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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

in his lymmes there After that he hath in erth synned here But whyther a soule haue a body or none It shall haue payne as the body hath done ¶ And the fyfth payne though it be somwhat late Is hote brennynge fyre that northynge maye bate But almes dede masses and prayere That of frendes for them ben done here To abate that fyre tho thre ben best For they brynge soone mannes soule to rest But that fyre is hotter and more kene Than any fyre of this worlde that maye be sene For all the water that a man maye on thenche One sparcle of that fyre myght not quenche For one sparcle of that fyre is more brennynge Than all the fyre in this worlde lyghtnynge And the soule is also more tendre and nesshe Than a mannes body with blode and flesshe Than the soule that is so tender of kynde Must nedes theyr penaunce more harder fynde Than any maner body that euer alyue was Though it shulde there through make his pas But no soule maye from thens wende Tyll all theyr penaunce be brought to ende And that fyre werketh not through kynde a ryght In the same soule that to penaunce is dyght As doth the fyre that in erth brenneth here But euermore it werketh in another manere As god hath ordeyned for why it is so As it were an instrument that longeth therto Through the whiche the soule clensed maye be In the payne of purgatorye or that it god se For why all maner fyre that is therin It is a maner fyre for to waste synne For as the fyre in the worlde maye all thynge brenne And make metall melt and abrode renne And ryght so the fyre there through longe heat wasteth there both small synnes and great There be nowe fyres some more some lesse But all one maner fyre that neuer shall cesse For as the sonne maye ouer all thynge passe That men greuyth some more and some lesse Ryght so y e same fyre that in purgatorye is brought Some soules it pyneth sore and some nought For all soules must nedes dwell therin After that theyr charge is there of synne But some soules shulde delyuered be thens soone That here in erth haue theyr penaunce doone But some soule shall abyde there many a yere That lytell penaunce hath done with his body here And hath lyued longe in his synne also And therfore saynt Austyn sayth thus therto Necesse est vt tantus sit dolor pro peccatis quantus fuerit amor tanto divtius anima torquetur in penis quāto affec● tus mundanis inherebat desiderus c. ¶ Saynt Austyn sayth that nedefull it is That as moche sorowe he haue here and no les For euery synne and eke trespas As lust and lykynge in the synne was And he sayth also as before as rad That the more lykynge that a man in synne had And euer gyueth therto his lust and wyll His flesshely lykynge all to fulfyll The longer must nedes the soule in payne be In purgatorye that he maye not fle And or the soule maye se god in his face As thre thynges they must brenne in that place That is to saye as woode and haye also And stoble that wyll awaye with the fyre go For the most venyall synnes shulde brenne longe As a tre that is great and hath rotes stronge But the small synnes soone shall brenne awaye As doth stoble in erth whan fyre cōmeth there nye But the meane synnes brenneth not so soone For they brenne slowly and haue more to doone Ryght as doth the haye that with fyre is tende That longe lyeth smoketh or it be through brende Thus shulde they ben brende and wasten sore For theyr venyall synnes both lesse and more And for deedly synne that they ben of shryue And the trespasse therof god hath forgyue And penaunce therfore nought haue done here They shall there be brende in the same manere And whan they be fyned and made bryght Than shall they come before goddes syght In to mery Paradyse that is a ioyfull place That is euermore full of mercy and grace ¶ And the fyxte payne is for to tell For the soules vnclensed shulde there dwell Styll in purgatorye and be bounde fast with bondes of synne to make them agast And as many soules as be in that prysone For no gyfte they maye ne for no raunsome From that harde payne them selfe wynne Tyll that fyre haue brent theyr bondes of synne And thus they ben bounde both handes and fete In hote brennynge fyre that is wonder greate Certes than me thynketh no payne maye be more Than the soules suffreth that greuyth them sore For nothynge thens maye them borowe Nother abrydge any thynge of theyr moche sorowe Nother to helpe them thens to be brought For theyr owne prayer ne helpeth them nought But yf in erth they any good dyde As masses done songe and almes dede Of theyr frendes in erth y e to god for them besought That made this worlde and all thynge of nought Full harde ben the paynes y e the soules suffre there Yf hope of mercy soone after ne were But some tyme they shulde so moche payne haue That they take no kepe that god wyll them saue Therfore we shulde thynke that in erth ben here what payne the soule suffreth that is there Amonge soule fendes that there haue leue Some tyme the soules to tourment and greue As longe as they haue any spotte of synne For erst from that place maye no man them wynne Tyll they ben clensed and made all clene Of all maner synnes that none be sene And whan they ben deyuered of all maner synne No more payne shall they fele therin But soone than after they shall euen wende To the blysse of heuen that hath none ende ¶ And the seuenth payne is in lykenesse There that the soules ben as in wyldernesse There that defaulte is of all good thynge That a man myght haue of his lykynge For theyr payne to them is many foide For nowe they ben in great hete and nowe in colde And that payne to them is full longe As nowe in great hete and after colde stronge And there shulde suffre both hungre and threst And many great that paynes without any rest And sore ben bette to make more theyr payne with great stormes of hayle and of rayne And that betynge is both sharpe and kene But suche stormes neuer erst were sene As the soules there shulde fele and se And with dyuerse tourmentes tourmented be For some many a yere shall abyde there for synne Tyll they the syght of god cleanly maye wynne And suche maner paynes they shall haue euermore with many other tourmentes y e shall greue them sore But amonge all other a great payne that shall be The moche coueytyse that they haue to se The swete face of god that is euer so bryght And the longe taryenge of tht fayre syght But to that same syght maye they neuer come Tyll all

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