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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.
— Nec enim lex aequior ulla est Quàm necis artifices, art• perire sua. No juster Law can be devised or made, Then, that sins agents fall by their own trade.
— Nec enim lex aequior vlla est Quàm necis artifices, art• perire sua. No iuster Law can be deuis'd or made, Then, that sinnes agents fall by their owne trade.
The order of Hell proceeds with the same degrees; though it give a greater portion, yet the same proportion of torment. These wretched guests were too busy with the waters of sin; behold now they are in the depth of a pit, where no water is. Dives, that wasted so many Tuns of Wine, cannot now procure water, not a Pot of water, not a handful of water, not a drop of water, to cool his tongue. rDesideravit guttam, qui non dedit micam. A just recompense. He would not give a crumb; he shall not have a drop. Bread hath no smaller fragment, then a crumb; water no less fraction then a drop. As he denied the least comfort to Lazarus living, so Lazarus shall not bring him the least comfort dead. Thus the pain for sin, answers the pleasure of sin. Where, now, are those delicate morsels, deep carouses, loose laughters, proud po•t, midnight revels, wanton songs? Why begins not his fellow-guest with a new health? or the Music of some ravishing note? or, if all fail, hath his fool-knavish Parasite no obscene jest, that may give him delight? Alas! Hell is too melancholy a place for mirth. All the Music is round-echoing groans: all the water is muddy with stench: all the food anguish.
The order of Hell proceedes with the same degrees; though it giue a greater portion, yet the same proportion of torment. These wretched guests were too busie with the waters of sinne; behold now they are in the depth of a pit, where no water is. Diues, that wasted so many Tunnes of Wine, cannot now procure water, not a Pot of water, not a handfull of water, not a drop of water, to coole his tongue.