Day, Novell

1    1,    1|      vaine-glory. Whereto the~ ~Confessor replyed; Speake boldly sonne,
2    1,    1|         to life. But (quoth the Confessor) hast thou done nothing~ ~
3    1,    1| dissembling pranks: whereat the Confessor being much~ ~mooved, saide:
4    1,    1|       men and women. The Father Confessor, ascending up into the~ ~
5    2,    2|       called up Friar Roger her Confessor, and wedding and~ ~bedding
6    7,    5|        all respects) like the~ ~Confessor himselfe: save onely his
7    7,    5|        then (quoth our supposed Confessor) I cannot~ ~give you any
8    7,    5|        the Novice sent from the Confessor, and he~ ~being admitted
9    7,    5|       that would needs bee my~ ~Confessor? I knew thee Husband to