Selected quad for the lemma: religion_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
religion_n	good_a	king_n	subject_n	3,003	5	6.4581	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A51686	Corpus sine capite visibili, an ænigmaticall emblem, or, a modell of these distemper'd times being an apparent body, well proportioned, upright and streight, but yet without any visible head, in this our most unhappy mereridian [sic] of London, lately conceived in a dreame or slumber, and now delineated, penned and produced, to the open view of the world / by I.M., Student of Exon. in Oxon.	I. M., Student of Exon. in Oxon.	1642 (1642)	Wing M31A; ESTC R5813	6,211	16

CORPUS sine CAPITE visibili An Aenigmaticall EMBLEM OR A MODELL Of these distemper'd Times BEING An apparent BODY well proportioned upright and streight but yet without any visible HEAD in this Our most Unhappy Mereridian of LONDON Lately conceived in a Dredine or Slumber And now Delineated penned and produced to the open view of the WORLD By I. M. Student of Exon. in Oxon. This Corporate CITY seems to want a HEAD And that 's the Cause all Trading's growne so dead LONDON Printed by Luke Norton in the Yeare 1642. THE DESCRIPTION AND explanation of the precedent EMBLEM With some few Digressions not impertinent unto the Matter intended READER This Emblem here before thine eyes May seeme a Wonder full of Quiddities And if it should appeare so at first view Yet thinke it not so strange as it is true 'T is in a Christian manner meant and pen'd Conteining nothing good men to offend How-ever at some things Thou mayst admire Thy Love and gentle Censure I desire And if thou wouldst know more observe it well The meaning in plaine Termes I le breifly tell The DIADEM encompast with a Wreath Doth show the Crowne is safe though Mars doth breath Such furious bitter blustering blasts abroade As if an ARMY were in every Roade In every Way each Citty Towne and Village Ready to Murder Plunder spoile and Pillage The SCEPTER seene within the Lawreat Band Shewes that the Regall Power most firme doth stand The ANGELS that on either side support Doe shew that GOD is our Defence and Fort Hee guards the CROWNE and SCEPTER with his Wing Though for the present wee can see no KING His Grace though strangely led and like to fall Dwels yet i' th' hearts of his good Subjects all And though remote a while he doth remaine Hee 'l in good time I hope returne againe The LORD I trust will so illuminate Our SOVERAIGNS Eyes that he may see the state And sad Condition comming on us all Threatning as well His Ruine as Our Fall The little Sentence in the Wreath set downe Shewes Patience is a Iewell Vertues CROWNE And our long patience waiting for our KING May prove a Comfort though it seemes a Sting For in His absence he the more may try His flatterring Foes with all their Treachery And more he sees them troublous to the State The more their Projects hee 'l detest and hate The Body well composed and well bent Portends a Wise Religious PARLIAMENT Wherein both Houses are so joyn'd together They startle at no Storm 's They feare no Weather Come Life come Death the full resolved are To maintaine true Religion that 's their Care Likewise the Rights of KING and PARLIAMENT Good Ancient Lawes to hold is their Intent They would make sure the Subiects Libertie And with his Freedome his Proprietie This is their Ayme that Prince and People all May live and love rise up but never fall By Strife or Discord into vile contempt They would have all Contentions quite exempt And they desire for Truths sake which they loved All Iealousies and Feares may be removed That no mis-prisions nor strange mis-constructions Should be produc●d to worke our sad destructions This double BODY so upright is placed That 't is not apt to swerve nor be disgraced There 's no deceipt invelop'd in the brest Where Equity and Iustice sweetly rest The POPE whereon this Body seemes to tread Shewes ROMES Religion heere is almost dead The Crosier Staffe and Beades doe plainely point Idolatry to bee thrust out of joint Romes Raggs and rusty Reliques all must flie Here 's no permission now for POPERY The Wretch prophane and vile Incendiary The Rebels all may now no longer tarry Gods Enemies begin their dolefull Song They must pack hence they have beene here too long Truth treads on those that strives to domineere The POPE the REBEL and the CAVALLIER The little Motto comming from the Pope Shews whilst hee breaths he hath a Divelish hope To mount his Triple head againe but see He is so trampled downe it cannot bee And his Adherents have beene queld of late By Pillaging their Armes their Coine and Plate The Sentence o're the Pope describeth plaine We should shunne superstition which is vaine Nay worse then vaine for those that live therein Presse downe their Soules with ponderous loads of Sin Into the very Pit of horrid Hell Where all the wicked shall for ever dwell The Sacred Booke wherein lies Gods Command Implies both Houses for the Truth doe stand And by its lying open you may spie It is not clasped to the LAYETY It is a Well where all may quench their thirst Where all should drink but none untill they burst As many doe who are so full o th' Spirrit They dare Preach any thing whoever heare it Non-sence or Blasphemy no matter what Some are brave Fellowes if they can but chat And babble much in these our purer Dayes Wherein Mechanicks shew Divines new wayes The Ploughman when into a Cart hee climbes Exceedes the learned Doctors of our Times The Turner Cooper and the Souter may For ought we know preach twice on every day Nay more they can with their old working Tooles Prove all the Ancient Fathers to bee Fooles Austine profound Bernard and Chrisostome They 'l quickly make into subjection come Grave Nazianzen Ambrose Gregorie They will confute and that Extemporie If any man of common sence or wit Would give but credit to each Foole in 's Fit The Sentence which upon the Booke is written Saith GODS Word still shall last though Envy-bitten The other Latine Sentence doth unfold That we our true Religion fast should hold The Sword that 's drawne denoteth in some sense A love to Peace yet Posture of Defence One of the Motto's there prescribeth plaine No Man but by his owne Default is slaine Th' other averres If GOD be on our side We need not care for Papall power or pride If great IEHOVAH doe but take our parts What earthly Potentate can wound our hearts When David was but young of growth but small He slew Goliah that was great and tall The Purse and flaming Heart doe both expresse The Coine and Plate that 's brought with cheerfulnesse To maintaine Armes with State with hand and heart If Warre must be ' gainst the malignant part The words Thesaurus populi doe show These bounteous presents from the people flow The Rich the Poore the Widdow wth her Miite All bring in what they can in open sight That all the world may notice take and see Their guifts come from them with alacritie From high to low from aged unto youth All good men know 't is to support the truth Yea such a Truth that wer't extinct and gone Our wretched soules are utterly undone But we doe yet enjoy 't let 's hold our owne Le ts stand up for the Gospell and the Crowne Gods Word is on our side and he I hope Will make us able to confound the Pope Thus farre have I unfolded