If It Be Not Good, the Devil Is in It (If This Be Not a Good Play, the Devil Is in It) · chunk 9 of 44
Dekker, Thomas · published 1612 · first performed or written 1611 [1611-1612] (Annals) comedy · Queen Anne's Men · Red Bull unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
Mischief on us waits If we feed so vile a wretch. Thrust him out at gates. I do conjure you by my hallowed beads To hear me speak. Canst thou excuse thyself? Alas (my Lord) I thought it had been here As in the neighbouring Churches, where the poor'st Vicar Is filled up to the chin with choice of meats, Yet seeks new ways to whet dull appetite, As there with holy spells men's souls they cherish, So with delicious fare, they themselves nourish. Nor want they argument for sweet belly-cheer To prove it lawful. Most profane and fearful. But since your order (pious and reverend) Tied to religious fasts, spends the sad day Wholly in meager contemplation, I absolution beg on both my knees, For what my tongue offended in: 'las! poor Rush (See't by his cheeks) eats little: I can feed On roots, and drink the water of the Spring Out of mine own cup: make an Anatomy Of my most sinful carcase: then pardon me. Thy ignorance is thy pardon, we believe thee. Gratias reverenda domine Prior. But do our brethren in parts more remote, Feed so delicious sayst thou? Rush cannot lie. Thou falsely dost accuse those holy men. How can it stand with their profession? Thou sayst (vile youngman) they have arguments To prove it lawful gluttonously to feed. Rush, answer the Subprior. Audite fratres, they do not only prove it lawful, but make it palpable, that he who eats not good in eat is damned. Benedicite. What shall become of all us then? Thou art distracted, whence canst thou force argument? From silly reason, would you hear me speak? Speak freely and be bold, listen. Hum. hum, hum. He that eats not good meat is damned: Sie Dispute. If he that feeds well hath a good soul, then è Contra. No, he that feeds ill, hath a bad and a poor soul. That's we. And so consequently is damned, for who regards poor souls? and if they be not regarded they are cast forth, and if cast forth, than they are damned. I deny your minor, he that feeds well hath a good soul. Sic probo: the soul follows the temperature of the body, he that feeds well hath a good temperature of body, Ergo, he that feeds well hath a good soul. A full and edifying argument. Hum. hum, hum. I deny that the soul follows the temperature of the body. Anima sequitur temperaturam Corporis, It is a principle, & contra principia non est disputandum, All we. It's most apparent. O most learned Rush! A shallow Sophister, hear me farther. Subprior, we'll hear the rest disputed at our leisure: you take too much upon you. Shall I take this upon me my Lord? Hence with this trash, we have too long forborn to taste heavens blessings fully, which to our duty had more enabled us, Rush thart some Angel.
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Mischiefe on vs waites If wee feede so vile a wretch. Thrust him out at gates. I doe coniure you by my hallowed beades To heare me speake. Canst thou excuse thy selfe? Alas (my Lord) I thought it had bin here As in the neighbouring Churches, where the poor'st Vicar Is filled vp to the chin with choice of meates, Yet seekes new wayes to whet dull appetite, As there with holy spels mens soules they cherish, So with delitious fare, they themselues nourish. Nor want they argument for sweete belly-cheere To proue it lawfull. Most prophane and fearefull. But since your order (pious and reuerend) Tyed to religious fasts, spends the sad day Wholy in meager contemplation, I absolution beg on both my knees, For what my tongue offended in: las! poore Rush (See't by his cheekes) eates little: I can feede On rootes, and drinke the water of the Spring Out of mine owne cup: make an Anatomy Of my most sinfull carcas: then pardon mee. Thy ignornnce is thy pardon, wee beleeue thee. Gratias reuerenda domine Prior. But do our brethren in parts more remote, Feede so delitious saist thou? Rush cannot lye. Thou falsely doest accuse those holy men. How can it stand with their profession? Thou saist (vile yongman) they haue arguments To proue it lawfull gluttonously to feede. Rush, answere the Sub-prior. Auite fratres, they doe not onely proue it lawfull, but make it palpable, that hee who eates not good in eate is dambde. Benedicite. What shall become of all vs then? Thou art distracted, whence canst thou force argument? From sillie reason, would you heare me speake? Speake freely and be bold, listen. Hum, hum, hum. He that eats not good meate is dambd: Sie Dispute. If he that feedes well hath a good soule, then è Contra. No, he that feedes ill, hath a bad and a poore soule. Thats wee. And so cōsequenly is dambd, for who regards poore soules? and if they be not regarded they are cast foorth, and if cast foorth, then they are dambde. I deny your minor, he that feedes well hath a good soule. Sic probo: the soule followes the temperature of the body, hee that feedes well hath a good temperature of body, Ergo, he that feedes well hath a good soule. A ful and edyfying argument. Hum, hum, hum. I deny that the soule followes the temperature of the body. Anima sequitur temeraturā Corporis, It is a principle, & contra principia non est disputandum, All wee. Its most apparent. O most learned Rush! A shallow Sophister, heare me farder. Subprior, weele heare the rest disputed at our leisure: you take too much vpon you. Shall I take this vpon me my Lord? Hence with this trash, we haue too long forborne to tast heauens blessings fully, which to our dutie had more enabled vs, Rush hart some Angel.