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Published online by Cambridge University Press: 24 December 2009
My discourses are nothinge of ioye or comfort, but of sorrowe and lamenta [tions] because entringe into concerte of thes daingerous and vnaturall complo[tts] I beforehande see the ruyne of or Countrey, and a bloudy pryze of or Nation. The monster that beforehande hath made sale of his Natiue soyle and people, being composed of all Nations kingdomes and provinces in the worlde, and him self chainged into an vnnaturall condition, cannot be satisfied wt a litle bloude, but must haue our landes and houses also to seate his patched body of all elements as a Nurcerye to replenish other countries wt their swarme.
page 154 note a Addressed to one of the prisoners at Wisbech, probably to Bagshaw, who had now returned from London, and had made his submission to the Archpriest.