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An abridgement of the book of acts and monuments of the ChurchAn abridgement of the booke of acts and monumentes of the Church
An abridgement of the book of acts and monuments of the Church: written by that Reverend Father, Master John Fox: and now abridged by Timothy Bright, Doctor of Physic, for such as either through want of leisure, or ability have not the use of so necessary an historyAn abridgement of the booke of acts and monumentes of the Church: written by that Reuerend Father, Maister Iohn Fox: and now abridged by Timothe Bright, Doctour of Phisicke, for such as either through want of leysure, or abilitie haue not the vse of so necessary an history
London: printed by I. Windet, 1589
Volume 2 › Book 11: The eleventh Book.Volume 2 › Book 11: The eleuenth Booke.
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.
The day following in the morning, he was delivered to certain of the Queens guard to be carried to Coventry, there to be burned. The first night he lay at S. Albans, where master Grimoalde did speak with him, a man of greater gifts then constancy: after master Saunders had given him a lesson meet for his lightness, he took a cup into his hands, asked him if he would pledge him of that cup of which he would begin to him unto him: to whom Grimoald shrugging, said: of that cup in your hand I will pledge you,1 but of that other which you mean, I will not promise you. Well, (said master Saunders) my deer Lord Jesus Christ hath begun to me of a more bitter cup then mine shall be, and shall I not pledge my most sweet Saviour? Yes I hope.
The day following in the morning, he was deliuered to certaine of the Quéenes gard to bee carried to Couentrie, there to be burned. The first night he lay at S. Albones, where maister Grimoalde did speake with him, a man of greater giftes then constancie: after maister Saunders had giuen him a lesson méete for his lightnesse, he tooke a cuppe into his hands, asked him if he woulde pledge him of that cuppe of which hée woulde beginne to him vnto him: to whom Grimoald shrugging, saide: of that cuppe in your hand I will pledge you,1 but of that other which you meane, I will not promise you. Well, (saide maister Saunders) my déere Lorde Iesus Christ hath begunne to mee of a more bitter cup then mine shalbe, and shall I not pledge my most swéete Sauiour? Yes I hope.
- 1Sweet sayings of Laurence Saunders.
After they were come to Coventry, the same night, he was put into the common gaole among other prisoners: ⟨p. 125⟩