The History of the Reformation of the Church of Scotland

While they were thus busied with the Cardinal, the fray rose in the Town, the Provost assembles the Commonalty, and comes to the house side, crying, What have ye done with my Lord Cardinal? Where is my Lord Cardinal? Have ye slain my Lord Cardinal? They that were within answered gently; Best it were for you to return to your own houses, for the man ye call the Cardinal hath received his reward, and in his own person will trouble the world no more. But then more enragedly they cry, We shall never depart till that we see him. And so was he brought to the East block-house head, and showed dead over the wall, to the faithless multitude, which would not believe before they saw, and so they departed without Requiem aeternam, & requiescat in pace, sung for his soul. Now because the weather was hot (for it was in May, as ye have heard) and his funerals could not suddenly be prepared, it was thought best to keep him from stinking to give him great salt enough, a cope of lead, and a corner in the bottom of the sea Tower (a place where many of Gods children had been imprisoned before) to await what exequies his brethren the Bishops would prepare for him.¹ These things we write merrily, but we would that the Reader should observe Gods just judgements, and how that he can deprehend the worldly wise in their own wisdom, make their table to be a snare to trap their own feet, and their own purposed strength to be their own destruction. These are the works of our God, whereby he would admonish the tyrants of this earth, that in the end he will be revenged of their cruelty, what strength soever they make in the contrary. But such is the blindness of man (as David saith) that the posterity doth ever follow the footsteps of their wicked fathers, and principally in their impiety. For how ⟨p. 73⟩little differs the cruelty of that bastard, that yet is called Bishop of S. Andrews, from the cruelty of the former we will after hear.

While they were thus busied with the Cardinall, the fray rose in the Town, the Provost assembles the Commonalty, and comes to the house side, crying, What have ye done with my Lord Cardinall? Where is my Lord Cardinall? Have ye slain my Lord Cardinall? They that were within answered gentlely; Best it were for you to return to your own houses, for the man ye call the Cardinall hath received his reward, and in his own person will trouble the world no more. But then more inragedly they cry, We shall never depart till that we see him. And so was he brought to the East block-house head, and shewed dead over the wall, to the faithlesse multitude, which would not beleeve before they saw, and so they departed without Requiem aeternam, & requiescat in pace, sung for his soule. Now because the weather was hot (for it was in May, as ye have heard) and his funerals could not suddenly be prepared, it was thought best to keep him from stinking to give him great salt enough, a cope of lead, and a corner in the bottom of the sea Tower (a place where many of Gods children had been imprisoned before) to await what exequies his brethren the Bishops would prepare for him.