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A tragedy of Abraham's sacrifice, written in frenchA tragedie of Abrahams sacrifice, written in french
A tragedy of Abraham's sacrifice, written in french by Theodore Beza, and translated into English, by A.G. Finished at Powles Belchamp in Essex, the xj. of August. 1575A tragedie of Abrahams sacrifice, written in french by Theodore Beza, and translated into Inglish, by A.G. Finished at Povvles Belchamp in Essex, the xj. of August. 1575
London: printed by Thomas Vautroullier, 1577
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.
Abraham. O God my God, thou seest my open hart, And of my thoughts thou seest each secret part, So that my case I need not to declare. Thou seest, alas thou seest my woeful care. Thou only canst me rid of my disease, By granting me (if that it might thee please) One only thing the which I dare not crave.
Abraham. O God my God, thou seest my open hart, And of my thowghts thou seest ech secret part, So that my cace I neede not to declare. Thou seest, alas thou seest my wofull care. Thou onely canst me rid of my diseaze, By graunting me (if that it might thee pleaze) One onely thing the which I dare not craue.
Satan. An other song then this yet must we have▪
Satan. An other song then this yit must we haue▪
Abraham. What? what? and is it possible that Gods Behest and deed should ever be at odds? Can he deceive? even to this present day He hath kept touch in all that he did say. And can he now unsay his word? no, no. But yet it would ensue he should do so, If he my son should take away as now. What say I? O my God, my God, sith thou Dost bid me, I will do it. Is it right That I so sinful and so wretched wight, Should fall to scanning of the judgements Of thy most perfect pure commandments?
Abraham. What? what? and is it possible that Gods Behest and deede should euer be at oddes? Can he deceiue? euen to this present day He hath kept towche in all that he did say. And can he now vnsay his word? no, no. But yit it would ensew he should doe so, If he my sonne should take away as now. What say I? O my God, my God, sith thow Doost bid me, I will doe it. Is it right That I so sinfull and so wretched wight, Should fall to scanning of the iudgements Of thy most perfect pure commaundements?