sonne of Arrius whiche was the sonne of Barbara Sigismundi whiche was the sonne of Angelici whiche was the sonne of Anthropomorphius whiche was the sonne of Belzebub whiche was the sonne of Bisylides whiche was the sonne of Berillus whiche was the sonne of Carpocratis whiche was the sonne of Cataphrigius whiche was the sonne of Caluthus whiche was the sonne of Cazinzarius whiche was the sonne of Catharides whiche was the sonne of Caparnaitis whiche was the sonne of Cherinthus whiche was the sonne of Donatus whiche was the sonne of Ebion whiche was the sonne of Elindius whiche was the sonne of Ennopus whiche was the sonne of Ennomius whiche was the sonne of Euthices Whiche was the sonne of Ecrastines Whiche was the sonne of Gnotiques Whiche was the sonne of Iesebel Whiche was the sonne of Faustuti Whiche was the sonne of Helchesate Whiche was the sonne of Hymerobasta Whiche was the sonne of Iouinianus Whiche was the sonne of Manacheus Whiche was the sonne of Mahomet Whiche was the sonne of Martion Whiche was the sonne of Messalianis Whiche was the sonne of Montanus Whiche was the sonne of Monothelete Whiche was the sonne of Nouatis Whiche was the sonne of Nestorius Whiche was the sonne of Nicolaus Whiche was the sonne of Nectages Whiche was the sonne of Paulus Samosatenus Whiche was the sonne of Praitas Whiche was the sonne of Pelagus Whiche was the sonne of Petrus 〈◊〉 Whiche was the sonne of Photius Whiche was the sonne of Pollo Whiche was the sonne of Sabinus Whiche was the sonne of Roganus Whiche was the sonne of Sabellicus Whiche was the sonne of Sarahatis Whiche was the sonne of Simachcus Whiche was the sonne of the 〈◊〉 Whiche was the sonne of a 〈◊〉 Whiche was the sonne of Theodorus 〈◊〉 Whiche was the sonne of Tatian Whiche was the sonne of Sargius Whiche was the sonne of a Benedicte monke Whiche was the sonne of a Carthusian Whiche was the sonne of a Cistertian Whiche was the sonne of a Canon Reguler Whiche was the sonne of a Barnardine Whiche was the sonne of Cluniacke Whiche was the sonne of Dominicke Whiche was the sonne of a Celestin. Whiche was the sonne of Iesuit Whiche was the sonne of an Heremite Whiche was the sonne of a Minoret Whiche was the sonne of a Charmilet Whiche was the sonne of a Bomson Whiche was the sonne of an Anker Whiche was the sonne of a Buggerer Whiche was the sonne of a Limiter Whiche was the sonne of a Balamite whiche was the sonne of a Coniurer whiche was the sonne of a Dispensator whiche was the sonne of a 〈◊〉 whiche was the sonne of a Romish comissary whiche was the sonne of a Doctor Canon which was the soÌ„ne of a master of 〈◊〉 whiche was the sonne of a Suffragham whiche was the sonne of a Romishe bishop whiche was the sonne of a Courtisan whiche was the daughter of a Cardinall whiche was the mother of the Pope whiche also in the captiuitie of Babilon did beare three brethren Simon Magus 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 and Mahomette by Antichriste the sonne of the Deuil of iniquitie and perdicion the cause of al ignoraunce infidelitie Simonie Treason Idolatrie persecution Rebellion Tumulte wicked assemble and finally euerlasting damnation ¶ A praier to the holy Trinitie against ignoraunce of Goddss worde and Wolues ALmightie and eternall god the father the soonne and the holie spirite one God in trinitie and the trinitie in vnitie whiche art alwaies more readier to heare then wee are apte to praie and 〈◊〉 giue vnto vs more then we can desire or deserue We moste humbly praie thee to haue mercie vpon vs accordyng to thy great mercie and perdon vs good Lorde for our sinnes that we haue rebelled against thy diuine Maiestie in thought woorde and deede 〈◊〉 thee to cast vpon vs sondrie plagues for 〈◊〉 offences As pestilence dearthe rebellion with other greuous calamities vnto our 〈◊〉 bodies But oh my good Lorde God hou haste taken greater 〈◊〉 vpon 〈◊〉 the whiche with mortall eyen caÌ„ not well 〈◊〉 seen but felt that is the ignoraunce of thy 〈◊〉 will and commaundemente 〈◊〉 oh Lorde GOD the guide and pathe 〈◊〉 to all deadly synnes death and finallie 〈◊〉 banishement from thy glorious 〈◊〉 worlde without ende Haue mercie aue mercie and pitie oh Iesus Gods onely 〈◊〉 vpon thy flocke thou greate Shepherd of the Shepe Regarde thy folde defende thy flocke whom thou hast redemed in thy moste precious bloud Deliuer thy Uineyard of Englande from the Bore of Roome and thy Lambes from the mouthe of Wolues as bloudie Boner was Oh lette God a rise and let his enemies be scattered lette them also that hate hym flie before him so that we that are the Shepe of his pasture maie in the 〈◊〉 of his worde be fedde in the pleasaunt fieldes of his holy scriptures to life euerlastyng Through Iesus Christ our lorde Amen * * Cirê° was sonne of Cambises 〈◊〉 of the Medes Persians who watring against the Scithians Tomiris the Queen hauing by pollicy slain Cirus with 100000. Persiians did cut of his hed cast it in a bole of maÌ„s blood saying Be satisfied with blood which thou 〈◊〉 thirsted (a) (a) He spared none that he eyther durst or could be bolde to put to pain for Gods truthe 1. Tim. 3. (b) (b) 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the sow tea cheth Miner what the sow is by nature needeth no expressing Minerua was daugh of Iupiter 〈◊〉 called of the 〈◊〉 Goddes of wisdome 〈◊〉 all good 〈◊〉 now this 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 one 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 him of wheÌ„ he might better be taught (,) (,) Bufo in a Tode so 〈◊〉 to Boner because of 〈◊〉 venemous minde * * Asinus 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 taken by those that are apt to no goodnes or discipline * * Pallas the greek name of Minerua named before (.) (.) Parnassus a 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Thessalia 〈◊〉 Aoniae 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Parnassides or Aonides did 〈◊〉 * * Tho. Cranmer archbishe of Cant. whoÌ„ by their Cannons they could not put to death til the Pope arayning his Image at Room condemned it burnt it theÌ„ was he burned at Oxford (c) (c) Cardinall Pool who could not be arch bish by the Canons til the other were dead () () Eresich was 〈◊〉 of Thessalia who 〈◊〉 Ceres cut down her woods at last beig stroken with a 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 was compeld to 〈◊〉 his 〈◊〉 fleshe Thoosa a great 〈◊〉 ster hauing but one eye whiche was in his forehed he was of the I le of Scicilia into whiche Vlisses being cast by 〈◊〉 of tem pest hap 〈◊〉 on that caue of this Cyclops lost 4. of his men who would haue deuoured that 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Vlisses mas hing him 〈◊〉 had not with a 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 bo red out his eye )( )( Poliphe mus or Cyclops was son of Neptune * * Philonides was 〈◊〉 big 〈◊〉 Miletae now 〈◊〉 Malta altogether so folishe vn learned that 〈◊〉 him 〈◊〉 a Prouerb Indoctior 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 wil say 〈◊〉 was wel 〈◊〉 ned I 〈◊〉 unt yet in knoweledge of 〈◊〉 ly 〈◊〉 Philoni 〈◊〉 ding his 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 (:) (:) 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 breedeth amoÌ„g Bees muche 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Bee alwayes liues in the Hiue neyer com ming out to gather Hony but 〈◊〉 deuouteth that whiche the Bee dooth 〈◊〉 at last the Bee and all Leges 〈◊〉 dicuÌ„t 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 tuuÌ„ 〈◊〉 filium 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 a Bastarde Genes 16. 〈◊〉 4. Et eccle 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 sacris repellit ordi nibus c Et si tale 〈◊〉 rit non 〈◊〉 tum permittit 〈◊〉 bere in 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 dei 〈◊〉 ix 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Ergo. Ergo. Malach. 〈◊〉 Dente 26 Markerehell marke Papiste Ezech. 13. Jerem. 8. Ezech 34. Apoca. 6. 〈◊〉 5. 〈◊〉 pauimento 〈◊〉 mea 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Dormitat aîa mea Viam iniquitatis Viam 〈◊〉 Adhefit te stimoniis 〈◊〉 Viam 〈◊〉 tuorum Et lux 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Nolite con fidere in principi Genesi 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 abscoÌ„datfaciam suam Syllius lib. 13. Cal this the floudes of hell that spue for the bloud poysoÌ„ fire c Sathan
wickednesse and persecution c. Example of Ismael some to murder Example of Abimelech the bastarde soonne of Gedion whiche Gedion had lawfull begotten sonnes lxx and but one bastarde whiche bastarde Abimelech with one stone traiterously killed al his brethren one excepted So there is more abominatiō in one bastard then in lxix lawfull sonnes Many examples I can bryng for the of histories repugnant to bastards of their filthinesse of life whoredome idolatrie extortion treasō murder glottonie c. For it is thought that theidoe drawe a certain staine from the volupteous lust mutuall of bothe their filthie parētes whiche in lawfull chaste mariage taketh no place and then knowing them selues to be bastardes hateth all them that are lawfully borne inuentyng mischief against them as traitors would haue all men traitors this 〈◊〉 borne Bocher Boner like Abimeleche hath 〈◊〉 a great nōber of the legitimate chil 〈◊〉 of God whose blood asketh the same crewell vengeaunce that holie Abels doe still in the 〈◊〉 of God against his brother Cain So you shall not doubte but by Gods lawes the lawes of Englande and also the Canonicall lawes that bastardes are all depriued of lawfull parentes therefore of inheritaunce Temporall also not lawfull to take Orders therefore no ministers of Spiritnall dignitie therfore no bishops Iudge of this your selues and then make answere when it shall please you Sir we will depart quod thei referryng this matter till an other tyme. Here is one quod he with plaine Musicke Dirge like in the next chamber singeth to a dull base Lute I praie you let vs heare him it will not hurt 〈◊〉 my thinke he singeth of D. Boner some merie vanitie of that vain man whiche spēt his daies in vain Papistrie we are cōtent said thei to heare this matter and then to depart hence when he hath doen we praie God it be mery for we haue talked of sad matters peace a little silence my maisters quod he agreed saied thei Then the fellowe on the other side of the walle reade in the Bible to hymself alone and that beyng dooen he songe in rude rime against rude Boner the Papist bastard The fellowe doe read I will sende a curse vpon you and I will curse your blessynges yea curse them will I if ye doe not take hede beholde I shall corrupt your seede and cast dunge in your faces euen the donge of your solemne feastes and it shall cleaue fast vpon you You are cleane gone out of the waie and haue caused the multitude to be offended at the lawe of the lorde You haue broken the couenaunt of Leui saith the lorde of the hoste therefore also I will make you to be despised and to be of no reputation emong the people bicause that you haue not kept my waies My handes shall come vpon the false Prophetes that looke out vaine thinges and preache lyes thei shall not be in the counsaill of my people nor written in the boke bicause thei haue deceiued my people The beste that is the martyres haue ye slain the flocke haue you not nourished but churlishely and cruelly haue you ruled them Therefore woe and vengeaunce be vnto you saith the lorde God All these places of holie writynges crieth out against Boner asmuch as to any false pastor that euer hath made spoile like a Wolfe in Christes flocke the soules of the slain whō he burned for the woorde of God and for the testimonie whiche thei had doe still crie with a loude voice saiyng Howe long tariest thou lorde holie and true to iudge and auenge our blood on thē that dwell on the yearth Well ones it will fall out thus That the righteous shall stande in greate stedfastnes again suche as haue dealt extremely with them and takē awaie their labours when Boner with his wicked companions shall se it as thei shall in deede thei shal bee 〈◊〉 with horrible feare and shall wonder at the hastines of the sodain health gronyng for verie distresse of mynde and shall saie within them selues hauyng inwarde sorowe and mournyng for verie anguishe of mynde These are thei whom wee 〈◊〉 had in derision and 〈◊〉 vpon we fooles thought their liues verie madnes and their ende to be without honor But loe how thei are compted emong the children of God and their portion emong the 〈◊〉 Therefore we haue erred from the waie of truthe and the light of righteousnes haue not shined vnto vs. Tedious waies haue wee gone the waie of the lorde we haue not knowen what profit haue our pompe brought vs suche wordes shall suche as haue 〈◊〉 their brethren speake in helle Lette the 〈◊〉 marke this well Well well ¶ Boner speaketh My soule haue cleaued fast to the grounde I haue fed like a swine and liued like a hoūde My thought it did me muche good In broilyng the christians and shedyng blood I haue shewed my waies I haue shewed my waies How well I loued the Romishe kaies The reliques of Rome were my delight I was a maiden priest and our ladies knight Iustification I could not abide Specially if it came on Christes side I will clime heauen walles with Scala coeli And followe Alkoc quondam bishop of Elie. My soule now slepe in dreames and 〈◊〉 My corps is buried emong false theues For my bodie and soule th'apointed place Abusyng mercie and refusyng grace The waie of wickednes I loued well In missyng of Purgatorie perhaps to hell I beshrowe Dorbell and Dunses harte Would I had béen 〈◊〉 bishop but gon to carte The waie of truthe I did once take Whiche of malice I did for sake And neuer since I did repente In despisyng the eternall testamente I did sticke ones vnto Goddes lawes But to forsake it I had no cause And hardned my harte stopped mine 〈◊〉 And could not wepe repentant teares The waie of thy cōmaundmēt I might not bide After that I was drunke with the cup of pride But wared lothly foule and fatte Like to cardinall Wolsey with his red hatte Boner ende Deus stetit in Synagoga deorum His lordship would plaie the Iustice of 〈◊〉 In the place of iudgement it did hym good To accuse the martyres and shed their blood O Clemens There is no man within the citie Professyng Christes Gospell that he would pitie Muche mischief this verlet did begin Therefore his praier is tourned to synne O Pia. He had a cancred proude looke With bell and candell and Popishe booke In cursyng Gods people with hellishe grace A waie graundpanche with thy greasie face O Crux Now a peece of your Dirige I will begin I care not whether I lose or winne You were no greate state of honor A bastarde no bishop but bloudie Boner MOurnyng in blacke wailyng with care and woo Wryngyng of their handes thei began with Placebo Dilexique master Papist I loued well Boner That was boshoppe of London and liued in greate
many paste all grace Be in euery Popishe place God sende them suche honor As hath their dadde Boner Qui vomuit nigrum post fata cruorem ¶ The fifte lesson Homo natus HOmo natus Came to heauen gatus Sir you doe come to latus With your shorne patus Frequentia falsa Euangelij For the loue of your bealie Cum auro argento You loued the rules of Lento Whiche the Pope did inuento You are spurius de muliere Not legittimate nor lawful here O quam venenosa pestis Fur periurus latro mechus Homicidus tantum decus De salute animarum Of Christes flocke thou hadest small 〈◊〉 Thou art filius populi Go go to Constantinopoli To your maister the Turke There shall you lurke Emong the Heathen soules Somtyme your shorne brethren of Poules Were as blacke as Moules With their cappes fower forked Their shoes warme corked Nosed like redde Grapes Constant as she Apes In nature like blacke Monkes And shoote 〈◊〉 trunkes And boule when thei haue dinde And kepe them from the winde And thei whiche are not able Doe sitte still at the table With colour Scarlet pale So small is their good ale Thus from God thei did tourne Lōg before their church did burne Then when riche men wer sicke Either dedde or quicke Valde diligenter notant Vbi diuites egrotant Ibi currunt nec cessabunt Donec ipsos tumilabunt Oues alienas tondunt Et perochias confundunt These felowes pilde as Ganders Muche like the friers of Flāders Whiche serue Sathan about the cloisters Thei loue red wine and Disters Qui vult Satanae seruire Claustrum debet introire And euer haue suche an hedde As bastarde Boner that is dedde He would for the Pope take pain Therfore help you friers of spain You enquisiters take paine It is a greate maine Unto the Pope your hedde That Boner is thus dedde And buried in a misers graue Like a common k. Lo lo now is he dedde That was so well fedde And had a softe bedde Estote fortis in bello Good Hardyng and thy fellowe If you be Papistes right Come steale hym awaie by night And put hym in a shrine He was the Popes deuine Why shall he be forgotten And lye still and rotten Come on and doe not fainte Translate with spede your 〈◊〉 And put hym in a tombe His harte is now at Rome Come forth you loughtes of Louē And steale awaie this 〈◊〉 You are so fuil of Ire And Popishe desire And Romishe derision And hellishe deuision Therefore I am sure Your kyngdome will not dure Crescit rancor crescit ira Crescit inuidia Totus Louen in errorem Voluiter in caligine Nullus curat obidire Verbis Iesu Christi Fides ī Roma nō apparet Totus Louen fide carit Thus he must tourne to duste In Louen there is none to truste As slipperie as Eles The worlde doe run on wheles Now helpe old frendes of Poules And praie for our soules This is our desire From these flames of fire I am in Purgatorij Oh. L. K. G. and F. be sorie Breuis eius dies sunt He breathed ouer Poules Funte Ridiant me inimici But all you that bée wisie Beware of Papistrie all The Chequer westminster hall And all the Innes of Courte I doe not scoffe nor sporte And all this greate citie It is greate pitie That I Edmonde Boner Against Goddes greate honor Haue drawen you from truthe Oh this is greate ruthe Comissa mea pauesco Et ante te tremesco Dum veneris iudicare Quarc quare quare quare Fremuerunt Gentes I beshrowe the Popes dentes In cathedra Moysiimpij sedent Therefore repent repent repent Tempus est vos reuertendi Tempus est nobis non penidendi Tempus est vos rediundi Ab errore falsi mundi False Papistes and false theeues Shall euer haue paines greues Thus did Boner sore lamente Mouyng Christes to repente Responde Ne recorderis 〈◊〉 He was full of hata Regardyng non estata Et quasi flos with his greate nose Fugit velut vmbra Thei morne for hym in northūbria ¶ The sixte lesson Quis michi hoc tribuat ONe alas in dreadfull dreame poore Boner did beholde In wofull weede attired foule sometyme was braue in golde With fierie stroke sore beaten was that sometyme had smitten other He was as sore turmented there as Cain that slewe his brother His salte teares ran doune apace with bloudie hande he strake his breast A worme about his harte bewrapte that reaued hym of his reste About this gooste flocked a rablement of Friers fatte and foule Then cried out a little spirite like a shrikyng Oule Ve ve and out alas thy vengeaunce doe now begin These flames and floudes dungeons déepe are wages all for synne Come drinke thy fill in Lethae flod and then to Styx retourne Forget thy self denaye thy God lo this is a place to burne The wicked ones whiche ordeined were as chaffe caste from the corne So in this bloudie Cocytus thou shalt be rent and torne Quis michi tribuat quod Boner tho shall I in this place dwell Let me be clensed in Purgatorie awaie you fiendes of hell Donec donec my trentals are doen in the Churche of Rome Tary here said the Mōkes blacke vntill the daie of dome With that he swelde with lothly looke criyng now haue I nede Where are become my Romishe frendes where is good Henry Crede Miseremini mei miseremini mei if merites maie me saue Suche measure as you haue measured other men suche measure shall you haue Quis potest facere mundum a bastarde wert thou borne De immundo conseptum semine now art thou rente and torne Burnt and dround and neuer dede we haue none other place Spes impiorum peribit we are exclude all from grace Non remittitur ei in hoc seculo neque in alio You are condempned by the Iudge to dwell still in our gailio Et sicut dies marcennarij thy daies are made an ende An enemie to the Lorde thy God but to the Pope a frende Then cast thei hym in Melas flood moste darcke and blacke in sight Iú dreadfull slepe a man did se this vision in the night Responde Ne recorderis peccata But open heauen gata Sainct Peter with your kaies Shewe my lorde the right waies He dwelt ones at Poules And had cure of our soules I wisse he was not a baste But holie meke and chaste It is a greate pitie That he is gone from our citie A man of greate honor Oh holy sainct Boner You blessed Friers That neuer wer liers And you holy Nunnes That neuer had sōnes Set this child of grace In some Angelles place Dum veneris 〈◊〉 Helpe helpe S. Marie Noli eum condemnare He burned many in the daies of Quene Marie Sicut Leo querens praedam animas deuorauit If this was not a blessed deede Aske L. K. S. P. and H. Crede ¶ The seuenth lesson Spiritus