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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A10192	A tragedie of Abrahams sacrifice, written in french by Theodore Beza, and translated into Inglish, by A.G. Finished at Povvles Belchamp in Essex, the xj. of August. 1575; Abraham sacrifiant. English.	Bèze, Théodore de, 1519-1605.; Golding, Arthur, 1536-1606.	1577 (1577)	STC 2047; ESTC S109029	20,167	66

soe Abraham Alas alas what ment I so to sayne Forgiue me Lord and pluck me backe agein From this leawd race wherin my sin gan go O Lord my God deliuer me from this wo. This hand of mine shall certeinly him smight For sith it is thy will it is good right It should be doone Wherfore I will obey Satan But I will keepe you from it if I may Abraham So doing I should make my God vntrew For he hath told me that there should insew So great a people out of this my sonne As ouer all the earth should spred and ronne And therefore if that Isaac once were kild I see not how this couenant could be hild Alas Lord hast thou made him thē for nowght Alas Lord is it vaine that thou so oft Hast promist me such things in Isaake As thou wooldst neuer doo for others sake Alas and can the things repealed be Which thou so oft hast promist vnto me Alas and shall my hope haue such an end Wherto should then mans hope trusting tēd The summe of all I minded to haue sayd Is that to thee I hartily haue prayd To giue me yssue hoping that when thow Hadst graunted it I should haue liued now In ioy and pleasure but I see full well The contrary to my desire befell For of my sonns which were no mo but twayn To put away the one my selfe was fayne And of the other O hard extremitee Both father I and tormenter must be Yea tormenter yea tormenter alas But art not thou the selfe same God which was Contented for too heere me patiently When I did pray to thee so instantly Euen in the midds of all thy wrath and yre When Sodom thou didst mind to burne with fire Now then my God and King wilt thou say nay When for my selfe I vnto thee doe pray Whom I begate him must I now deface O God at leastwise graunt me yit this grace Satan Grace in my book that word I neuer found Abraham Some other man my sonne to death may wownd Alas my Lord and must this hand of myne To such a stroke against all kind declyne How will it towch his wofull mother neere Whē of his violent death she needes shal heere If I alledge thy will for my defence Who will beleue that thou wilt so dispence And if men doe not credit it what fame Will fly abrode to my perpetuall shame I shall be shund of all men more and lesse As paterne of extremest cruelnesse And as for thee who will vnto thee pray Or on thy word and promise euer stay Alas may these hore heares of myne abide The sorrow that is likely to betide Haue I alredy past so many daungers Haue I so traueld countries that are straūgers In heate and cold in thirst and hunger still Continewally obedient to thy will Haue I so long time liued lingringly Now in the end to dye vnhappily O hart of mine clyue clyue asunder clyue And linger heere no longer time aliue The speedier death the lesser is the greef Satan Now is he downe if God send no releef Abraham What sayd I what intend I O my God Which didst create and make me of a clod Thou art my Lord and I thy seruant trew Out of my natiue countrie thou me drew How oftentimes hast thou assured me That vnto mine this land should lotted be And when thou gaue me Isaac didst not thow Most faithfully and constantly auow That out of him such ofspring should be bred As should this land throughout all ouerspred Then if thou wilt needs take him now away What should I thereunto ageinst thee say He is thine owne I had him of thy gift Take him therfore Thou knowest best how to I know thou wilt to life him rayze againe Rather than that thy promis should be vaine Howbeit Lord thou knowest I am a man No good at all or doo or thinke I can But yit thy power which ay is inuincible Doth to beleef make all things possible Hence flesh hence fond affections euery chone Ye humane passions let me now alone Nothing to me is good or reasonable Which to Gods will is not agreeable Satan Well well then Isaac shall dye and wee What will insew therof shall after see O false old hag thou makste me soft to grone Abraham See where my sonne walks vp downe alone O silie child O wretched men death oft Within our bosoms lodgeth him full soft When furthest of we take him for too be And therfore right great need alwaies haue we To leade such life as if we fayne would die But wotest thou my sonne alas what I Intend to say Isaac What pleaseth you good father Abraham Alas that word doth kill my hart the rather Yit must I better corage to me take Isaac my sonne alas my hart doth quake Isaac Father me thinks that feare hath you dismayd Abraham O my deere child it is as thou hast sayd Alas my God. Isaac Sir if it may you pleaze Be bold to tell me what doth you diseaze Abraham Ah my deere child wist thou what thing it were Mercie good Lord thy mercie graunt vs here My sonne my sonne beholdest thou this lyne This wood this fire and eke this knife of myne This geere my Isac serueth all for thee Satan Of God and nature enmie though I bee Yit is this thing so hard a cace to see That euen almost it is a greef to mee Abraham Alas my sonne Isaac Alas my father deere Uppon my knees I humbly pray you heere My youthfull yeeres to pitie if you may Abraham O of mine age the only staffe and stay My derling O my derling faine would I That I for thee a thowsand times might dye But God will haue it otherwise as now Isaac Alas my father mercie I kry you Alas alas I want both tung and hand Ageinst you in mine owne defence to stand But see but see my teares for natures sake None other fence I can or will now make Ageinst you I am Isaac none other But Isaac your only by my mother I am your sonne that through your self hath life And will you let it be bereft with knife Howbeit if you do 't to ' hey the Lord Then on my knees I humbly doe accord To suffer all that euer God and yow Shall think expedient for too doo as now But yit what deeds what deeds of mine deserue This death O God my God my life preserue Abraham Alas my sonne God hath commaunded me To make an offring vnto him of thee To my great greef to my great greef and pine And endlesse wo. Isaac Alas poore mother mine ▪ How many deathes shall my death giue to thee But tell me yit my killer who shall be Abraham Who my deere son my God my God graunt grace That I may dy now presēt in this place Isaac O father mine Abraham Alas no whit that name Agrees to me yit should we be to blame If we obeyd not God. Isaac Sir I

am redy Satan Who would haue thought he would haue bin so stedie Isaac Now then my father well I see in deede That I must dye Lord help me at my neede My God my God now strengthen thou my mind And at thy hand such fauor let me find That of my selfe I may the vpper hand Obteyne ageinst this sodein death to stand Now bind me kill me burne me I am prest To suffer all sith God so thinks it best Abraham Ah what a thing a what a sight is heere Mercie good God now for thy mercie deere Isaac Thou Lord hast made me and created me Thou Lord upon the earth hast lodged me Thou hast me giuen the grace to knowledge thee Yit haue I not so well obeyed thee My Lord and God as dewtie doth require Which me to pardon lowd I thee desire And whereas I to you my Lord and father Haue not alwaies such honor yeelded rather As your great kindnesse did deserue to haue Therfore forgiuenesse humbly I doe craue My mother she is now a great way hence Wherfore my God vowtsafe hir thy defence And so preserue hir through thy speciall grace As she no whit be trubbled at my cace Here Isaac is bovvnd Alas I go to deepe and darksom night Farewell as now for ay all worldly light But sure I am I shall at Gods hand find Farre better things than these I leaue behind Good father I am redy at your will. Satan Was neuer child that spake with better skil I am ashamde and therfore take my flight Abraham Alas my sonne before thou leaue this light And that my hand doe giue thvnkindly blowe Upon thy mouth let me a kisse bestowe Isac my sonne let this same arme of mine Which must thee kil imbrace this neck of thine Isaac With right good will and hartie thankes Abraham Ye skyes the great gods woork ay glistring in our eyes Which well haue seene how God who still is trew Did me with frute by Isaac here indew And thou O land fiue times to me behight Beare witnesse that my fingers doo not smight This child of mine for hatred or for vengance But only for to yeeld my dew obeysance To that great God which hath created me And all the thinges that liue or moue or be Who saues the good that put in him their trust And stroyes the bad that serue their wicked lust Beare witnesse that I faithfull Abraham Through gods great goodnes stil so stedfast am As notwithstanding all that humane wit Can say or think to make me now to flit In one beleef I euer doo remaine That not one word of God doth happen vaine But now my hand high time it is that thow Doo gather strength to execute thy vow Heere the knife falles out of his hand That by thy killing of mine only sonne Thy deadly stroke may through my hart eke ronne Isaac What doe I heere Alas my father deere Abraham A a a a. Isaac I am at your will. Am I now well your pleasure then fulfill Abraham Did euer man so piteous cace yit find Was euer any frendship yit so kind And was there euer yit so piteous cace I dye my sonne I dye before thy face Isaac Away with all this feare of yours I pray Will you from God yit longer time me stay Abraham Heere he intendeth to stryke him Alas who euer yit so stowt a mind Within so weake a bodie erst did find Alas my sonne I prey thee me forgiue Thy death It kills me that thou may not liue The Angell Abraham Abraham Abraham My God heere I am Angell Into the sheath put vp thy knife And see thou doe not take his life Nor hurt the child in any wyse For now I see before mine eyes What loue thou bearest to the Lord And honor vnto him auord In that thou doost so willingly Thy sonne thus offer euen to dye Abraham O God. Isaac O God. Abraham O Lord a man may see Heere he takes the sheepe How good it is obedient for to bee To thee the cace is fitly furnished I will go take him tyed by the head Angell O Abraham Abraham Lord heere I am Angell Thus sayth the Lord I promis thee By my eternall maiestie And by my Godhead sith that thow Hast shewed thy self so willing now Me to obey as to forbeare Thine only Isaks life I sweare That mawgre Satan to his face I will thee blisse and all thy race Considrest thou the lighsom skye And on the shore the grauell drye I will increace thyne ofspring more Than starres in heauen or sand on shore Their enmies they shall ouercome And of thy bodie one shall come By whom my blissing shall spred foorth On all the nations of the earth By him the treasures of my loue And mightie power shall from aboue Be sheaded downe on all mankind Bycause thou hast obeyd my mind THE CONCLVSION SEE here the mightie power of earnest faith And what reward the trew obedience payth VVherfore ye Lords Ladies I you pray ▪ VVhen you from hence shall go agein away Let not this trew and noble storie part Out of the mind and tables of your hart It is no lye it is no peynted tale It is no feyned iest nor fable stale It is a deede a deede right trew of one That was Gods faithfull seruant long agone VVherfore ye maisters and ye mistresses Ye Lords and Ladies all both more and lesse Ye rich and poore ye sorie and ye sad And you also whose harts with mirth are glad Behold and looke vpon your selues ech one In this so fayre example heere foregone Such are trew glasses shewing to our sight The fayre the fowle the crooked and the right For whoso doth vnfeynedly indeuer As Abraham to keepe Gods sayings euer And notwithstanding all the reasons which His mind alledgeth backward him to twich Doth still referre him selfe and all his deedes To God with much more happy yssue speeds Than he can wish for come there stormes or winds Come greef come death come cares of sūdry kinds Let earthquake come ▪ let heauen skyes downe fall Let dark confuzion ouercouet all The faithfull hart so stedfastly is grownded As it abideth euer vnconfownded Contrariwise the man that trust 〈◊〉 His owne selfwit therafter for to doe And standeth in his owne conceyt shall find The more he goes the more he comes behind And euery litle puffe and sodein blast From his right course shal quite cleane him cast Agein his owne selfwilled nature will Him ouerthrowe and all his dooings spill Now thou great God which makest vs to knowe The great abuses which doo plainly showe The wretched world to be peruerted quite Make all of vs to take such warning by 'te As ech of vs may fare the better by The liuely faith set foorth before our eye In Abraham that holy personage VVhose dooings haue bin playd vpon this stage Lo maisters heere the happie recompence VVhich God doth giue you for your gentle silence FINIS All prayse and thanks bee giuen to god Amen