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The. iiii. chapiter

BUt in his seconde solucyon, he specyally sheweth hys depe in syghte and cunnynge, and myne ouersyght to shamefully. For there in lo thus he sayth.

But yet for hys lordely pleasure, let […] graunt hym that they murmured, is as myche to saye as they meruayled, bycanse perchaunce the one may folowe at the tother. And than do […] aske hym whyther Chrystes […] and hys apostles, […] hym not and vnderstode hym not, when he sayde I am the core and the vyne, and whan he sayde my fleshe &c. If he saye no or naye, the scrypture is playn agaynst hym Ioh. 6. 10. 15. If he saye ye or yes; then yet do I aske hym whyther his dyscypfes & apostles, thus herynge and vnderstandynge his wordes in all these thre chapyters, wondered and meruaysed as mays ter More say the, or murmured as hath the texte at theyre maysters speche what thynke ye More must answere here? here may you se whither this old holy vpholder of the popes chyrch is brought, euyn to be taken in his owne […]. For the discyples & hys apostles neyther murmured nor meruayled, nor yet were not offended with theyr mayster Chrystes wor des and maner of speche.

[…] good readers, here mayster Masher bycause he thynketh yt not ynough for his worship, to shew him selfe ones a fole by his fyrst soluciō, conieth nowe farther forth to shewe him self twise a fole, ye thryse a fole, by the secnnde.

And fyrst for away to come there to, he sayth he wyll graunte me for my sordely pleasure, that they murmured is as mych to say as they […] […]. In whych grauntynge he doth me no great fordly pleasure. For I haue as you haue herde well, proued hym al redy that I nede not hys grauntynge therin. But veryly in the cause that he addeth therto, when he sayth bycause perchaunce the tone maye folowe at the tother, therin he doth me a very great lordely pleasure. For yt is euyn a pleasure for a lord and for a kyng to, to se hym play so farre the fole, as without necessytie to wryte in that worde hym selfe, which helpeth myn argumēt agaynst hym self, and maketh all his wonderynge yt he hath in his fyrst sosucyon vppon me, fal in his own necke. For yf theyr murmuryng folowed vppō theyre meruaylynge, as hym selfe here sayth that peaduenture yt dyd: than playeth he fyrste peraduenture the fole, to make suche an oute crye vppon me for sayenge that they meruailed, where the texte saith they murmured / as though I wyth that word vtterly destroyed yt pure sense of goddes holy word. For that word dothe not so pestylently peruerte the sense, yf yt maye stande with the sen tence, as yt maye in dede, yf mayster Masker saye trewe that peraduenture the tone maye folow vppon the tother / that is to wit the murmuryng vppon the meruaylynge, for so he meaneth therby. For as madde as he is, he is not I thynke so madde yet, as to me ane that the meruaylynge fo lowed vppon the murmurynge. For they meruayled fyrst and murmured after. And nowe syth this one worde of his therfore, ouer throweth all his wondering, that he hath made on me, and proueth hym selfe willyngly and wyttyngly in all his hygh tragycall exclamacyon agaynst his own conscyence, and his own very knowledge to bylye me: he hathe therin as I saye done me a very special pleasure, to se him so farre play the fole, as to bring forth that worde hym self / specyally where there was no nede at all, but euen for a garnyshe of his induccion, wyth a shewe of his cunnynge, to make men know that he hadde not so lytle lernynge, but that he wyst well ynough hym selfe that he had shamefully bylyed me in all that euer he hadde cryed oute agaynst me, concer cernynge any mysse constrewyng of that place of holy scrypture.

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