Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	grace_n	great_a	soul_n	4,875	5	4.7291	4	true

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01560	Distractions, or The holy madnesse Feruently (not furiously) inraged against euill men; or against their euills. Wherein the naughty are discouered to themselues, and others: and may here see at once, who they are; what they doe; and how they ought. Somewhat delightfull, but fruitfull altogether: as ordered to please a little; but aymed to profit much. By Iohn Gaule, vtrusque olim Academiæ.	Gaule, John, 1604?-1687.	1629 (1629)	STC 11689; ESTC S102992	78,981	617

with your Petition and he puts you to petition the second time for an answer to the first Hee le put on his considering Cap and bids you come againe for an answer and so you must spend more Time Labour Cost for perhaps a further Delay or more likely a flat Deniall The Churle hates to be Poore nor would he willingly be thought Rich verifying the Saying He had rather be rich indeed than so accounted Contrary to many wauering Credit-mongers that seeke to be so accounted hauing scarce wherewith to make vp their accounts Especially how little doth hee set by himselfe at a Leuie Sessment Loane Tax or Subsidie And all is because hee would doe as little good as hee could to King Church and Poore He abhors to be charged with an Office of Charge will Fine for a City Sheriffe and will be ready to cut his owne throat to be made Sheriffe of a Shire He hates Papistrie for one Point especially because they teach A Man may merit Saluation by his Works He heares it but he cannot beleeue it No no his Hope is Faith will come to saue him though Charity be away Ah Charity Charity thou faire Fruit of the Faithfull and laudable witnesse of a Soule Sanctifi'd Oh thou that art the Greatest of all Graces for Abiding where dost thou now abide O Loue O Doue to whither hast thou taken thy Wings How art thou flown out of the Arke of a wretched World how art thou gone out from vs not to returne vnto vs Alas how is thy beauty stained Strength weakned light darkned and Heat cooled Helpe Oh helpe come once againe vnto vs and do some good amongst vs Now thou art gone there 's no good to be done The Hungry pine while there is none to feed them the Naked starue while there is none to cloath them The Sicke languish while there is none to visit them the Captiues call and cry while there is none to deliuer them the Poore complaine while there is none to right or pitty them No man remembreth the Afflictions of IOSEPH Neuer more need of an ANGEL to conuay Sustenance to him prisoned in the Den or of a RAVEN to fetch Food for him banished in the Wildernesse For LABAN diminishes the Wages of IACOB NABAL will not part with a crumme of Bread or a drop of water to the Son of ISHAI and DIVES denyes LAZARVS to dine with his Dogges Who releeues him with a Penny whom CHRIST redeemed with his Blood Who thrusts not out CHRIST in a stranger rather than takes in a Stranger for CHRIST his sake As the swinish GERGASENES thrust CHRIST out of their Coasts So with a many hoggish Churles away with the Begger the sturdy I meane not but the needy to the next Constable Stocks House of Correction Their care is but to be rid of them they care not to releeue them Oh ho now I haue him Could you not thinke all this while to what end he is so great a gatherer You must not thinke What onely but Whom he is to leaue behind him Hee hath laid vp with the Glutton in the Gospell for many Yeares Yea and beyond him too for more Yeares than his owne Iust one of them that Haue their Portion in this Life and leaue the rest of their Substance for their Babes It is a Fatherly affection that vrges him thus to scrape and heap A Father he thinkes does not halfe loue his Children as he ought that plots not by all meanes to make them rich To beget Children and bestow them is thinks he a Fathers Whole and to endow them largely is the only Education Better not beget than beget to Beggery is an Apothegme of his owne but the old Rule he remembers not Better vnborne than vntaught No matter for Instruction they shall haue Wealth enough Goods are more than Goodnesse What cares he whether they learne to liue well his care is to leaue them well to liue It is all one to be such an ones Hogge Horse Dogge as his Sonne Nay his Hogges shall haue a Swineheard his Horse a Rider his Dogges a Futerer but no Tutor for his Child He will haue a Shepheard in his Field a Bayly in his yard but scarce a Minister in his parish A Clarke for his Bonds a Steward ouer his lands but no Schoolemaster to his Sonnes He will looke that his land be well manured but respects not though he that must haue it be neuer so ill mannered What an Idiot it is thus to decke and dresse the Seruant whose master notwithstanding must be but a Slouen Oh their basenesse and folly Lesse Culture shall be bestowed vpon the Owner then vpon his Possessions Sonnes or Daughters No matter what they are but what they haue Be shee blacke shee 's Penny white be she crooked her Wealth will make her stract be she neuer so bad her Goods are enough to make her Good Be he base hee 's Gold Noble Be he sheepish he hath a Golden Fleece be his Demeanour neuer so foule he hath a faire Demeanes What Vncomelinesse or Euill will not Wealth make a man winke at O Fooles Whether is better and to be preferred Wealth or Instruction the one a grosse Heape the other a rare Endowment the one as vile to the other as is the Body to the Minde And whether is worse and rather to be despised a Begger or a Foole the one hath no Mony the other hath no Wit and what the one wants of a Rich man the other wants of a Man And is it He for whom thou dost so toyle and plod Like thy Oxe and Asse then thou art not for thy selfe Thou art but the Conduit-Pipe and he the Cesterne It comes thorow thine hands but is laid vp for him Thou therefore makest thee poore to make him rich And what good will it doe thee when thou art gone that thou left'st a rich Heyre behind Yea more Rich perhaps than Good Thou hast gained for him and so hast lost thine owne Soule Did it DIVES any good that his Brethren after him liued merrily and great-like of his Goods Say they dranke Wine in Bowles yet neuerthelesse his Tongue was tormented in that Flame When thou diest miserably what art thou the better that thy Children liue neuer so brauely What is it that they beget iollity to them and horrour to thy Selfe Hereby haue they Pleasure perhaps but it but short but thou hast torment both certaine and endlesse A wealthy Sonne profiteth not a guilty Father No though he would giue all he left him for Masses Dirges Pardons and Prayers it could not what ere Men faine redeeme his Soule from Hell Indeed Happy they say is he whose Father is in Hell For say they againe A rich man is either a bad man or a bad mans Heire If himselfe be bad it will once goe worse with him but if he only be heire to a bad man he is happier himselfe in that his Father is gone to the Deuill for him Yet further What