EUSEBIUS.
It is the Falsehood of the Spirit, which do your health withstand,
That teach you this: wherefore in time reject his filthy band.
THEOLOGUS.
Come, kneel by me, and let us pray the Lord of Heaven unto.
PHILOLOGUS.
With as good will as did the devil out of the deaf man go. [Aside.
O God, which dwellest in the heavens, &c.
Tush! sirs, you do your labours lose: see, where Belzabub doth come,
And doth invite me to a feast: you therefore speak in vain.
Yea, if you ask ought more of me, in answer I will be dumb:
I will not waste my tongue for nought; as soon shall one small grain
Of mustard-seed fill all the world, as I true faith attain.
THEOLOGUS.
We will no longer stay you now, but let you hence depart.
EUSEBIUS.
Yet will we pray continually that God would you convert.
THEOLOGUS.
Gisbertus and Paphinitius, conduct him to his place;
But see he have good company: let him not be alone.
AMBO.
We shall so do: God us assist with his most holy grace!
GISBERTUS.
Come, father, do you not think good that we from hence be gone?
PHILOLOGUS.
Let go my hands at liberty: assistance I crave none.
O, that I had a sword awhile! I should soon eased be.
AMBO.
Alas! dear father, what do you?