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The black devil or the apostate Together with the wolf worrying the lambs. And…The blacke devil or the apostate Together with the wolfe worrying the lambes. And…
The black devil or the apostate Together with the wolf worrying the lambs. And the spiritual navigator, bound for the Holy Land. In three sermons. By Thomas Adams.The blacke devil or the apostate Together with the wolfe worrying the lambes. And the spiritual navigator, bound for the Holy Land. In three sermons. By Thomas Adams.
London: printed by William Jaggard, 1615London: printed by William Iaggard, 1615
Title page typeset from the transcription.
THE Spiritual Navigator BOUND For the Holy Land.THE Spirituall Nauigator BOVND For the Holy Land.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
There you shall see a knot of Gallants laid along on this glass, that have run headlong at Pride. There a Corporation of Citizens, that have run at Riches. Here a rabble of Drunkards that ran apace to the Tavern: there a crew of cheaters, that posted as fast to Tyburn. Thus the Devil laughs to see men so wildly running after vanity; and this glassy s• so easily hurling up their heels. It is reported of the Irish, that they dig deep trenches in the ground, and pave the surface over with green turues: that their suspectless enemies may think it firm ground. This World is the devils vaulty Sea, full of trenches and swallows: ⟨p. 42⟩[…] ⟨p. 43⟩[…] ⟨p. 44⟩which he paves over with glass: the way seems smooth, but it is slippery: his intention is mischievous, ut lapsu graviore ruamus, that we may have the surer and sorer fall. He that walks on this slippery glass had need of three helps. Circumspect eyes, sober feet, & a good staff in his hand.
There you shall see a knot of Gallants layde along on this glasse, that haue runne headlong at Pride. There a Corporation of Citizens, that haue runne at Riches. Here a rabble of Drunkards that ranne apace to the Tauerne: there a crew of cheaters, that posted as fast to Tyburne. Thus the Deuill laughes to see men so wildely running after vanity; and this glassy s• so easily hurling vp their heeles. It is reported of the Irish, that they digge deepe trenches in the ground, and paue the surface ouer with greene turues: that their suspectlesse enemies may thinke it firme ground. This World is the deuils vaulty Sea, full of trenches and swallows: ⟨p. 42⟩〈…〉 ⟨p. 43⟩〈…〉 ⟨p. 44⟩