A04468:4957
A defence of the Apology of the Church of England containing an answer to…A defence of the Apologie of the Churche of Englande conteininge an answeare to…
A defence of the Apology of the Church of England containing an answer to a certain book lately set forth by M. Harding, and entitled, A confutation of &c. By John Jewel Bishop of Salisbury.A defence of the Apologie of the Churche of Englande conteininge an answeare to a certaine booke lately set foorthe by M. Hardinge, and entituled, A confutation of &c. By Iohn Iewel Bishop of Sarisburie.
Imprinted at London : In Fleetestreate, at the sign of the Elephant, by Henry Wykes, Anno 1567. 27. OctobrisImprinted at London : In Fleetestreate, at the signe of the Elephante, by Henry VVykes, Anno 1567. 27. Octobris
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.
If I translate, [Greek or Hebrew], Unà nutritos, Fed together, ye tell the world, It is Falsehood, it is foul corruption. Thus, ye say, I should have translated it,1 Eodem cibo alitos, Fed with one kind of meat: as if [Greek or Hebrew] in Greek, were not Unà in Latin, or had not Relation to the Place. Deal herein with your friends, M. Harding, as you may: The Greek Reader will allow you no such Translations. If I happen to say, M. Hard, saith, The thing, that we receive in the Sacrament, is no Bread, 2Ye cry, Alarma: Look, ye say, in my Book, Reader: M. ⟨image 388⟩Jewel is an untrue man: Here he is taken with a lie: Mark well: I say, It is not Bread: I say not, It is No Bread. Not Bread, ye say. No Bread, ye say not: As if there were so many miles distance between No and Nor.
If I translate, 〈non-Latin alphabet〉, Vnà nutritos, Fedde togeather, yee telle the worlde, It is Falsehedde, it is fowle corruption. Thus, yee saie, I shoulde haue translated it,1 Eodem cibo alitos, Fedde vvith one kinde of meate: as if 〈non-Latin alphabet〉 in Greeke, were not Vnà in Latine, or had not Relation to the Place. Deale herein with your frendes, M. Hardinge, as you maie: The Greeke Reader wil allow you no sutch Translations. If I happen to saie, M. Hard, saithe, The thing, that vvee receiue in the Sacramente, is no Breade, 2Yee crie, Alarma: Looke, yee saie, in my Booke, Reader: M. ⟨image 388⟩Ievvel is an vntrue man: Here he is taken vvith a lie: Marke vvel: I saie, It is not Breade: I saie not, It is No Breade. Not Breade, yee saie. No Breade, yee saie not: As if there were so many miles distance bitweene No and Nor.
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