Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Conflict of Conscience · chunk 14 of 42

Woodes, Nathaniel · published 1581 · first performed or written 1572 [1570-1581] (Annals)
moral
T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation typicality 0.78 · 482 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.

Now of the chiefest of his carnal Cardinals, He doth appoint certain, and give them authority, To ride abroad in their pontificals: To see if with Avarice, they may win the laity: If not, than to threaten them with open Tyranny: Whereby doubt not but many will forsake, The truth of the Gospel, and our parties take. This device is praise worthy, how sayst thou Avarice? I lyke it well if it were put in bre, Yet little gain to me, shall this whole practice: More than I had before time procure: The Legates are ready to ride I am sure: Wherefore we had need to make no small delay, They stay for my coming alone, I dare say, Howbeit the laity would greatly mislike, If they should know all our purpose and intent, Yea and perhaps some means they would seek: Our foresaid business in time to prevent: Will you then be ruled by my arbitrement? lest the people should suddenly dissolve tranquillity, For the Legates defence, let him use me Tyranny. Herein your counsel is not much unwise, Save that in one thing, we had need to beware, lest you be known, we will you disguise, And some grave Apparel for you will prepare, But your name Tyranny, I fear all will mar: Let me alone, and I will invent, A name to your nature, which shallbe convenient: Zeal shall your name be, how like you by that? And therefore, in office, you must deal zealously: Let me alone, I will pay them home pat: Though they call me Zeal, they shall feel me Tyranny Lo, here is a Garment, come dress you handsomely: I marry (quoth he) I like this very well: Now, to the devils Grace, you may seem to give counsel Now must I apply all my Invention, That I may device Avarice to hide: Thy name shallbe called Careful provision And every man for his Household may lawfully provide, Thus shalt thou go cloaked, and never be spied: Thy counsel Hypocrisy, I very well allow, And will recompense thee, if ever I know how. Now, on a boon voyage, let us depart, For I well loathe any time to delay, Nay, yet in sign of a merry heart, Let us sing before we go away. I am content, begin I you pray, But to sing the Treble, we must needs have one. If you say so, let it even alone. TOO true (alas) too true I say, was our Divination, The which Mathaetes did foresee, when last we were in place, For now (in deed) we feel the smart and horrible vexation, Which Romish power unto us did threaten and menace: Wherefore, great need we have, to call to God always for grace: For feeble flesh is far too weak, those pains to undergo: The which all they that fear the Lord, are now appointed too.
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PlayThe Conflict of Conscience
AuthorWoodes, Nathaniel
Publication year (edition)1581
First performance / composition (Annals)1572 [1570-1581]
First performance (BritDrama)1572 [1570-1581]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 131 · TCP A68918 · DEEP 110
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 700–755 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 14 of 42 in this edition
Length482 words · 640 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvation cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.784 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T4 · seed 44: T5 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Now of the chiefeſt of his carnall Cardinals, He doth appoint certaine, and giue them authoritie, To ride abrode in their pontificalles: To ſée if with Auarice, they may winne the Layitie: If not, then to threaten them with open Tyranny: Whereby doubt not but many will forſake, The trueth of the Goſpell, and our parties take. This deuice is praiſe worthy, how ſaiſt thou Auarice? I lyke it well if it were put in bre, Yet litle gaine to mée, ſhall this whole practiſe: More then I had before time procure: The Legates are ready to ride I am ſure: Wherfore we had néede to make no ſmall delaye, They ſtay for my comming alone, I dare ſay, Howbeit the Layitie would greatly miſlike, If they ſhould know all our purpoſe and intent, Yea and perhaps ſome meanes they would ſéeke: Our forſaide buſineſſe in time to preuent: Will you then be ruled by my arbiterment? Leaſt the people ſhould ſodenly diſſolue franquyllytie, For the Legates defence, let hym vſe me Tyranny. Herein your counſell is not muche vnwiſe, Saue that in one thing, we had néede to beware, Leaſt you be knowen, we wyll you diſguiſe, And ſome graue Apparell for you wyll prepare, But your name Tyranny, I feare all wyll marre: Let me alone, and I wyll inuent, A name to your nature, whiche ſhalbe conuenient: Zeale ſhall your name be, how lyke you by that? And therfore, in office, you muſt deale zealouſly: Let me alone, I wyll pay them home pat: Though they call me Zeale, they ſhall me Tyrranny Loe, here is a Garment, come dreſſe you handſomly: I mary (quoth he) I lyke this very well: Now, to the Deuyls Grace, you may ſéeme to geue coūſell Now muſt I apply al my Inuention, That I may deuice Auarice to hide: Thy name ſhalbe called Carefull prouiſion And euery man for his Hohold may lawfully prouide, Thus ſhalt thou go cloaked, and neuer be ſpide: Thy counſell Hipocriſie, I very well allow, And will recompence thée, if euer I know how. Now, on a boon voyage, let vs depart, For I well lothe any time to delaye, Nay, yet in ſigne of a mery hart, Let vs ſinge before we go awaye. I am content, begyn I you pray, But to ſinge the Treble, we muſt néedes haue one. If you ſay ſo, let it euen alone. TOO true (alas) too true I ſay, was our Diuination, The whiche Mathaetes did foreſée, when laſt we were in place, For now (in deede) we féele the ſmart and horrible veration, Whiche Romyſh power vnto vs did threaten and manace: Wherfore, great néede we haue, to call to God alway for grace: For féeble fleſh is farre too weake, thoſe paynes to vndergo: The whiche all they that feare the Lord, are now appointed too.