than to be Reduced to my First Non-entity I would not be unmade but made anew by thee I thee as Men rich Widows do Not for thy self but for thy Portion woe Nor shouldst thou ever hear of Love from me Were I not sure e'er long to bury thee That by thy Spoils enrich'd I may arise More glorious Banns to solemnize And change thy cold Love for a nobler Flame The Nuptials of th' eternal Lamb. JUDITH I. SPeak Muse whom wilt thou sing What mighty Man what King Upon the Stage what Hero wilt thou bring To act his Part o'er once again In such impetuous Numbers as shall make His hearers as his En'mies did to quake No no my Muse will not this Subject take She 'll meddle not with men Too long already they have been The flatter'd Theme of the Pindarique Pen. The fair and gentle Sex With barb'rous Spight to vex Their sp leenful Tongues while others bend My gratefull and more gen'rous Muse Like virtuous Knlghts of old a nobler Task will chuse Wrong'd and abus'd Ladies to defend A Woman she will sing whose matchless worth The best of Men must gladly Copy forth If ever they expect to have their Name Recorded in the Rolls of never-dying Fame II. Begin begin and strike the Lyre Teach all the World great Iudith to admire Iudith who in that Hand a Fauchi'n bore Which a Distaff held before Who bought the Safety of her native Town With the Danger of her own Whose conq'ring Eyes th' Assyrian Tyram spoil'd Of his proud Hopes and all his shining Glories soyl'd The fairest and the chastest of her kind Two Epithets that are

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