The Three Laws of Nature, Moses, and Christ, Corrupted by the Sodomites, Pharisees, and Papists · chunk 15 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 0.75 · 479 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.
They do the better, for by them they may have profyght As for the other, do trouble them day and night Well, now step forward, and go do your business To the corrupting, of the law of Moses. Doubt not but we shall, make him a crepple blind. Sing then at our farewell, to recreate our mind. Now am I left alone, And these. two. merchants gone Their mischief to seclude I think within a while, they will trap and beguile The worthy law of jude. ambition first of all, with his rites bestial Will make the people swine In draff will he them lead, and with traditions feed Where they shall sup or dine covetousness will work, that many one shall bark Like dogs against the truth Some shall gods word defile, and some will it revile Such beastliness ensueth. Ambition hath this hour, all the whole spiritual power And may do what him lust Now covetousness doth rule, & hath both horse & mule All matters by him dyseust Now bysshopryt●es are sold, & the holy ghost for gold The pope doth buy and sell The truth may not be told, under pains manifold With sendings down to hell The people priests do famish, and their goods from them ravish Yea and all the world they blind All princes do they mock, and rob the sellye flock Nothing they leave behind On the face of Moses, a veil they have cast doubtless The light of the law to hide Lest men to christ should come, from ceremonies dumb As to their heavenly guide The law can never be, at any liberty Where such two enemies rain Now is it time to walk, of this more will I talk When I come hither again. If pity may move, your gentle christian hearts Let it now stir ye, to mourn this heavy chance Two enemies with me, have played most wicked parts And left me stark blind, God knoweth to my sore grievance. And I think also to your moth hindrance To lead you to Christ, sometime a guide I was Now am I so blind, I can not do it, alas. Most rigorously those enemies now of late Did fall upon me, and spoil me of my sight One was ambition, which ever ought me hate And Coveyeousnesse, the other enemy height Now forsooth and God, iutheyr most cruel spite The one made me blind, the other made me lame And when they had done, thereat they had great game. Thus a blind cryple, I wander here alone Abiding the time and grace, of restoration By the son of God, to whom I make my moan My cause to pity, and grant me supportation Lest I be left here, to utter desolation And extreme decay without any remedy, If he did not help of goodness and of mercy.
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nodes 1050–1108 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 30 in this edition
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479 words · 599 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvationcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.745 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
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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)
They do the better, for by thē they maye haue profyght As for the other, do trouble them daye and nyght Well, nowe steppe forewarde, and go do your busynes To the corruptynge, of the lawe of Moyses. Doubt not but we shall, make hym a crepple blynde. Synge then at our farewell, to recreate our mynde. Nowe am I lefte alone, And these. ii. marchaūtes gone Theyr myschyefe to seclude I thynke within a whyle, they wyl trap and begyle The worthy lawe of Iude. Ambycion fyrste of all, with his rytes bestiall Wyll make the people swyne In draffe wyll he them lede, and with tradycions fede Where they shall suppe or dyne Coueytousnes wyll warke, that many one shall barke Lyke dogges agaynst the truth Some shal goddes word defyle, and some wyll it reuyle Suche beastlynes ensuth. Ambicion hath this houre, al the whole spyritual poure And maye do what hym lust Now coueytousnes doth rule, & hath both horse & mule All matters by hym dyseust Now bysshoprytes are ole, & the holy ghost for golde The pope doth bye and sell The truth maye not be tolde, vnder paynes manyfolde With sendynges downe to hell The people preestes do famysshe, and theyr gooddes frō them rauysshe Yea and all the worlde they blynde All prynces do they mocke, and robbe the sellye flocke Nothynge they leaue behynde On the face of Moyses, a vayle they haue cast doubtles The lyght of the lawe to hyde Least mē to christ shulde come, frō ceremonyes dōme As to theyr heauenly gyde The lawe can neuer be, at any lybertie Where suche two enemyes rayne Nowe is it tyme to walke, of this more wyl I talke Whan I come hyther agayne. If pytie maye mou, your gentyll christen hartes Let it nowe sturre ye, to mourne this heuye chaunce Two enemies with me, haue played most wicked partes And lefte me starke blynde, God knoweth to my sore greuaunce. And I thynke also to your mothe hynderaunce To leade you to Christ, somtyme a gyde I was Nowe am I so blynde, I can not do it, alas. Most rygorously those enemyes nowe of late Dyd fall vpon me, and spoyle me of my syght One was Ambycion, whiche euer ought me hate And Coueyeousnesse, the other enemye hyght Now forsoth and God, iutheyr most cruell spyght The one made me blynde, the other made me lame And whā they had done, therat they had great game. Thus a blynde cryple, I wander here alone Abydynge the tyme and grace, of restauracion By the sonne of God, to whom I make my mone My cause to pytie, and graunt me supportacion Least I be left here, to vtter desolacion And extreme decaye without any remedye, If he dyd not helpe of goodnesse and of mercye.