The resurrection of the mass/ with the wonderful virtues of the same/ newly set forth unto the great hearts ease/ joy and comfort of all the catholics/ by Hugh Hilary. (?) joan. 1. ¶ Come and se. ¶ Imprinted at Strasburgh in Elsas/ at the sign of the golden Bibell/ In the month of August. the year of our LORD. 1554. ☞ The book to the Reader. ALl ye that true catholics be And love our mother holy Church/ Make haste and come hither to me I will teach you godly to wourche. Doctrine both old and ancient Of father Duns and friar Thomas/ Shall ye here find/ if ye be bend To believe in the blessed mass. Of Christ and his holy Gospel Of true faith/ hope and charity/ I have nothing at all to tell For that doth not belong to me. Of the mass is my whole matter And of what great virtue it is/ If to know that/ ye do desire Here in me ye shall it not miss. Away with your Communion And with all your English service/ Come to mass with good devotion For that will bring you to heavens bliss. In that ye shall see your maker Which made both heaven and earth so round Come therefore with all humble manner That good Catholyks ye may be found. joan. 3. ¶ This is condemnation/ that light is come into th● world/ and men have loved darkness more the● light. ¶ The resurrection of the Mass. The Mass speaketh. _●Esurrexi & adhuc sum tecum May I now sing maugre mine enemies/ For to England again am I now come After a most goodly and princely wi●e. O●/ as one all dead & long hid in grave And as one bayred from all honest company/ Yea/ as a capon long penned up in the cave Exiled have I been miserably. From Rome I came/ I can it not deny A city in times passed most flourishing/ Of the famous God's Idolatry Had I without fail my first beginning. Pope's many were my father's/ as stories tell eight hundred years they were in begetting me/ My mother thought my a daughter full fell Seeing in so long time/ she could not be free. My mother Idolatry was common To many a Pope in the mean while/ Yet trusty and true to that shaven nation Was she always/ and never them beguile. And although so many holy fathers Had to do with her at their pleasure/ Yet be ye certain that of none others Was she known/ so faithful did she endure. As the holiness is incomparable Of all my fathers at every hour/ So likewise great and inestimable Is my mother's honesty/ worship and honour. Thus of noble parents was I at the last Brought forth as a Goddess perfect and pure/ My virtue in all places did I forth cast Of their salvation making men sure. There is no disease in all the country Whither it be pocks/ piles/ or other sickness/ But to heal it I have ability Helping all kind of people in their distress. Messeied swine and mangy horses likewise Do I cure/ and chickens that have the pyppe/ A winchester goose to heal is my guise No kind of disease do I overhip. If ought be lost/ I am very profitable To bring it again to the true owner/ To give rain or fair weather/ I am able When soever to me men make their prayer. If the husband be weary of his wife Or else the wife weary of her husband/ I cause the one to have but a short life That each to other may be no more band. Again/ if that the maids do want husbands Or young men's wives at any season/ They need not lope over many streets or lands But haste to me with all expedition. I give husbands and wives at my pleasure to all people except my smeared shavelings/ Them by no means to marry/ can I endure But to run a whoring above all things. They may live/ Sinon east, tamen cau●e Like great common Bulls in every town/ From marriage therefore/ I will have them free That their holy order may not come down. Nothing defileth me/ but honest marriage Whoredom and adultery/ I can right well abide. I will therefore that my massers of every age Do i'll from matrimony at every tide. My thorelynges to Rune/ at large I think best And their children to sit by other men's fire/ For so shall they always find most rest And be most meet to serve my desire. Moreover/ to bold bawds & lusty lawyers To ruffling ruffyns and drowsy dronckardes/ To Matthew make shift/ and such others As deeply love/ both dice and cards. To Perjurers/ thieves and murderers To stinking Sodomites and adulterers/ To pollers'/ pyllers' and usurers Am I loving/ kind and gentle e'ers. I refuse (so gentle am I more kynnde of people Be they never so wicked and ungodly/ Chief/ if they will come to the sign of the steeple And like ghostly children hear mass devoutly. The worse for God/ the better for me I am as common as the barber's chair. The trumpet and I are like in each degree The best of us/ both can not lightly appair. Come to me who list/ and they shallbe sure To have good success in all their doing/ For my virtue is great/ if it may● endure And far surmounteth all earthily thing. Thus ye see of what great excellency I am in every kind of matter/ There is no disease or malady But I have a salve for it ever. And as I am for diseases profitable And for all other things of the body/ So to help all kaind of people I am able If to come to me/ they will themselves apply. Gold/ silver/ richesse/ glory and honour Fame/ renown/ and worldly felicity/ House/ land/ lordship/ village/ town & bowrd Do I give to all them/ that come unto me. Whatsoever in this world is contained Is mine to give at mine own pleasure/ Fall down and worship me with hearts unfeigned And ye shall want no worldly treasure. Therefore my Chaplains and servants dear If these gifts ye will enjoy at my hand, Look that ye every day mass do here For it is good/ I will you to understand. See that ye rise betimes in the morning With an heart defyrous to honour me/ And assoon as the Sexton doth the bell ryng● Look that in the church straightways ye be. Take holy water/ & cross yourself in the forehea● Make courtesy mannerly/ and kneel down devoutly. Draw as nigh to the aultare as can be devised And in all points behave yourself solemnly. give good ear to that my chaplain doth say Although ye understand nothing at all/ Shake your head/ and life up your hands alway And fetch sighs also both great and small. Be ever praying of your ave Mary For that is a prayer fullgracious/ Look that at the Gospel ye stand up mannerly And make courtesy at the name of jesus. The Gospel ended/ kneel down again As wise as ye were before ye stood up. For to stand long it were to much pain Chief if it were late/ when ye did sup. But when my Chaplei● come to the heaving Of that little great God above his head/ Look that then meekly ye fall to crouching Lifting up your hands with heart unfeigned. Cry out O my Lord and my Saviour In the alone is all my confidence/ I will magnify the at every hour For thou art a God of most excellence. Look that ye honour this God above all things Which is halden up between the priests hand/ For he is a God of Pope Innocentes making The third of that name/ I do you to understand. Pope Nicolas also and pope Urban Did much help to the perfection of it/ So did friar Thomas that pratye man And many other more/ as it is fit. Think that these words, Hoc est corpus meum Be of so great strength/ virtue and power/ That they are able to make Gods own son To come from heaven in the minute of an hour. And although ye both se/ feel and tas●e bred Yet must ye needs believe the contrary For holy Church hath full determined That it is Christ's natural body. And though it be worm eaten/ furyed or mould And so ●ryncke/ that noman can it abide/ Yet our mother holy church would Ye should believe it God both back and side. And although it be against the nature Of the Sacrament to be Christ's natural body/ Yet must ye believe it both steadfast and sure According to pope Innocentes decree. And albeit Christ and holy writ do say That Christ's real body is in heaven only/ Yet se that ye be stout/ and say alway That in the Sacrament it is really. And albeit it fighteth with the verity Of Christ's body real and natural/ In many places at one time to be Yet the contrary believe you shall. And although Christ and his Apostles all With the old Doctors and reason doth persuade/ That it is not Christ's body natural Yet say ye/ it is very God that all made. And steke you strongly to the determination Of our mother holy Church catholic/ And if any be of contrary opinion Burn him out of hand like an heretics. See that ye continue alway in this faith That the Sacrament is Christ's natural body/ Flesh/ blood and bone/ as pope Nicolas sayeth And in this faith remain till ye die. And what if you for thus believing Go to the devil my great grandde father/ Fear ye not/ my Chaplains for you shall sing And never leave till they you deliver. For I am so mighty that I am able Even damned souls to dispatch out of hell/ Craianus story proveth this veritable Which by me was relieved/ as they do tell. Therefore ye my dear & loving massehunters When soever my chaplains holy and devout/ Heave up that little great God/ se that ye e'ers Fall to knocking and kneeling round about. Again/ when the chalice/ blessed mought it be Is holden up above the priests head/ lift up your hands and eyes/ that all may s● Ye be devout people and well disposed. In the holy chalice ye shall understand Is Christ's very true and natural blood/ Therefore to honour that also are ye bond For the holy Popes have so thought it good. After that ye have seen that godly sight Fall to prayer again devoutly. Serve some good saint with all your might● Either with a Pater noster or ave mary. But hear ye? when the second sacrye comes And your God is dandled about the chalice/ Look that then ye start up with good devotion And to honour your God most humbly device. Look upon that new found God earnestly Worship him/ honour him/ and reverence him to, Believe him to be your Saviour only Your redeemer and mediator also. Again/ when the Pax is carried about Se. that ye kiss it with all humility/ All the mass time look ye appear devout That ye may seem good catholics to be. When the priest comes to s. Ihons' Gospel And blesseth him as he were wood/ Do ye so likewise/ for I plainly you tell Against wicked spirits it is very good. When the priest hath once said, Deo gracia● And kys●e the aultare in s●ead of a woman/ Than may ye well know/ that done is the mass And home may ye go/ as wise as ye came. But before out of the Church ye depart Look ye take holy water fool devoutly/ Sprynckle yourself with that from the very heart And make a cross in your forehead solemnly. All these things once done with good devotion Ye may do that ye will all the day after For ye have offered to God such an oblation That ye can not anger him in any matter. Now may ye fall to bolling and bibbing To dicing/ to carding and to whorehunting/ To polling/ to pilling/ and to false bribing To quarreling/ to fight/ to scolding and chiding. What ye list/ that do/ and be not afraid For amends is made by hearing of mass All things aforehand be all ready paid Fear not/ for I have set you in a good case. Let this than be your daily exercise first in the morning to hear mass devoutly. And afterward whatsoever ye practise It shall come to pass/ I warrant you/ luckily. My power is wonderfully my virtue is great My dignity passeth all things mortal/ In me/ in me alone is all goodness ●et Therefore now unto me let all men fall. Thus have I declared to you partly What profits ye massehunters get by me/ But know ye/ that not for the body only But for the soul also I serve in each degree. The souls that lie burning in Purgatory Miserably puling for want of soccure/ By me they are redeemed speedily And brought out of their pain in half an hour. The mass of Requiem is of great strength When for a soul it is either song or said/ It always helpeth without fail at length Though the soul with sin/ be never so decayed. A trental of masses is very profitable For a soul departed at every season/ For that unto glory without any fable Will bring the soul with all expedition. But not for purgatory souls only Am I profitable and stand in s●ead/ The souls also/ which in hell fire do lie Are oft by me from their pains redeemed. Unto the very hells doth my virtue pierce When for any soul I am song or said/ Satan that tyrant/ both cruel and fierce Is of me and my power greatly afraid. My noble presence maketh the devil to roar And all the flames of hell shortly to quench/ My royal presence causeth evermore All the infernal pains quickly to stench. Yea/ from the dungeon of hell to heaven so high Do I cause the damned souls for to ascend/ To me/ to me therefore let all men apply If to come to glory they do intend. By me the souls of saints in heaven also Are lauded/ praised and magnifyde/ As the mass of Gaudeamus omnes in domino Doth right well declare at every tide. God and our Lady with the good saints all Apostles/ martyrs/ confessors and virgins/ With all the holy Angels seraphical By me do rejoice/ as most loving twines. Thus ye see in Purgatory/ heaven and hell I reign as a most triumphant Empress/ So that to them/ that in those places do dwell My virtue doth extend both more and les. What shall I speak of my beneficence Toward the souls of them that be mortal/ To save their soul's/ I am of great excellence When soever on me they earnestly call. My Chaplains/ thorough me offer daily For all such as with money do them hire/ a holy sacrifice propitiatory And so deliver their souls out of the mire. The sins of the whole world/ thorough me Are clearly remitted and put away/ My mighty power is to make them all fire Which for remission of sins, money do pay. Whatsoever sin is committed Be it pride/ whoredom/ theft or blasphemy/ By me it is utterly dispatched And the sinners made both pure and holy. For cleansing of the soul/ noman doth need To seek after any other Physician/ Be that list unto me/ for to make speed Shall have of me a sufficient purgation. As men daily do grievously offend So must they have a daily sacrifice/ To be rid of your sins/ if ye intend To haste unto me/ ye must needs device. For in me/ my marked merchants each on● Offer up Christ the son of God daily/ They crucify him again/ though he be go●● And offer a sacrifice propitiatory. And the sacrifice that they do offer Is of so great efficacy/ might and pour As that which Christ offered to his father When he hanged on the Cross at the last houred By Christ's death/ the sin original Was only put away/ as many hold But I dispatch all sins universal As witness my Chaplains/ both stout and bold. Foolish are they therefore/ that take thought for sy● As though it were a burden intolerable/ ●eyng for a little money they may win forgiveness of sins/ and become unculpable. When the mass begyves/ they may be sinful But before the mass be perfectly ended/ My smeared Chaplains/ all sin from them shall pull And make them to be thoroughly saved. For the blessed mass is not so soon said Of the massing Chaplains at the altar/ But all the debts for sins are wholly paid And they brought again to God's favour. Thus in heaven/ earth/ hell and Purgatory I reign as a most triumphant Goddess/ All things are blessed by me/ and made wealthy Delivered from sorrow and all distress. Again/ what a number of idle bellyde priests Besides monks/ hermits/ canons and friars Do I feed/ to be makers of Christ's Which otherwise should fall into the briars. I make them to be had in reputattion I make them to sit highest at the table. I make them to be called Sirs/ every one I make them worshipful and honourable. I make them in their apparel to be galant and pleasant in every man's sight I make them greatest in every degree I make them makers of God almighty. I make them to walk in goodly long gowns With typpet●es of sarsenet about their necks I make them to wear forked caps on their shaven crowns I make them to do what they list without checks. I make them of the labour of other men's hands. To live idly like men of great substance/ I enrich them with gay houses and lands I make them to live all in pleasance. I make them in love with other men's wives I make their children to sit by other men's fires/ I make them to lead pleasant & wealthy lives Even according to their hearty despres. I make them searchers of all men's secrets Thorough holy auricular confession/ I make them to play many pretty feats And yet few spy their abomination. By me alone they maintain their whoring Their horses/ their hauckes/ their hands & their spamnels/ By me alone have they their pleasant living Bunning here and there/ or where they list else. I make the order of priesthood honourable I only/ am the s●aye of all massmongers/ It is I that make the mass priests able To match with the best/ and to be called masters. If I were not/ they should have many evil haps If I were not/ their gouns should soon be thread bare If I were not/ their hair should grow thorough their carps. If, were not/ they should have both cark & care. I would therefore that noman should marvel Though massingpriestes do stoutly hold with me/ For they are certain/ and do know right well That the best flower of their garland I must be. Therefore when ye hear them loud lie at Paul's cross As many in their sermons have done of late/ Blame them not/ for they have had a longlosse Therefore it is now high time for them to prate. Masses/ Purgatory and praying for the dead Are the chief pillars of their popish kingdom/ If these three things were once abrogated Then come they straightways unto confusion. I wolden therefore/ that my chaplains should prate hard For these three things above all other/ Or else their kingdom shall never go forward By sweet saint Marry/ Christ's own mother. For holy auricular confession I would have them also prate hard/ hard/ hard For if they have not that popish invention Their market will be altogether marred. By that they shall know all men's secrety By that/ they shall sit as Gods in men's conscience By that they shall bring the people wonderfully Into all submission and obedience. By that they shall make Lords to them for to lout● Ladies and gentlemen shall they bring under/ By that as Gods they shall reign round about And know where stuff is against the next year. Thus have I told you part of my virtues And what I am able to do in every place/ I suppose ye think them very strange news Yet shall ye find them true by our Lady of gracen. My massing chaplains and the massehunters Know these things too be true that I have spoken/ Their diligent coming to the mass e'er Is hereof a very manifest token. Oh/ sometime here in England gloriously I reigned as a Goddess supernal/ Till God's word/ in the time of king Henry Began to be known in places over all. Thorough the scripture and other treatises With the sermons of divers learned men/ To be espied began my fantasies So that many to me did not greatly lean. Yet thorough the stoutness of some prelate's Which ever loved me for my father's sake/ I still continued among my pyldepates And the most part of men did me well take. Notwithstanding/ my people religious As monks/ canons/ hermits/ nuns and friars/ Began among the people to be odious And were called hypocrites and liars. Their hypocrisy and feigned holiness Came to light every day more and more/ Their unchaste chastity also certes Made all good people them to abhor. Their abominable life was so manifest Besides all their wicked Idolatry/ That all godly men together thought it best All their houses to suppress utterly. Suppressed they were unto my great discomfort And both the I and they at the doors thrust out/ Few had we then/ that would us support So were we compelled to range about. Yet in parishes and churches cathedral In colleges also was I s●yl maintained/ There I found favour/ what soever did befall And among them was I greatly commended. Yet was my courage wonderfully slain To see me out of the monasteries exiled/ For I thought always/ I should have been fain Out of this realm shortly to have fled. For many began my juggling to perceive And what an enemy I was to Christ's blood/ They said I should no longer them deceive Therefore to banish me/ they thought it good. And without doubt so had it come to pass If the stout prelate's had not styked hard to me/ But they humbly kneeled before the kings grace And said/ it wer●●etie, it should so be. Many reasons out of dun and dorbel They brought forth in the parliament house/ But out of God's word never a deal No/ not so much as was worth appylde lous. Yet their reasons went for payment amonnge them And I found by act of parliament/ To be necessary ad salutem For the quick and dead/ a godly intent. At the making of the vi articles done was this A right good parliament for my shavelings/ If that might remain/ we should never do amiss But evermore rule like Lords in all things. Now was it made both burning and hanging To speak against me or that little great God/ No better could I have had it by wishing Than for these new fellows to have such a rod. Now thought I myself in a goodly case And so sure/ that I should never decay/ Every mancalled me the most blessed mass And waited on me like a Goddess alway. Iraygned/ I rule/ I was in my ruff. I was song/ I was said in every cost/ Man/ wife & child called me pure good s●u●fe And magnified me to the uttermost. Well was I till certain of the new learning Began to sturte up after their old fashion/ Against me and the little great God speaking Calling us both horrible abomination. Then began my buttocks for fear to quake I thought my destruction to be at hand/ But the prelate's did the matter up take And those heretics stoutly withstand. For shortly they burned them/ as their wont is So vehement and hot is their charity/ Thinking by this means to do high service Unto Gods most excellent majesty. Somewhat cheered again after that I was And rained like a Goddess most nobly/ Yea/ I was in a wonderful good case Till the death of that mighty king Henry. After his death I began to wax faint For I that before was taken for a goddess/ Could not now be admitted for a saint An Idol to call me/ they did not cease. A sacrifice propitiatory Was I afore/ both for the quick and dead/ Yea/ and that no salutem necessary By act of parliament adjudged. Now am I proved no sacrifice at all But a plain enemy to Christus passion/ A Mammet and Idol they do me call Worthy to be brought unto utter confusion. In the beginning of king Edward's reign They called me first to examination/ Myself I did so slenderly maintain That all men might see my weak foundation. For of God's word I have no ground at all That plainly doth condemn me the truth to tell/ At Rome had I my first original Of a number of Pope's/ as it befell. Clouted and patched like a beggars cloak Was I/ God knoweth/ foul evil favouredly/ Rags they brought out of their popish poke And cobbled them on me after their fancy. What mine own name mean/ I can not declare No/ the papists themselves can it not define/ Although herein they have taken full great care And would very gladly the truth out fine. This word missa hath been diligently sought And yet can they not find/ whereof it come/ They study about a matter of nought This am I certain/ that I came from Rome. first when I was at the bar arraigned A certain simple maid/ called the communion/ Before all the company/ me grievously accused And laid to my charge much abomination. She called me a thief and a God robber An harlot and a spiritual whore/ Saying that I and my massers together Had utterly driven Christ out at the door. Ye take upon you/ quod she/ to offer sacrifice For the sins/ both of the quick and the dead/ Which only pertaineth to Christ's office As by the scriptures it is clearly proved. Ye corrupt the words of the lords supper And add of your own imagination/ Ye rehearse them also in hocker mocker That the people have no edification. Ye set up a strange God to be worshipped Made of bread/ like unto a waffer cake/ Of wicked pope Urban/ this have ye learned And thus the true living God do ye forsake. The Sacrament of Christ's body and blood By you Antichristes' is defiled utterly/ merchandise ye make of it/ as ye were wood And daily to your chapmen ye sell it for money/ The congregation/ by Christ's appointment In perfect love should receive it together/ But to eat it alone is your intent Standing like filthy swine at the altar. To the good plain people ye turn your backs And play many a pratye juggling cast/ Brandon the iuglare had never goodlier knacks Than ye have at your mass/ both first and last. At your mass ye mock ye mow/ ye breath/ ye blow At your mass ye kiss/ ye lick/ ye kneel/ ye knock/ At your mass about the chalice your God ye throw And dandle him up & down liken Robin Rodocke. At your mass/ like charmers and conjurers Ye make your crosses for fear of spirits/ At your mass ye bless oft with your greasy fingers I think it be for avoiding evil sights. At your mass ye stand nodding in your memento Like Bedlam jacks/ clean out of your wits/ At your mass like shackled geese ye hop to & fro Now standing/ now kneeling/ as it come by fits. At your mass like chuffs ye eat & drink alone Clean contrary to Christ's institution/ The people look upon you/ but they kan get none Which doubtless/ is a great abomination. At your mass/ ye sup and sup/ & still ye sup Till that ye leave nothing at all behind/ Than bless ye the people with an empty cup And send them home/ both ignorant and blind. At your mass/ God is openly blasphemed At your mass/ Christ's blood is dishonoured/ At your mass/ all Idolatry is committed At your mass/ the lords supper is defiled. At your mass/ the simple people are blinded At your mass/ many blasphemies are done/ At your mass/ all good men with sorrow are filled At your mass/ the devils in hell have delectation. All good men utterly abhor the mass All good men will not be present at it/ All good men cry out upon her and alas All good men wish her hence for to flit. Where the mass is/ there is no true religion For it is the head spring of all Idolatry/ Where the mass is/ there is all superstition Wickedness and abominable hypocrisy. None is to be found so common an whore So notable an harlot/ so stout a strumpet/ As the mass is/ though she go from door to door With thousands in one day to meddle/ she will not let. Who therefore weighing these abominations Will not consent to banish the mass/ Seeing she is so full of superstitions And set God's people in so damnable a case. If ye love God/ his word and Sacrament Bannishe this whore away from among you/ Let her no longer be here permanent lest worse plagues do here after ensue. Bannishe her/ and away with her altars Down with the pyxes that hang sohye/ Your copes and vestiments with all such matters Away with them as things of villainy. After she had on this wise told her tale To banish me all with one voice did consent/ I spoke/ but nothing could I prevail To conclude/ unto Rome streighwayes I went. Pope Paul welcomed me very heartily So did the Bishops and Cardinals each one/ To whom/ when I had told my matter playul● ave Maria/ they made wonderful moan. Full surely they culled and kissed me And bad me be on a good comfort/ Though the whole world/ daughter do forsake the Yet will we/ said they/ still the support. Their words/ I tell you/ warned me at the heart As though it had been ginger of the best/ I was glad/ those father's did not from me start For with them yet I thought/ I should have rest. After this came monks/ canons and friars nuns/ hermits/ anchors and anckresses/ All these welcomed me with goodly attyers And made of me even as if a goddess. Moreover/ bold bawds and lusty layers Ruffling ruffyns/ and drowsy drunkards/ Pollers/ pyllers'/ thieves/ and murders With all such as love both dice and cards. Perjurers/ usurers/ bribe takers also Papists/ sodomites/ hypocrites likewise/ With all the rabble of naughty packs to and fro All these swarmed about me after their old guise. They welcomed and welcomed me again joyful they were to behold my visage/ Many of them said/ I had taken great payn● Seeing I had come so long a voyage. In Rome I tarried a certain space To see what favour the people bore to me/ With the godly wise I had but little grace They judged me a very Idol to be. I hear also/ that in France and Italy such as to the studies Theological/ doo their minds unfeignedly apply Set by me and my chaplains nothing at all. In Polelande also/ Portugal and Spain. In Flaunders/ Scotland and in many realms more/ I am like shortly to have but little gain For many of them begin from me to go. What shall I speak of Denmark & Germany With many noble countries and city's beside/ They all have forsaken me utterly And are gone from me/ both far and wide. They that the Gospel truly understand And by the light thereof espy my juggling/ Will no longer unto me be bond But i'll from me/ as from a pestilent thing. So that besides mine old customers Which to you heretofore I rehearsed/ I have neither friends nor yet lovers That favour me with hearts unfeigned. And yet as I hear/ some of my old acquayfaunce Begin to fall from me daily more and more/ Which is to me certes a great grievance And will hereafter prove to a foul sore. The end I afore see evidently I shall surely be banished at/ the last/ For many do now myiugling espy So that out at the doors I must be cast. Every plant that my heavenly father Hath not planted/ sayeth Christ in the Gospel/ Shall be plucked up by the roots for ever Though the world be never so wood and fel. Of God am not I planted without doubt A daughter I am of the Pope's begetting/ Therefore must I also be rooted out When the time doth come of Gods appointing. Even as other fantasies of men are gone So must I follow/ will I/ nill I/ We shall all trudge by one and by one That God alone may have all the glory. We may thorough the help of hypocrites Flourish daily/ and prosper for a while/ But yet shortly shall we not be worth three mites Be judged of the people in every isle. remembering these things/ it maketh me aghast And so doth it all my smeared shorelinges/ No marvel/ for than is all our glory paste And we may walk like a sort of starvelings. Thus was I in a great perplexity Although at Rome among my holy father's/ Fearing alway some great calamity To chance unto me and to my master's. Yet how friendly the devil was to me/ mark Being in great trouble/ not knowing where to stand One came post haste to me/ and said harcke/ harcke O good news/ good news out of England. I stood still/ what is the matter qood●? Edward the sixth/ king of England is dead/ Which banished wicked Idolatry● And all popish abomination suppressed. Being astonished with these sudden news I asked of him/ if these tidings were true/ Yea/ that they are/ quod he/ by the king of jews And that shall the Gospelers shortly rue. A sort of the preachers are cast in prison Some in the tower/ and some in the marshal seas/ Some in the fleet/ and some in the dungeon But from preaching/ all sort of them doceas. None preach now but papists with their shaven crowns They bear the rout in every pulpit/ They tru●ge up and down in their long gowns And making merry/ in every tavern they sit. And whereof do they prate/ preach I would 〈◊〉 Not of Christ nor of his holy Gospel/ But of the little great God they prate always Which among them/ chief beareth the be●. The Sacrament of the aultare/ sayeth each one After the words of consecration/ Is Christ's own body/ flesh/ blood and bone But how●ye may not ask such a question. It is enough that the church catholic Hath so determined the matter/ Who sayeth the contrary is an heretic And remediless must be brent with fire. They talk also of pick put see purgatory Declaring what aterrible place it is/ And have all men's souls must therein fry Before they can come to heavenly bliss. The hypocrites again stoutly do prate Of praying to saints in our adversity/ As though Christ were not an able advocate To help as in all our misery. Of images to be lay men's calendars They babble very oft in their sermons/ Wys●hing them to be set up as teachers In all temples and congregations. Against the marriage of priests they prate hard But clean without the holy scripture/ They would gladly have that go backward That in their whoredom they might still endure. For holy aurieulaxe confession They all take on/ as though they were would/ In must this come with all expedition Dr else/ say they/ we shall never do good. What shall I hold you/ said the tidings bringer/ With many words or with a long tale/ There was no kind of papistry ever But in England it is like to have good sale. Therefore Lady mass/ if ye will do well Make haste into England with all speed/ Friends shall ye have plenty/ I you tell Which will stand by you in all your need. Ye shall have ready against your coming Altars built up in most goodly wise/ And your priests ready to fall a juggling After their old and accustomed guise. For long before my coming away Masons were sent for in every place/ lime/ sand/ mortar/ stone and clay Were fetched into the churches apace. Aultare clothes/ corporasses and cruets Copes/ vestments/ albes/ book/ bell and chalice/ Candelstickes/ pair/ and such other trynckettes Be in a readiness after the best wise. Therefore hast/ post hast/ and haste for your life Never stint/ till that England ye se/ The papists shall ye there find very rife Which will receive you with sport and gle. To the holy father I hasted a pace To take my leave of him with all humility/ Whom I found in a very homely place As me thought/ not seemly for his degree. I perceive well/ all is not gold that thine Many speak against priests matrimony/ Which do themselves to much leudned incline Like stinking Sodomites most filthy. But let this thing pass/ I boldly stepped in As a daughter/ worthy such a father/ To declare the matter/ I did begin After a most humble and obedient manner. My tale told/ he greatly rejoiced As one that had much noble treasure found/ Once again to his play fellow he turned And said/ all our things will be well and sound. Is England come to this cases to this case? Which heretofore did us so greatly despise? What/ will she have again our daughter mass? Salue festa dies/ I like well this guise. My Indulgenses and pardons shortly Will take place/ I trust/ with toties quoties, My bulls/ my wax/ my lead and such pelfrye To bring us home money/ shall not now cease. If I might once again be admitted Supreme head of the church of England/ Will they/ nill they/ by me they should be ruled I would make them peasauntes/ and unto me band. Well daughter/ make hast/ and to England go Commend me to my friends/ both loving and dear/ Apply your matters both to and fro That shortly good news I may from you here. Thus I departed from his holiness And went to other of mine acquaintance/ Whom my news did so wonderfully please That it filled their hearts with joy and pleasance. biding them far well/ to England I hasted Oh/ what orator is able to express/ How joyful I was here received Welcome/ welcome/ they cried with great gladness. bishops/ priests and quondam religious I mean monks/ nuns/ canons and friars/ With all other people superstitious Were as glad as birds upon briars. All papists and all hypocrites again And all godless people made wonderful sport/ Of my return/ they were marvelously fain Saying: my sight did them greatly comfort. There was tossing of pots/ & making good there Dancing and leaping for the best game/ Drouncelettes were heard both far and near And many parts played clean out of frame. Mass is come/ mass is come/ they openly cried Of souls and bodies the alone saviour/ Let us now rejoice on everysyde And the holy mass/ both worship and honour. Thus of my coming/ all degrees were glad I mean all those that love the pope of Rome/ Only the Gospelers seemed to be sad And like people that were utterly undone. Streyghtways was I had to this & that aultare Where I was honourably entreated/ All papists came to me both near and far But the true Christians me utterly abhorred. They can not abide the sight of me But call me filthy Idol and Maumette/ From me/ as from the pestilence they i'll And as many as they can also let. But as for my old former acquaintance They be all mine both whole and sound/ If they may do ought/ I have good affiance That I shall never fall unto the ground. Thus I that in sight lately was dead Am risen again most triumphantly/ Christ's communion is n●w exiled And I in place set as a goddess most high. My priests that before with hair were overgrown. Are now both smooth & smircking shorelinges/ Their gotishe beards be now away thrown And their Cainlike crowns trimmed with shavings Their pied and thread bare gowns are away cast Their greasy forked caps are laid aside/ To se them so gay/ men are greatly aghast In all places now they so pleasantly glide. Money in their purses they have plenty To mask/ to mass they are so desired/ The Catholics for masses still do cry By this means/ my priests are greatly enriched. As for the godly ministers certain They are trounced in every place/ Specially/ if they be married men Such find but little mercy and grace. filthy whoring doth the papists well please Holy matrimony they can not abide/ To be married/ they think it a disease Not seemly for priests at any tide I doubt not/ but my praters at Paul's cross And other champions taking their part/ Will so from post to pillar them toss That they shall have little ease at their heart. I trust we shall so handle the matter That priests from their wives shall be separate● We also will them so spoil and beggar That we shall bring them to a poor state. Honest matrimony I can not abide massing/ and that can not agree together/ Married priests shall put their wijues aside Or else be handled after an homely manner. All preachers and favourers of the Gospel We will surely bring as low as we may/ But all such maskers as masses do sell We will promote and make them gay. I and my champions shall bear all the rout The protestants may go pick a salad/ We papists shall rule the roast round about And no man so hardy against us for to set. Thus shall I rule as a most noble goddess We shall all people both worship and honour/ To extol me my papists shall not cease Speaking good of me at every hour. But of one thing I must here give warning To all my lovers/ both faithful and dear/ That they be diligent in this one thing To darken the Gospel/ that it shine not clear. In siead of Christ's evangely Preach the real presence and transubstantiation/ Talk of pilgrimages and purgatory Of images and saints intercession. Preach justification of works and fire will Preach aurieulare confession likewise/ Preach that God's law we are able to fulfil Preach the masses/ propitiatory sacrifice. Preach ceremonies/ holy bread and holy-water Holy wax/ holy flax/ and holy relics/ Holy oil/ holy cream/ and holy ashes ever Holy candles/ holy fire/ and holysalow sticks. Preach against/ at the least corrupt always Whatsoever is found in the scripture/ That doth the popish law against say Though it be never so good/ true and pure. Against the alone justification of faith Preach stoutly/ and put will works thereunto/ Or else whatsoever the scripture sayeth Tell them/ unto heaven they can not go. To Christ's blood join the pope's purgatory Tell them/ that after this life they must also/ Be purged therein from all their villainy Or else unto heaven/ bliss can they not go. And here exhort all men of each degree To pray devoutly for the souls departed/ With solemn Placebo and Dirige And a mass of Requiem thereunto added. Tell them it is very meritorious And a good deed/ so for the souls to pray/ Masses and Diriges make them full joyous And cause their pains greatly to decay. Tell them that Christ is not so our mediator But we have need of some good saint also/ To be unto God our intercessor Or else unto heavens bliss can we not go. Tell them/ that auricular confession Devised by pope Innocent the third/ Is so necessary unto salvation That without it/ sins can not be remitted. Tell them/ that priests have power to forgive sin When so ever they say, Ego absoluote, Therefore/ their sins to confess let them begin And from all their sins/ they shall soon be free. Tell them/ that the gilding of images And painting of tabernacles also/ Hath been greatly praised in all ages And openeth a way unto heaven for to go. Tell them/ that pilgrimage going likewise Is very profitable for the soul/ Exhort them to bring in again that guise And to drink of s. edmund's pardon boulle. Tell them/ that to be buried in s. France's cowl Is very good for the soul's salvation/ Though it be never so lousy or foul As in their holy rule is made mention. Tell them/ that works done of a good insent Availeth no les unto salvation/ Then things appointed by God's commandment To be done of the Christian congregration. Tell them/ whatsoever holy church bid Though to the scripture it be clean contrary/ That of all men must be fulfilled And never ask any question why. Tell them/ they must it think it sufficient That holy church hath so ordained/ And though it be not God's commandment Yet tell them/ it must needs be obeyed. As the Idolatrous priests in times paste Cried/ the temple of the Lord/ the temple of the Lord/ So to cry/ let it ever be your caste The holy church/ the holy church with one accord. Deface the doctrine of the fore preachers So much as ye can/ to the uttermost/ By calling them cobblers/ tynckers and tailors And unlearned asses in every cost. But look ye call yourselves master doctor And Graduate of the university/ Preach in your hood/ and set forth your honour And so declare what learned men ye be. As for Dorbel/ Duns/ Thomas and Tartar Gabriel/ Lombarde/ master of the sentence/ Gorram/ Albert/ and other of that se●te Sa●e/ ye have seen them though many years ●ence. Tell them/ that the doctrine which ye teach now Is catholic/ old and old again/ Holy church did it always allow And in their counsels ever it maintain. Again I would have you like stout Nembroth Cryeout at Paul's cross against the Printers/ say/ that they are the cause/ that the world goeth So evil with our mother holy church eue●s. Say/ with their books they mar all the market And fill the whole realm with heresy/ For to read those books/ all the world is set And to holy church will not themselves apply. ●aye/ that all the books that have been printed Here in England/ by the space of six year●/ Are all with great heresies infected And well worthy to be set on a fire. The Catechisms/ and the book of comm● praye● The Homilies and Articles also/ With all other books entreating of the scripture Are worthy into the fire for to go. Inns out/ that all such books may be condemned Either by an act of parliament/ Or else by proclamation incalled And so afterward to be shortly brent. This thing shall advance my kingdom greatly And set both you and me in a goodly stay/ Therefore I would have you the matter to apply That it might be dispatched out of the way. Furthermore/ if there do any arise Speaking against me and my kingdom To lay hand on him straightways devise And cruelly cast him into prison. Menace him with words/ both fierce and fell Threaton him with faggot/ fire and halter/ And to put it in use/ ye shall do well That other thereby may learn to fear. I would not have you dispute with the scripture But rather with halter/ fire and faggot/ For these arguments are so strong and sure That none of them all can undo that knot. By far means again/ se what ye can do Promise them a benefice or prebend/ say/ ye will be their hearty friends also If they will become conformable and amend. Thus by foul or fair means prove mas●rise Though it be clean against your conscience/ And evermore/ let this be your devise To maintain me and my magnificence. If ye will do after this mine advertisement So shall both you and I right we● prosper/ But if ye begin to be negligent Then shall we soon perish altogether. Therefore/ if ye tender my dignity My worship/ my honour and my excellence/ Look that in these things diligent ye be So shall ye long enjoy my presence. Otherwise/ I shall surely be so hunted Of the protestants my fo●s mortal/ That to i'll again/ I shallbe compelled As a slave/ both miserable and thraul. And then shall ye also come down/ down/ And ●e had no more in estimation/ Laughed to scorn shall ye be with your shaven crown And utterly brought unto confusion. The cause why/ I give you such a charge is this It was told me of a friend sense my coming/ That the mass should be driven out of England twice And the second time shallbe passed all helping. The mass at the first time shall recover Her banishment right well/ quod that my friend But the second time shallbe for ever For banished shall she be unto the end. Again/ ye know Christ's prophecy Every plant that God hath not planted/ Shallbe plucked up by the roots utterly And be cast away/ as a thing feigned. Of God ceries have not I my foundation But of a sort of pope's patched together/ Therefore must I needs come unto confusion Because my foundation is so slender. I know also/ there are a great number Which come to me with very hollow hearts/ Wishing at the devil/ both me and my masses For playing such popish and juggling parts. such I tell you/ are not to be trusted Although outwardly they bear a fair face/ They do but look/ when I shallbe confounded Then will they cry/ down with her apace. Furthermore/ it standeth you also in hand To look upon this matter diligently/ For I do you all to understand The cause is yours also and not mine only. The papists/ quod my friend/ shall twice have a fall In this realm of England certainly/ The first right well recover they shall The second shallbe without remedy. They shall then of the people be so hated That none shall vouchsafe to have them at their board Yea/ of themselves they shall so be ashamed That they shall cover their crouns with a cowtourd. And then said he/ is their utter destruction come For after that time shall theey never more rise/ But Christ's gospel/ even unto the doom Shall in this realm flourish in most goodly wise. Of our first fall/ we have had experience Of that we may well judge what shall follow. Let us therefore takehede with all advertence For when that come/ then begin our sorrow. Watch therefore my chaplains & champions stout Take time/ while the time have ye may/ Pry/ spy/ and diligently look about For I tell you truth/ the time will away. Remember the lessons/ that I have given you Profitable they are for my kingdom/ Look that those diligently ye ensue Than to good fortune may we hap to come. We shall yet for a while triumph and reign We shall bear the rout/ & done with the Gospelers We shall pleasantly our estate maintain And of all men be counted jolly rufflers. You as gentle men shall reign in all contrise I as a goddess shallbe of great renown/ And by this means to sing I may devise Resurrexi & adhucsum tecum. ¶ valet & Plaudite. O aulas. O missas. O sacrifices. O concionatores. O sacerdotes. O presbyteros. O castos. O papistas. O ollas. O nugas. O carnifices. O cornicatores. O scortatores. O sacrilegos. O priapos. O Sodomitas. ☞ Ite Missa est.