CARDINAL

What? Master Hypocrisy I have stayed for you long. Where have you been from me so long absent, I appointed to have been here three hours ago, In my consistory to have set in Judgement, Of that wretched Scismatike that does trouble us so. Fit down Master Hypocrisy to yield me assistance. Ah sirrah, be you he that doth thus disturb, The whole estate of our faith Catholic? Art thou so expert in Gods laws and word, That no man may learn Thee? thou arrant Heretic: But this is the nature of every Scismatike: Be his errors never so false Doctrine, He will say, by Gods word, he dare it examine. To begin therefore orderly, how sayest thou Philologus? Have I authority to call the me before? Or to be short, I will object it thus: Whither hath the Pope which is Peters successor: Then all other Bish S pre-eminence more? If not, then it follow that neither he, Nor I which am his Legate, to accounts may call thee. Ah thou arrant Heretic I will Thee remember, I am glad I know so much as I do, I have weighed thy reasons and have found them so slender That I think them not worthy to be answered: How say you Master Hypocrisy? HIP. I also think so, But let him go forward and utter his conscience, And we will awhile longer here him with patience. Say on thou Heretic of the holy Sacrament, Of the body and blood of Christ, what is thine opinion? Say on as I bid Thee, thou art a stout Minion: Ah thou foul Heretic, is there bred in the Sacrament Where is Christ's body then which he did us give? To here these his errors it does me greatly grieve: But that we may shortly to some issue come, In what sense said Christ, Hoc est Corpus meum? Why dost thou doubt of Christ his omnipotency? But what so he wills does so come to pass? This C ytif, mine ears with wind he does fill: His words both truth and reason does want: Christ's word is his will, this must thou needs grant. Nay if thou be'st obstinate I will say no more. Have him hence to prison and keep him full sure: I will make him set by my friendship more store: But hearest thou Zeal, go first and procure, Some kind of new torment which he may not endure. Nay, Master Hypocrisy, you spend time in vain. To reason with him, he will not be removed, He stands in his reputation, he will not be reproved: And that is the cause that he is continued obstinate? But I shall well enough thy courage abate. Tush, it will not be, he thinks we do but jest, Wherefore, that some trial of my mind, he may have, That Careful Provision, should go, I think best, Into the town, and there, assistance crave, His House for to enter, and his Goods for me save: Least, when his wife know, that they be confiscate, Into other men's keeping, the same she does dissipate. Go too, Careful Provision, depart incontinent, And fulfil the words, which I to you say, Prove then if thou canst do him any good, He shall not say that we seek his blood. I never saw the Like heretic that this is: Away Careful Provision, about your business, I can say nomore, then I have done already, Thou heardest that I called the heretic and fool: If thou wilt not consent to Me and that speedily: With a new master, thou shalt go to school, What master Zeal, you are praise worthy doubtless, Art thoou prepared this gentleman to receive? He will rest a Faggot, or else he me deceive. Let him go Hypocrisy, stand not all day dodging, You have done to much for him, I make God avow. What have you not yet done, your foolish tatteling? With that forward heretic, I will then away, If you will tarry to hear all his prattelyng: He would surely keep you most partly of the day: It is now high dinner time my stomach does say: And I will not loose one meal of my diet, Though thereon did hang and hundred men's quiet. I promise thee Philologus, by my vowed chastity, If thou wilt be ruled by thy friends that be here, Thou shalt abound in wealth and prosperity: And in the Country chief rule thou shalt bear, And a hundred pounds more thou shalt have in the year: If thou will this courtesy refuse, Thou shalt die incontinent, the one of these choose. Come on master Philologus, are you grown to a stay I am glad to hear that you become tractable. Nay Master Philologus, go with Me to my Palace And I shall set down the form of recantation, Which you shall read on Sunday next, in open place: This done, you shall satisfy our expectation, And shall be set free, from all molestation: Into the bosom of the Church, we will you take, And some high officer, therein will you make Nay I may not suffer, you alone to go free, Unless one of these, your surety will been: Very well take him to you, your prisoner I him make. Go you master Philologus and bear Me company, Or else I am sure no meat I should eat, And go before Zeal, to see each thing ready: That when we once come, we stay not for meat: Farewell Philologus, and make small delay, Perhaps of our dinners, for you I will stay,