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The minor poems of William Lauder

playwright, poet, and minister of the word of God, (mainly on the state of Scotland in and about 1568 A.D., that year of famine and plague) ... Edited from the unique originals belonging to S. Christie-Miller ... By F. J. Furnivall

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Ane prettie Mirrour Or Conference, betuix the faithfull Protestant and the Dissemblit false Hypocreit.
  
  
  
  


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Ane prettie Mirrour Or Conference, betuix the faithfull Protestant and the Dissemblit false Hypocreit.

In to the quhilk may be maist easylie perceaued & knawin the one from the vther.

Compylit be William Lauder Minister of the wourd of God. For the Instructioun, Confort, and Consolatioun of all Faithfull Professours. To quhome he wyssith Grace Mercy and Peace, in Jesus Christ our Lord, and onlie Sauiour. So be it.
Luke in to this Mirrour, and thow sall cleirlie ken
All faithfull trew Christianes, from fals dissemblit men.


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To the faithful Reder.

Thir Uearse ar sweit and rycht delicius
Unto the hartis of Godlie men, I ken;
But to the weked tha ar rycht odius,
And comptit folie with all vnfaithful men.
For of the Godlie, that schew the trade and ways,
How tha thame selfis heir vpon earth dois gyde;
And of the weked, thair vice and grit decaye;
Quhilk manassing tha can no wayis abyde.
Humblie heirfore I walde ilk man exhort
Thame self to trye out, be this subsequent,
Gyf vice or virtew dois maist in thame resort:
Quha findis him gyltie, God grant he may repent!
So be it.

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Begynnis the Conferrence.

The chosin children of God, and sones elect,
Reiosis cheiflie to heir his blissit wourd:
The sons of sathan, quhilkis ar from God reiect,
Abhorris that same more nor ane two edgit swourd.
The Godlie will with pacience Imbrace
Dew Admonitioun for thair vice and sin:
The wekit can nocht, in the contrair cace,
Sustene reproche, syne byde thair wittis within.
The godlie will in to gude pairt sustene,
Dew chaistisment for thair Sin and offence:
Punysche the wekit, tha will alwayis complene,
As geue tha wer opprest be violence.
The godlie men with pietie ar opprest
To see thair Brethren in necessitie:
The Hypocreitis ar neuer at ease nor rest
But quhen the faithfull sustenis miserie.
The Godlie men will do no man bakbyte,
Nowthair in patent nor in to priuie place:
In blasphemie the wekit dois delyte,
And frome Iniurie his toung can neuer cease.
The Godlie man will vse no mokkerie,
And will no wayis with sic vaine maters mell:
The Hypocreit will skorne contynewallie,
And neuer can finde ane falt in to him sell.
The Godlie men will vse no fraude nor gylis,
And will be laith to sute men to the law:
The Hypocreitis ar euer breding wylis,
And passing how, thair broder to owrthraw.
The Godlie men ar full of gentilnes,
Of Lawtie, Loue, and liberalitie:
The Hypocreitis ar full of gredines,
Of Aueryce, and Pegeralitie.

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The Godlie men, tha do support the pure,
And geuis thame glaidlie of thair geir and gude:
The Hypocreitis dois take more thocht and cure
How tha may reaue from thame thair daylie fude.
The Godlie men Elykewise ar content,
Als weill in neid as in prosperitie:
The Hypoccreitis, quhen geir is frome thame went,
Tha blaspheme God in thair aduersitie.
The Godlie men detestis all vice and Sin,
And all transgressouris and thair companie:
The Hypocreitis, tha do delyte thairin,
Leading thair lyues in all Impietie.
The Godlie men, no brybs nor buds will take,
To hurt the ane pairt, nor to helpe the vther:
The Hypocreit will thinke no schame nor lak,
Buds to receaue, and tha wer fra his broder.
The Godlie men will serue ane God allone,
Quhilk maker is of Heauin, the earth, and seye:
The Hypocretis makis gods mony one,
With quhome tha do commit Idolatrie.
The Godlie men in all thair wayis ar plaine,
And cheiflie euer onto thair faithfull brother:
The Hypocreitis ar fenȝeit, fals, and vaine;
Will saye ane thing, and syne will do ane vther.
The Godlie ar repleit with lawlynes,
With louyng kyndnes, and humelytie:
The Hypocreitis, thocht tha it nocht expres,
Ar full of hicht, dispyte, and tyrannie.
The Godlie labours for vnitie and peace,
For concorde, kyndnes, and tranquilytie:
The Hypocreitis dois neuer stanche nor cease
To rais discorde and Innanymitie.

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The Godlie luffis thair Pastours, for thair cure,
And will be sorie to se thame want or wrangt:
The Hypocreitis regairds nocht, we ar sure,
Thocht all the preachours on the earth wer hangt.
The Godlie men will still cleue to Gods wourd,
Thocht tha to death for it suld be persewit:
The Hypocreit, sa sone as cummis the swourd,
Will it denye, and sweir he neuer knewit.
The Godlie men setts God before all things,
Before thair lyues, thair guds, [&] geir, or lands:
The Hypocreitis, before God puts thair kings,
Dispysing God, his lawis, and his commands.
The Godlie men ar knawin be thir merks,
Rycht as the daye is tryit be the lycht:
Euin so the wekit, be thair vicius werks
Ar so espyit, as derknes schewis the nycht.
For as no wayis, the fyre, it can be knawin
To be ane fyre, withouttin heit or lycht:
No more the faithfull, except gude werks be schawin,
Can notit be for to be Christianes rycht.
The preist, & Leueit, the quhilk did nocht support

Luc. x.


The woundit man in to his greif and paine,
Could nocht be comptit faithful in no sort

Luc. xvi.


As was the helpfull trew Samaritaine.
Nor ȝit the Gluttoun, quha fed delicius,
Could nocht be said to haue fidelytie,
That petiit nocht the puré Lazarus,
Quhen Dogs did schew in him more cherytie.
Q[u]hairthrow the Gluttoun vnto the hell was sent,
That had no reuth nor pietie on the pure:
All Hypocreitts that lykewise dois offend,
With him in Hell sall harbreit be most sure.

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Thus, thocht we boist, Christianes to be,
Except gude werks proceid out of our spreits,
We ar bot membris of Iniquytie,
And ar nocht els bot verray Hypocreits.
Lat ws heirfore schew furth with al our mycht
Our godlie werks of mercy and of loue:
Quhairthrow we may be kend of euery wycht,
The faithfull seruands of God that rings aboue.
Lat leud affectionis and all Impieteis
Be mortefiit in to our membris all,
That tha may nocht, quhilks ar our Inymeis,
No vther thing bot Christianes ws call.
Godlie, heirfore Reioyse, that hes thir sings!
Ȝe may be sure that God hes ȝow elect!
Bewaill, ȝe weked, that in sick vicis rings!
But ȝe repent, the Lord hes ȝow reiect!
All ȝe, heirfore, that hes Gods wourd profest,
And maid with God and man, that blyssit band,
Stand ferme and stable, gyf ȝe wald cum to rest,
for now the Fan approchis fast at hand.
Se that no ryches, nor wardlie pomp nor glore,
Mak ws schrink bak now frome the veritie!
And quho so dois, to thair grit schame but more,
God will disclose thair vile Hypocresie.
Eternall God! thy faithfull flok defend!
Preserue thame, Lord, for now and euer more!
And grace, and peace, vnto thy subiects send,
That seiks nocht els, bot to set furth thy glore!
Quod William Lauder.