Youth is rash, they say, but old men hath the knowledge.
For while they read they know not what, they omit the verity,
And that is now the cause so many fall into heresy,
Every man hath his own way, some that and some this,
It would almost for anger (sir reverence![6]) make a man to piss,
To hear what they talk of in open communication,
Surely I fear me, Ignorance, this gear will make some desolation.
Ignorance. I fear the same also; but as touching that whereof you speak full well,
They have revoked divers old heresies out of hell.
As against transubstantiation, purgatory, and the mass,