horses may beare it as well as they.  And there be some other that carry the gospel in theyr mouthes onlie, and such haue no other talke but al of christ and his gospell, and that is a very poynt of a pharysey.  And some other carrye it in theyr myndes.  But in myne opynion he beares the gospell boke as he shuld do whiche bothe beares it in his hande, comunes of it with his mouth whan occasyon of edyfyenge of his neyghboure whan conuenyent oportunytie is mynystred to him, and also beares it in his mynde and thynkes vpon it withe his harte.  Poli.  Yea thou art a mery felow, where shall a man fynde suche blacke swanes?  Cannius.  In euery cathedrall church, where there be any deacons, for they beare the gospel boke i theyr hade, they synge the gospell aloude, somtyme in a lofte that the people may heare the, althoughe they do not vnderstand it, and theyr myndes are vpo it when they synge it.  Polphe.  And yet for all your ||sayenge all suche deacons are no saynttes that beare the gospell so in theyr myndes.  Cannius.  But lest ye play the subtyle and capcious sophystryar with me I wyll tell you this one thynge before.  No man can beare the gospell in his mynde but he must nedes loue it from the bothum of his harte, no man loueth it inwardly and from the bothu of his harte but he must nedes declare and expresse the gospell in his lyuinge, outwarde maners, & behauour.  Poli.  I can not skyll of youre subtyle reasonynges, ye are to fyne for me.  Can.  The I wyll commune with you after a grosser maner, and more playnly. yf thou dyddest beare a tankard of good Reynyshe wyne vpon thy shulders onelye, what other thynge were it to the then a burden.  Poliphe.  It were none other thynge truly, it is no great pleasure so beare wyne.  Cannius.  What and yf thou dranke asmoche as thou coudest well holde in thy mouthe, after the manner of ||a gargarisme & spyt it out agayne.  Po.  That wolde do me no good at all, but take me not with suche a faute I trow, for the wyne is very bad and if I do so.  Canni.  But what and yf thou drynke thy skynne full as thou art wont to do, whe thou comest where good wyne is.  Poliphe.  Mary there is nothyng more godly or heuynly.  Cannius.  It warmes you at the stomacke, it settes your body in a heate, it makes you loke with a ruddy face, and setteth your hart vpon a mery pynne.  Poliphe.  That is suerly so as ye saye in dede.  Canni.  The gospell is suche a lyke thynge of all this worlde, for after that it hathe ones persed & entered in the veynes of the mynd it altereth, transposeth, and cleane changeth vpsodowne the whole state of ma, and chaungeth hym cleane as it were into a nother man.  Polip.  Ah ha, nowe I wot wherabout ye be, belyke ye thike that I lyue not accordynge to the gospell or as a good gospeller shulde do. ||Cannius.  There is no man can dyssolue this questio better then thy selfe.  Poli.  Call ye it dissoluynge?  Naye and yf a thynge come to dyssoluynge gyue me a good sharpe axe in my hande and I trow I shall