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Yeres, and therewithall haue consideration of this heauy
spectacle, whereunto vnhappy fortune hathe presently brought me)
but doeth greatly maruell of so sodaine mutation and change
vnlooked for so mutch as these three score and Ten or twelue
Yeares sithens I came into this Worlde, and began to proue the
vanities thereof, I was neuer suspected, touched, or found
guilty of any crime which was able to make me blushe, or hide my
face, although (before God) I doe confesse my self to be the
greatest and most abhominable sinner of al the redeemed flocke
of Christ. So it is notwythstanding, that sith I am prest and
ready to render mine accompte, and that Death, the Graue and
wormes do dailye summon this wretched corps of myne to appeare
before the Iustyce seate of God, still wayghtyng and attending
to be carried to my hoped graue, this is the houre I say, as you
likewise may thinke wherein I am fallen to the greatest damage
and preiudice of my Lyfe and honest porte, and that which hath
ingendred thys synyster opynyon of mee, may peraduenture bee
these greate Teares which in abundaunce tryckle downe my Face as
though the holy scriptures do not witnesse, that Jesus Christ
moued with humayne pitty, and compassion, did weepe, and poure
forth teares, and that many times teares be the faythfull
messengers of a man’s innocency. Or else the most likely
euidence, and presumption, is the suspected hour, which (as the
magistrate doth say) doth make mee culpable of the murder, as
though all houres were not indifferently made equall by God
their Creator, who in his owne person declareth vnto vs that
there be twelue houres in the Day, shewing thereby that there is
no exception of houres nor of minutes, but that one may doe
eyther good or ill at all times indifferently, as the party is
guided or forsaken by the sprite of God: touching the Irons
which were founde about me, needefull it is not now to let you
vnderstand for what vse Iron was first made, and that of it
selfe it is not able to increase in man eyther good or euill, if
not by the mischieuous minde of hym which doth abuse it. Thus
mutch I haue thought good to tell you, to the intent that
neyther teares nor Iron, ne yet suspected houre, are able to
make me guilty of the murder, or make me otherwyse than I am,
but only the witnesse of mine owne conscience, which alone if I
were guilty should be the accuser, the witnesse, and the
hangman, whych, by reason of mine age and the reputation I haue
had amonges you, and the little time that I haue to liue in this
World shoulde more torment me within, than all the mortall
paynes that could be deuised: but (thankes be to myne eternall
God) I feele no worme that gnaweth, nor any remorse that
pricketh me touching that fact, for which I see you all troubled
and amazed: and to set your harts at rest, and to remoue the
doubts which hereafter may torment your consciences, I sweare
vnto you by all the heauenly parts wherein I hope to be, that
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