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…

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.⁴ Quam suavis est dominus. She had such a savour, such a sweetness and feeling that she thought it long to the day of execution. She was with Christ already, as touching faith.

Ther was wyth in these .xxx. yeares a certain widdow,¹ which sodaynly was attached, had to pryson, indyted, condempned, and there were certayne learned men that visited her in the prison. Oh I would ye woulde resorte to Prysonnes, A commendable thynge in a christen realme, I woulde wyshe there ⟨image 123⟩were curates for prisonnes, that we myght saye,² the curate of Newegat, the curate of the flete and I woulde haue theym well waged for theyr laboure. It is a holy daye worcke to vyset the prisoners,³ for they be kept from sermons. Ther was that resorted to thys woman, who, when she came to preson, was all on hyr beades, and nothinge else, a popysh woman, and sauered not of Iesu Christe. In processe she was so applyed that she tasted.