Hillarius. If I mock, thou must then impute the fault to that great Doctor Barleta, of the order of the preaching Fryers, who hath written that goodly example, in his Sermon 1that he made of the pains of Purgatory, and said moreover that the fisher men did bring that net unto the Bishop, unto whom the soul cried: Pray for me in thy masses, to whom the Bishop demanded, what art thou? 2the soul answered: I am a soul that have accomplished here my penance. And as soon as he had caused a trentall of Masses to be song for it, it was delivered from her pains. Now what doest thou think, how was that soul brought thither? I can conjecture none otherwise but that it did swim bpon the top of the water, as the Trouts, Salmons and Eels, & many othe• fishes do, which go against the sweet water, and do depart from the sea and lakes, for to enter into the rivers. For I doubt not, but that there is stinking mud, mire and dirt in those papistical lakes, and that the water is very much corrupted, salt and bitter, 3wherefore I am not much astonished, if that the souls have such great desire to depart out of those stinking Cisterns, for to refresh themselves and to draw of the water, in the fountains of our saviour Jesus Christ, and in those pleasant rivers and floods of that delicious and pleasant garden, wherein the golden age continueth for ever, and ⟨p. 90⟩of that goodly Paradise, the which God hath planted, 4and in the middest of which he hath set the tree of life, for to make us partakers of his immortality. And as for me, whatsoever Sophister thou call me, yet I could not give better solution to my question: nor I know not whether in Sorbonne, one might find a more fitter. But lest thou shouldest not think that I do speak without authority, I will allege unto thee the witness 5of the Poets, and the same of Cicero, who allegeth that he favoureth greatly the history of Barleta, and the exposition that I have made upon the same. Mark then the 6horrible and sharp verses, that those souls which departed from hell did speak, as some man hath translated it into our tongue.
From the infernal lake I came, and grisly golf of hell, Where souls in fire & brimstone plunged, in endless torments dwell.
Hillarius. If I mocke, thou must then impute the fault to that great Doctour Barleta, of the order of the preaching Fryers, who hath written that goodly example, in his Sermon 1that he made of the paines of Purgatorye, and sayde moreouer that the fisher men dyd bring that net vnto the Byshop, vnto whom the soule cryed: Praye for me in thy masses, to whom the Byshop demaunded, what art thou? 2the soule aunswered: I am a soule that haue accomplished héere my penaunce. And as soone as he had caused a trentall of Masses to be song for it, it was deliuered from hir paines. Now what doest thou thincke, how was that soule brought thether? I can coniecture none otherwise but that it did swim bpon the top of the water, as the Troutes, Salmons and Eles, & many othe• fishes doo, which go against the swéet water, and do depart from the sea and lakes, for to enter into the riuers. For I doubt not, but that there is stinckinge mudde, myre and durte in those papisticall lakes, and that the water is verye muche corrupted, salt and bytter, 3wherefore I am not much estonished, if that the soules haue such great desire to depart out of those stincking Cesterns, for to refresh themselues and to drawe of the water, in the sountaines of our sauiour Iesus Christ, and in those plesaunt riuers and flouds of that delicious and pleasaunt garden, wherein the golden age continueth for euer, and ⟨p. 90⟩of that goodly Paradyse, the whiche God hathe planted, 4and in the myddest of which hée hath sette the trée of life, for to make vs pertakers of his immortalitie. And as for mée, whatsoeuer Sophister thou call mée, yet I coulde not gyue better solucion to my question: nor I knowe not whether in Sorbonne, one myght finde a more fitter. But leaste thou shouldest not thincke that I doe speake wythout authoritie, I wyll alledge vnto thée the wytnesse 5of the Poets, and the same of Cicero, who alledgeth that he fauoureth greatly the history of Barleta, and the exposition that I haue made vppon the same. Marke then the 6horrible and sharpe verses, that those soules which departed from hell did speake, as some man hath translated it into our tongue.
From the infernall lake I came, and grisly goulfe of hell, Where soules in fire & brimstone plungd, in endlesse tromēts dwell.
- 1Barleta feri. 4 hebd. 4. quadr. de pe. purg.
- 2The Bishop Tibaud.
- 3The papistical lakes and •ondes. The •luds of Paradise Esa. 11. a. 3 Gene•. 2. b. 10The papisticall lakes and •ondes. The •luds of Paradise Esa. 11. a. 3 Gene•. 2. b. 10
- 4The tree of life
- 5Cicero. Tuse. q. li. 1Cic•ro. Tuse. q. li. 1
- 6A soul drawn from hell.A soule drawen from hell.
