The Three Laws of Nature, Moses, and Christ, Corrupted by the Sodomites, Pharisees, and Papists · chunk 9 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 0.73 · 472 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.
When bishops might burn And from the truth turn The syllye simple soul. Than duties no man creak Open mouth nor speak Of Christ nor yet of Powle. No we are the knaves bold With Scriptures to bold And teach them every where The carter, the souter The bodger, the clowter That all will away I fear. At us so they pull Our livings are dull We are now like to fall If we do not fight For the churches right By the Mess we lose all. But I pray ye sir, tell me what is your name▪ The law of Moses, to lie were I to blame In the same parties, what do you intend? Mankind to reform, that he his life amend I show what sin is, & what thing pleaseth God I comfort the just, and the ill, I punish with rod The common people, have thought it commodious divers Gods to have, with rites superstitious. My commandment is, to seek one God alone And in all their needs, to him to make their moan Among the gentiles, was it thought none injury If a man were hurt, to slay his adversary This thing I forbid, and say, thou shalt not kill Law is the revenger, the man may do no ill. Some persons there are, that inordynatlye love Those are persuaded, all things them to behove Which I inhybyte, saying continually No rape shalt thou do, nor yet commit advouteye Thou shalt do no theft, nor covet that is not thine Against thy neighbour, shalt thou not falsely define. We may do nothing, if we be pinned in thus Neither you nor God, to that hard trade shall bring us We must have one God, and worship him alone Matye that in deed, would make a Turk to g●●ne If we be stricken, we may not strike again? Aprope●●●gyne▪ and dyscretlye unto r●d playne For companies sake, ye say we may not love I defy your worst, and to you there is my glove. What? thou wilt not fight thy wits are better than so. In the quarrel of love, I shall prove ye ere I go By the Mess I think, to put ye to your four. Thou were much better, to keep thy patience. Nay by cocks soul frynd, I must lay ye on the coat In loves cause to fight, ye may soon have m●a for are Nay but have at your py●ch●, defend ye if ye may. Such a fool art thou, as seeks thine own decay If I once meddle, to thee, it will be death didst thou never here, that law slayeth in his wrath. By the blessed lord, than will I play Robsons part. Why what part wilt thou play? By cocks soul give over, so soon as I feel smart
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Position
nodes 684–742 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 30 in this edition
Length
472 words · 602 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvationcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.731 (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)
Whan Bysshoppes myght burne And from the truth turne The syllye symple sowle. Than dut no man creake Open mouth nor speake Of Christ nor yet of Powle. No we are the knaues bolde With Scriptures to bolde And teache them euery where The carter, the sowter The bodger, the clowter That all wyll awaye I fere. At vs so they pulle Our lyuynges are dulle We are nowe lyke to fall If we do not fyght For the churches ryght By the Messe we lose all. But I praye ye syr, tell me what is your name▪ The lawe of Moses, to lye were I to blame In the same partyes, what do you intende? Mankynde to refourme, that he his lyfe amende I shewe what synne is, & what thynge pleseth God I comforte the iust, and the yll, I ponysshe with rod The cōmon people, haue thought it commodyous Dyuers Goddes to haue, with rytes supersticious. My cōmaundement is, to seke one God alone And in all theyr nedes, to hym to make theyr mone Amonge the Gentyles, was it thought none iniurye If a man were hurte, to slee his aduersarye This thynge I forbyd, and saye, thou shalt not kyll Lawe is the reuenger, the man maye do no yll. Some persones there are, that inordynatlye loue Those are perswaded, all thynges them to behoue Whiche I inhybyte, sayenge contynuallye No rape shalt thou do, nor yet cōmyt aduouteye Thou shalt do no thefte, nor coueyte that is not thyne Agaynste thy neyghbour, shalt thou not falsely dyffyne. We maye do nothynge, yf we be pynned in thus Neither you nor God, to that harde trade shal bryng vs We must haue one God, and worshyp hym alone Matye that in dede, wolde make a Turke to gne If we be stryken, we maye not stryke agayne? Aprope gyne▪ and dyscretlye vt rd lane For companyes sake, ye saye we maye not loue I defye your worste, and to you there is my gloue. What? thou wylt not fyght thy wits are better than so. In the quarell of loue, I shall proue ye ere I go By the Messe I thynke, to put ye to your fure. Thou were moche better, to kepe thy pacyence. Naye by Cockes sowle frynd, I must laye ye on y• coate In loues cause to fyght, ye may soone haue ma f ar Naye but haue at your pych, defende ye yf ye maye. Suche a foole art thou, as sekes thyne owne decaye If I ones medle, t the, it wyll be death Dyddest thou neuer here, that law sleeth in his wrath. By the blessed lorde, than wyll I playe Robsons parte. Whye what part wylte thou playe? By cockes soue geue ouer, so soone as I fele smarte