A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 6 by Unknown
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To love my Lord God above all earthly gain;
Whereby all this while I stand in great dread, That if I should God's statutes disdain, In wretched state then I should remain. Thus crieth my conscience to me continually, Which if you can stay, I will yield to you gladly. CARDINAL. I can say no more than I have done already. Thou heardest that I called thee heretic and fool: If thou wilt not consent to me, and that speedily, With a new master thou shalt go to school. HYPOCRISY. Thou hast no more wit, I see, than this stool, Far unfit to dispute and reason with my lord: He can subdue thee with fire and sword quite with one word. TYRANNY.[49] Come follow apace, Sensual Suggestion, Or else I will leave you to come all alone. SUGGESTION. You go in haste, you make expedition: Nay, if you run so fast, I will none. This little journey will make me to groan. I use not to trouble myself in this wise, And now to begin I do not advise. TYRANNY. |
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