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A12675 A lamentable complaynte of Baptista Ma[n]tuanus, an Italysh poete wherin he famylyarly co[m]moneth wyth hys owne mynde, that deathe is not to be feared. Paraphrastically translated into oure vulgar Englishe tounge by Iohan Bale.; De morte contemnenda. English Baptista, Mantuanus, 1448-1516.; Bale, John, 1495-1563. 1551 (1551) STC 22992; ESTC S106003 10,756 41

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slepe be continual Our sowles must again returne to the bodies and the members shalbe restored to their righte places Why then doste thu folyshly fear consyderynge that in deathe are no doloures If anye sorowe be founde therein it ryseth of a desperate feare Do fearfulnes therfor awai death wil be but a slepe Yea it will apeare a wonderfull quyet the senses wythdrawē frō the feble weake bodye The ignoraūce of causes maketh death to men rerrible but he little knoweth what he feareth which feareth hys owne death Where as syckenesse begynneth myghtely to inuade the feble hart in all y e whole bodye besydes the senses waxe dulle The battayle anon after ceaseth so soone as nature gyueth place to hys mortall poison the enemy obtayneth vyctory Then is strēgth ouerthrowen a colde fayntenesse so entereth in by force wasteth awaye the aydynge or confortes of lyfe Anon Death beholdinge a farre of hys banner erected entereth the members quyetlye subdued For syckenesse fyrst of al beynge the wyly wepon bearer of death secretly seketh destrucciō by pryuye assaultes Neyther trumpet nor waytes nor yet brasen horne maye gyue warnyng no neither mouth nor armour maye seme to make any manner of dinne as is heard in other skyrmishes That sycknesse as a prompt warriour shuld be ready at the walles with out warnynge gyuen whyche is to destroy the body vnbewares God hath appointed him to haue swyft fete These are the armyes of deathe wyth these souldiours doth bytter syckenesse fyght and is as a messenger sent fourth before that vngentle Deathe And as concernyuge hys diffinicion Deathe is a swyft flyght or passage from the corruptyble body rather to be desyred than to be fled from of men that are godly O folysh mynde why sorowest thu thē yea why fearest y u death as one forgetfull of thy self Whi dost thu vndyscretely loue that frayle body of thyne Sceuola y e noble Romane contempned the death so ded the valiaunt Greke Achilles with many other renomed worthye and excellent captyues more sett it all together at nought Yea some which haue had no hope of the lyfe to come neyther haue they knowne of our christen faythe yet haue they estemed the death as nothyng Now to the whych hast rereyued holy baptym and to whome the clere light of the gospel hath bene minystred Thu hast lesse strengthē thē a Pagane for thu vnfaithfully fearest the deathe yet knowest it of suertie y t death bringeth with it a moch more excellent precyouse kinde of lyfe then was the other Neuerthelesse if thu saye vnto me y t in deathe are such signes of dolour as are able to moue the most myghty and valiaunt harts For so much as we behold in dayly experyence both the eyes and the mouthes of them that depart at the fearful enteraunce of death to haue mooste wonderfull mouinges Take thys for an earnest warnynge and be not deceyued with so doutful similitudes neither yet faynt at them as doth an olde dottynge gossyp For take this of me If the sycke creatures which are at the poynt of deathe do shew such terrible tokēs it mai not be reckened that they come of the extreme paines or grefes of the body Many vain fantasies doth occupy the imagynacyon of the minde and they trouble the soule brynge the hart in much feare In profe of thys we haue hearde it ofte reported that menne manye times in a rage haue leaped down from hygh hilles and depe buyldynges to their deadly parell Thys hath only their deceitfull ymagynacyon wroughte in them and not the payne whych hath come of theyr greuous sickenes When the fyre is ones put to the straw and the stocke throughly kyndled thyncke heauynesse ryghtly to be represented or sygnyfyed O mynde why art thu sorowful and wherfore fearest thu deathe forgettynge thy selfe so madly O imprudent asseheade why louest thu that frayl body of thyne so inordynatly Why goest thu so farre out of square that thu so much regardest thynges mortall and wylt neyther regard thy oryginal nor yet wherto thu wert created whyles y u hast a spiritual power and thy first formacion from heauen why is it thy desyre to dwel styll in thys earthely pryson What haste thu to do wyth stones insensate why settyst thu so much by vile earthe by clay Thu bearest the symylytude and true image of god Leaue to brute beastes thys earthly dwellynge for heauen is thy due herytage Thys worlde is to vs no contrey natyue but a very vncommodyouse exile I pray the thē tell me why dost thu preferre this wylde place of thy bānishment to the plesaunt land thu art borne to yea why haddest thu rather to be locked vp in that darke dongiō thē to enioye the cōmodytees of that fredome A swete thynge were it for the from hence to be remoued to the plesaunt socyete of the olde holy fathers and so to beholde those men which haue of the scriptures most worthi praises What syght in the worlde can be to vs more delectable thē in one place to beholde all ages or men of all generacions sens the worldes beginninge If it chaunce to come into thy head to feare y e tormētes of helle or doubtest to be brent in the burnynge lake therof Thu oughtest first to cōsydre that god is no enemy to vs mortall creatures Unsemynge is it that he be reckened an vngentyll or vnmercyful father As it becometh him of his godly nature to be pityful so is he of vs to be reckened very pytieful For he that thinketh him to be without merci doth not rightly iudge hym a father No no he accounteth hym to be no father For what mad man wold graunt him to be a God whom he cā iustly denye to be mercyfull God is our vnyuersal goodnesse Al thinges that are precyouse and hyghlye to our profyt god ministreth But what thyng cānyst thu iudge to be more better thā mercy why sorowest thu then thu waueringe mynde yea why fearest y u death forgetfull of thy self How cōmeth it to passe thu dottynge fole that thu art so carefull for that wretched bodi of thine The high heauen loketh for the the prynces famyly there doth call the by name and also the holy senate or counsell of the eternall father do couete the very moche Tell me ernestly why dost thu loue thyne own dammage why dost thu desyre thyne owne hurte or decaye Dost thu not thynke that a want or losse is a great discommodite Shew me by thy faith O minde vnquiet why dost thu feare to resort to such places where as non are but thy fryndes why dost thu doubt payne why dreadest thu punyshmente If thy conscience beare the wytnesse of most greuouse synnes and so accombre the repēt them wyth al thy hart For repentaunce taketh al sinne away We are certaine and sure what the gentilnesse the clemency and the mercy is of oure heauenly father Yea we perfyghtly know it how swiftly he will bend hym selfe to heare oure humble prayers If we do wele we shall gyue to God our hartes wyth bytter teares we shall do sacryfyce to hym No offerynge in the worlde can be more acceptable or plesaunt vnto him If thu bewayle or lament thy synnes such a gentyll father hast thu as wyll clerely remyt them God alone requyreth a contryte hart He onlye accepteth an humble request God doth not regarde the smoky sacrifices neyther yet is he pacyfyed with aulters nor with offeringes if the harts religion be wanting A yonge sprynge wyll bow wyth a westerne winde with a string is a bow made croked Fire melteth stele bloud breaketh an adamāt god is mollified by lowlines of the hart Leaue your eartheli care or study ye most filthy bandes or mortal mēbers Giue ouer thy possessiō y u stinking dōgiō trouble no more the mindes y t are godlie Worship plesure honour possessiōs with other cōmoditees worldly are subiect to fortune and destenye These be the thynges that rauysh those myndes which haue no foresyght and throwe them in to hel These are the snares that are wont to detayne vs and lette vs in all good workynge O my christen sowle I tel thys tale to the. Body and goodes with other lyke wyll perysh as thynges corruptyble and mortall Thu only shalt contynue as a thing immortal Thu art the doughter of the eternal god my gentyl minde desyre thy fathers kingedome than wyth a cherefull countenaunce Runne to thy lounig father slyde into his bosom hold him embrace him kisse him for he with al his housholde wyll most louingly receiue the. Garlands prepare thei to thy head a semely white garmēt beutified w t stars fine gold shall reache to thy verye feete Thu shalt wonder to behold the innumerable multitude of saintes clappynge hādes and reioycynge at thy commynge In such peace and concorde agreeth the heauenlye cytiezens that theyr loue ouerfloweth as doth a great myghty sea The partycular armes or sygnes of honour obtayned by valeauntnesse of mannehead causeth one man to be knowen frō an other But loue hath an other propertye He suffereth nothing to be particular As charite is cōmon so maketh he al cōmon to all mennys needes For nothyng holdeth a perfyght loue to hys owne vse only O vndyscrete mynde why sorowest yea why fearest deathe so vnwysely O dottynge fole why fauourest that vyle carrayne of thyne so muche Then wyth a good harte and wyllyngly ouerleape y e thre sholdes of deathe and fear in no wise the fantastical name therof ¶ Thus endeth the lamentable songe or complayute of Baptista Mantuanus that deathe is not to be feared familyarly translated into Englysh by Iohn Bale * Imprinted at London by Ihon Daye dwelling ouer Aldersgate beneth Sainte Martins ¶ These bookes are to bee solde at hys shop in Chepesyde by the Litle Counduit at the sygne of the Resurrection ¶ ‡ ⁋ Cum priuilegio ad imprimendum solum Per septēnium