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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 certain gentle, ⟨image 141⟩man a professor of the word of God (he sped never the better for that ye may be sure) who was accused for murdering of a man, where upon he was cast into prison. And by chance as he was in prison one of his friends came unto him for to visit him, and he declared to his friend that he was never guilty in the murdering of the man. So he went his ways, the gentle man was arraigned & condemned, and as he went to his execution, he saw his friends servant, and said unto him. Commend me to thy master, and I pray the tell him, I am the same man still I was when he was with me.
There was a certayne gentle, ⟨image 141⟩man a professour of the word of God (he spedde neuer the better for that ye maye besure) whoo was accused for murtheryng of a manne, where vppon he was cast into prison. And by chaūce as he was in pryson one of hys friendes came vnto hym for to visite hym, and he declared to hys friende that he was neuer gylty in the murtheryng of the man. So he wente hys wayes, the gentle man was arayned & condempned, and as he wente to hys execusion, he sawe hys frendes seruaunte, and sayd vnto hym. Commende me to thy master, and I praye the tel him, I am the same man styl I was when he was wyth me.
And if thou tarry a while, thou shalt see me dye. There was suit ⟨image 141⟩made for this mans pardon, but it could not be gotten.1 Belike the Sheriffs or some other bare him no good will. But he dyed for it. And afterward I being in the Tower, having leave to come to the Lieutenants table. I heard him say that there was a man hanged afterward, that killed the same man for whom this Gentle man was put to death. O Lord what bearing, what bolstering of naughty matters is this in a Christian realm? I desire your Majesty to remedy the matter,