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A03439 A new treatyse in maner of a dialoge, whiche sheweth the excellency of man[n]es nature in that he is made to the image of God, and wherein it restyth, and by howe many wayes a man dothe blotte, and defyle the same image. Huggarde, Miles. 1555 (1555) STC 13560; ESTC S109418 17,005 34

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moste lyke a beest agaynst reason clere Thou regardest no tyme but dost gods lawe peruarte Christes insample with the no rule doth ●ere Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ Good reason wolde that thou shuldest sacrafyce Thy carnall body to our lorde aboue Whiche is by fastynge and other suche wyse But thy vyle carkase so moche thou dost loue That neyther lawe nor reason can the moue To cause thy body by fastynge to smarte But dost lyke a beest suche vertue reproue Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ Thus of thy bely a god thou dost make And to that stynkynge Idole dost sacrafyce For pleasure of it more payne thou dost take Then thou for god wylt do in any wyse Ye to please it gods lawe thou wylt cleane dispyse As though from hence thou shuldest neuer departe Reason agaynst this dayly on the cryse Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ Truely quod I I confesse this to the That in this matter I haue none exscuse But yet me thynke this a small faute to be And yf I my soule a ryght to god vse Ye mary quod she but thou dost it abuse As and yf thou harkyn that shall here parte Therfore to here my wordes do not refuse Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ To make thy ●oule a sacrafyce perfyte Thou oughcest it to our lorde to elyuate By deuou●e prayer wherin he doth delyte If it come from a herte inmaculate But alas man when thou art in that estate Thou goest aboute good prayers to subuarte By whiche thy soule thou doste sore vulnerate Remembre therfore thou man what thou arte ¶ Chryste taught the truely howe y ● thou shuldest pray Knowlegynge thy nede and great mysery And not seasynge but as seynt Paule doth say Make prayers to God contynually And thou shuldest also as Chryste doth testefy Watche in prayers with all thy mynde and hart● This is the sure meane thy soule to mundefy Remembre therfore thou man what thou arte ¶ By prayer Moyses optayned victory By prayer the red see also deuyded By prayer kynge Dauid optayned mercy By prayer Hely the deed chylde reuyued By prayer Susan from deth was saued By prayer of Iosue the sonne dyd reuarte Thus prayers of the iust God neuer depraued Remembre therfore thou man what thou arte ¶ Nowe prayer of all workes beyng moste hye For the which our lorde great wonders hath wrought Why doste thou not man thy selfe more apply Wnto this vertue in harte wyll and thought But alas it semeth thou regardes it nought For all tymes thou thynkyst longe spent in that parte But no short tyme to play thy lust hath sought Remembre I say ▪ thou man what thou arte ¶ Yf good prayers thou regardest nothyng Thy soule to god thou canst not sacryfyce Then into what case that thou d●est it bryng Reason can tell that thou dost that dyspyse By which thy soule trewly to god shuld ryse And it moueth the dayly to conuart But reason can not thy foule flesh suffyse Remembre therfore thou man what thou arte ¶ Thou haste in this quod I bene somwhat playne For in prayer in dede man is neelygente But yet for all this one doute dothe remayne Whether that scrypture of vocall prayer mente Or ●lles of mentall which is moost excellente By my trouth quod she thou arte ouerthwarte I haue moche a do thy mynde to contente Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ With vocall prayer when that thou dost praye Thy harte from god then beyng alyenate That prayer doth not meryte I dare saye For vayne thoughtes doth make thy prayer frustra●e But mentall prayer of more hye estate Yf thou vse it to vyce wyll not ●euarte But doth thy hart pure to god elyuate Remembre therfore thou man what thou arte ¶ Then quod I I se I nede not all To praye with the voyce for that is but vayne Yf the effecte rest onely in prayer ment●all I meane not so quod she I tell the playue For when the harte with the voyce doth remayne Two wayes thou doste meryte e●he in his parte Where as one doth but halfe so moch obtayne Remembre therfore ▪ thou man what thou arte ▪ ¶ Whan that thou dost pray but in hare onely It is knowne to god and he doth it here But that doth not thy neyghbour edify Because good example doth not apere Therfore double merite thou shalt haue clere When the voyce doth shew what is in the harte This kynde of prayer to god is moost dere Remembre therfore thou man what thou arte ▪ ¶ Thou hast my mynde quod I well satysfyed Consernyng prayer in euery thynge That is meruayle quod she for I haue spyed It is hard in thy heade vertue to bryng For which with sorow thy handes thou mayst wrynge But thou dost not care vntyl tyme that thou smarte Yet in the meane whyle I gyue the a warnynge Remembre I say thou man what thou art ¶ Now haue I tolde the how thou oughtest alwaye Thy body and soule to god to sacrafyce Which thou canst not do onlesse thou obaye Unto reason and thyne owne wyll dispyse But how thou doste that thy lyuyng well tryse Wyll doth rule the lyke a horse in a carte What shame is this to the ▪ that shuld be wyse Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ But in the matter farther to proce●e Reason wold also that thou shuldest truely Thy goodes sacryfyce in hart wyll and dede Unto our lord ▪ ●●●●owlegyng therby That he is the gyuer of them onely After what sorte ▪ I wyl shewe the a parte How thou must vse them vnto gods glory Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ Fyrste gyue thankes to god for thy rychesse all And helpe the poore in theyr necessyte And vnlose those whiche are in pryson thrall Forget not the wedowe in her mysery Nor the fatherles chylde in thynfancy Take the poore how●les vnder thy couarte Suffre not the poore in the strete to dye Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ This shuldest thou do whiche hath ryches at wyll Sacrafyce to god with ryghteouse abell Whiche offrede the beste gods lawe to fulfyll And not the worste for whiche to hym be●ell That his offrynge dyd please our lorde right well His fyre brent bryght declarynge his good harte But caynes dyd smolder the cause I wyll tell Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ Good Abell thought the best was not to gode To gyue to god ▪ the gyuer of all thynge But cursed Cayne whiche no grace vnderstode Thought the worste ▪ to good to burne in offrynge For whiche his sacrafyce brent all smoldrynge Whiche declared that he from god dyd reuarte But this matter nowe in thy mynde nothynge Remembre I say thou man what thou arte ¶ It is not mete quod I in our tyme I am sure To burne our goodes to god