[_Aside_.] We have now caught him as bird is in lime.[54]
TYRANNY.
Come on, sirs; have ye done? I would fain away.
HYPOCRISY.
Go even when you will, we do you not stay.
Philologus hath drunk such a draught of hypocrisy,
That he minds not to die yet; he will master this malady.
CARDINAL.
Come on, Master Philologus: are you grown to a stay?
I am glad to hear that you become tractable.
PHILOLOGUS.
If it please your lordship, I say even what you say,
And confess your religion to be most allowable.
Neither will I gainsay your customs laudable:
My former follies I utterly renounce;
That myself was an heretic, I do here pronounce.
CARDINAL.
Nay, Master Philologus, go with me to my palace,
And I shall set down the form of recantation,
Which you shall read on Sunday next in open place.
This done, you shall satisfy our expectation,
And shall be set free from all molestation:
Into the bosom of the Church we will you take,
And some high officer therein will you make.
PHILOLOGUS.
I must first request your lordship's favour,
That I may go home my wife for to see,
And I will attend on you within this hour.
CARDINAL.
Nay, I may not suffer you alone to go free,
Unless one of these your surety will be.
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