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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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There lacks a fourth thing to make up the mess,1 which so god help me if I were judge should be Haugum tuum, a tyburn tippet to take with him, and it were the judge of the kings bench, my Lord chief judge of England, yea, and it were my Lord Chancellor him self, to tyburn with him.
Ther lackes a fourth thynge to make vp the messe,1 whyche so god helpe me if I were iudge should be Haugum tuum, a tiburne typpet to take wyth hym, and it were the iudge of the kynges bench, my Lord chyefe iudge of Englande, yea, and it were my Lord Chanceloure him selfe, to tiburne wyth hym.
- 1A tyburn tippet for bribe takers & perverters of judgement.A tiburne tippet for brybe takers & peruerters of iudgemente.
There was with in these .xxx. years a certain widow,1 which suddenly was attached, had to prison, indited, condemned, and there were certain learned men that visited her in the prison. Oh I would ye would resort to Prisons, A commendable thing in a christen realm, I would wish there ⟨image 123⟩were curates for prisons, that we might say,2 the curate of Newgate, the curate of the fleet and I would have them well waged for their labour. It is a holy day work to visit the prisoners,3 for they be kept from sermons. There was that resorted to this woman, who, when she came to prison, was all on her beads, and nothing else, a popish woman, and savoured not of Jesus Christ. In process she was so applied that she tasted.