To those in priests' orders he
delivered a sort of catechism."
SIR SILAS.
"He catechise grown men! He catechise men in priests' orders!--
being no bishop, nor bishop's ordinary!"
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"He did so; it may be at his peril."
SIR THOMAS.
"And what else? for catechisms are baby's pap."
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"He did not catechise, but he admonished the richer gentlemen with
gold tassels for their top-knots."
SIR SILAS.
"I thought as much. It was no better in my time. Admonitions fell
gently upon those gold tassels; and they ripened degrees as glass
and sunshine ripen cucumbers. We priests, forsooth, are catechised!
The worst question to any gold tasseller is, 'HOW DO YOU DO?' Old
Alma Mater coaxes and would be coaxed. But let her look sharp, or
spectacles may be thrust upon her nose that shall make her eyes
water. Aristotle could make out no royal road to wisdom; but this
old woman of ours will shew you one, an you tip her.
"Tilley valley! {124a} catechise priests, indeed!"
SIR THOMAS.
"Peradventure he did it discreetly. Let us examine and judge him.
Repeat thou what he said unto them."
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"'Many,' said he, 'are ingenuous, many are devout, some timidly,
some strenuously, but nearly all flinch, and rear, and kick, at the
slightest touch, or least inquisitive suspicion of an unsound part
in their doctrine.
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