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 ning within him, cried out with a loud voice. Hold thy peace thou wicked Sacrificer, It is now my turn to peake. And turning to the people, he aid, ''What doe you doe, deer Brethren, what doe you worhip a God of Bread? Oh worhip the living God in heaven, bleed for evermore.'' The Paron forbad the people to return an anwer to him, and willed them to lay held on that mot wicked knave the Piccardine. At the firt, all were amazed, no man would lay his hand on him: at the lat ome were found, who falling on him, did buffet him with their fits, and beating his head againt the pillar, did draw him almot covered with bloud unto the prion.

2. The next day he was brought into the Court, the Senate and the Paron being preent, and being demanded whether he would peak thoe words again which he pake yeterday, he affirmed that he would. Being asked again, By what Intinct he durt doe it. He anwered, by what Intinct did Abraham depart from the Idolaters, and worhip the euerliving God. They preing on him to tell them preciely, by whoe perwaion hee durt commit o hainous a fact? hee anwered, By whoe perwaion did David oppoe himelfe againt the worhipping of Idolls.

3. On this they cried out, Hold thy peace, we know thee things better than thou, wee need not