Recently Recovered "Lost" Tudor Plays with some others
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Recently Recovered "Lost" Tudor Plays with some others
English drama -- Early modern and Elizabethan, 1500-1600; Interludes, English; Moralities, English
_Ambo._ Go we, for we two will go thither,
Thereas we will make merry, by this light!
[_They go out. Enter_ ACTIO _and_
EUGENIO.
_Actio._ A, sir, I have been long away;
I said I would see you by the light day. C2,_v._
_Eug._ There hath be a fair array.
Where we two have be,
There was laying of the law,
And all was not worth a new straw,
So God help me!
_Actio._ Sir, I saw the wench that did your neck claw,
That bare in her hand a gay gewgaw;
Methought it was like a paw
Of a whiting;
She held me with a tale of titmary tally,
Till my thrift was gone as quit as a dally.
God wot, it is a nice thing.
_Eug._ Peace, man! ye shall hear a sermon i-fashion
Of the eagle that riseth full high;
If he do hear thy exclamation
He will make thee to fly.
_Actio._ Not in a string, I trow.
Peace! for he is come now. [_Enter_ ST. JOHN.
_St. John._ O men unkind, wretched and mortal,
Hearken to this parable that I shall tell.
_Eug._ The hearing thereof give you I shall.
_Actio._ And I to do by your counsel, if ye say well.
_St. John._ Now I begin; give good audience!
Two men ascended once to a temple to pray, C3,_r._
Their conversation having great difference.
It was the Pharisien and the Publican, I say.
Two ensamples by them perceive we may.
The great pride of the Pharisee:
Other men's faults he dispraised aye,
And his own counsel hid under false hue.
In the Publican's prayers there was than
A great excellence of meekness;
He despised himself, a wretched man,
Thinking each creature exceeded him in goodness.
His faults he did confess
With great sorrow for his transgression.
And in the Pharisee's prayer did express
Of full pride and adulation.
He prayed not, but praised himself there,
Standing upright with a pert face.
The mass beginneth with _Confiteor_,
And endeth with _Deo gratias_.
Even the reverse he did in this case.
There the mass endeth, he began proudly,
Making no confession of his trespass,
But said _Deo gratias ago tibi_,
In that he thanked God he was not to blame,
But in that he thanked Him not with very meekness.
Three species of sin he rehearsed by name
In which all sins be comprehended express.
By raveners is understand covetise;
In unrightful to say pride of him than;
In advoutry all lechery that men can rehearse.
And thus he excused himself, and slandered the publican.
I pay my tithes, he said also; C3,_v._
And so he did, but not of the best.
In that cayme he was like to,
For he tithed alway of the worst.
Twice in the week, he said, he did fast;
From meat and drink he did, but not from deadly sin;
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