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An wholesome antidotus or counter-poison, against the pestilent heresy and sect of the Anabaptists…An holsome antidotus or counter-poysen, agaynst the pestylent heresye and secte of the Anabaptistes…
An wholesome antidotus or counter-poison, against the pestilent heresy and sect of the Anabaptists newly translated out of lati[n] into English by John Veron, SenonoysAn holsome antidotus or counter-poysen, agaynst the pestylent heresye and secte of the Anabaptistes newly translated out of lati[n] into Englysh by Iohn Veron, Senonoys
printed by Humphrey Powell, 1548printed by Humfrey Powell, 1548
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Simon. If thou haddest rehearsed these articles before them, thou couldest not have done it, without a […] and sharp answer.
Symon. If thou haddest rehersed these articles before them, thou couldest not haue done it, wtout a 〈…〉 and sharpe answere.
Joiada. I have proved, my Simon, and that a great while a go, their poisoned, and v[…]d hearts, and tongues, both ready to all kind of reviling, and opprobriousness, and also more bitter, than is any worm wood, where by any man may conject and ⟨image 30⟩know, of what spirit, these fantastical fellows do speak. But read thou, the third chapter, of the epistle of saint James, and thou shalt know that I say true.
Ioiada. I haue proued, my Symon, and that a greate whyle a go, their poysoned, and v〈…〉d hert•s, and tounges, bothe ready to all kynd of reuyling, and opprobriousues, and also more bytter, than is any worme wode, wher by any man maye coniecte and ⟨image 30⟩knowe, of what spirite, these phātastical felowes doe speake. But reade thou, the thryde chapiter, of the epystell of saincte Iames, and thou shalte knowe that I saye true.
Simon. I pray thee, that thou wilt rehearse, out, of this chapter, the things, that most chiefly, do for our purpose,
Symon. I praie the, that thou wylt reherse, out, of this chapiter, the thinges, yt moste chyefly, doe for our pourpose,