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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 was a searcher in london, which executing his office displeased a merchant man, in so much that when he was doing his office, they ware at words, the merchant man threatened him, the searcher said▪ the king should not lose his custom. The merchant goes me home & sharps his woodknife, & comes again & knocks him on the head & kills him, they that told me the tale say it is winked at, they look through there fingers & will not see it.
Ther was a searcher ī london, which executing his office displeased a marchaunt man, in so muche that when he was doing his office, they ware at wordes, the marchāt man threatned hym, the searcher saied▪ the king shuld not lose his custome. The marchant goes me home & sharpes his woodknife, & comes againe & knockes hym on ye head & killes him, they yt told me the tale sai it is winked at, they loke thorow ther fyngers & wyll not se it.
Whether it be taken up with a pardon or no I can not tell, but this I am sure,1 & if ye bear with such matters the devil shall bear you away to hell. Bloodshed & murder would have no bearing It is a heinous thing bloudshedynge & especially voluntary murder & prepensed murder. Form Numerye God sayeth it polluteth the whole realme▪ 2Polluitur illa terra, et ••non potest expiari sine sanguine. The land can not be purged nor cleansed again till his blood be shed that shed it. It is the office of a king to see such murders punished with death.3 Non frustra gesta gladiū What will ye make of a king? He beareth a sword before him, (not a Pecokes feather) I go not about to stir you now to cruelty, ⟨image 139⟩