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A16444	Here begynneth a lytell boke, that speketh of purgatorye [et] what purgatorye is [et] in what place, and of the paynes that be therin, and whiche soules do abyde therin tyll they be pourged of synne, and whiche abyde not there. ...; Prick of conscience. Book 4.	Rolle, Richard, of Hampole, 1290?-1349, attributed name.	1534 (1534)	STC 3360; ESTC S104624	17,494	44

here by daye or nyght In many dyuerse stedes within in theyr ghost There that they haue synne done most But that pyne maye be brought out of drede Through prayer of frendes and almes dede To the whiche they maye ghostly appere Through great grace in dyuerse stede here That payne as I erst tolde wonder sore greueth But it is a warnynge to them that here lyueth And thus maye men here truely se where that purgatorye nedes must be ¶ Of the paynes that ben in Purgatorye IN purgatorye as the boke wytnesse beryth Ben dyuerse paynes that the soule deryth Many mo certes than I can neuen But I fynde therof wryten seuen That maye be called paynes full well And to you of them I wyll tell somedell ¶ The fyrste payne of the seuen ywys As men maye knowe that redeth this Is the great drede that the soule is in whan the body and it departeth atwyn For the soule seyth than aboute it stonde Many foule deuylles to do it shonde And that syght is a payne wonder greuous For the deuylles ben so foule and hydeous So that so hardy man was neuer none Here in erth lyuynge in flesshe and in bone But yf a man sawe that syght that he shall se Anone for drede woode shulde he be A great payne it is than to se suche a syght But more is to the soule that therwith shall fyght ¶ The seconde payne is next than afterwarde Is great drede of deth that is wonder harde That the soule shall haue with moche care Tyll the dome be gyuen howe it shall fare For many aungelles shulde all redy be there And many deuylles with horryble chere Than shall the soule betwene them stande And aungelles shall be in her ryght hande And the deuylles shall be in her lefte syde So that the soule nedes must there abyde Tyll that her contakes ben brought to ende For erst he wot not whyther to wende whyther that god wyll dampne it or saue Than shall the soule so great drede haue Ryght as a man that is amyddes the se In great peryll and wot not whyther to fle whan tempestes falleth and storme smarte Than may he thens neuer starte And as a man hath here bodely drede whan he is enpeched of any peryllous dede Before the kynges iustyce and of the countre That ben charged yf he gylty be Than wot he not yf he shall be spylte Other ben delyuered and the lawe fulfylte In great peryll of lyfe maye that man be Yet hath the soule mor drede than hath suche thre For yf it haue the dome of dampnacyon here Than goth it to hell and the deuylles fere And yf the soule be dampned in to that place Than is no maner hope of mercy and grace what wonder is than though the soule haue drede That to god after mercy dare not ones grede ¶ The thyrde payne is an exyle whan that the soules here some whyle Ben exyled from lyfe and to deth brought For the cōmynge agayne they knowe nought Therfore they shulde haue moche mournynge whan they be dampned from theyr lykynge And the mournynge that they haue without lysse Shall than be to them great anguysshe ¶ And the fourth payne is dyuerse syckenes That soules haue in moche dystres For dyuerse euylles they shall haue therin For dyuerse dedes that they dyd in synne And some for pryde that they vsed ofte Shall haue the colde feuer that is not softe For that shall greue the soule more bytterly Than euer any feuer dyde the body And some shall haue there for couetyse Stronge dropsye that they shall not aryse And some shall haue in all theyr ly●es aboute For slouth in theyr lyfe the podagre and goute And byles and felones and postumes also That in mannes body doth moche wo And some for wrath shall haue the palsye That to the soule shall sore derye And some for glotony shall haue euermore The harde quynsy that shall greue them sore And some for lechery shall haue also A foule mesylry go whyther they go Thus shall the soule that god wyll saue For dyuerse synnes dyuerse paynes shall haue That in erth here had veray repentaunce And had not in erth done theyr penaunce Nowe thynke we what payne the body suffreth here Through dyuerse euylles that greuyth euery where Though that it last but a lytell stounde Yet it bryngeth a man full soone to the grounde And as the maladye greuyth the body sore Yet it greuyth for the tyme the soule well more So that the soule hath there more penaunce Than hath the body for any maner greuaunce But nowe a man maye speke there agayne And axe howe the soule maye fele payne That after deth is so sottel as in boke we rede That it maye occupye no maner stede And to this questyon I maye answere well As I haue clerkes herde therof tell The soule of the body the lyfe is Of euery man both more and lesse And without lyfe is nothynge lyuynge For in no deed thynge maye be any felynge Than is all the felynge of the lyfe hooly All in the soule and nought in the body For whan a mannes soule is passed awaye Than is the body but ●oule erth and claye And that is than as deed as any stone That no thynge feleth but hym selfe one Yet maye some men aske more therto Nowe maye the soule that is in wo Be pyned with suche maladye withoute That is in dyuerse lymmes of the body aboute Syth it hath neyther body ne hed Ne none other lymme theron byleued To this I maye answere shortly That the soule though it haue no body It shall haue payne as in lymmes there with whiche it dyd most synne here For eche to other than shall seme ywys As though it had the shape as a man is And in this maner shall a soule another se But certes none of them maye feled be Nomore than maye a mannes breth here whan it passeth from hym in no manere Ensample of Lazar and a ryche man That cordeth to this mater as I proude can The ryche man warned the lazar mete That in Abrahams bosome had his sete But the ryche man was buryed in hell And sawe lazar in heuen dwell He cryed to Abraham and bad fayre withall That a drope of water myght downe fall Upon his tonge from lazarus fyngers ende For he myght not out of that payne wende By the ryche man that spake so to that other Had no lymme ne tonge nother Ne lazar as ye maye well vnderstande Had nother fynger ne hande For they were spyrytes both onely That had nother lymme ne body But the ryche mannes soule feled pyne in hell As though it had ben a body in flesshe and fell And lazarus soule semed to hym than As though he had ben a lyues man But I haue herde some clerkes mayntayne Suche maner opynyons as I wene That a soule that is in purgatorye Other in hell hath of the ayre a body To suffre payne

trowenesse These ben thynges as saynt Austyn telleth That maketh in purgatorye y e many soule dwelleth That haueth there moche sorowe and wo And there ben yet of other wyckednesse many mo And of venyall synnes full many a score without them that I haue tolde before But so wytty is none erthely man That all venyall synnes tell can For oft tymes in the daye men falleth In to synnes that men venyall calleth And euery he synne is worthy a payne That is done in dede or in worde in vayne That must clenely be fordone Here or in purgatorye euerychone Therfore I counceyll eche man that be wyse To haunt this lore that is of pryse That fordoth through holy mannes lore All venyall synnes both lesse and more And yf any man fall in deedly synne Lette hym aryse and lye not therin And take a preest and do hym to shryue And do his penaunce by his lyfe And euermore haue in his thought Sorowe for synnes that he hath wrought And do his penaunce with all his myght And praye to god both daye and nyght And go woolwarde and fast and wake And suffre dysease for our lordes sake For no man maye in to heuen go But yf he suffre here both sorowe and wo And whan god greuyth a man in any wyse Than shulde he suffre it without fayntyse what syckenes that maye any man greue Or losse of catell that god wyll hym reue Or vnkyndenes falshed other treason Or any dysease that myght be agaynst reason Than suffre it mekely and thynke in thy thought That without encheson ne cōmeth it nought But god wottes all and why it is Perchaunce for thynges that he hath done amys To chastyce hym in suche manere For synnes that he hath done here Or it maye be hym to preue To the loue of god the more hym to meue For oft tyme that thynge that god wyll saue Angre and dysease he must haue Other for his synnes is that sonde Than shulde he thanke goddes honde And take mekely that god hym sendeth And fle all euyll thynge that he defendeth For through dyseases and angres here He maketh a man as a prysonere Penaunce to suffre for his folye That he hath done through the deuylles trecherye For yf he suffre it without grutchynge It standeth hym in stede of penaunce alowynge And afterwarde god wyll more to hym do Gyue hym great mede and grace also And full blysse in heuen haue therfore Yf he take it mekely though it greue hym sore As a good chylde suffreth mekely and styll whan his father chastyseth hym after his wyll And done all goodnesse and lette all quede And so shulde eche man suffre god and drede And namely almes dede ofte to make Cloth the naked and to the hungrye mete take And other werkes of mercy ofte to werche As techeth vs good men of holy churche And lede clene lyfe in to his lyues ende And after his deth his soule shall wende To blysse and all paynes lyghtly passe That ben in purgatorye both more and lesse And nowe I haue tolde to you all The synnes that saynt Austyn venyall doth call And nowe wyll I tell what helpeth in certayne The soules that in purgatorye haueth payne ¶ Of the helpe that soules hath that ben in purgatorye of good frendes that ben left behynde them lyuynge in erthe THe soules that to purgatorye wendes Be brought thens through helpe of frēdes That done almes dede for them well afyne And so sayth the holy man saynt Austyne Non est negandum ꝙ spiritus defunctorum pietate amicorum suorum viuentium possint refeuari ab omnibus penis c. ¶ He sayth it is not to gayne saye in no manere That the soules of them that deed ben here From payne myght soone vnbounde be Through frendes in erth that had of them pyte Foure maner of helpes generall me maye call That in purgatorye auayleth to the soules all That is byddynge of Pater noster and eke fastynge And almes dedes and masses syngynge And in two maners as clerkes can se The soule from purgatorye delyuered maye be One is through grace and mekenesse And another through waye of ryghtfulnesse By waye of grace in two manere As it is wryten in this boke here Fyrst prayer to chryste that is our heed whan he is offred in fourme of breed In the preestes handes with good entent whan the breade is tourned in to the sacrament As through prayer of goddes seruauntes here That euer ben busye in theyr prayere Than maye the soule that in purgatorye is Through waye of grace specyally haue this Delyueraunce of payne that there sore greuyth Through masses and prayers that there releuyth And by waye of ryghtfulnesse it is helpe also By two wayes that I can shewe therto Fyrste through almes dede that me gyueth the poore It is brought of payne that greuyth it sore Another is of theyr penaunce abrydgynge Through penaunce of frendes and of fastynge Thus maye the soule as the boke is wytnesse Be helpe through waye of ryghtfulnesse That is to saye that they maye in that nede Be brought from payne through almes dede And through penaunce and through pardon Tyll there ben payed a certayne raunsom Than maye the soule be delyuered awaye Through frendes that wyll theyr raunsome paye And thus maye the soules that hens wendes To purgatorye be helpe through theyr frendes But some maye helpe and some maye nought The soules that in to purgatorye be brought But through suche frendes they maye helpe be That lyueth here in erth in parfyte charyte For the helpe of them that charyte fayleth To the soules in purgatorye no thynge auayleth For they ben all as lymmes of one bodye That ben in erth here and tho in purgatorye And as we maye se proprely here One body haue many lymmes sere And eche of them both lesse and more Maye another helpe yf it greue them sore But yf one of the lymmes begynneth to fayle That lymme maye to the other lytell auayle Ryght so it fareth in the same wyse By hym that lyeth in payne and may not aryse As they that be in purgatorye in theyr penaunce without helpe of frendes haue none alegaunce But who that in deedly synne is brought And charyte in his herte hath nought He ne is but as deed in soule within As longe as he is in that deedly syn And his helpe ne is but as in vayne To soules that dwelleth in that payne For that helpe standeth in no maner stede Nor nought auayleth that they haue bede And neuerthelesse all though that he so be In deedly synne and out of charyte Yet maye the soule be helpe thus Yf he to the poore man gyue almes That they for the soule specyally praye That lyeth in purgatorye as I you saye Yet maye the helpe and the trauayle Of a synfull man to the soule auayle Yf it in byddynge done here be Of a frende that is in charyte That helpe maye auayle the soule soone For

¶ Here begynneth a lytell boke that speketh of Purgatorye what Purgatorye is in what place and of the paynes that be therin and whiche soules do abyde therin tyll they be pourged of synne and whiche abyde not there And for what syn̄es a soule goth to hell of the helpe that soules ī purgatorye may haue of theyr frendꝭ that be on fyue what pardon aueyfeth to mānes soule ¶ The Prologue MAny men speke as they in the boke rede Of the paynes of purgatorye but fewe it drede For many a man wotteth not what thynge it is Therfore they drede it the lesse ywys And for some men haue therof no knowynge Of the place of purgatorye not vnderstandynge Therfore I wyll tell what it is in lykenes And in what place as the boke is wytnes And whiche soules goth thyther and for what syn And what maner of paynes ben therin And also what thynge is most in certayne That myght a mannes soule brynge out of payne ¶ Fyrste here it telleth what is Purgatorye PUrgatorye is nothynge elles to tell But a clensynge place soules in to dwell That haue done syn̄e and haue cōtrycyon And ben in the waye of saluacyon And there they shulde suffre both sorowe and wo Tyll all theyr synnes ben awaye ydo And clensed of all synnes that euer they wrought Both in worde and wyll in dede and eke in thought For so pured golde neuer none there was As the soules shall ben or they thens passe wherfore the payne that the soule there shall hent Is more bytter than all the tourment That all martyres suffred both yonge and olde Syth that god was borne and to the Iewes solde For the leste payne of the paynes there Is more bytter than the most payne that is here As wytnesseth a great clerke and sayth shortly In a boke that speketh of Purgatorye Minima pena Purgatorii maior est maxima pena mundi ¶ He sayth the leste payne is well more In Purgatorye that greueth sore Than the most payne that maye be In all this worlde to fele or se For the payne there is more ferse and fell Than herte maye thynke or tonge maye tell Betwene the payne of hell certaynly And betwene the payne of Purgatorye Is no dyfference but certes that one Shall haue an ende and that other none For the paynes of hell shulde neuer cease Ne the soules therin haue neuer release But in purgatorye the soules dwelleth styll Tyll they ben clensyd of all maner yll And as moche ben there .xl. dayes tolde As here .xl. yere be a man neuer so olde So that a payne there one daye to se Is as moche as a yere tolde here maye be But euery daye of penaunce that is done here Shall stande there in stede of an hole yere As Chryste sayth openly and wytnesseth well By his holy prophete Ezechiell Diem pro anno deditibi ¶ That is so moche to vnderstande nowe For an hole yere I gaue one daye to you Than serueth that payne as the boke telleth To clense the soules that therin dwelleth But penaunce here done with good wyll Serueth for two thynges goddes lawe to fulfyll One cause is to clense the soules well Of all deedly synnes and eke venyell Another is to haue in heuen more mede To these two thynges penaunce maye vs lede For euery penaunce that a man doth here Shall haue a specyall ioye in heuen clere That euer without ende shall than last Yf they done penaunce with herte stedfast ¶ In what place Purgatorye is THe place there that purgatorye is holde Is vnder erth as clerkes men tolde Aboue the same place as clerkes men telleth There that deed chyldren vnchrystened dwelleth That from the fayre syght of goddes face Ben put for euer without any grace And that place is euen aboue hell pyt Betwene purgatorye and hell is it And so is the place of purgatorye sette Aboue them both thyther soules be fette That must nedes theyr payne there haue And after that payne Ihesus wyll them saue Yet aboue that stede is that fayre place That god after his deth vysyted through his grace And all that were there with hym he toke And lefte none therin as telleth the boke Nor from that tyme as clerkes can tell Come neuer no soule there for to dwell Ne neuer none hereafter therin shall fall For that place is Lymbo as clerkes it call That is a fayre pryson as telleth the boke where oure forne fathers were in yloke And of all these foure men maye one hell make And eueryche of them for hell maye be take And therfore holy churche that for soules prayth Calleth purgatorye hell and thus therof sayth Domine Ihesu christe libera animas omnium fidelium defunctorum de manu inferni et de profundis aquaram c. ¶ Lorde Ihesu chryste delyuer out of hell honde All chrysten soules that ben there vnder bonde That is from that place in to heuen blysse For moche pyne haue soules there ywysse But from the lowest hell without any doute Maye no soule thens be delyuered oute Of mercy to haue is no hope ne truste As holy Iob telleth that the soth wyste Quia in inferno nulla est redemptio ¶ He sayth that in hell that is so farre adowne Is neuer delyueraunce for no raunsowne And therfore masses prayers helpeth them nought To the same soules that thyther be brought For masse ne prayer abateth not theyr pyne As wytnesseth the holy man saynt Austyne Si sarem patrem aut matrem in inferno non pro eis orarem ¶ He sayth yf my father and my mother were In the pytte of hell and I wyst them there I wolde neuer by daye ne by nyght Praye for them to god that is full of myght But purgatorye so longe last not maye For it lasteth no lenger than tyll domes daye For after domes daye as clerkes can se The place of purgatorye shall no where be Than shall hell be full of fendes within That euermore shall last to auenge synne But some men haue wonder and asketh why That purgatorye is ordeyned with mercy And hell without mercy that is so lowe The cause why men must well knowe For the same synne that in erth is wrought From the erth vpwarde ne passeth nought Than nedes punysshed must be that synne Here vpon erth or elles within That is here in erth there that we dwell Other elles in purgatorye or elles in hell For the soule synne is so heuy and harde That it draweth the soule euer downewarde And tyll the synne with penaunce be awaye nome Erst maye the soule neuer to heuen come ¶ Of two Purgatoryes that god hath ordeyned YEt telleth these clerkes more openly That two purgatoryes there be namely One is cōmon for to tell That is within erth aboue hell And the other is specyally through grace That is here in erth in dyuerse place For some ben not in cōmon stede pyght But they ben punysshed

theyr synnes from them be nome And here I haue tolde somedell to you Of the paynes of purgatorye that be harde ynowe ¶ Of the soules that wendeth in to purgatorye and abydeth there tyll they ben pourged of synne and whiche soules abyde not there THe soules that to purgatorye shulde wende whan that deth of them hath made an ende Nedes they must in purgatorye dwell And suffre paynes that ben smart and fell For eueryche syn̄e there shal be punysshed after kynde Through bytter paynes that there they shulde fynde After that theyr dedes ben more or lasse And theyr penaunce haue done or they hens passe But all soules abydeth not in that place For some after theyr deth anone haue grace And sykerly shulde wende to blysse As holy Innocentes that neuer dyd mysse And other soules of good men and parfyte That neuer in erthly thynge had any delyte But onely on god that them dere bought And here in erth great penaunce wrought But some men that deth sodaynly doth take And in deedly synne theyr ende make Euen in to hell they shulde wende And there dwell in payne euer without ende And that is no wonder me thynketh in my mynde For eche deedly synne so heuy is of kynde That it maye than within a lytell stounde Brynge a mannes soule in to hell grounde But a soule that is of deedly synne shryue And his trespase in erth is clenely forgyue And also the penaunce that is hym enioyned Ben not done here at dayes apoynted wherfore the soule is not clensed clene Of other small synnes that ofte cōmeth betwene Than these soules shulde ben saue But yet in purgatorye them behoueth to haue Harde payne and bytter and there abyde longe Tyll the soules haue theyr clensynge a fonge As they fyrste were whan they toke flesshe and bone And the holy baptysme at the font stone Yet telleth these clerkes also in this manere That so clene out of synne lyueth no man here Nother none so parfyte is in chrysten lawe Nor a chylde that is from his mother drawe That after his deth to heuen wendeth on hye Tyll he haue passed through that strayte waye And tyll he haue seen there the paynes euerychone But the yonge chyldren therof shall fele none For they coulde neuer no maner synne werche But went in the true waye of holy churche Therfore they shulde through purgatorye fle As doth the foule in the erth as euery man maye se without any pyne that myght them dere And from all wyckednes me shall them were But vnneth maye any man quyte there through go That ne shall of purgatorye fele some wo For that fyre wyll fonde hym to brenne Yf it maye on hym any venyall synne kenne For ye shulde vnderstande as I tell can That there is lyuynge none so parfyte a man That he some tyme ne thynketh an ydell thought And lyghtly letteth it passe and chargeth it nought Of the whiche he shall clenled be Or that he maye the face of god se For as golde that shyneth clere and bryght Semeth well pured vnto a mannes syght And yf it were put in to the fyre eft soone It shulde be the clerer by hym selfe alone Ryght so the soules in the same manere Of the parfyte men that semeth most clere Of all synnes and maketh them to god y are Yet they shall in purgatorye somedell fele of care For all they must nedes there through passe Both yonge and olde more and lasse For that same fyre that is there within Shall fynde on them some spotte of synne As lyght thought the whiche ben in vayne And for them they shulde there suffre payne For so pure golde fyned neuer in erth was As they ben through that fyre or they thens passe ¶ For whiche synnes a soule goth to hell MAny maner synnes y e the soules greuyth Reygneth amōges men y e in erth lyueth And some ben deedly ī thought in dede And some ben venyall as I in boke rede But synnes that men deedly doth call Shulde not in purgatorye be clensed all But tho ben punysshed euermore in hell And whiche these ben I wyll you tell These ben the heuy synnes that I wyll descrye Fyrste pryde than wrath and afterwarde enuye Glotonye and slouthe in goddes seruyce The foule synne of lechery and eke coueytyce Manslaughter also and false othes swerynge And sacrylege also and false wytnesse berynge Robbrye and to poore men to done rauayne These ben the synnes that bryngeth men to payne For eueryche of all these is a deedly synne And letteth mannes soule heuen to wynne And hatred also is deedly synne amonge Yf it be holde in mannes herte longe And dronkennes is deedly synne also Yf a man vse it and ofte wyll it do And therfore euery man that gylty be of this And thynke his soule to brynge to blys But he hym amende or he hens wende He shall not though he wolde after his lyues ende And in to purgatorye shall he neuer come But without ende in to hell be nome And yf he be repentaunt and shryfe Of all suche synne here by his lyfe Fro hell pyne than he maye hym saue But penaunce in his body yet must he haue Than must the soule gone after as I wene In to purgatorye tyll of synnes it be clene For penaunce done for synne as I tolde ere Nedes must be fulfylled here or there And whan thou att hole in body and thy myght last And ofte thou etest whan thou shuldest fast And whan the lyst slepe and wylt not aryse And euer cōmest to late to goddes seruyce And makest for thy synnes no maner sorowynge whan thou arte in good state and in lykynge Or whan thou prayest and makest thyne orayson And hast in thy prayer but lytell deuocyon Or whan thou hast lykynge through lust and lyfe In thy bed flesshely to medle with thy wyfe Onely thy lykynge more there to fulfyll Than to begette a chylde through goddes wyll And also whan thou vysytest men to late That haue great syckenes and ben in feble state Or men that lyeth here in stronge pryson Or haue in theyr bodyes any trybulacyon Or men that ben synfull and sory For theyr frendes soules that ben in purgatorye Them to vysyte it were great mede Through good prayers and almes dede And also yf thou do not after thyne estate To make them frendes that ben in debate And yf thou speke to any man but yf thou wyt why Bytterly with noyse and with lowde cry Or whan thou praysest any man more For encheson of glosynge than for his lore Or whan in churche makest any iangelynge Or thy waye is in any ydle thynge Be it out of churche or elles within It is accompted for a venyall synne And also whan thou arte ouer lyghtly wrothe And swerest and myght not holde thyne othe Or whan thou cursest any maner man And haste no cause hym for to ban Or whan thou supposest any wyckednesse Through euyll suspycyon or euyll