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The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon. He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble. Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear. Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
Where is remorse of conscience? Behold I am condemned to die as a murtherer, for the safeguard of myne Host Milo and his family. Yet is he not contented with that, but likewise laugheth me to scorne, when otherwise he should comfort and help mee. How Apuleius was accused by two women, and how the slaine bodies were found blowne bladders.
Do not sing, thou prairie-bird, my soul! Do not even whisper! Lo hush! The old noontide sleepeth, it moveth its mouth: doth it not just now drink a drop of happiness An old brown drop of golden happiness, golden wine? Something whisketh over it, its happiness laugheth. Thus laugheth a God. Hush! 'For happiness, how little sufficeth for happiness! Thus spake I once and thought myself wise.
Yea, he laugheth, as being pleased to see a good behaviour attending the trial of the innocent. He that suffereth, not only for righteousness, but also for righteousness' sake, will not exchange his cause, though for it in a jail, for all the ease and pleasure in the world.
As mysteriously, as frightfully, and as cordially as that midnight clock-bell speaketh it to me, which hath experienced more than one man: Which hath already counted the smarting throbbings of your fathers' hearts ah! ah! how it sigheth! how it laugheth in its dream! the old, deep, deep midnight! Hush! Hush!
There is more sagacity in thy body than in thy best wisdom. And who then knoweth why thy body requireth just thy best wisdom? Thy Self laugheth at thine ego, and its proud prancings. "What are these prancings and flights of thought unto me?" it saith to itself. "A by-way to my purpose. I am the leading-string of the ego, and the prompter of its notions." The Self saith unto the ego: "Feel pain!"
And she stood behind the door and heard it and laughed, and said softly to herself: How may it be that I should bear a child? She thought it impossible. Then said our Lord to Abraham: Why laugheth Sarah thy wife, saying in scorn, Shall I bear a child? but as I said to thee before, I shall return and come again, and she shall have a child in that time.
This is it that makes the sensible soul prize the Lord Jesus, while the self-justiciary laugheth him to scorn. This is it which makes the awakened sinner cast away his own righteousness, while the self-conceited one makes it his advocate with the Father. Some, indeed, count their own doings the only darling of their soul, while others cast it to the dogs.
"It is now the toil of the thralls of our blood whom they have taken, both men and women, to dig that clay and to work it, and bear it to kilns, and to have for reward scant meat and many stripes. For it is a grim folk, that laugheth to see others weep.
For to the one they will gladly give a stipend of two hundred crowns by the year and are loath to offer to the other two hundred shillings. God that sitteth in Heaven laugheth their choice to scorn and rewardeth their liberality as it should.
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