The Three Laws of Nature, Moses, and Christ, Corrupted by the Sodomites, Pharisees, and Papists · chunk 21 of 30
Bale, John · published 1548 · first performed or written 1538 [revised c.1547 and 1562] (Annals) moral T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation typicality 0.69 · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
What is their prattling, I pray the heartily tell me. They say, thu teachest, nothing but lousy traditions And lies for lucre, with damnable superstitions. And thus they conclude, that the draff of popish priests Is good enough for swine, by whom they mean the papystes. Yea, and they say also, the diet of men is all. To most vile carrion, the dogs will soonest fall. Than do they compare, the papystes unto dogs. Marry that they do, & to such swinish hogs. As in swyll & soffe, are brought up all their life. Soch are the papystes, they say both man and wife. They say of the also, that thu art a naughty knave, By prowling and lying, ye friars would all have. Thine order they say, is sprung even out of hell, And all this knowledge, they have now of the Gospel. Why, where is he now, I besych the heartily tell, By the mess abroad, & I warande ye maketh revel. I commoned with him, and he ded us despise, Against him therefore, somewhat must we devise. Marry that must we, or else it will be wrong, He will sure destroy us, if we do suffer him long. Needs must we serve him, as we once served Christ. Why mad brained whoresons, how ded ye handle Christ? As he preached here, we followed from place to place, To trap him in snare, and his doctrine to deface. Than found we the means, to put him so to death, Lest he against us, should open any more breath. And we set four knights, to keep him down in his grave. That he never more, our living should deprave. And thus must we serve, the Gospel, no remedy, Else will be destroy, our living perpetually. Better one were loft, than we should perish all, As Cayphas once said, in counsel pharysaycall. By God & weal said. When ye have him this grave, Stamp him down till he shit. & serve him like a knave. We must so order him, that he go no more at large. Four knights will we hire, whom we shall straightly charge, To keep him down hard. The first are ambitious prelate's, Then covetous lawyers, that God's word spitefully hates, Lords without learning, & iustyces unrightful, These will keep him down, and rap him on the skull. There someners & their scribes, I warande ye shall steer With balyves and catch poles, to hold him down every where. I trow Rugge & Corbet, At Norwych will do their part. With wharton of Bongaye, and for my sake put him to smart. And I will raise up, in the universities, The seven slepers there, to advance the pope's decrees As Dorbel & Duns, Durande & Thomas of Aquyne The master of sentens▪ with Bachon the great divine Henricus de Gandauo. And these shall read ad clerum, Aristotle and Albert, de secretis mulierum, With the commentaries, of Avicen and Aueroyes. And a Phoebo Phebe, which is very good for boys.
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What is their pratlinge, I praye the hartely tell me. They saye, thu teachest, nothyng but lowsy tradyciōs And lyes for lucre, with damnable superstycyons. And thus they cōclude, yt the draffe of popysh prystes Is good ynough for swyne, by whom they meane the papystes. Yea, and they saye also, the dyet of men is all. To most vyle carren, the dogges wyll sonest fall. Than do they compare, the papystes vnto dogges. Marry that they do, & to soch swynysh hogges. As in swyll & soffe, are brought vp all their lyfe. Soch are the papystes, they saye both man and wyfe. They saye of the also, that thu art a noughty knaue, By prowlynge and lyenge, ye fryers wolde all haue. Thyne order they saye, is spronge euen out of hell, And all thys knowledge, they haue now of the Gospell. Why, where is he now, I besych the hartely tell, By the messe abroade, & I warāde ye maketh reuell. I commoned with hym, and he ded vs despyse, Agaynst hym therfor, sumwhat must we deuyse. Marry that must we, or els it wyll be wronge, He wyll sure destroye vs, if we do suffer hym longe. Nedes must we serue hym, as we ones serued Christ. Why mad brayned whoresōs, how ded ye hādle Christ? As he preached here, we followed frō place to place, To trappe hym in snare, and hys doctryne to deface. Than founde we the meanes, to put hym so to death, Least he agaynst vs, shuld open any more breath. And we set foure knyghtes, to kepe hym downe in hys graue. That he neuer more, our lyuynge shuld depraue. And thus must we serue, the Gospell, no remedye, Els wyll be destroye, our lyuynge perpetuallye. Better one were loft, than we shuld perysh all, As Cayphas ones sayd, in counsell pharysaycall. By God & wele sayd. Whā ye haue hym thys graue, Stāpe hym downe tyll he shyte. & serue hym lyke a knaue. We must so ordre hym, that he go no more at large. Foure knyghtes wyll we hyre, whō we shall streyghtly charge, To kepe hym downe harde. The first are ambycyouse prelates, Then couetouse lawers, that Gods worde spyghtfully hates, Lordes without lernynge, & iustyces vnryghtfull, These wyll kepe hym downe, and rappe hym on the scull. Ther someners & ther scribes, I warāde ye shal stere With balyues and catch polles, to holde hym downe euery where. I trowe Rugge & Corbet, At Norwych wyll do their part. With wharton of Bongaye, and for my sake put hym to smart. And I wyll rayse vp, in the vnyuersytees, The seuen slepers there, to aduaūce the popes decrees As Dorbel & Duns, Durande & Thomas of Aquyne The mastre of sentens▪ with Bachon the great deuyne Hēricus de Gādauo. And these shall read ad clerū, Aristotle and Albert, de secretis mulicrum, With the cōmentaryes, of Auicen and Aueroyes. And a Phebo Phebe, whych is very good for boyes.