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A03337	The resurreccion of the masse with the wonderful vertues of the same, newly set forth vnto the greate hartes ease, ioye and comforte of all the catholykes, by Hughe Hilarie. (?)	Hilarie, Hughe.; Becon, Thomas, 1512-1567.; Bale, John, 1495-1563.	1554 (1554)	STC 13457; ESTC S104097	17,732	44

The resurreccion of the masse with the wonderful vertues of the same newly set forth vnto the greate hartes ease ioye and comforte of all the catholykes by Hughe Hilarie Ioan. 1. ¶ Come and se. ¶ Imprynted at Strasburgh in Elsas at the signe of the goldē Bibell In the moneth of Auguste the yeare of our LORD 1554. ☞ The boke to the Reader ALl ye that true catholyks be And loue oure mother holy Church Make haste and come hyther to me I will teache you godly to wourche Doctrine bothe olde and auncient Of father Duns and fryer Thomas Shall ye here fynde if ye be bent To beleue in the blessed masse Of Christ and his holy Gospel Of true fayth hope and charite I haue nothing at all to tell For that dothe not belong to me Of the masse is my whole matter And of what great vertue it is If to know that ye do desyer Here in me ye shall it not mysse Awaye with your Communion And with all your Englishe seruice Come to masse with good deuocion For that will bryng you to heauens blisse In that ye shall se your maker Whiche made bothe heauen and earthe so rounde Come therfore with all humble manner That good Catholyks ye maye be founde Ioan. 3. ¶ This is condemnacion that light is come into th● worlde and menne haue loued darkenes more the● lighte ¶ The resurreccion of the Masse The Masse speaketh _●Esurrexi adhuc sum tecum May I now sing maugre myne enemies For to England agayn am I now come After a moste goodly and princely wi●e O● as one all dead longe hydde in graue And as one bayred from all honest company Yea as a capon longe pent vp in the caue Exiled haue I bene miserably From Rome I came I can it not denye A citie in tymes paste moste florishyng Of the famous Goddes Idolatrie Had I without fayle my fyrst beginning Popes manny were my fathers as stories tell Eyghte hundred yeares they were in begetting me My mother thoughte my a doughter full fell Seyng in so long tyme she coulde not be free My mother Idolatrie was common To many a Pope in the meane whyle Yet trustye and true to that shauen nation Was she alwayes and neuer them begyle And although so many holy fathers Had to do with her at their pleasure Yet be ye certayne that of none others Was she knowen so faythfull dyd she endure As the holynes is incomparable Of all my fathers at euery houre So lykewise great and inestimable Is my mothers honestie worshippe and honour Thus of noble parentes was I at the laste Brought forthe as a Goddesse perfect and pure My vertue in all places did I forthe caste Of their saluacion making men sure There is no disease in all the contrie Whyther it be pockes pyles or other sickenes But to heale it I haue habilitie Helping all kynde of people in their distres Messeied swyne and mangye horses likewise Do I cure and chickens that haue the pyppe A wynchester goose to heale is my gyse No kynde of disease do I ouerhyppe If ought be loste I am very profitable To bring it agayn to the true owner To gyue rayne or fayre weather I am able Whan soeuer to me men make theyr prayer If the housband be weary of hys wyfe Or els the wyfe weary of her housbande I cause the one to haue but a shorte lyfe That eche to other maye be no more bande Agayne if that the maydes do wante husbandes Or yong mens wyues at any season They nede not lope ouer many stretes or landes But haste to me with all expedicion I gyue housbandes and wyues at my pleasure to all people except my smered shauelynges Them by no meanes to marrye can I endure But to runne a whoring aboue al thinges They maye lyue Sinon easte tamen cau●e Lyke great common Bulles in euery toune From marriage therfore I will haue them fre That their holy order maye not come doune Nothing defyleth me but honest marryage Whordome and adultery I can right well abyde I will therfore that my massers of euery age Do fle from matrimony at euery tyde My thorelynges to Rune at large I thinke best And theyr chyldren to sit by other mens fyre For so shall they alwayes fynde moste rest And be moste mete to serue my desyre Moreouer to bolde baudes lusty lawyers To rufflyng ruffyns and drousye dronckardes To Matthew make shifte and suche others As depely loue bothe dyce and cardes To Peri●rers theues and murtherars To stincking Sodomites and adulterers To pollers pyllers and vsurers Am I louing kynde and gentle euers I refuse so gentle am I mo kyn̄de of people Be they neuer so wicked and vngodly Chiefly if they will come to the signe of the steple And lyke ghostly chyldren heare masse deuoutly The worse for God the better for me I am as common as the Barbours chayre The trompet and I are lyke in eche degre The best of vs bothe can not lightly appayre Come to me who lyste and they shalbe sure To haue good successe in all their doynge For my vertue is great if it may● endure And farre surmounteth all earthely thing Thus ye se of what great excellencye I am in euery kynde of matter There is no disease or maladye But I haue a salue for it euer And as I am for diseases profitable And for all other thinges of the bodye So to helpe all kaynde of people I am able If to come to me they will them selfes applye Golde syluer rychesse glorie and honoure Fame renoune and worldly felicite House lande lordshippe village towne bowr● Do I gyue to all them that come vnto me Whatsoeuer in this worlde is contayned Is myne to geue at myne owne pleasure Fall doune and worshippe me with hartes vnfayne● And ye shall wante no wordly treasure Therfore my Chaplens and seruauntes dere If these giftes ye will enioye at my hande Looke that ye euery daye masse do here For it is good I will you to vnderstande Se that ye ryse betimes in the morninge With an harte defyrous to honour me And assone as the Sexten dothe the bell ryng● Looke that in the church streyghtwayes ye be Take holy water crosse your self in the forehea● Make curtesy mannerly and knele doune deuoutly Drawe as nye to the aultare as can be deuised And in all poyntes behaue your self solemnely Gyue good eare to that my chapleyn dothe faye Although ye vnderstand nothing at all Shake your head and lyft vp your handes alwaye And fet che syghes also bothe great and small Be euer prayeng of your Aue Mary For that is a prayer fullgracious Looke that at the Gospell ye stande vp manerly And make curtesye at the name of Iesus The Gospell ended knele doune agayne As wyse as ye were before ye stoode vp For to stande longe it were to muche payne Chiefly if it were late whan ye did suppe But whan my Chaplei● come to the heauing

in Purgatory heauen and hell I raygne as a moste tryumphāt Empresse So that to them that in those places do dwell My vertue dothe extend bothe more and les What shall I speake of my beneficence Toward the soules of them that be mortall To saue their soules I am of great excellence When soeuer on me they earnestly call My Chaplens thorow me offer dayly For all such as with mony do them hyre An holy sacrifice propiciatory And so deliuer their soules out of the myre The synnes of the whole worlde thorow me Are clerely remitted and put awaye My mighty power is to make them all fre Which for remission of synnes mony do paye Whatsoeuer synne is committed Be it pryde whordome thefte or blasphemy By me it is vtterly dispatched And the synners made bothe pure and holy For clensyng of the soule noman dothe nede To seke after any other Phisicion Be that liste vnto me for to make spede Shall haue of me a sufficient purgacion As men dayly do greuously offend So muste they haue a dayly sacrifice To be rydde of your synnes if ye entend To haste vnto me ye muste nedes deuice For in me my marked marchauntes eche on● Offer vp Christ the sonne of God dayly They crucifye hym agayne though he be go●● And offer a sacrifice Propiciatory And the sacrifice that they do offer Is of so greate efficacie mighte and poure As that whiche Christ offered to hys father Whan he hanged on the Crosse at the laste houre● By Christes death the synne originall Was onely put awaye as many holde But I dispatche all synnes vniuersall As witnesse my Chaplens bothe stoute and bolde Folish are they therfore that take thought for sy● As though it were a burden intollerable ●eyng for a litle money they maye wynne Forgyuenes of synnes and become vnculpable When the masse begyues they maye be synnefull But before the masse be perfectly ended My smered Chaplens all synne frō them shall pul And make them to be thorowly saued For the blessed masse is not so sone sayde Of the massinge Chaplens at the altare But all the debtes for synnes are wholy payde And they brought agayne to Gods fauer Thus in heauen earthe hell and Purgatory I rayg●e as a moste triumphant Goddesse All thinges are blessed by me and made wealthy Deliuered from sorowe and all discresse Agayne what a number of idle bellyde priestes Besydes monkes heremites Chanons and fryers Do I fede to be makers of Christes Whiche otherwise shoulde fall into the bryers I make them to be hadde in reputatcion I make them to sitte hyest at the table I make them to be called Syrs euery one I make them worshipfull and honorable I make them in their apparell to be Galaunte and pleasaunte in euery mans syghte I make them greatest in euery degre I make them makers of God almighty I make them to walke in goodly longe gounes With typpet●es of sarcenet about their neckes I make them to weare forked cappes on their shauē crounes I make thē to do what they list without checkes I make them of the labour of other mens hādes To liue idely lyke men of great substaunce I enryche them with gaye houses and landes I make them to lyue all in pleasance I make them in loue with other mens wyues I make their chyldren to syt by other mens fyres I make them to lede pleasaunte wealthy lyues Euen according to their hartye despres I make them searchers of all mens secretes Thorow holy auriculare confession I make them to playe many praty feates And yet fewe spye their abhominacion By me alone they mayntayne their whoring Their horses their hauckes their hondes their spānels By me alone haue they their pleasaūt liuing Bunning here and there or where they list els I make the order of priesthoode honorable I onely am the s●aye of all massemongers It is I that make the masse priestes able To matche with the best and to be called masters If I were not thei should haue many euel happes If I were not their gouns should sone be threde bare If I were not their hayre should grow thorow their carpes If were not they should haue bothe carcke care I wolde therfore that noman should maruel Though massingpriestes do stoutly holde with me For they are certen and do know right well That the best floure of their garlande I must be Therefore whan ye heare thē loude lye at Paules crosse As many in their sermōs haue done of late Blame them not for they haue had a longlosse Therfore it is now hye tyme for them to prate Masses Purgatory and prayeng for the dead Are the chief pyllers of their popish kyngdome If these thre thinges were once abrogated Then come they streyghtwayes vnto confusion I woldē therfore that my chaplens shoulde prate harde For these thre thinges aboue all other Or els their kyngdome shall neuer go forewarde By swete sainct Mary Christes owne mother For holy auriculare confession I wolde haue them also prate harde harde harde For if they haue not that popish inuencion Their market will be altogether marde By that they shall know all mens secrety By that they shall syt as Goddes in mens consciēce By that they shall bring the people wonderfully Into all submission and obedience By that they shall make Lordes to thē for to lout● Ladys and gentlemen shall they bring vnder By that as Gods they shall raygne rounde aboute And know where stuffe is against the next yeare Thus haue I tolde you parte of my vertues And what I am able to do in euery place I suppose ye thincke them very straunge newes Yet shall ye fynde them trew by oure Lady of gracē My massing chaplens and the massehunters Know these thinges too be trew that I haue spoken Their diligent cōming to the masse euers Is hereof a very manifest token Oh somtime here in England gloriously I raygned as a Goddesse supernal Tyll Gods worde in the time of kyng Henry Began to be knowne in places ouer all Thorow the scripture and other treatises With the sermons of diuers learned menne To be espied began my fantasies So that many to me did not greatly leane Yet thorow the s●outenes of some prelates Which euer loued me for my fathers sake I styl continued among my pyldepates And the moste parte of men did me wel take Notwithstanding my people religious As monkes chanons heremites nonnes and fryers Began among the people to be odious And were called hypocrites and lyers Their hypocrisye and fayned holynes Came to lighte euery daye more and more Their vnchaste chastitie also certes Made all good people them to abhorre Their abhominable lyfe was so manifest Besydes all their wicked Idolatrie That all godly men together thought it best All their houses to suppresse vtterly Suppreste they were vnto my great discomforte And bothe the I and they at the doores thruste out Few had we then that wolde vs supporte So were we compelled

Of that litle great God aboue hys head Looke that then mekely ye fall to crouching Lifting vp your handes with harte vnfayned Crye out O my Lorde and my Sauiour In the alone is all my confidence I will magnifye the at euery houre For thou arte a God of moste excellence Looke that ye honour this God aboue all thing● Whiche is halden vp betwene the priestes hand For he is a God of Pope Innocentes makynge The thirde of that name I do you to understand Pope Nicolas also and pope Urban Dyd muche helpe to the perfection of it So did fryer Thomas that pratye man And many other mo as it is fyt Thynke that these wordes Hoc est corpus meum Be of so great strength vertue and power That they are able to make Gods awne sonne To come from heauen in the minute of an houre And although ye bothe se fele and tas●e bred Yet muste ye nedes beleue the contrarie For holy Churche hath full determined That it is Christes naturall bodye And though it be worme eaten furyed or moulde And so ●ryncke that noman can it abyde Yet oure mother holy churche woulde Ye should beleue it God bothe backe and syde And although it be agaynst the nature Of the Sacrament to be Christes naturall body Yet muste ye beleue it bothe stedfaste and sure According to pope Innocentes decree And albeit Christe and holy writte do saye That Christes reall bodye is in heauen onely Yet se that ye be s●oute and saye alwaye That in the Sacrament it is really And albeit it fighteth with the verite Of Christes bodye reall and naturall In many places at one tyme to be Yet the contrary beleue you shall And although Christ and his Apostles all With the olde Doctors and reason dothe perswade That it is not Christes bodye naturall Yet saye ye it is very God that all made And steke you strongly to the determinacion Of oure mother holy Churche Catholycke And if any be of contrary opinion Burne hym out of hande lyke an heretycke Se that ye continew alwaye in this fayth That the Sacramente is Christes naturall bodye Flesh bloud and bone as pope Nicolas sayeth And in this fayth remayne tyll ye dye And what if you for thus beleuing Go to the Deuyll my great grādde father Feare ye not my Chaplens for you shall syng And neuer leaue tyll they you deliuer For I am so mightye that I am able Euen damned soules to dispatche out of hell Craianus storye prouyth this veritable Whiche by me was releued as they do tell Therfore ye my dere louing massehunters Whan soeuer my chaplens holy and deuoute Heaue vp that litle great God se that ye euers Fall to knocking and kneling rounde aboute Agayne whan the chalice bleste mought it be Is holden vp aboue the priestes head Lyfte vp your handes and eyes that all maye s● Ye be deuout people and wel disposed In the holy chalice ye shall vnderstond Is Christes very true and naturall bloode Therfore to honour that also are ye bond For the holy Popes haue so thought it goode After that ye haue sene that godly syghte Fall to prayer agayn deuoutly Serue some good saincte with all your might● Eyther with a Pater noster or Aue mary But heare ye when the second sacrye comes And your God is dādled about the chalice Looke that then ye starte vp with good deuocion And to honour your God moste humbly deuyce Looke vpon that new founde God earnestly Worshippe hym honour him and reuerēce hym to Beleue hym to be your Sauiour onely Your redemer and mediatour also Agayne whan the Paxe is caryed about Se that ye kysse it with all humilite All the masse tyme looke ye appere deuoute That ye maye seme good Catholykes to be When the priest comes to s. Ihons Gospel And blesseth him as he were wood Do ye so likewise for I plainly you tell Agaynst wicked sprites it is very good When the prieste hath once sayde Deo gracia● And kys●e the aultare in s●ead of a woman Than maye ye well know that done is the masse And home maye ye go as wyse as ye came But before out of the Church ye departe Looke ye take holy water foole deuoutly Sprynckle your self with that from the very harte And make a crosse in your forehead solemly All these thinges once done with good deuocion Ye maye do that ye will all the daye after For ye haue offered to God suche an oblacion That ye can not anger him in any matter Now maye ye fall to bollyng and bibbing To dysing to carding and to whorehunting To polling to pilling and to fals brybing To quarelling to fighting to scolding and chydinge What ye liste that do and be not afrayde For amendes is made by hearing of masse All thinges aforehande be all redy payde Feare not for I haue set you in a good case Let this than be your dayly exercise Fyrst in the morning to heare masse deuoutly And afterward whatsoeuer ye practise It shall come to passe I warrant you luckely My power is wonderfull● my vertue is great My dignite passeth all thinges mortall In me in me alone is all goodnes ●et Therfore now vnto me let all men fall Thus haue I declared to you partly What profytes ye massehunters get by me But know ye that not for the body onely But for the soule also I serue in eche degre The soules that lye burning in Purgatory Miserably puling for wante of soccure By me they are redemed spedely And brought out of their payne in half an houre The masse of Requiem is of great strengthe When for a soule it is eyther songe or sayde It alwayes helpeth without fayle at lengthe Though the soule with synne be neuer so decayde A trentall of masses is very profitable For a soule departed at euery season For that vnto glory without any fable Wil bring the soule with all expedicion But not for purgatory soules onely Am I profitable and stond in s●ead The soules also whiche in hell fyre do lye Are ofte by me from their paynes redemed Unto the very helles dothe my vertue pearce When for any soule I am songe or sayde Sathan that tyraunte bothe cruell and fearce Is of me and my power greatly afrayde My noble presence maketh the deuell to rore And all the flames of hell shortly to quenche My royall presence causeth euermore All the infernall paynes quickely to stenche Yea from the dongeon of hell to heauen so hye Do I cause the damned soules for to ascend To me to me therfore let all men applye If to come to glory they do intend By me the soules of sainctes in heauen also Are lauded praysed and magnifyde As the masse of Gaudeamus omnes in domino Dothe righte well declare at euery tyde God and oure Ladye with the good sainctes all Apostles martyrs confessors and virgines With all the holy Aungels seraphicall By me do reioyce as moste louing twynes Thus ye se