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A03489 [The abbaye of the Holy Ghost] Alcock, John, 1430-1500, attributed name. aut 1497 (1497) STC 13609; ESTC S109454 20,316 40

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with god fader foūder with god the sone wysdom of the fad The worthy lady Charyte shal be abbesse of this hous for all this other offycers shall obeye to Charyte ¶ Vnde oīa vrā in caritate fiāt All thynge that ye do saye or thynke be they done in the loue of god ¶ Alas yf I durste saye full many be in relygyon but fewe be relygyous that do the byddynge of Poul to obeye to charyte therfore lese they moche tyme also ther mede ¶ Now shall the worthy lady Wysedom be our Pryouresse ¶ Nam prior oīm est sapiencia The good lady Mekenesse that alwaye loueth herselfe shall be our suppryouresse This abbay is of god blessyd that hath thyse gouernours for all be blessyd that holde them in theyr scole For they that kepe Charyte Wysedom Mekenesse the thre persones in trynyte shall gyue them heuen to mede That soule is grete hye in heuen that hath thyse thre within herself Charyte Wysdom Mekenesse ¶ Dyscrecōn shal be tresorer Oryson shal be chaūtour ¶ Nā orō sacrificiū deo hōi solaciū diabolo tormentū ¶ The fende sayd to Bertilmew our lordes apostle thy orysons brenne me ¶ Saint Bernarde sayth whā we praye in good lyfe our good angel daūcith maketh therof a present to the fad of heuen then̄e our lorde cōmaūdeth hym to wryte them in the booke of lyfe ¶ Saynt Austen telleth the Iubylacōn orysons felowe is a Ioye conceyued in teeres with a ghostly loue that may not be shewed in all ne hyde in all As it doth by them that hertly loue that gyue almesse cōtynue in theyr prayers where soo they ben theyr hertes synge mornynge songes of loue whan they longe inwardly with armes of loue to clyppe with ghostly mouth to kysse they loue somtyme so hertly that they lacke wordes so theyr loue rauyssheth theyr hertes that they wote not somtyme what they doo ¶ Deuocyon is Celerer that kepeth all the wynes bothe whyte redde That ben all the worthy thankynges the whiche we all owe to do to god for the endeles goodnes that he hath done dooth and woll do to vs yf we woll ourself This goodnes that he hath do was whan we all sholde haue ben loste thrugh synne of Adam be in helle without ende had not he of grete goodnes pyte become man for our sake lyuyng here many wynters in grete penaūce passyon at the laste naylled on a crosse with a spere tonge to the herte deyed and all for loue of vs to brynge vs out of payne ¶ The goodnes that he doth to vs now is whyle we ben here in body in soule yeuynge vs al that we nede both bodyly and ghostly Bodyly as mete drynke clothynge Ghostly as good thoughtes good wordes good dedes And therto to them that ben good he graunteth a shelde of his grace mynde of his passyon to kepe them fro the fende And to theym that ben wycked combred with synne he gyueth space tyme to torne therfro to amende yf they wol For thꝰ he sayth hymselfe ¶ Nolo mortē pctōris sed magis vt ꝯuertat et viuat This is to saye I woll not the dethe of the synfull man but that he torne lyue And ther to he graunteth mercy forgyuenesse yf they woll it aske ¶ The goodnes that he woll doo to vs yf we woll dwelle abyde styll in his seruyce that is in good vertues In herynge seenge spekynge goynge handlynge in all other dedes werkynge shall be to this In tyme of dethe whan body soule shall departe atweyne the deuyl appere in his owne lykenesse before vs to make vs agast yf he may to brynge vs in to mysbyleue god wolde sende his owne angell all our gode dedes that euer we here wrought wryten to shew vs comforte vs dryue awaye the deuyll lede our soules to blysse The whiche blysse our lorde graūteth gyueth to all his chosen true seruaūt whan he sayth thus ¶ Venite bn̄dicti patris mei ꝑcipite regnū qd vobis ꝑatū est ab origine mundi ¶ Penaūce shall be Keruer the ryght well can make many good meetes sufferynge many bytter sorowes for synne to make the soule mery and glad with god that before was ●lenge for she had hym offended ¶ Temperaūce shall serue in the fraytour loke all aboute that mesure be had ouer all that none haue to moche ne to lytell neyther of etynge drynkynge ne of slepynge ¶ Sobernes must nedes rede at the borde the lyfe of holy faders what lyfe they lyued here in erthe to take of them example to do as they dyde therby to wynne the mede that they haue ¶ Pyte must be the Pytaūcer that dooth that good that she may ¶ Mercy must be Almener that gyueth to all no thynge can holde to herself ¶ The lady Drede Porter that kepeth the cloystre of the hert that chacyth awaye all wycked vyces called in good vertues closeth the gates of the cloystre that none euyl come not in to the herte the eyen the mouth the eeres ne in to other places by the fyue wyttes ¶ Honeste is maystresse to teche nouyces curteysy how thei shall haue them in ther dedes both to god ānd to man ¶ Curteysy is Hostlere to calle in noble gyft and Symplenes shall be her felowe that she be not to lyberall ¶ Reason shall be Purueour that there be no defaute ¶ Boūte shal be Fermerer the seke men to serue Her felawe shall be Largenesse to gyue eueryche that he nedeth ¶ Medytacyon Garnetour for to gadre corne togyder that men haue theyr sustenaunce ¶ Medytacōn is thought in god of his werkes of his wordes of his creatures of his paynes that he loued vs with For oft a good thought is better than many Indeuowte prayers ¶ Therof speketh the holy bysshop Denys sayth Whan the herte is caught with the loue of god he may not saye the worde that he thynketh in herte The garner is aboue the cellar So medytacōn ouer deuocōn Medytacōn garnetour deuocyon cellerer pyte shall be pytaūcer ¶ Herof speketh the prophete Dauid sayth ¶ A fructu frumēti vini olei multiplicati sūt Of frute of whete of wyne of oyle ben they multeplyed God behoteth to his chosen thyse thre thynges Serue ye to me he sayth I shal gyue you plente of whete of wyne of oyle Plente of whete is thꝰ to thynke on the crosse Inwardly on Cryste Ihu that dyed theron that is to saye medytacyon Plente of wyne is welle of teeres for to wepe well is good deuocōn Plente of oyle is good dylectacōn in Cryst Ihesu that is our beste comforte Oyle gyueth sauoure to meetes lyght also to lāpes Ryght so whan men beseche hertly god of mercy he sendeth theym a ghostly Ioye The oyle of comfort