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The cautels, canon, and ceremonies, of the most blasphemous, abominable, and monstrous popish Mass…The cauteles, canon, and ceremonies, of the most blasphemous, abhominable, and monstrous popish Masse…
The cautels, canon, and ceremonies, of the most blasphemous, abominable, and monstrous popish Mass Together, the Mass entitled of the body of Jesus Christ. Fully and wholly set down, both in Latin, and English, the Latin faithfully taken out of the Mass book after the romish use. Imprinted at Lyons by John Cambray, in the year a thousand five hu[n]dread and twenty, the title whereof hereafter ensueth on the next page. With certain annotations for the understanding of the text, set forth by that godly and learned minister in the Church of God Peter Viret, and translated out of French into English by Tho. Sto. Gent.The cauteles, canon, and ceremonies, of the most blasphemous, abhominable, and monstrous popish Masse Togither, the Masse intituled of the body of Iesus Christ. Fully and wholy set downe, both in Latine, and Englishe, the Latine faithfully taken out of the Masse booke after the romishe vse. Imprinted at Lyons by Iohn Cambray, in the yeare a thowsand fiue hu[n]dred and twenty, the title whereof hereafter ensueth on the next page. With certaine annotations for the vnderstanding of the text, set forth by that godly and learned minister in the Church of God Peter Viret, and translated out of French into English by Tho. Sto. Gent.
London: printed by Thomas Vautrollier for Andrew Maunsell, 1584London: printed by Thomas Vautrollier for Andrewe Maunsell, 1584
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.
b See here what a jolly entry he maketh. He hath fed them, saith this gentle Sir John, & his queresters also sing the very same introit, very chantingly. But what is this food, & those whom it doth feed? Forsooth the food which David spake of,1 which God gave unto the children of Israel according as Moses in times past, had written of: these jolly scoffing mates, liken it to the banquet which they make in their Mass, & to their God which they eat in it. Wherein they have no whit said amiss. For, to say truly, this is a God which throughly feedeth them with the pure finesse of the wheat, & with all sweet, pleasant, & delicate food. For, if there be any good & pleasant dish to be had in all the world, it is kept for their kitchen & board. I remember that when we were young boys, we were told, because we should be the more desirous to study, that we might be made Priests, that when we were Priests we should eat white bread. But because this introit is a sentence gelt out of a Psalm, it hath no full sense with it. Neither is it taken in this place, in such sense as it is set down in the Psalm. Wherefore if we will expound it, and give it the most fit sense to the matter whereunto it is applied, we may thus interpret it, He, that is to say, the caky God of the Mass: hath fed them, to wit, the Priests: with the finesse of the wheat, and honey of the Rock: that is to say, very fat, with the best and ⟨p. 108⟩most delicate food. And therefore have they so great a mind, & are always so ready to sing double & treble Alleluias, which are merry and pleasant notes. For this I tell you is no melancholic or sad feast. And for this cause are all the streets strewed over with herbs, flours, & green boughs, & behoong with Arras and tapestry, and withal the bravest ornaments that may be hanged abroad, and especially, when this jolly white God is carried about on procession, he is then accompanied with notable musical instruments, with goodly tapers and torch staves: and both he him self, and they which bear him, & as many as accompany him, are received with marvellous pleasant pastimes, interludes, morris dances, and with all the sports that may be devised: and this is to make him amends for the straight imprisonment which he endureth all the rest of the year.
b See here what a ioly entry he maketh. He hath fed thē, saith this gentle Sir Iohn, & his queresters also sing the very same introite, very chauntingly. But what is this food, & those whom it doth feed? Forsooth the foode which Dauid spake of,