7 And Jesus sayd vnto him. I will come and cure him.

8 The Centurion answered and saide: Syr I am not worthy that thou shuldest com vnder the rofe of my housse, but speake the worde only and my servaunt shalbe healed.

9 For y also my selfe am a man vndre power, and have sowdeeres vndre me, and y saye to one, go, and he goeth: and to anothre, come, and he cometh: and to my servaunt, do this, and he doeth it.

10 When Jesus herde these saynges: he marveyled, and said to them that folowed him: Verely y say vnto you, I have not founde so great fayth: no, not in Israell.

11 I say therfore vnto you, that many shall come from the eest and weest, and shall rest with Abraham, Ysaac and Jacob, in the kyngdom of heven:

12 And the children of the kingdom shalbe cast out in to the vtmoost dercknes, there shalbe wepinge and gnasshing of tethe.

13 Then Jesus said vnto the Centurion, go thy waye, and as thou hast believed so be it vnto the. And his servaunt was healed that same houre.

14 And Jesus went into Peters housse, and saw his wyves mother lyinge sicke of a fevre,

15 And he thouched her hande, and the fevre leeft her; and she arose, and ministred vnto them.

16 When the even was come they brought vnto him many that were possessed with devylles, And he cast out the spirites with a word, and healed all that were sicke,

17 To fulfill that whiche was spoken by Esay the prophet sainge: He toke on him oure infirmytes, and bare oure sicknesses.

18 When Jesus saw moche people about him, he commaunded to go over the water.

19 And there cam a scribe and said vnto him: master, I woll folowe the whythersumever thou goest.

20 And Jesus said vnto him: the foxes have holes, and the byrddes of the aier have nestes, but the sonne of man hath not whereon to leye his heede:

21 Anothre that was one of hys disciples seyd vnto him: master suffre me fyrst to go and burye my father.

22 But Jesus said vnto him: folowe me, and let the deed burie their deed.

23 And he entred in to a shyppe, and his disciples folowed him, 24 And lo there arose a greate storme in the see, in so moche, that the shippe was hyd with waves, and he was aslepe.

25 And his disciples cam vnto him, and awoke him, sayinge: master, save us, we perishe.

26 And he said vnto them: why are ye fearfull, o ye endewed with lytell faithe? Then he arose, and rebuked the wyndes and the see, and there folowed a greate calme.

27 And men marveyled and said: what man is this, that bothe wyndes and see obey him?

28 And when he was come to the other syde, in to the countre off the gergesens, there met him two possessed of devylls, which cam out off the graves, and were out off measure fearce, so that no man myght go by that waye.

29 And lo they cryed out saynge: O Jesu the sonne off God, what have we to do with the? art thou come hyther to torment vs before the tyme [be come]?

30 There was a good waye off from them a greate heerd of swyne fedinge.

31 Then the devyls besought him saynge: if thou cast vs out, suffre vs to go oure waye into the heerd of swyne.

32 And he said vnto them: go youre wayes: Then went they out, and departed into the heerd of swyne. And lo, all the heerd of swyne was caryed with violence hedlinge into the see, and perisshed in the

water.

33 Then the heerdmen fleed, and went there ways into the cite, and tolde every thinge, and what had fortuned vnto them that were possessed of the devyls.

34 And lo, all the cite cam out, and met Jesus. And when they sawe him they besought him, to depart out off there costes.

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SIR JOHN CHEKE'S TRANSLATION OF MATTHEW VIII.

And when he cam from ye hil yeer folowd him a greet companj of men, and lo á leper stood, and boud himself to him1 and said L. if yow wilt yow maist clens me, And Jesus stretched forth his hand, and touched him and said. J wil. be thow clensed. And bí and bí his lepernes was clensed. And Jesus said vnto him, look yow tel no man. But go ý wais schew ýself to ye priest. And offer yt gift which Moses comanded to be given yt yel might beer witness ýeerof.

As Jesus cam into Capernaum, yeer cam an hunderder vnto him and sued vnto him on this sort. Sir mi servant2 lieth sick in mi house of

ye palsef, grevousli tormented. And Jesus said vnto him. I wil come and heel him. And ye hunderder answerd him with yees wordes. Sir J am not á fit man whoos house ye schold enter. Saí ye onli ye word and mi servant1 schal be heeled. For I am a man vnder ye power of oyer, and have soldiers vnderneth me, and J sai to ýs soldier go and he goeth, and to an other com and he cometh, and to mi servant do ýs and he doth it. Jesus heeringýs marvelled and said to yem yt folowed him. Trulí J sai vnto yow, J have not found so greet faith no not in Jsrt. But J sai vnto yow yt mani schal com from ye Est, and ye West, and schal be set with Abraham Jsaak and Jacob in ye kingdoom of heaven, but ye childern of ye kingdoom schal be thrown in to outward darknes, yeer schal be weping and gnasching of teth. And Jesus said to ye hunderder, go ý wais and as yow belevedst, so be it vnto yo. And his servant was heeled even in ye saam howr.

And Jesus cam in to Peters hous, and saw his moother in law laid down and sick of ye axess,2 and he touched her bi ye hand and ye axes left her, and sche roos and served them.

And late in ye evening yei brought him mani yt was develled, and with his word he cast out ye sprits, and healed al yt weer il at case, yt Jsaie ye popheets wordes which he spaak might be fulfilled. He hath taken our weaknes on him, and hath born our sickness.

And Jesus seing much resort about him cõmanded yem to go to ye fur side of ye water. And on of ye Scribes cam and said vnto him. Master J wil folow ye whiýersoever ýow goost. and Jesus said vnto him, Foxes hath dens, and ye birds of y'aier hath nests, but ye son of man hath not wheer he mai lai his hed.

And an oýer of his disciples said vnto him. Sir suffer me first to depart, and burí mi fayer. And Jesus said vnto him folow me and let ye deed buri yeer deed.

And after he entered into á boot3 his díscipils' folowed him, and lo yeer was a greet stoorm on ye see, in so much yt ye boot was coverd with ye waves. He slept. And his discipils came and raised him, and said. L. save vs we perísch. And he said vnto ýem, ye smalfaithd whi be ye aferd. yen he roos and rebuked ye windes and ye see, and ýeer was a great calm. But ye men yeer marveled and saied. What maner of man is yis yt winds and see obef hím.

And after he was come en ye other side into ye gergeseens contree, yeer mett hím ij develds, coming forth from ye graves, verí fiers men,5 so yt no man cold pas yt waí, and lo yei cried and said, what haav we 4 μαθηταί. 5 χαλεποί.

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to do with yo Jesus ýow son of god. Camest yow hither afoor hand to torment vs. And yeer was a good wai from yem an herd of mani swijn feeding. And ye devels desird him saieng. Jf yow cast vs forth suffer vs to go into yee heard of swijn. And he bad yem goo. And yei went forth, and went into ye herd of swijn. And lo ye hool heerd of swijn set on yeer waí bí an hedlong place2 in tó ye see, and died in ye waters. And ye swijnherds fled and came into citee, and told yem yee hool matter, and what taking ye develleds weer in. And loo ye hool cittee cam forth and met Jesus, and after yel had seen him yei desired him y he wold depart out of yoos coosts.

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8 κατὰ τοῦ κρημνοῦ

LECTURE XII.

THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE AND LITERATURE DURING THE

REIGN OF ELIZABETH.

THE Mirrour for Magistrates, to which Warton devotes much more space, and ascribes more importance than it merits, was the first conspicuous work that appeared after the accession of Elizabeth, and was moreover the most voluminous production in English poetry between the time of Lydgate and that of Spenser. It was the work of several different writers; but only one of them, Sackville, better known as the author of Gorboduc, exhibits any real poetical power.

The general plan of the work is an imitation of Boccaccio's De Casibus Principum, which, as I have mentioned, was made by Lydgate the groundwork of his Fall of Princes; but the personages in the Mirrour for Magistrates all belong to English history, and the narrative part of the poem is little else than a rhymed chronicle, designed to include all the tragical events known to have happened to persons distinguished in the annals of England.

The prologue by Sackville, or Induction as he calls it, is not destitute of invention, and the versification is smooth and flowing; but, both in this respect and in its allegorical representations, it is so far inferior to Spenser, that it has been deservedly eclipsed by that great author. Nor does this work possess much philological value, for it exhibits few marks of progress or change in the language. In this latter particular, it is more archaic than Surrey and Wyatt, who preceded it by a generation.