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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.
Actus tertii, Scena quarta.
Enter Aristippus and Thisbe.
This. Master I doubt not but my sudden coming Appeareth strange as being unexpected, The cause whereof I will relate unto you Without more circumstance, or vain preambles; I come here to accuse my self unto you; And to receive such punishment as your Discretion shall think sit for my offence; By me sir you have partly lost your son, I do confess I was an accessary, Though much against my will; when I perceived My mistress lived not well, but wronged your bed, Not only provident to shun the danger Might light upon my self for keeping counsel (If it should come to light by any other) But chiefly sorrowful for your mis-hap, Who should in recompense of all your kindness Unto your wife, reap such disgrace from her, I came one night to my young master Cnemon, (My self not daring to acquaint you with it) ⟨image 23⟩And told him there was one who used to play The lecher with my mistress, he enraged, Thinking that then they were in bed together, Took suddenly his sword into his hand, And notwithstanding that I told them then They were not at their sport, he would not hear me. But thinking that I had repented of Bewraying it, ran like a mad man forth Unto your bed-side with intent to kill Th'adulterer, what followed sir you know: Now to confirm that this I say is true, If so you please, this night isle show your wife My mistress Demeneta with her friend A bed together in a neighbours house Without the City.
This. Master I doubt not but my sudden comming Appeareth strange as being unexpected, The cause whereof I will relate unto you Without more circumstance, or vaine preambles; I come here to accuse my selfe unto you; And to receive such punishment as your Discretion shall thinke sit for my offence; By me sir you have partly lost your sonne, I doe confesse I was an accessary, Though much against my will; when I perceiv'd My mistris liv'd not well, but wrong'd your bed, Not onely provident to shun the danger Might light upon my selfe for keeping counsell (If it should come to light by any other) But chiefly sorrowfull for your mis-hap, Who should in recompence of all your kindnesse Vnto your wife, reape such disgrace from her, I came one night to my yong master Cnemon, (My selfe not daring to acquaint you with it)