The Three Laws of Nature, Moses, and Christ, Corrupted by the Sodomites, Pharisees, and Papists · chunk 1 of 30
Bale, John · published 1562 · first performed or written 1538 [revised c.1547 and 1562] (Annals) moral T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation typicality 0.67 · 493 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
Our heavenly blessing, be with you every one All praise and glory, to your majesty alone. Here still to tarry, I think it be your mind. My office ye know, is to instruct Mankind. Than God be with you, we leave you here behind. THe law in effect, is a teacher general What is to be done, and what to be laid aside But as touching me▪ the first law natural A knowledge I am, whom God in Man doth hide In his whole working, to be to him a guide To honour his God, and seek his neighbours health A great occasion, of peace, and public wealth. A sore charge I have, Mankind to oversee And to instruct him, his lord God to obey That lord of heaven grant, I may so do my duty That he be pleased and Man brought to a stay His brittle nature, his slyppernes to way Moche doth provoke me, but if God set to his hand He shall do full well, for none may him withstand. He cometh in singing. Brom, brom, brom, brom, brom. buy brom buy buy. bromes for shoes and powchrynges, boats and busayus for new bromes. Brom, brom, brom. Marye God give ye good even And the holy man saint Steven Send ye a good new year I would have brought ye the pax Or else an image of wax If I had known ye here. I will myself so handle That ye shall have a candle When I come hither again At this your sudden mooyon I was in such devotion I had near broke a vain. That might have done ye smart. No, no it was but a fart For pastime of my heart I would ye had it forsooth In syroppe or in sowse But for noyance of the house For easement of your tooth, Now have I my dream in deed God send me weal to speed, And sweet saint Antony I thought I should meet a knave And now that fortune I have Among this company. Why dost thou call me knave? I said I would be your slave If your grace would me have And do your work anon. I would so rub your boats The roof should from the roots When ye should do them on. Thou art disposed to mock Sun mayst thou have a knock If thou with me so game. Your mouth shall kiss my dock Your tongue shall it unlock, But I say what is your name? I am the law of Nature I thought so by your stature And by your ancient gature Ye were of such a nature When I first heard ye speak. Ye commoned with God lately And now ye are his bailie Mankind to rule discreetly Welcome sir huddyp●ke. If thou use such villainty. I shall displease the truly. By the mass, I the defy With thy whole Cukoldrye And all that with the hold.
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Position
nodes 0–72 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 1 of 30 in this edition
Length
493 words · 603 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvationcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.669 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 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)
Our heauenly blessynge, be with you euerychone All prayse and glorye, to your maiestie alone. Here styll to tarye, I thynke it be your mynde. My offyce ye knowe, is to instructe Mankynde. Than God be with you, we leaue you here behynde. THe lawe in effect, is a teacher generall What is to be done, and what to be layde asyde But as touchynge me▪ the fyrste lawe naturall A knowledge I am, whom God in Man doth hyde In his whole workynge, to be to hym a gyde To honour his God, and seke his neyghbours helth A great occasyon, of peace, and publyque welth. A sore charge I haue, Mankynde to ouerse And to instructe hym, his lorde God to obaye That lorde of heauen graunt, I maye so do my duetie That he be pleased and Man brought to a staye His brytle nature, his slyppernes to waye Moche doth prouoke me, but yf God set to his hande He shall do full well, for none maye hym withstande. ¶ He cōmeth in syngynge. Brom, brom, brom, brom, brom. Bye brom bye Bye. bromes for shoes and powchrynges, botes and busayus for newe bromes. Brom, brom, brom. Marye God gyue ye good euen And the holy man saynt Steuen Sende ye a good newe yeare I wolde haue brought ye the paxe Or els an ymage of waxe If I had knowen ye here. I wyll my selfe so handle That ye shall haue a candle Whan I come hyther agayne At this your sodayne mooyon I was i suche deuocyon I had nere broke a vayne. That myght haue done ye smart. No, no it was but a fart For pastyme of my hart I wolde ye had it forsoth In syroppe or in sowse But for noyaunce of the howse For easement of your toth, Nowe haue I my dreame in dede God sende me wele to spede, And swete saynt Antony I thought I shulde mete a knaue And nowe that fortune I haue Amonge this company. Why dost thou call me knaue? I sayde I wolde be your slaue Yf your grace wolde me haue And do your worke anon. I wolde so rubbe your botes The rofe shulde from the rotes Whan ye shulde do them on. Thou art dysposed to mocke Sone mayst thou haue a knocke If thou with me so game. Your mouth shall kysse my docke Your tonge shall it vnlocke, But I saye what is your name? I am the lawe of Nature I thought so by your stature And by your auncyent gature Ye were of suche a ature Whan I fyrste hearde ye speake. Ye commoned with God lately And nowe ye are his bayly Mankynde to rule dyscretly Welcome sy huddypke. If thou vse suche vyllanye. I shall dysplease the trulye. By the masse, I the defye With thy whole Cukoldrye And all that with the holde.