The Three Laws of Nature, Moses, and Christ, Corrupted by the Sodomites, Pharisees, and Papists · chunk 9 of 30
Bale, John · published 1548 · first performed or written 1538 [revised c.1547 and 1562] (Annals) moral T31 Popes, cardinals and the crown typicality 0.72 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T31: cardinal, pope, king, lord, majesty, holy, rome, france, church, lords.
In Rome to me they fall, Both bishop and cardinal. Monk, friar, priest and all, More rank they are than ants. Example in pope Iulye, Which sought to have in his fury, Two lads, and to use them beastly, From the cardinal of Nantes. Well, you two are for my mind, Step fourth and do your kind. Leave never a point be hind, That may corrupt in man, The law writ in his heart. In his flesh do thy heart. And his soul to pervert, Do thu the best thu can. Here have I pratye gins. Both brouches, beads and pins, With such as the people wins, Unto idolatry. Take thu part of them here, Beads, rings, and other gear, With their abomination. Idolatry with wickedness, And Sodomy with filthiness. To his most utter damnation. These two will him so use, Ich one in their abuse, And wrap him in such evil. That by their wicked cast, He shall be at the last A morsel for the devil. Now underneath her noynge, Idolatry hath kings, With their nobility. Both dukes, lords, knights and earls. Fair ladies with their pearls. And the whole commenalte. Within the bounds of sodomy. Doth dwell the spiritual clergy, Pope, Cardinal and priest. Nun, Cannon, Monk and friar, With so many else as do desire, To reign under Antichrist. Detesting matrimony, They live abhomynablye, And burn in carnal lust. Shall I fell ye farthernewes? At Rome for prelate's are stewed, Of both kinds. This is just. The law of Nature I think, Will not be able to wink, Against the assaults of them. They having so high prelate's. And so many great estates, From hens to Jerusalem. Pause now a little while, Mine ears doth me beguile, If I hear not a sound. eyes folk hath sped I guess, It is so by the Mess, Away now will I round, I think ye marvel, to see such alteration, At this time in me, whom God left here so pure▪ Of me it cometh not, but of man's operation, Whom daily the devil, to great sin doth allure, And his nature is, full brittle and unsure. By him have I got this fowl disease of body. And as ye see here, am now thrown in a lepry. I wrought in his heart, as God bade earnestly, Him oft provoking, to love God over all. With the inner powers, But that false idolatry. Hath him perverted, by slayghtes diabolical. And so hath sodomy, through his abuses carnal. That he is now lost, offending without measure. And I corrupted, to my most high displeasure. I abhor to tell, the abusions bestial. That they daily use, which boast their chastity. Some at the altar, to incontynency fall, In confession some, full beastly occupied be. Among the close nuns, reigneth this enormity. Soch children slay they, as they chance for to have. And in their prevyes, provide them of their grave.
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In Rome to me they fall, Both Byshopp and Cardynall. Monke, fryre, prest and all, More ranke they are than antes. Example in pope Iulye, Whych sought to haue in hys furye, Two laddes, and to vse them beastlye, From the Cardynall of Nantes. Well, yow two are for my mynde, Steppe fourth and do your kynde. Leaue neuer a poynt be hynde, That maye corrupt in man, The lawe wryt in hys hart. In hys flesh do thy hart. And hys sowle to peruart, Do thu the best thu can. Here haue I pratye gynnes. Both brouches, beades and pynnes, With soch as the people wynnes, Vnto ydolatrye. Take thu part of them here, Beades, rynges, and other gere, With their abhomynacyon. Idolatry with wyckednesse, And Sodomy with fylthynesse. To hys most vtter dampnacyon. These two wyll hym so vse, Ich one in their abuse, And wrappe hym in soch euyll. That by their wycked cast, He shall be at the last A morsell for the deuyll. Now vnderneth her noynges, Idolatry hath kynges, With their nobylyte. Both dukes, lordes, knyghtes and earles. Fayre ladyes with their pearles. And the whole commenalte. Within the bownes of Sodomye. Doth dwell the spirytuall clergye, Pope, Cardinall and pryst. Nonne, Chanon, Monke and fryre, With so many els as do desyre, To reigne vndre Antichrist. Detestynge matrymonye, They lyue abhomynablye, And burne in carnall lust. Shall I fell ye farthernewes? At Rome for prelates are stewed, Of both kyndes. Thys is iust. The lawe of Nature I thynke, Wyll not be able to wynke, Agaynst the assaultes of them. They hauynge so hygh prelates. And so manye great estates, From hens to Hierusalem. Pause now a lyttle whyle, Myne eares doth me begyle, If I heare not a sounde. yen folke hath sped I gesse, It is so by the Messe, Awaye now wyll I rounde, I thynke ye maruele, to se soch alteracyon, At thys tyme in me, whom God left here so pure▪ Of me it cometh not, but of mannys operacyon, Whome dayly the deuyll, to great synne doth allure, nd hys nature is, full bryttle and vnsure. By hym haue I gote thys fowle dysease of bodye. And as ye se here, am now throwne in a leprye. I wrought in hys hart, as God bad ernestlye, Hym oft prouokynge, to loue God ouer all. With the inner powers, But that false Idolatrye. Hath hym peruerted, by slayghtes dyabolycall. And so hath Sodomye, through hys abuses carnall. That he is now lost, offendynge without measure. And I corrupted, to my most hygh dyspleasure. I abhorre to tell, the abusyons bestyall. That they daylye vse, whych boast their chastyte. Some at the aulter, to incontynency fall, In confessyon some, full beastly occupyed be. Amonge the close nonnes, reigneth thys enormyte. Soch chyldren slee they, as they chaunce for to haue. And in their preuyes, prouyde them of their graue.