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A Christmas banquet garnished with many pleasant and dainty dishes, newly preparedA Christmas bankette garnyshed with many pleasaunt and deynty disshes, newely prepared
A Christmas banquet garnished with many pleasant and dainty dishes, newly prepared by Theodore BasilA Christmas bankette garnyshed with many pleasaunt and deynty disshes, newely prepared by Theodore Basille
printed for John̄ Gough, 1542printed for Iohn̄ Gough, 1542
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
PHIL. They rehearse the saying of christ in the gos. of John: Verily, verily ⟨image 10⟩I say unto you,1 except ye eat the flesh of the son of man, & drink his blood, ye have no life in you. But he that eateth my flesh & drinketh my blood, hath eternal life, & I will raise him up at the last day. For my flesh is very meat, and my blood very drink, he that eateth my flesh, & drinketh my blood, he dwelleth in me, and I in him. This putteth us in remembrance when we eat our meat of the breaking of Christs most blessed body and the shedding of his most precious blood & by the remembrance of it, & the believing of the same, our souls at that very present, are no l•sse fed & sustained, than our bodies are with the meat that is brought unto us in these dishes.2 And this remembrance of christs death, maketh us to be thankful unto God the father, & to endeavour our selves to live worthy his inestimable kindness, & in all points ⟨image 11⟩to do our diligence y• God may dwell in us by his spirit, & we in him through that faith, which worketh by charity.
PHIL. They reherse ye sayenge of christ in ye gos. of Iohn̄: Verely, verely ⟨image 10⟩I saye vnto you,1 excepte ye eate the fles•he of ye sonne of mā, & drinke his bloude, ye haue no lyfe in you. But he that eateth my flesshe & drinketh my bloud, hath eternall lyfe, & I wyll rayse hym vp at the last day. For my flesshe is very meat, and my bloud very drynke, he that eteth my flesshe, & drinketh my bloud, he dwelleth in me, and I in him. This puttethe vs in remembraunce when we eate oure meate of the breakynge of Christes moost blessed body and the sheddīg of his moost precious bloud & by the remembraūce of it, & ye beleuyng of the same, our soules at that very present, are no lsse fed & susteyned, than oure bodyes are wyth the meate yt is brought vnto vs in these dysshes.