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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
religion_n	king_n	prince_n	subject_n	3,995	5	6.4954	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20853	The tragicall legend of Robert, Duke of Normandy, surnamed Short-thigh, eldest sonne to William Conqueror. VVith the legend of Matilda the chast, daughter to the Lord Robert Fitzwater, poysoned by King Iohn. And the legend of Piers Gaueston, the great Earle of Cornwall: and mighty fauorite of king Edward the second. By Michaell Drayton. The latter two, by him newly corrected and augmented	Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631. Matilda.; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631. Peirs Gaveston Earle of Cornwall.	1596 (1596)	STC 7232; ESTC S116748	75,207	228

of heauenly chastitie You sacred Vestalls Angels only glorie Right presidents of immortalitie Onely to you I consecrate my storie It shall suffise for mee if you be sorie If you alone shall deigne to grace his verse Which serues for odours to perfume my hearse 4 Let your delicious heauen-distilling tears Soften the earth to send mee from her wombe With Conquerors Lawrel crown my golden hairs With flowry garland beautifie my tombe Be you the Heralds to proclaime mee roome VVith sable Cypresse maske your louely eyes Mourning my death with dolefull Elegies 5 Faire Rosamond of all so highly graced Recorded in the lasting booke of Fame And in our Sainted Legendarie placed By him who striues to stellifie her name Yet will some Matrons say shee was to blame Though all the world bewitched with his rime Yet all his skill cannot excuse her crime 6 Lucrece of whom proud Rome hath bosted long Lately reuiu'd to liue another age And here arriu'd to tell of Tarquins wrong Her chast deniall and the Tyrants rage Acting her passions on our stately stage Shee is remembred all forgetting mee Yet I as faire and chast as ere was shee 7 Shores wife is in her wanton humor sooth'd And modern Poets still applaud her praise Our famous Elstreds wrinckled brows are smooth'd Call'd from her graue to see these latter dayes And happy's hee their glory high'st can raise Thus looser wantons still are praisd of many Vice oft findes friends but vertue seldom any 8 O fairest Charities Ioues deere delight O lend me now one heauen-inchaunting lay And you rare Nymphs which please Apollos sight Bring spreading Palme and neuer-dying Bay VVith Oliue branches strew the pleasant way And with you viols sound one pleasing straine To ayde his Muse and raise his humble vaine 9 And thou ô BETA soueraigne of his thought Englands Diana let him thinke on thee By thy perfections let his Muse be taught And in his breast so deepe imprinted be That he may write of sacred chastitie Though not like Collin in thy Britomart Yet loues asmuch although he wants his Art 10 O my dread Soueraigne rare and princly Maid From whose pure eyes the world deriues her light In Angels roabs with maiestie arayd In whom true vertue is defin'd aright O let these lines be gracious in thy sight In whom alone as in a perfect glas All may discerne how chast Matilda was 11 To brag of birth or noblesse were but vaine Although I might compare me with the best To challenge that our Auncestors did gaine A royall minde such follie doth detest VVhich I omit and heere set downe my rest Of vertuous life I meane to boast alone Our birth is theirs our vertues are our owne 12 A shame to fetch our long discent from Kings And from great Ioue deriue our pedigree The braue atchiuements of a hundred things Breathing vaine boasts the world to terrifie If we our selues doe blot with infamie And staine that blood honor which is theirs Men cannot leaue their vertues to their heyrs 13 The Heauen became a Midwife at my birth A kinde Lucina gentlie helping Nature Some sacred power then present on the earth Fore-telling rare perfection in a creature As all men iudg'd by so diuine a feature Yet as my beautie seem'd to rauish all Vertue made beautie more angelicall 14 Vpon my brow sate Honor in her pride Tables containing heauens diuinest law VVhose snowie margent quoted on each side With such delights as all mens harts could draw My thoughts as Tutors kept mine eyes in awe Frō their rare sun-beams darting forth such raies As wel y e work might shew the Arts-mans praise 15 These Cherubins the Tree of life doe keepe These Dragons watch the faire Hesperian fruite These fiery Serpents guarde the golden Sheepe These fixed starrs their rayes like lightning shute At whose approch the wise were striken mute These eyes w c only could true vertues measure Ordain'd by Nature to preserue her treasure 16 My words were gracefull pleasing to the wise My speech retayning modest decencie Not fondlie vaine nor foolishly precise But sweetly tun'd with such a simphony Moouing all hearers with the harmonie Gracing my tale with such an Emphasis As neuer musick could delight like this 17 My face the sunne adorning beauties sky The booke where heauen her wonders did enrole A stately Pharos to each wandring eye And like a Syren could enchaunt the soule Which had the power the proudest to controle To whom this gift my Maker had assigned That there all eyes like Southsayers diuined 18 Natures faire Ensigne royallie displai'd Map of Elisium Eden without night Ermins wherein rich Phoebus is arrai'd Right prospectiue reflecting heauenlie light Hart-wounding arrow pearcing with the sight Bright mornings lustre Ioues high exaltation Load-starre of loue rare Card of admiration 19 True type of honor fine delicious varry The richest coate that euer beauty bare Pure colours which the heauens doe onely carry O vncouth blazon so exceeding rare O curious lymming passing all compare First at my birth assigned vnto mee By that great King of heauenly Heraldry 20 From hence my praise began to proue her wing VVhich to the heauen could carry vp my fame Of all my glory now began the spring Through euery Coast this still enlarg'd my name From hence the cause of all my sorrowes came Thus to this Hydra are we subiect still Who dares to speake not caring good or ill 21 This iealous Monster hath a thousand eyes Her ayrie bodie hath as many wings Now on the earth then vp to heauen shee flies And here and there with euery wind she flings From euerie Coast her rumors forth she brings Nothing so secret but to her appeareth And apt to credit euery thing shee heareth 22 Foule blabbing tel-tale secrets soone bewrayer Thou ayre-bred Eccho whisperer of lyes Shril-sounding trumpet Truths vnkind betrayer False larum-bel awaking dead mens eyes Vncertaine rumor wandring in the skyes Fond pratling Parrat telling all thou hearest Ost furthest of when as thou shold'st be neerest 23 The Princes eares are open to report Ther's skill in blazing beautie to a King To censure is the subiect of the Court Frō thence Fame carries thether Fame doth bring There to each word a thousand Ecchos ring A Lottery where most loose but few do win Few loue Religion manie follow sin 24 Loe here at first my beautie plaid her prize Here where my vertues seldom prized be Yet that which most seem'd wondred of the wise Confin'd by vertue cleerlie made mee see VVhat dangers were attending still on mee Which most desir'd for why esteem'd most rare Guarded I kept with most especiall care 25 Thys whole possest the thoughts of princly Iohn This on his hart-strings Angels musick made This was the subiect which he wrought vpon That deepe impression which could neuer fade Reason which might sufficiently perswade Hence sprong that griefe w c neuer gaue him rest This was the spirit wher-with he was possest 26 This