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[A comedy concernynge thre lawes, of nature Moses, & Christ, corrupted by the sodomytes. Pharysees and Papystes Compyled by Iohan Bale. Anno M. D.XXXVIII.]; Comedy concernynge thre lawes
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Bale, John, 1495-1563.
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papacye Thre hoored thousaÌ„d good duckates of lawful monye Infidelitas I maruele how he coulde come to so moch good Auaritia Yes yes by pollage and by shedynge Christen blood Crosers and mytars in Rome are good merchandyce And all to lyttle to maynteyne their pompe and vyce Ambitio The pope for whoredom hath in Rome and Viterbye Of golde and syluer a wonderfull substauÌ„ce yearlye Tush they be in Englande that moch rather wolde to dwell Whores in their 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 now 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 farwel to recreate our mynde Finita cantiuncula exeunt ambo Infidelitas Now am I left alone And these ii merchauÌ„tes gone Their myschefes to conclude I thynke within a whyle They wyll trappe begyle The worthy lawe of Iude. Ambycyon first of all With hys rytes bestiall wyll make the people swyne In draffe wyll he theÌ„ lede And with tradycyoÌ„s fede Where they shall suppe or dyne Couetousnes wyll warke That many one shall barke Lyke dogges agaynst the truth Some shall Gods worde defyle some wyll it reuyle Soch beastlynesse ensuth Ambycyon hath thys houre All the whole spirytuall poure And maye do what hym lust Now couetousnesse doth rule And hath both horse mule All matters by hym dyscust Now byshopryckes are solde the holy ghost for gold The pope doth bye and sell. The truth maye not be tolde vndre paynes manyfolde With sendynges downe to hell The people prestes do famysh And their goodes froÌ„ them rauysh Yea and all the worlde they blynde All prynces do they mock And robbe the syllye flocke Nothynge they leaue behynde On the face of Moyses A vayle they haue cast doughtles The lyght of the lawe to hyde Least MeÌ„ to Christ shuld coÌ„me froÌ„ ceremonyes doÌ„me As to their heauenly gyde The lawe can neuer be at anye lyberte Where soch two enemyes raigne Now is it tyme to walke of thys more wyll I talke whan I come hyther agayne Moseh lex Exit If pytie maye moue your gentyll christen hartes Lete it now sturre ye to mourne thys heauye chasice Two enemyes with me haue played most wycked partes And left me starke blynde God knoweth to my sore greuaunce And I thynke also to your more hynderaunce To leade yow to Christ somtyme a gyde I was Now am I so blynde I can not do it Alas Most rygorouslye those enemyes now of late Ded fall vpon me and spoyle me of my syght One was Ambycyon whych euer ought me hate And Couetousnesse the other enemye hyght Now forsoth and God in their most cruell spyght The one made me blynde the other made me lame And whaÌ„ they had done ther at they had great game Thus a blynde crypple I wander here alone Abydynge the tyme and grace of restauracyon By the sonne of God To whom I make my mone My cause to pytie and graunt me supportacyon Least I be left here to vtter desolacyon And extreme decaye without any remedye If he ded not helpe of goodnesse and of mercye Ye christen prynces God hath geuen yow the poure With scepture and swerde all vyces to correct Let not Ambycyon nor Couetousnesse deuoure Your faythfull subiectes nor your offycers infect Haue to your clergye a dylygent respect And se they do not â–ª corrupt the lawes of God For that doth requyre a terryble heauye rod. God gaue me to man and left me iÌ„ tables of stone That I of hardenesse a lawe shuld specyfye But the pharysees corrupted me anone And toke froÌ„ me cleane the quyuernesse of bodye With clerenesse of syght other pleasures manye Now wyll I to Christ that he maye me restore To more perfeccyon than euer I had afore Finit Actus tertius Incipit Actus quartus EuangeliuÌ„ VNfaythfulnesse hath corrupted euery Lawe To the gret decaye of Adams posteryte Were is nott for me whych now do hyther drawe All flesh wolde perysh no man shuld saued be I am Christes Gospell and infallyble veryte Soch a power of God as saueth all that beleue No burdene nor yoke that any man wyll greue In the bloude of Christ I am a full forgeuenesse Where fayth is grouÌ„ded with a sure confydence I am soch a grace and so hygh tydynges of gladnesse As rayse the synner and pacyfye hys conscyence I am sprete and lyfe I am necessarye scyence I requyre but loue for maÌ„nys iustyfycatyon With a fayth in Christ for hys helth and saluacyon Infideâ—itas Gods bene son haue ye it is ioye of your lyfe I haue hearde of ye and of my mastres your wyfe EuangeliuÌ„ If thu heardest of me it was by the voyce of God Infidelitas Naye he that spake of ye was sellynge of a Cod In an oyster bote a lyttle beyonde quene hythe A northen man was he bâ—sought ye to be blythe EuangeliuÌ„ If he spake of me he was some godly preacher Infidelitas Naye ser by the roode nor yet a wholsom teacher EuangeliuÌ„ After what maner ded he speake of me tell Infidelitas He swore lyke a man by all coÌ„tenteÌ„tes of the Gospell He swore and better swore yea he ded sweare sweare agayne EuangeliuÌ„ That speakynge is soch as procureth eternall payne Wyll not the people leaue that most wycked folye And is so dampnable To heare it I am sorye But what dedyst thu meane whaÌ„ thu spakest of my wyfe Infidelitas Nothynge but I thought it was ioye of your lyfe That ye were so good to your neybers as ye are EuangeliuÌ„ Why how good am I thy fantasye declare Infidelitas Ye ease them amonge if it be as I heare Whan ye are a broade there is fyne myry cheare EuangeliuÌ„ As thu art thu speakest after they hartes abundauÌ„ce For as the man is soch in hys vtteraunce My wyfâ— is the church or christen congregacyon Regenerate in sprete doynge no vyle operacyon Both cleane and holy without eyther spott or wryncle The lambe with hys bloude ded her wash be spryncle Thys is not the church of dysgysed hypocrytes Of apysh shauelynges or papystycall 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 whych is the sure foundacyon And of thys church some do reigne in euery nacyon And in all coÌ„trayes though their nombre be but small Infidelitas Their nomber is soch as hath roÌ„ne ouer all The same Danes are they men prophecy of playne Whych shuld ouer roÌ„ne thys realme yet ones agayne EuangeliuÌ„ What Danes speakest thu of thy meanynge shewe more clerlye Infidelitas Dane Iohan Dane Robert Dane Thomas and Dane harrye These same are those Danes that laye with other meÌ„nys wyues And occupyco their laÌ„des to
the detrymeÌ„t of their lyues These are accounted a great part of the churche For in Gods seruyce they honourablye wurche Yellynge and cryenge tyll their throtes are full sore EuangeliuÌ„ That church was descrybed of Esaye longe afore Thys people sayth God with ther lyppes honour me In vayne worshyp they teachynge meÌ„nys fatuyte Apparaunt is that church and open to the eyes Their worshyppynges are in outwarde ceremonyes That couÌ„terfet church staÌ„deth al by meÌ„nys tradycyons Without the scriptures and without the hertes affeccyons My church is secrete and euermore wyll be Adorynge the father in sprete and in veryte By â—he worde of God thys Church is ruled onlye And doth not consyst in outwarde ceremonye Thys congregacyon is the true Church mylytauÌ„t These couÌ„terfet deâ—aâ—des are the very Church malygnaunt To whom Christ wyll saye I knowe noÌ„ of your sort Infidelitas Moch are they to blame that ther bretherne so report EuangeliuÌ„ Soch are no bretherne but enemyes to Christes blode As put saluacyon in shauen crowne mytar or whode Infidelitas I praye ye how loÌ„ge haue your swete spowse coÌ„tynued EuangeliuÌ„ Sens the begynnynge and now is in Christ renued Adam had promyse of Christes incarnacyon So had Abraham with hys whole generacyon Whych was vnto them a preachynge of the Gospell Into saluacyon and delyueraunce from hell Infidelitas By thys tyme I hope ye haue a fayre increase EuangeliuÌ„ She is not barren but beareth and neuer cease The Corinthes first epystle hath thys clere testymony In Christo Iesu per Euangelum vos genui I haue begote yow in Iesu Christ sayth powle By the Gospel preachynge to the coÌ„fort of yur sowle Infidelitas Than are ye a cuckolde by the blessed holy masse As I sayd afore so cometh it now to passe For I am a prophete by hygh inspiracyon led Now lyke I my self moch better than I ded Ye sayt that saynt paule begate your wyfe with chylde EuangeliuÌ„ By mysunderstaÌ„dynge thu art vngracyously begylde An only mynyster was paule in that same doynge That he therin ded was by the Gospell preachynge Hys mynde is the Gospell to haue done y t operacyon And thys must thy holde for no carnall generacyon Infidelitas Marry so they saye ye fellawes of the newe lerynge Forsake holy church and now fall fast to wynynge EuangeliuÌ„ Naye they forsake whoredome with other daÌ„pnable vsage And lyue with their wyues in lawfull marryage whyls the popes oyled swarme raigne stylâ— in their olde buggerage Infidelitas Yea poore marryed men haue very moch a do I couÌ„te hym wysest that can take a snatche and to go EuangeliuÌ„ Thu semest one of them that detesteth matrymonye Whych is a fore God a state both iust and holye Of soch as thu art saynt paule ded prophecye By the holy Ghost that a serten cuÌ„panye In the latter dayes from the truth of God shuld fall A rendynge to spretes of errour dyabolycall Whych in hypocresy wyll teache lyes for aduauntage Wâ—â—h marked conscyences inhybytynge marryage Thu aperest by thy frutes to be Infydelyte Infidelitas I am non other but euen the very he And hyther now come I to coÌ„men the matter with ye EuangeliuÌ„ Auoyde cursed fynde and get the out at the gates Infidelitas Naye first wyll I serue ye as I lately serued your mates And heâ—e wyll I not for thys place is for me Who shuld here remayne but Infydelyte EuangeliuÌ„ Well than for a tyme I must depart from hens But thys first wyll I saye before thys audyens Easyer wyll it be concernynge ponnyshment To Sodom and Gormor in the daye of iudgement Than to those cyties that resyst the veryte At the suggestyons of Infydelyte That people wyll be for euer and euer lost For it is the great synne agaynst the holy Ghost In the olde lawe first the father hys mynde exprest Than came hys soÌ„ne Christ made it more manyfest And now the holy Ghost is come to close vp all If he be not heard extreme daÌ„pnacyon wyll fall No prayer remayneth nor expyacyon for synne To them that no profyght or the worde of God wyll wynne Take good hede therfor saye that ye haue warnyng Infidelitas Exit God sende your mother of yow to haue a fondelynge By the masse I thynke he is wele out of the waye Now wyll I contryue the dryft of an other playe I must worke soch wayes Christes lawe maye not contynue In a whyle am I lyke to haue non els of my retynue Companyons I want to begynne thys tragedye Namely false doctryne and hys brother hypocresye They wyll not belonge I suppose now verelye By cockes fowle me thynke I se soch a cumpanye Hem I saye chyldren wyll not my voyce be hearde As good is a becke as is a dewe vow garde By my honestie welcome myne owne coÌ„panyons both Pseudodctrina Intrant Thu shalt sure haue a lyuery of the same cloth Gramercyes by God my olde frynde Infydelyte hypocrisis What brother snyp snap how go the worde with the Infidelitas What fryre flyp flap how saye ye to Benedicite hypocrisis Marry nothynge but well for I crye now aduauÌ„tage Infidelitas At her purse or arse tell me good fryre fuccage Hypocrisis By the Messe at both for I am a great penytensar And syt at the pardoÌ„ Tush I am y e popes owne vycar If thu lackest a pece I knowe where thu mayst be sped With coyse of a score brought euen to thy bed Pseudodoctrina Art thu not ashamed to talke so lyke a knaue Hypocrisis No for it is soch gere as the holyest of vs wyll haue Pope Cardynall byshop moÌ„ke chanon prest fryre Not one of ye all but a woman wyll desyre Pseudodoctrina Our orders permyt vs not â–ª to haue them in marryage Hypocrisis No but ye fatche them in by an other carryage Ye do euen as we do we both are of one rate Infidelitas By the Messe I laugh to heare thys whoreson prate Pseudodoctrina What fashyon vse ye to vs here intymate Hypocrisis Ego distinguo whether ye wyll haue lyons or parys Pseudodoctrina Of them both to shewe it wyll not be farre amys Hypocrisis In parys we haue the mantell of Saynt lewes Whych women seke moch for helpe of their bareÌ„nes For be it ones layed vpon a womaÌ„nys bellye She go thens with chylde the myracles are seane there Saylye And besydes all thys ye wolde maruele in coÌ„fessyon What our fathers do to assoyle them of transgressyon Iohan Thessecclius assoyled a yonge woman ones Behynde the hygh aulter tyll she cryed out of hes bones And as for lyons there is the length of our lorde In a great pyller She that wyll with a coorde Be fast bounde to it and take soch chaunce as fall Shall sure haue chylde for within it is hollowe all Tush I coulde tell ye of moch more wondre thaÌ„ this In course to heare them I thynke ye wolde blys Pseudodoctrina As thu hast begunne go forewarde in it