Medicine -- Anecdotes; Physicians -- Great Britain
"Offering humbly salutacyon with dew reverance. I certyffy
yor mastershepp that I am now in Skotlonde in a lyttle
universite or study namyd Glasko, where I study and practyce
physyk as I have done in dyverse regyons and servyces for
the sustentacyon off my lyvyng, assewring you that in ye
parts that I am yn ye king's grace hath many hundred and in
manner all men of presence (except some skolastycall men)
that be hys adversarys. I resortt to ye Skotysh king's howse
and to ye erle of Aryn, namyd Hamylton, and to ye Lord
Evyndale, namyd Stuerd, and to many lords and lards as well
spyrytuall as temporal, and truly I know their mynds, for
they takyth me for a Skotysh man's sone, for I name my
selff Karre, and so ye Karres kallyth me cosyn, thorow ye
which I am in the more favor. Shortly to conclude; trust you
no Skott for they wyll yowse flatterying wordes and all ys
falshold. I suppose veryly that you have in Ynglond by
hundred and thowsand Skotts and innumerable other alyons,
which doth (specyally ye Skotts) much harme to the king's
leege men throw their evyll wordes, for as I went thorow
Ynglond I mett and was in company off many rurall felows,
Englishmen that love nott our gracyose kyng. Wold to Jesu
that some were ponyshed to geve others example. Wolde to
Jesu also that you had never an alyen in yor realme,
specyally Skotts, for I never knew alyen good for Ynglond
except they knew proffytt and lucre should come to them so.
In all parts of Chrystyndome that I have travylled in I know
nott V Englishmen inhabytants except only scholers for
learning. I pray to Jesu that alyens do in Ynglond no more
harme to Ynglonde, and yff I myght do Ynglonde any servyce,
specyally to my soveryn lord the kyng and to you, I would do
ytt to spend and putt my lyfe in danger and jeberdy as far
as any man. God be my judge. You have my hartt and shall be
sure of me to the uttermost of my pore power. for I am never
able to make you amends, for when I was in greatt thraldom,
both bodyly and goastly, you of yor gentylnes sett me att
liberte. Also I thank yor mastershepp for yor grett kyndnes
that you have shewed me att Bysshopps Waltham, and that you
gave me lycense to come to you ons in a qwarrtter. as sone
as I come home I intende to come to you to submytt my selff
to you to do with me what you wyll. for for lak of wytt
paradventter I may in this wrettyng say that shall nott
content you. but god be my judge I mene trewly both to my
sovereyngne lord the kyng and to you. when I was kept in
thrawldom in ye charterhouse and know neither ye kyngs noble
acts nor you, then stultycyusly throw synstrall wordes I dyd
as man of the others doth, butt after I was att lyberte
manyfestly I aparsevyd ye ignorance and blyndnes that they
and I wer yn.
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