The Devil's Charter, or Pope Alexander the Sixth · chunk 43 of 45
Barnes, Barnabe · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
Thou fool examine in arithmetic, Numbers without distinction placed thus. Annos with the figure 11. signifying eleven years, & the figure, seven applied to Dies importing seven days. How? how? how? how? how's that? Deh quella malitia del Diabolo: Deh quello veleno del inferuno. And for what stands this figure then? Why for eighteen this figure stands for octavo referred unto die last before, signifying th'eight day after, so that Annos undicem without distinction signifying eleven years; and this figure seven added to days; and that octavo post, importing the eight day following, moriere, thou shalt die. I mean thy body with thy soul in respect of Heaven. Thus many days hast thou continued Pope, And this is thy last day designed by fate. Thou canst not mock me with thy Sophistry, M soule is more diuine and cannot perish. Thy soul foul beast is like a Menstruous cloth, polluted with unpardonable sins. Know then malignant Angel of confusion, My soul is a divine light first created In likeness lively formed to the word, Which word was God, that God the cause of causes, My soul is substance of the living God, Stamped with the seal of heaven, whose character Is his eternal word, at which hell trembles. And what of that? thou therein hast no part, I do confess thy soul was first ordained To good: but by free-will to sin thou slave, Hast sold that soul from happiness to hell. Mark yet what I can answer for this soul. Mighty Iehouah most exuperant, Two creatures made in feature like himself, The world and man: world reasonable and immortal, Man reasonable, but dissoluble and mortal, And therefore man was called Microcosmus, The little world, and second type of God, Containing those high faculties and functions, And elements which are within the world. Man then that doth participate with all, Through operation, conversation, and symbolisation, With matter in the subject properly, With th'elements in body quadrifary, With growing plants in virtue vegetative In sense with beasts; with heavens by th'influence Of the superior spirits into th'inferior In wisdom and capacity with Angels, With Eloym in that great continent, Is without doubt preserved by that God, Finding all things contained in himself. Answer me vain Philosopher to this, Thou that hast planted man in this perfection, Not looking on thy detestable soul, Which first like a pure leaf of whitest Lily, Clear from all blemish was bestowed by God, And thou foul beast didst shamefully pollute it. Is it not one of humane faculties, To propose for yourselves the best you can, Where other creatures carried with blind force, Make themselves bondslaves to the present time. The scope of man's creation was to glorify The most all potent maker of all things, The Alpha and Omega of all bounty. But he that wilfully betrays this soul, That precious jewel wherein God delights, Dishonours God and doth deprive himself, Of all salvation and beatitude.
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Thou foole examine in Arithmetik, Numbers without distinction placed thus. Annos with the figure 11. signifying eleuen years, & the figure, Seauen applyed to Dies importing seauen daies. How? how? how? how? howes that? Deh quella malitia del Diabolo: Deh quello veleno del inferuno. And for what stands this figure then? Why for eighteene this figure stands for octauo referred vnto di last before, signifying th'eight day after, so that Annos vndicem without distinction signifying eleauen years; and this figure seauen added to daies; and that octauo post, importing the eight day following, moriere, thou shalt die. I meane thy bodie with thy soule in respect of Heauen. Thus many daies hast thou continued Pope, And this is thy last day design'd by fate. Thou canst not mock me with thy Sophistrie, M soule is more diuine and cannot perish. Thy soule foule beast is like a Menstruous cloath, oluted with vnpardonable sinnes. Know then malignant Angell of confusion, My soule is a diuine light first created In liknesse liuely formed to the word, Which word was God, that God the cause of causes, My soule is substance of the liuing God, Stampt with the seale of heauen, whose Carracter Is his eternall word, at which hell trembles. And what of that? thou therein hast no part, I do confese thy soule was first ordayn'd To good: but by free-will to sinne thou slaue, Hast sold that soule from happinesse to hell. Marke yet what I can answer for this soule. Mightie Iehouah most exuperant, Two creatures made in feature like himselfe, The world and man: world reasonable and immortall, Man reasonable, but dissoluble and mortall, And therefore man was called Microcosmus, The little world, and second tipe of God, Conteyning those high faculties and functions, And elements which are within the world. Man then that dh participate with all, Through operation, conuersation, and simbolisation, With matter in the subiect properly, With th'elements in body quadrifarie, With growing plants in vertue vegitatiue In sence with beasts; with heauens by th'influence Of the superiour spirits into th'inferiour In wisedome and capacitie with Angels, With Eloym in that great continent, Is without doubt preserued by that God, Finding all things conteined in himselfe. Answer me vaine Philosopher to this, Thou that hast planted man in this perfection, Not looking on thy detestable soule, Which first like a pure leafe of whitest Lilly, Cleere from all blemish was bestow'd by God, And thou foule beast didst shamefully polute it. Is it not one of humaine faculties, To propose for your selues the best you can, Where other creatures carryed with blinde force, Make them-selues bond-slaues to the present time. The scope of mans creation was to glorifie The most all potent maker of all things, The Alpha and Omega of all bountie. But he that wilfully betrayes this soule, That pretious Iewell wherein God delights, Dishonors God and doth depriue himselfe, Of all saluation and beatitude.