An excellent new Commedie, Intituled : The Conflict of Conscience Contayninge, A most lamentable example, of the dolefull desperation of a miserable worldlinge, termed, by the name of Philologvs, who forsooke the trueth of Gods Gospel, for feare of the losse of lyfe, & wordly goods |
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 | An excellent new Commedie, Intituled : The Conflict of Conscience |  |
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TIRANNY.AVARICE.
Put
mee before for I wyll shift for one,
push Auarice
backwarde
So long as strength remaineth in this Arme,
And pluck vp thy hart thou faint harted mome,
As long as I lyue, thou shalt take no harme:
Such as controll vs, I will their tongues charme,
By Fire or sword or other like torment,
So that euer they did it they shall it repent.
And pluck vp thy hart thou faint harted mome,
As long as I lyue, thou shalt take no harme:
Such as controll vs, I will their tongues charme,
So that euer they did it they shall it repent.
Hast thou forgotten what sathan did saye,
That the K. Hipocrisy our doings should hide,
So that vnder his Cloake our partes we should playe,
And of the rude people should neuer be spide,
Or if the worst should happ or betide,
That I by Tiranny should both you defend,
Agaynst such as mischife to you should pretend.
That the K. Hipocrisy our doings should hide,
So that vnder his Cloake our partes we should playe,
And of the rude people should neuer be spide,
Or if the worst should happ or betide,
That I by Tiranny should both you defend,
Agaynst such as mischife to you should pretend.
Auarice.
Indeed such woords our Belsire did speake,
Which being remembred doth make my heart glad,
But yet one thing my courage doth breake,
And when I thinke of it, it makes me full sad,
I meane the euil lucke which Hipocrisy had,
When he was expelled out of this land
For then with me the matter euill did stand.
Which being remembred doth make my heart glad,
But yet one thing my courage doth breake,
And when I thinke of it, it makes me full sad,
I meane the euil lucke which Hipocrisy had,
When he was expelled out of this land
For then with me the matter euill did stand.
For I by him so shadowed was from light,
That almost no man could me out espye,
But he being gon to euery mans sight,
I was apparent ech man did descrye,
My pilling and poling so that glad was I,
From my nature to cease a thing most merueilous,
And liue in secret the tyme was so daungerous.
That almost no man could me out espye,
But he being gon to euery mans sight,
I was apparent ech man did descrye,
My pilling and poling so that glad was I,
From my nature to cease a thing most merueilous,
And liue in secret the tyme was so daungerous.
Tyranny.
Tush Auarice thou fearest a thing that is vayne,
For by me alone both you shalbe stayed,
And if thou marke well thou shalt perceiue playne,
That if I Tyranny my parte had well played,
And from killing of Heretikes my hand had not stayed,
They had neuer growen to such a great rowt,
Neither should haue bene able to haue banisht him out:
For by me alone both you shalbe stayed,
And if thou marke well thou shalt perceiue playne,
That if I Tyranny my parte had well played,
And from killing of Heretikes my hand had not stayed,
They had neuer growen to such a great rowt,
Neither should haue bene able to haue banisht him out:
But sero sapiunt Phriges, at length I will take heede,
And with bloud enough this euill will preuent,
For if I here of any that in word or in deed,
Yea if it be possible to knowe their intent,
If I can proue that in thought they it ment:
To impaire our estates, no prayer shall serue,
But will paie them their hire, as eche one deserue.
And with bloud enough this euill will preuent,
For if I here of any that in word or in deed,
Yea if it be possible to knowe their intent,
If I can proue that in thought they it ment:
But will paie them their hire, as eche one deserue.
Auarice.
The Fish once taken, and scaped from baight,
Will euer heareafter, beware of the hooke,
Such as vse hunting will spie the Hare straight,
Though other discerne her not, yet on her shall looke:
Againe, the learned can read in a Booke,
Though the vnskilfull seeing equall with them,
Cannot discerne an F from an M.
Will euer heareafter, beware of the hooke,
Such as vse hunting will spie the Hare straight,
Though other discerne her not, yet on her shall looke:
Againe, the learned can read in a Booke,
Though the vnskilfull seeing equall with them,
Cannot discerne an F from an M.
So those which haue tasted, the fruite that we beare
And finde it so sower, will not vs implant:
And finde it so sower, will not vs implant:
Tyrannye.
Tush Auarice, I warrant thee thou needst not feare,
In the cleargy I know, no friends we shal want:
Which for hope of gaine, the trueth will recant:
And giue them selues wholy to set out Hypocrisie,
Being egd on with Auarice, and defended by Tiranny.
Auarice.
Wel may the Clergie on our side holde,
For they by vs no small gaine did reape,
But all the temporaltie, I dare be boulde,
To venture in wager of Golde a good heape,
At our prefermentes will mourne waile and weepe,
Tyranny.
Though indeede no iust cause of ioy they can finde,
Yet for feare of my sword, they will alter their minde.
Yet for feare of my sword, they will alter their minde.
But I maruell much, where Hypocrisie is,
Mee think it is long since, from vs he did goe,
Mee think it is long since, from vs he did goe,
Auarice.
I doubt that of his purpose he misse:
And therefore hath hanged him selfe for woe.
How sayst thou Tyranny doest not thinke so
In faith if I thought that he might bee spared,
And we haue our purpose beshrew mee if I cared.
Saw you euer the lyke of this doubting doult?
It greeues mee to heare how faint harted he is,
A litle would cause me to kill thee, thou Ascoulte:
See, see, for woe he is lyke for to pisse:
To giue an attempt, what a fellow were this?
But this is the good that commeth of Couetousnesse
He liueth alway in feare to loose his riches.
It greeues mee to heare how faint harted he is,
A litle would cause me to kill thee, thou Ascoulte:
See, see, for woe he is lyke for to pisse:
To giue an attempt, what a fellow were this?
But this is the good that commeth of Couetousnesse
He liueth alway in feare to loose his riches.
Againe, marke how he regardeth the death of his friend
So he hath his purpose, he cares for no moe,
A perfect patterne of a couetous mynd,
Which neither esteemeth his friend nor his foe,
But rather Auarice might I haue saide so:
Who if he were gone, my selfe could defende,
Where thou by his absence wert soone at an ende.
So he hath his purpose, he cares for no moe,
A perfect patterne of a couetous mynd,
Which neither esteemeth his friend nor his foe,
But rather Auarice might I haue saide so:
Who if he were gone, my selfe could defende,
Where thou by his absence wert soone at an ende.
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