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The true copies of the letters between the reverend father in God John Bishop…The true copies of the letters betwene the reuerend father in God Iohn Bisshop…
The true copies of the letters between the reverend father in God John Bishop of Sarum and D. Cole upon occasion of a sermon that the said Bishop preached before the Queens Majesty, and her most honourable Counsel. 1560. Set forth and allowed, according to the order appointed in the Queens Maiesties iniunctions. Cum gratia & privilegio Regiæ Maiestatis per septennium.The true copies of the letters betwene the reuerend father in God Iohn Bisshop of Sarum and D. Cole vpon occasion of a sermon that the said Bishop preached before the Quenes Maiestie, and hir most honorable Counsel. 1560. Set forthe and allowed, according to the order appointed in the Quenes Maiesties iniunctions. Cum gratia & priuilegio Regiæ Maiestatis per septennium.
London: printed by John Day, 1560
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 Reply. Sarum.
IF you will not prosecute your suite, it is reason ye be cast in a non suit. But ye do best to make ⟨image 58⟩a delay, for ye know ye have to do […] them that have seen your evidence
IF you will not prosequute your suite, it is reason ye be cast in a non suit. But ye do best to make ⟨image 58⟩a delay, for ye know ye haue to do 〈…〉 thē that haue sene your euidēce
Ye say ye keep your proofs until some better tim, when they may serve, and take place. When Pompei, a noble gentleman of Rome, was marching forth to fight in yt field against his enemy Julius Cesar, and •ato an old grave Senator, one of the same party, had showed him he wited men, tush quoth he, I shall have men enough, for as soon as I shall but stamp the ground with my force, ye shall see spring up a swarm of Soldiers. Afterward when the field was sought & Pompei discō fitted, and began to fly with much dishonour, O sir said Cato, where is now your promise, why stamp ye not the ground, when shall we see your swarm of soldiers? even ⟨p. 57⟩