The Three Laws of Nature, Moses, and Christ, Corrupted by the Sodomites, Pharisees, and Papists · chunk 25 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 0.74 · 517 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.
By the mess I laugh, to see how this ge●e doth work He is like of them, to have no more gra●r than a turke For such knaves they are, as a man shall not lightly find. And take over hell, companions they are to my mind My business all, is now at good conclusion That I have brought these. three laws to confusion Now shall I be able, to live here peaceably And make frolic cheer, with hay how frysfa Iolye The law of Nature, I cast first in a lepry By the secret help, of idolatry and sodomy. The law of Moses, I made a cripple blind Avarice and ambition, to help me were not behind And now Christ's law, I have brout for heresy By help of false doctrine, and my cousin hypocrisy On these same three laws, all other laws depend And can not prevail, now these are at an end. If Christian governors, do not these laws uphold Their Cyuple ordinances, will soon be very cold Well, this valiant George, hath made them all to stoop. Cheer now may I make, and set cock on the hoop Fill in all the pots, and bid me welcome hostess And go call me hither, mine own sweet minion Bess▪ QUid gloriaris in malicia? qui potens es in iniquitate. Thou vengeable wretch, replete with poison and vice Why dost thou thus, rejoice in cruelty and maiyte? thinkest thou that God sleepeth, & will not his defend And that thy mischief, shall never have an end The blood of Innocentes, to him for vengeance call And therefore this hour, must I fiercely upon the fall Thou spirit of the air, I straygtly conjure the here By Panton & Craton, and charge the to come no near. thinkest thou to stop me, with thy foolish consuration Whom God sendeth hither, for thy abomination. What art thou called? thy name to me rehearse. I am Uindicta Dei, in punishment most fierce, With water, with sooerde, and with fire I must thee pierce Be good in thy office, & thou shalt have money & meat By filthy rewards, thou canst not me entreat But that I will do, as God hath me commanded For if worldly gifts, my fury might have changed The buyvetfall world, had been drowned with water Nor Sodom & Gomor, with so fiery fearful matter Nor yet the Israelyties, with terror of the sword With hunger & pestilence, in the anger of God's word Pharaoh in Egypte, the plagues had never felt Might I have been stopped, for silver or for gold Into Egipte I brought, ten terrible punishments Upon the people, for breaking his commandments Their wholesome waters, I turned into blood I multiplied frogs, to poison therewith their food. I made wasps and Dranes, them grievously to sting And all kinds of flies, soon after did I in bring Upon their cattle, I threw the fowl pestilence Both botch, bile, and blain, they had for their offence lightenings and hailings, destroyed their Corn and fruit. A swarm of hungry locusts, their pastors destitute
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Position
nodes 1584–1639 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 25 of 30 in this edition
Length
517 words · 688 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvationcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.737 (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)
By the messe I laugh, to se howe this gee doth wurke He is lyke of thē, to haue no more grar than a turke For suche knaues they are, as a man shall not lyghtly fynde. And take ouer hell, companyons they are to my mynde My busynesse all, is nowe at good conclusion That I haue brought these. iii. lawes to confusion Nowe shall I be able, to lyue here peaceablye And make frowlye chere, with hey how frysfa Iolye The lawe of Nature, I caste fyrste in a leprye By the secrete helpe, of ydolatrye and sodomye. The lawe of Moyses, I made a crypple blynde Auaryce and Ambycion, to helpe me were not behynde And nowe Christes lawe, I haue brut for heresy By helpe of false doctryne, and my cosyn hypocrysye On these same thre lawes, all other lawes depende And can not prenayle, nowe these are at an ende. If Christen gouerners, do not these lawes vpholde Theyr Cyuple ordynaunces, wyll soone be very colde Well, this valeaunte George, hath made them all to stoupe. Cheare nowe maye I make, and set cocke on the houpe Fyll in all the pottes, and byd me welcome hostesse And go cal me hyther, myne own swete mynyon Besse▪ QUid gloriaris in malicia? qui potens es in iniquitate. Thou vengeable wretche, replete with poyson and vyce Why doest thou thus, reioyce in crueltie and maiyte? Thynkest thou that God slepeth, & wyl not his defende And that thy myschyefe, shall neuer haue an ende The blode of Innocentes, to hym for vengeaunce call And therfore this houre, must I fearcely vpon the fall Thou spyryte of the ayre, I straygtly coniure the here By Panton & Craton, and charge the to come no nere. Thynkest thou to stop me, with thy foolysshe cōsuracion Whom God sendeth hyther, for thy abhomynacion. What art thou called? thy name to me reherse. I am Uindicta Dei, in punysshement most fearce, With water, with sooerde, and with fyre I muste thee pearce Be good in thy offyce, & thou shalt haue money & meat By fylthy rewardes, thou canst not me entreate But that I wyll do, as God hath me commaunded For yf worldely gyftes, my furye myght haue changed The buyuetfall worlde, had ben drownde with water Nor Sodome & Gomor, with so fyery fearefull matter Nor yet the Israelyties, with terrour of the sworde With hungre & pestylence, in the angre of Gods worde Pharao in Egypte, the plagues had neuer felte Myght I haue bene stopped, for syluer or for gle Into Egipte I brought, ten terryble punysshementes Upon the people, for breakynge his cōmaundementes Theyr wholsom waters, I tourned into bloude I multyplyed frogges, to poyson therwith theyr foode. I made waspes and Dranes, them greuously to stynge And all kyndes of flyes, soone after dyd I in brynge Upon theyr cattell, I threwe the fowle pestylence Both botche, byle, and blayne, they had for theyr offence Lyghtenynges and haylynges, destroyed theyr Corne and fruyte. A swarme of hungry locustes, theyr pastours destytute