Yes, and further, the devil longeth to make all his good works and
spiritual exercises so painful and so tedious to him, that, with
some other subtle suggestion or false wily doctrine of a false
spiritual liberty, he should be easily conveyed from that evil
fault into one much worse, for the false ease and pleasure that he
should suddenly find therein. And then should he have his
conscience as wide and large afterward as ever it was narrow and
straight before. For better is yet, of truth, a conscience a
little too narrow than a little too large.
My mother had, when I was a little boy, a good old woman who took
care of her children. They called her Mother Maud--I daresay you
have heard of her?
VINCENT: Yea, yea, very much.
ANTHONY: She was wont, when she sat by the fire with us, to tell
us who were children many childish tales. But as Pliny saith that
there is no book lightly so bad but that a man may pick some good
thing out of it, so think I that there is almost no tale so
foolish but that yet in one matter or another, it may hap to serve
to some purpose.
For I remember me that among others of her foolish tales, she told
us once that the ass and the wolf came upon a time to confession
to the fox. The poor ass came to shrift in Shrovetide, a day or
two before Ash Wednesday.
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