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A nevve comedy or enterlude, concernyng thre lawes of nature, Moises, and Christe, corrupted by the sodomytes, Pharysies, and papistes: compyled by Iohn Bale: and nowe newly imprynted.; Comedy concernynge thre lawes
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Bale, John, 1495-1563.
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STC 1288; ESTC S104458
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them rauysshe Yea and all the worlde they blynde All prynces do they mocke and robbe the sellye flocke Nothynge they leaue behynde On the face of Moyses a vayle they haue cast doubtles The lyght of the lawe to hyde Least meÌ„ to christ shulde come froÌ„ ceremonyes doÌ„me As to theyr heauenly gyde The lawe can neuer be at any lybertie Where suche two enemyes rayne Nowe is it tyme to walke of this more wyl I talke Whan I come hyther agayne Exiâ— â–ª Moseh lex If pytie maye mouâ— your gentyll christen hartes Let it nowe sturre ye to mourne this heuye chaunce Two enemies with me haue played most wicked partes And lefte me starke blynde God knoweth to my sore greuaunce And I thynke also to your mothe hynderaunce To leade you to Christ somtyme a gyde I was Nowe am I so blynde I can not do it alas Most rygorously those enemyes nowe of late Dyd fall vpon me and spoyle me of my syght One was Ambycion whiche euer ought me hate And Coueyeousnesse the other enemye hyght Now forsoth and God iutheyr most cruell spyght The one made me blynde the other made me lame And whaÌ„ they had done therat they had great game Thus a blynde cryple I wander here alone Abydynge the tyme and grace of restauracion By the sonne of God to whom I make my mone My cause to pytie and graunt me supportacion Least I be left here to vtter desolacion And extreme decaye without any remedye If he dyd not helpe of goodnesse and of mercye Ye christen prynces God hath gyuen you the poure With scepture and swerde allvyces to correcte Let not Ambycion nor Coueytousnesse deuoure Your faythfull subiectes nor your offycers infect Haue to your Clergye a dylygent respecte And se they do not corrupt the lawes of God For that doth requyre a terryble heuyâ— rod. God gaue me to man and lefte me intables of stone That I of hardenes a lawe shulde specyfye But the Pharysies corrupted me anone And toke from me cleane the quyueruâ—s of bodye With clerâ—uesse of syght and other pleasures many Nowe wyll I to Christ that he maye me restore To more perfection than euer I had afore Finis Actus tertius Incipit Actus quartus Euangilium VN faythfulnes hath corrupted euery lawe To the great decaye of Adams posterytie were it not for me which now do hither draw Al flesh wold perysh no man shulde saued be I am Christes Gospell and infallyble verytie Suche a power of God as saueth all suche as beleue No burden nor yoke that any man wyll grâ—ue In the bloude of Christ I am a full forgyuenes Where fayth is grounded with a sure confydence I am suche a grace and so hyghe tydynges of gladnes As rayse the synner and pacyfye his conscyence I am spyryte and lyfe I am necessarye scyence I requyre but loue for mannes iustyfication With a fayth in Christ for his health and saluacion Infidelitas Goddes beneson haue ye it is ioye of your lyfe I haue hearde of ye and of my maystresse your wyfe Euangilium If thou hardest of me it was by the boyâ—e of God Infidelitas Naye he that spake of ye was â—ellynge of a God In an Oystre bote a lytle beyonde quene hythe A Northen man was he he besought ye to be blythe Euangilium If he spake of me he was some godly preacher Infidelitas Naye syr by the rooâ—e nor yet a wholsom teacher Euangilium After what maner dydhe speake of me tell Infidelitas He swore lyke a man by all contentes of the Gospell He swore and better swore yea he dyd sweare sweare agayne Euangilium That speakynge is suche as procureth eternall payne Wyll not the people leaue that most wycked folye And it so damnable to heare it I am sorye But what dyddest thou meane whau thouspakest of my wyfe Infidelitas Nothynge but I thought it was ioye of your lyfe That ye were so good to your neyghboures as ye are Euangilium Why howe good am I thy fantasye declare Infidelitas Ye ease them amonge yf it be as I heare Whan ye are abrode there is fyne merycheare Euangilium As thou art thou speakest after thy hertes abundaunâ—e For as the man is suche is his vtteraunce My wyfe is the churche or christen congregacion Regenerate inspyryte doynge no vyle operacion Both cleane and holy without eyther spot or wryncle The lambe with his bloud dyd her wash bespryncle This is not the churche of dysguysed hypocrytes Of apysh shauelyngâ—s or papisticall Sodomytes Nor yet as they call it a temple of lyme and stone But a lyuysh buyldynge grounded in fayth alone On the harde rocke Christ whiche is the sure fosidacion And of this churche some do reygne in euery nacion And in all couÌ„treyes though theyr nombre be but smal Infidelitas Theyr nombre is suche as hath ronne ouer all The same Danes are they men prophecye of playne Whiche shuld ouer ronne this realme yet ones agayne Euangilium What Danes speakest thou of thy meanynge shewe more clerely Infidelitas Daâ—e Iohan Dane Robert Dane Thomas and Dane Harrye The same are those Danes that laye with other mens wyues And occupyed theyr landes to the detryment of theyr lyues These are acccounted a great part of the churche For in Goddes seruyce they honourably wurche Yellynge and cryenge tyll theyr throtes are full sore Euangilium That Churche was descrybed of Esaye longe afore This people sayth God with theyr lyppes honour me In vayne worshyp they teachynge meÌ„nes fatuyte Apparaunt is that churche and open to the eyes Theyr worshyppynges are in outwarde ceremonyes That couÌ„terfetchurch standeth al by meÌ„nes tradycions Without the scriptures without y â— hertes affections My churche is secrete and euermore wyll be Adorynge the father in spyryte and in verytie By the worde of God this churche is ruled onelye And doth not consyst in outwarde ceremonye This congregacion is the true Churche mylytaunt Those Counterfayte Desardes are the verye Churche malygnaunt To whom Christ wyll saye I knowe none of your sorâ— Infidelitas Moche are they to blame that brethren so report Euangilium Suche are no brethren but enemyes to Christes blode As put saluacion in shauen crowne mytar or whoode Infidelitas I praye ye how loÌ„ge haue your swete spowse coÌ„tynued Euangilium Sens the beginnynge and now is in Christ reâ—ued Adam dyd promyse of Christes incarnacion So had Abraham with his whole generation Whiche was vnto them a preachynge of the Gospell Into saluacion and delyueraunce from hell Infidelitas By this tyme I hope ye haue a fayre increase Euangilium She is not baâ—â—en but beareth and neuer cease The Corinthes first epistle hath this clere testymonye In Christo Iesu per Euangilium vos genui I haue begot you in Iesu Christ sayth Powle By the Gospell preachyng to the coÌ„fort of your sowle Infidelitas Than are ye a ouckolde by the blessed holy masse As I sayde afore so coÌ„meth it nowe to passe For I am a prophet by hyghe
lawe the meanyng true ordynaunce Infidelitas Wy what wyll ye saye vnto the ten coÌ„maundemeÌ„tes Ambitio We must poyson them with wylworkes good inteÌ„tes Where as God doth saye No straunge goddes thou shalte haue With Sayntes worshyppynge that clause we wyl depraue And thoughe he coÌ„mâ—unde to make no graued ymage For a good intent yet wyll we haue pylgremage Thoughe he wyll vs not to take his name in vayne With tradycions yet therunto wyll we constrayne No Sabboth wyll we with Gods worde sanctyfye But with lyppe labour and ydâ—e ceremonye To father and mother we maye owe none obedyence Our relygion is of so so great excellence Thoughe we do not slee yet maye we hertyckes burnè If they wyll not soone from holy Scripture turne What though it be sayde thou shalt do no fornycacion Yet wyll we mayntayne moche greater abhomynacion Though thefte be forbyd yet wyll we contynuallye Robbe the poore people throughe prayer purgatorye God hath inhyâ—yted â–ª to gyue false testimonye Yet we wyll condempne the Gospell for Heresye We shulde not coueyte our neybours house nor wyfe His seruaunt nor bâ—ast yet are we therin most ryfe Of men make we swyne by the draffe of our tradycions And cause them nothynge to regarde but supersticions As Dogges vnreasonable on mosâ—vyle carren fede So wyll we cause them seke ydolles in theyr nede And alwayes theyr grounde shal be for a goodintent Infidelitas More myscheuous I trowe the deuyll coulde not inueÌ„t Than you two can do by the Messe ye are alone Lytle coulde I do were ye ones from mâ— gone To the corruptynge of the lawe of Morses Go forwarde therfore in your deceytfulâ—es Auaritia With superstitions the Iewes ceremoniall lawes I wyll so handle they shall not be worth â–ª ii strawes The lawes Iudiciall througâ—e cawtels and dâ—layes I wyll also drowne to all ryghteous meÌ„nes decaye To set this forwarde we must haue sophystrye Phylosophye and Logycke as scyence necessarye The Bysshoppes must hold theyr priestes in ygnorauÌ„ee With long laten houres lest knowledge to them chauÌ„ce Let them haue long mattens longe euen songes long Masses And that wyll make them as dull as euer were asses That they shall neuer be able to prophecye Or yet preache the truth to our great iniurye Let the Cloysterâ—rs be brought vp euerin scylence Without the Scriptures in paine of dysobedyence Se the laye people praye neuer but in latyne Let them haue theyr Crede and seruyce all in latyne That a latyne beleue maye make a latyne sowle Let them nothynge knowe of Christe nor yet of powle If they haue Englysshe â–ª let it be for aduauntage For pardons for Dyrges for offerynges pylgremage I teken to make them a newe Crede in a whyle And all in Englysshe theyr Conscyence to begyle Infidelitas Reherse vnto me the Artycles of that Crede Auaritia The Artycles are these geue eare and take good hede First they shall beleue in our holy father Pope Nexte in his decrees and holy decretals Then holy churche with sencer crosse and cope In the Ceremonyes and blessed Sacramentals In purgatorye then in pardons and intrentals In prayenge to sayntes and in saynt Frances whoode In our lady of Grace and in the blessed roode They shall beleue also in relyckes and relygion In our ladyes psalter in frewyll and good workes In the ember dayes and in the popes remyssyon In bâ—des and in belles not vsed of the turkes In the golden Masses agaynst such sprites as lurkes With charmes and blessynges This crede wyll bryng in money In Englysshe therfore we wyll it clarkely conueye Infidelitas Yea and burne the knaues that wyll not beleue y e crede That into the dytche the blynde the blynde maye lede Ambitio Then I holde it best that we alwayes condempne The Byble readers least they your actes contempue Infidelitas Yea neuer spare them but euermore playe the bytar Expressyng alwayes the tropes and types of thy mytar Ambitio Why what doest thou thynke my mytar to sygnyfye Infidelitas The mouth of a wolfe and that shall I proue by by If thou sâ—oupe downward lo se how y â— wolfe doth gaâ—e Redye to deuoure the lambes leaste any escape But thy woluyshnes by thre crownes wyll I hyde Makynge the apope a captayne of all â—ryde That whan thou dost slee such as thy lawes coÌ„tempne Thou maist say not I but the powers did theÌ„ condeÌ„pne The Cabels betoken the lawes of se non cannon Ambicio I trow thou wâ—ldest say the. ii lawes Cyuyle Canon Infidelitas As I spake I thought styll thynke by saynt Iohan Yea persecute styll the instructers of the people And thou Coueytousâ—es let no bell rynge in Steple Without a profyght Tâ—sshe take money euery where So nygh â—lyppe and shaue that thou leaue neuer a here Auaâ—itia I caused the Pope to take but nowe of late Of the graye fryers to haue a canonyzate Franciscus de pola thre thousand duckattes and more And as moche besydes he had not longe afore For a Cardynall hatte of the same holy ordre Thus drawe we to vs great goodes from euery border Pope Clement the seuenth payed ones for his papacye Thre hondred thousaÌ„d good duckates of lawful money Infidelitas I maruayle howe he coulde come to so moche good Auaritia Yes yes by pollage and by shedynge Christen blode Crosers and Mytars in Rome are good merchandyce And allto lyttle to mayntayne theyr pompe and vyce Ambitio The pope for whordom hath in Rome and Uiterbye Of golde and syluer a wonderfull substaunce yearely Tush they be in England y t moch rather wold to dwell Whores in theyr dyoceses than the readers of Christes Gospell Infidelitas They do the better for by theÌ„ they maye haue profyght As for the other do trouble them daye and nyght Well nowe steppe forewarde and go do your busynes To the corruptynge of the lawe of Moyses Auaritia Doubt not but we shall make hym a crepple blynde Infidelitas Synge then at our farewell to recreate our mynde Finita catiuncula exeunt ambo Infidelitas Nowe am I lefte alone And these ii marchauÌ„tes gone Theyr myschyefe to seclude I thynke within a whyle they wyl trap and begyle The worthy lawe of Iude. Ambycion fyrste of all with his rytes bestiall Wyll make the people swyne In draffe wyll he them lede and with tradycions fede Where they shall suppe or dyne Coueytousnes wyll warke that many one shall barke Lyke dogges agaynst the truth Some shal goddes word defyle and some wyll it reuyle Suche beastlynes ensuâ—th Ambicion hath this houre al the whole spyritual poure And maye do what hym lust Now coueytousnes doth rule hath both horse mule All matters by hym dyseust Now bysshoprytâ—es are â—olâ—e the holy ghost for golde The pope doth bye and sell The truth maye not be tolde vnder paynes manyfolde With sendynges downe to hell The people preestes do famysshe and theyr gooddes froÌ„