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The vp-cheringe of the messe. | |
In_printed at London by Iohn_Daye and Willyam_Seres. | |
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Who hath not knowen or herd | |
How we were made a_feard | |
That magre of our beard | |
Our messe shulde cleane awaye | |
5 | That we did dayly saye |
And vtterly decaye | |
For euer and for aye | |
So were we brought in doubte | |
That all that are deuout | |
10 | Were like to go withoute |
The messe that hath no peere | |
Which longe hath taried here | |
Yea many an hundreth yere | |
And to be destitute | |
15 | Of that whiche constitute |
Was of the highe depute | |
Of Christe and his apostles | |
Althoughe none of the Gospels | |
No mencion maketh or tells | |
20 | We must beleue what ells? |
Of things done by councells. | |
Wherin the high professours | |
Apost[o]lique successours Apostolique] Apostlique 1548 | |
Take hole to be possessours | |
25 | And some wer made confessours |
Some of them were no startars | |
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But were made holi marters | |
Yet plowmen smythes and cartars | |
With such as be their hartars | |
30 | Will enterprise to taxe |
Thes auncyent mens actes | |
And holy fathers factes | |
Thoughe messe were made bi men | |
As popes nyne or ten | |
35 | Or many more what then? |
Or not of scripture grounded | |
Is yt therfore confounded | |
To be a supersticion? | |
Nay nay they mysse the quission | |
40 | Make better Inquysicion |
Ye haue an euyll condicion | |
To make suche exposicion | |
Ye thinke nothing but scripture | |
Is only clene and pure | |
45 | Yes yes I you ensure |
The messe shalbe hir better | |
As light as ye do set hir | |
The scripture hath nothing | |
Wher-by profyte to bryng | |
50 | But a lytyll preaching |
With tattling and teaching | |
And nothing can ye espie | |
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Nor se with outwarde eye | |
But must your ears applie | |
55 | To learnyng inwardlye |
And who-so it will folowe | |
In goods though he may walow | |
If scripture once him swalowe | |
She wyll vndo him holowe | |
60 | Wherfore no good messingers |
Will come within hir fyngers | |
But are hir vnder-styngers | |
For she wolde fayne vndo | |
All such as lyueth so | |
65 | To the messe she is an enymye |
And wolde distroye hir vtterlye | |
Wer not for sum that frendfully | |
In time of nede will stand hir by | |
Yet is the messe and she as lyke | |
70 | As a christian to an heretike |
The messe hath holy vestures | |
And many gay gestures | |
And decked with clothe of golde | |
And vessells many-folde | |
75 | Right galaunt to beholde |
More then may wel be tolde | |
With basen ewer and towell | |
And many a prety Iwelle | |
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With goodly candellstyckes | |
80 | And many proper tryckys |
With cruetts gilt, and chalys | |
Wherat some men haue malice | |
With sensers and with pax | |
And many other knackys | |
85 | With patent and with corporas |
The fynest thing that euer was | |
Alasse is it not pitie | |
That men be no more wittye | |
But on the messe to Iest | |
90 | Of all suche thinge the best |
For if she were supprest | |
A pyn for all the rest. | |
But harke to me a while | |
And marke ye well my style | |
95 | All ye that speake so vyle |
And woulde the messe exile | |
Tidynges I can you tel | |
She is like here to dwel | |
In dispite of the Gospel | |
100 | For al his lokes so snel |
And also I wyl proue | |
It wil the Gospel behoue | |
To sue to haue her loue | |
For within fewe yeres | |
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105 | He durst not for his eares |
Be sene in all this land | |
Nor harde nor had in hand | |
But she had by hym stande | |
He was hir seruaunt than | |
110 | Let him say what he can |
With him durst no man | |
Meddle more or lesse | |
But whan he harde messe | |
This must he nedes confesse | |
115 | Or eles in exposicions |
Or doctors dispu[t]icions disputicions] dispuicions 1548 | |
Such were the constitutions | |
And also institucio[n]s | |
Suche were their prohibicions | |
120 | And also inhibicions |
He durste not crie creake | |
Till he coulde englishe speake | |
But lyke an huddy-peake | |
Kepe warme hys braynes weake | |
125 | And nowe he is full cranke |
And conneth hir no thanke | |
But compteth hir as ranke | |
As any on the bancke | |
But maister Euangelium | |
130 | The tyme agayne may come |
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But wel ther mum | |
Ha, Ha, Hum. | |
Wel yet ther be some | |
That are not all dum | |
135 | That long hath hold theyr peace |
And were content to cease | |
Leste malice should encrese | |
To frie them in their grese | |
And nowe they be turned lose | |
140 | They passe not of a gose |
To saye the worst they can | |
By messe the powre woman | |
What did I call hir pore? | |
Naye some wyl cal hir whore | |
145 | And stireth a great vprore |
Some cal hir popes daughter | |
Some sayes she made manslau[gh]ter manslaughter] manslauhgter 1548 | |
Some turne hir to a laughter | |
Some wold they had not sought hir | |
150 | Som cursseth hym that brought hir |
And him that first taught hir | |
Some say she is a leache | |
To make whole scabes and bleache | |
Some saye she is good for byles | |
155 | And good for humbled heles |
And good for kowe or Oxe | |
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That chafid be wyth yockes | |
And good for hens and cockes | |
To kepe them from the fox | |
160 | They saye she is good for the pox |
And such as haue sore dockes | |
And as for gaulde horse-backes | |
That chafed be with packes | |
With panyers and wyth sackes | |
165 | No helpe they saye she lackes |
And good for meselde hogges | |
And also maungye dogges | |
But for a Winchester goslynge | |
They saye she passeth al-thing | |
170 | She bringeth wether cler[e]letter broken |
And seasonable yere | |
And if it neade agayne | |
They saye she bringeth raine | |
She seaceth thonder lowde | |
175 | And carieth euerie cloude |
They say the plage and pestilence | |
The feuer and the epilence | |
The popish messe expelleth hence | |
And grasse she maketh growe | |
180 | And fayre wynde to blowe |
And rule it highe and lowe | |
Her power is greate I trowe | |
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And some saye wedes and thornes | |
She kepeth from the cornes | |
185 | And yet some mockes and scornes |
And say hir pristes make hornes | |
On eueninges and in mornes | |
Thus do they hir defame | |
And slaunder hir good name | |
190 | Wherin they be to blame |
For I can good wittnes fet | |
That she neuer holpe on yet | |
Thus thei speake and spare not | |
And what thei prate thei care not | |
195 | For lowdly do they sounde |
That missa is not founde | |
Within the byble-boke | |
Who-so theron shall loke | |
And yet they be a_croke | |
200 | Amisse the marcke they toke |
Ther shal ye find misach | |
A wel, howe lyke ye thys knacke? | |
Wherefore loke about | |
And serche in and out | |
205 | For she is no lowt |
I put you out of doubt | |
She is not cleane forsaken | |
But very wel taken | |
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Yea yea be lakin | |
210 | She is worth a flicke of baco[n]letter broken or obscured |
And if it be well sought | |
She wil not so be bought | |
Yet may ye se hir for nought | |
In many holy places | |
215 | Within a fewe paces |
An holy holy thinge | |
Especially when they synge | |
With mery piping | |
And besy chauntyng | |
220 | We maye be veri glade |
That yet the messe is had | |
For al it is so bad | |
The people be as mad | |
As euer they may be | |
225 | The messe to here and se |
Auengaunce on it for me | |
For I am al-moste werye | |
I haue taken suche payne | |
To bringe hir home agayne | |
230 | Wherfore nowe totus mundus |
That round is and rotundus | |
Be mery and Iocundus | |
And sing the letabundus | |
With al the whole chorus | |
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235 | That here hath ben before vs |
And al the sely soules | |
That hereth messe in poules | |
And in al places beside | |
In london that is wyde | |
240 | Where messe is song or sayd |
And be nothinge affraed | |
That she shal go awaye | |
But tary whyle she maye | |
For she must long continue | |
245 | She hath suche greate retynue |
Stronge men of bone and sinue | |
Ye can no better wyshe | |
They wyl sticke to their stoc[k]fish stockfish] stochfish 1548 | |
And stande lyke lusty bloudes | |
250 | Aduenturinge lyfe and goodes |
And all to put in peril | |
For mastres missas quarel | |
And nothynge wil they shrincke | |
No more then for to drincke | |
255 | To sp[e]ake such as they thincke speake] spake 1548 |
No no they wyll not wincke | |
At matters to be sene | |
Nor let for king or quene | |
Ye gesse nere whom I meane | |
260 | Yet is it sayed I wene |
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He caried not al cleane | |
Yet hath he bolder ben | |
Then other fiften | |
Wherefore he maye be praysed | |
265 | That such a noyse is raysed |
And thorowe Englande voysed | |
That he woulde be so hardy | |
Thoughe he were taken tardy | |
He thought or he went thens | |
270 | To declare his consciens |
A man of muche sapience | |
And ful of goodly sentence | |
Wel lyke to wyn the audience | |
By his copious Eloquence | |
275 | If wel he might enchieued |
For many men beleued | |
That he coulde haue remeued | |
And wonne by his entent | |
Al that there were presente | |
280 | Alacke they were not bent |
To graunt or to consent | |
To suche thinges as he ment | |
He talked that religions | |
With al their prety pigions | |
285 | For good entent were wroughte |
God wotteth what he thought | |
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He spake it not for noughte | |
Though scripture he ne brought | |
But if he would haue sought | |
290 | He coulde haue proued it there |
Or a horse coulde lyke his eare | |
That taking awaye the il | |
They might haue stand stil | |
And in lyke case by Images | |
295 | And all maner of ceremonies |
But tushe let go thes bables | |
And al these fible-fables | |
The messe he did auaunce | |
And highly hir enhaunce | |
300 | To be of such perfection |
As neadeth no correction | |
Nor yet to haue infection | |
For al hir late detection | |
Nor worthie of suspection | |
305 | So cleare is hir confection |
And purenes of complection | |
By catholyke election | |
She semes to take erection | |
Aboue the resurrection | |
310 | Nor neuer was his lot |
In hir to spie a spot | |
But cleane from blurre and blot | |
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He loueth hir wel, god wot | |
There can no droncken sot | |
315 | Loue more the good ale-pot |
I dare saye at this howre | |
Thoughe he be in the towre | |
Yet doeth he styl honoure | |
The messe that swete flowre flowre] a flowre 1548 | |
320 | Wherfore ye priestes al |
That styl continue shal | |
With messinge in the temple | |
Forget not thys exemple | |
Of thys your father | |
325 | That ye maye the rather |
Obtayne the grace | |
To come to the place | |
Wher he doeth abyde | |
And loke ye do not slyde | |
330 | But sticke to hir harde |
Or elles all is marde | |
And whan ye may not chuse | |
Then must ye hir refuse | |
Ther wilbe heauy newes | |
335 | As euer came to the stewes |
The contrye is not fayre | |
And she liketh not the ayre | |
Wherfore if she appayre | |
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Nedes home she muste repayre | |
340 | There is no such remedie |
As is hir natiue contrie | |
And if she chaunce to dye | |
I cannot helpe it I | |
But synge place_bo | |
345 | Tut let hir gooe |
I wene we get no mo | |
A good mestres missa | |
Shal ye go from vs thissa? | |
Wel yet I muste ye kyssa | |
350 | Alacke for payne I pyssa |
To se the mone here Issa | |
Because ye muste departe | |
It greueth many an herte | |
That ye should from them start | |
355 | But what then tushe a farte |
Sins other shifte is none | |
But she must neades be gone | |
Nowe let vs synge eche one | |
Boeth Iak and gyll and Ione | |
360 | Requiem eternam |
Lest penam sempiternam | |
For vitam supernam | |
And vmbram infernam | |
For veram lucernam | |
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365 | She chaunce to enherite |
According to hir merite | |
Pro cuius memoria | |
Ye maye wel be soria | |
Full smale maye be your gloria | |
370 | When ye shal heare thys storia |
Then wil ye crie and roria | |
We shal s[e] hir no moria se] so 1548 | |
Et dicam vobis quare | |
She may no longer stare | |
375 | Nor here with you regnare |
But trudge ad vltra mare | |
And after habitare | |
In regno plutonico | |
Et Euo acronyco | |
380 | Cum cetu babilonico |
Et cantu diabolico | |
With pollers and piller[s] pillers] p iller 1548 | |
And al hir well-willers | |
And ther to dwel euer | |
385 | And thus wil I leaue hir. |
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