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The saints sacrifice
The saints sacrifice: or, a commentary on the CXVI. Psalm Which is, a gratulatory psalm, for deliverance from deadly distress. By William Gouge, D.D.The saints sacrifice: or, a commentarie on the CXVI. Psalme Which is, a gratulatory psalme, for deliverance from deadly distresse. By William Gouge, D.D.
London: printed by George Miller for Edward Brewster, 1632
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
Aristippus steps forth, and strewing ashes on his head, s•ith:
Aristip. I brought not up my son, ye men of Athens To see him come unto this end, but rather To be a staff to stay my age upon; As soon as he was borne his education Was good and civill, when he did attain ⟨image 16⟩To riper years, I set him to our schools And Academies there to study arts, And Mathematic sciences, besides, According to the laws of this our City, Made him free denizen, yet notwithstanding He hath not only cast behind his back These favours of my love, but diversely Both injured me, and beaten this good woman, Who by our laws is now my second wife; And not content herewith, one night he came Unto us with a drawn sword in his hand (When we in bed suspected no such thing) In mind to kill us both, and was no farther From being a parricide but that by chance His sword by sudden fear fell out his hand, Which 'Demeneta my good wife took up: Therefore I flee to you most learned Judges, And though I might by law of this our Senate Slay him with my own hands, yet I appeal Unto your justice, and commit my cause To your grave censures, counting it more sit To punish this my son by public law Then private bloodshed.
Aristip. I brought not up my sonne, ye men of Athens To see him come unto this end, but rather To be a staffe to stay my age upon; As soone as he was borne his education VVas good and civill, when he did attaine ⟨image 16⟩To riper yeeres, I set him to our schooles And Academies there to study arts, And Mathematicke sciences, besides, According to the lawes of this our City, Made him free denison, yet notwithstanding He hath not onely cast behind his backe These favours of my love, but diversely Both injur'd me, and beaten this good woman, Who by our lawes is now my second wife; And not content herewith, one night he came Unto us with a drawne sword in his hand (When we in bed suspected no such thing) In mind to kill us both, and was no farther From being a paracide but that by chance His sword by sudden feare fell out his hand, Which 'Demeneta my good wife tooke up: Therefore I flee to you most learned Judges, And though I might by law of this our Senate Slay him with my owne hands, yet I appeale Unto your justice, and commit my cause To your grave censures, counting it more sit To punish this my sonne by publike lawe Then private bloodshed.