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The second [seventh] sermon of Master Hugh Latimer which he preached before the Kings…The seconde [seventh] sermon of Maister Hughe Latimer which he preached before the Kynges…
The second [seventh] sermon of Master Hugh Latimer which he preached before the Kings Majesty [with?]in his graces palace at Westminster, the xv. day of March [-xix day of April], M.ccccc.xlix.The seconde [seventh] sermon of Maister Hughe Latimer which he preached before the Kynges Maiestie [with?]in his graces palayce at Westminster, ye xv. day of Marche [-xix daye of Apryll], M.ccccc.xlix.
printed by John Day, 1549printed by Jhon Day, 1549
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I chanced in my last Sermon to speak a merry word of the new shilling (to refresh my auditory) how I was like to put away my new shilling for an old groat,1 I was herein noted to speak seditiously. Yet I con fort my self in one thing, that I am not alone, and that I have a fellow. For it is, Consolatio miserorom. It is the comfort of the wretched to have company. When I was in trouble, it was objected an said unto me that I was singular,2 that no man ⟨image 50⟩thought as I thought, that • loved a singularity in all than I did, and that I took away. contrary to the king, and the whole parliament, and that I was travailed with them, that had better wits then I, that I was contrary to them all. Marry sir this was a sore thunder bolt. I thought it an irksome thing to be a lone, and to have no fellow. I thought it was possible it might not be true that they told me. In the .vii. of John the Priests sent out certain of the Jews to bring Christ unto them violently. When they came into the temple and hard him preach, they were so moved with his preaching, that they returned home again, and said to them that ⟨image 50⟩sent them. Nunquam sic locutus est homo ut hic homo. There was never man spake like this man. Then answered the Pharyses: Num et vos seducti estis? What ye brainsick fools, Ye hoddy pecks. Ye doddy polls,3 ye huddes, do ye believe him? are you seduced also? Nunquis ex Principibus credidit in eum.
I chaunced in my last Sermon to speake a mery worde of the newe shilling (to refreshe my auditory) howe I was lyke to put away my newe shillynge for an olde grote,1 I was herein noted to speake sediciously. Yet I cō fort my self in one thyng, that I am not alone, and that I haue a fellowe. For it is, Consolatio miserorom. It is the comforte of the wretched to haue companye. Whē I was in trouble, it was obiected an sayed vnto me that I was syngular,