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The devils banquet described in four sermons [brace], 1. The banquet propounded, begun, 2.…The deuills banket described in foure sermons [brace], 1. The banket propounded, begunne, 2.…
The devils banquet described in four sermons [brace], 1. The banquet propounded, begun, 2. The second service, 3. The breaking up of the feast, 4. The shot or reckoning, [and] The sinners passing-bell, together with Physic from heaven / published by Thomas Adams ...The deuills banket described in foure sermons [brace], 1. The banket propounded, begunne, 2. The second seruice, 3. The breaking vp of the feast, 4. The shot or reckoning, [and] The sinners passing-bell, together with Phisicke from heauen / published by Thomas Adams ...
London: printed by Thomas Snodham for Ralph Mab, 1614
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.
I intended brevity in the broaching these stolen waters; the matter forceth me to prolixity against my will. Lust hath many friends in these days; many Promoters, whereby she insinuates her self to the world. Among all, those in print do most mischief. Libri Sybaritici, as the same sin-guilty Martial calls them; Books of Epicurism and Sensuality. Ovids amatories have bright and trite covers, when the book of God lies in a dusty corner. The Devil plays with us, as Hippomenes with Atalanta, 1seeing us earnest in our race to Heaven, throws us here and there a golden Ball, an idle Pamphlet. If Cleanthes open his Shop, he shall have Customers: Many a Traveller there sets down his staff; though he pulls off his eyes with Ovids dole: Cur aliquid vidi, 2cur n•xia lumina feci? Why have I so covetously beheld these vanities? Paucis de Philosophià gust•ndum, 3was the old charge: let few drink at the fountain of Philosophy: but we are drunk with that, ⟨p. 63⟩all Philosophy condemned. The Stationer dares hardly venture such cost on a good Sermon, as for an Idle Play: it will not sell so well: wicked days the whiles. Oh that they were all condemned to an Ephesian fire;4 that we might say, as Alcibiades of that Athenian heap of burning scrolls, Nunquam vidi ignem clariorem: We never saw a clearer fire.
I intended breuitie in the broaching these stollen waters; the matter forceth mee to prolixitie against my will. Lust hath many friends in these dayes; many Promoters, whereby shee insinuates her selfe to the world. Among all, those in print doe most mischiefe. Libri Sybaritici, as the same sinne-guilty Martiall calls them; Bookes of Epicurisme and Sensuality. Ouids amatories haue bright and trite couers, when the booke of God lyes in a dustie corner. The Deuill playes with vs, as Hippomenes with Atalanta, 1