The Devil's Charter, or Pope Alexander the Sixth · chunk 42 of 45
Barnes, Barnabe · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation typicality 0.65 · 481 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
We leave our prayers with your Holiness, Call upon God, think of his endless bounty. Pray for yourselves, trouble not me with prayers, I pray you trouble not yourselves with praying. solus. What is repentance? have I not forgotten? Why repentance is a spiritual martyrdom, Which mortifieth sins and heals the soul: Having been wounded with the spirit's sword This sword God's book: that book by me profaned And by which book of God my soul is damned, I damned undoubtedly. Oh wretched Alexander, slave of sin And of damnation; what is he that can Deliver thy poor soul? oh none but he That when thou didst renounce him cast of thee, Repentance is in vain, mercy too late, Oh why should miserable mortal man, Whose languishing breath lives in his nostrils Vex and torment himself with daily travel To scrape up heaps of gold to gape for honours? What were the conquests of great Alexander: Of Cyrus, Cayus Caesar? what were it To be possessed of this universe And leave it all behind him in a moment? Might some one man attain that happiness Which our first Adam had in paradise, Before he did prevaricate? why then It were a work of lasting worthiness To rip the bowels of our mother Ops For treasure; and to conquer all the world, Because eternity would promise it, Out, out alas my pains, my guts, my liver And yet I fear it not though in security Once more I will with powerful exorcisms, Invoke those Angels of eternal darkness To show me now the manner of death. What dost thou start foul child of reprobation Vain are thy crosses, vain all exorcisms, Those be no fruits of faith but mere hypocrisy: Signa te signa temeré me tangis & angis Roma tibi subito motibus ibit amor. Rome Which once was thy gorgeous concubine Hath now forsaken thee: now doth she find, Thy falsehood which did her adulterate What dost thou tremble slave of sin and hell? I exorcize thee foul malignant spirit In the names of, of, of— Of what? foul mouth, polluted soul? Corrupted flesh; God hath forsaken Thy date expired it, thy power determined. Dissolve dissolve, break, break, black soul dissolve, And poison all this hem so here with sin. Thy death and dissolution stand at door, Resolve now to dissolve, thy soul is ours. Proud Lucifer Traitor, to great Iehouah, Father of lies my time is not expired I will not do that violence to God, Taking that which is his from him To be bestowed on his great enemy. Thou that hast thrown those graces in his face, How canst thou think upon salvation? Think that thouart damned. I will declare it plainly. seven years are yet to come, I look for them. Examine thy soul with this counterpart. Behold it? is it not for eight years & 8 days?
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We leaue our praiers with your Holinesse, Call vpon God, thinke of his endlesse bounty. Pray for your selues, troble not me with praiers, I pray you troble not your selues with praying. solus. What is repentance? haue I not forgotten? Why repentance is a spirituall martiredome, Which mortifieth sinnes and heales the soule: Hauing beene wounded with the spirits sword This sword Gods booke: that booke by me profain'd And by which booke of God my soule is damn'd, I damn'd vndoubtedly. Oh wretched Alexander, slaue of sinne And of damnation; what is he that can Deliuer thy poore soule? oh none but he That when thou didst renounce him cast of thee, Repentance is in vaine, mercy too late, Oh why should miserable mortall man, Whose languashing breath liues in his nostrills Vex and torment himselfe with dayly trauell To scrape vp heapes of gold to gape for honors? What were the conquests of great Alexander: Of Cyrus, Caus Caesar? what were it To be possessed of this vniuerse And leaue it all behind him in a moment? Might some one man attaine that happinesse Which our first Adam had n Parradice, Before he did preuaricate? why then It were a worke oflasting worthinesse To rippe the bowells of our mother Ops For treasure; and to conquer all the world, Because eternity would promise it, Out, out als my paines, my guttes, my liuer And yet I feare it not though in secuity Once more I will with powrefull exorcismes, Inuoke those Angells of eternall darkenesse To shew me now the manner of death. What dost thou start foule child of reprobation Vaine are thy crosses, vaine all exorcismies, Those be no fruites of faith but mere hypocrisie: Signa te signa temeré me tangis & angis Roma tibi subito motibus ibit amor. Rome Which once was thy gorgeous concubine Hath now forsaken thee: now doth she finde, Thy falshood which did her adulterate What dost thou tremble slaue of sinne and hell? I exorcise thee foule malignant spirit In the names of, of, of — Of what? foule mouth, poluted soule? Corrupted slesh; God hath forsakn hee, Thy date expired it, thy powre determined. Dissolue dissolue, break, breake, black soule dissolue, And poyson all this hem so here wih sinne. Thy death and dissolution stand at dore, Resolue now to dissolue, thy soule is ours. Proud Lucifer Traytor, to great Iehouah, Father of lies my time is not expir'd I will not do that violence to God, Taking that which is his from him To be bestow'd on his great enemy. Thou that hast throwne those graces in his face, How canst thou think vpon saluation? Think that th'art damn'd. I will declare it plainely. Seauen years are yet to come, I look for them. Examine thy soule with this counterparte. Behold it? is it not for eight years & 8 daies?