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Updated: June 8, 2025
"All things are possible to God, but, certes, without a miracle, I should scarce expect to find the soul of Roger Clubfoot amongst the just." "I know that he is there because I have just passed him in there," answered the stranger, rubbing his bejewelled hands together in placid satisfaction. "It is my holy mission to be a sompnour or pardoner.
"Nay, dull am I, sweet lord, aye, dull forsooth and slow beyond belief." "Would'st know me again? could'st bear my likeness in thy memory?" "Never, lord. Never, O never! I swear it by the toe of the blessed Didymus, by the arm of Saint Amphibalus thrice blessed, by " "Why then, Pardoner, behold here my belt of silver, my good, long-bladed sword.
May I never see Chester Bridge again, if she is not a right winsome lass!" "What hath the old toad under his arm?" cried one of the others. "He hugs it to him as the devil hugged the pardoner." "Let us see, old bag of bones; let us see what it is that you have under your arm!"
The Play called the Four P's being a new and and merry interlude of a Palmer, Pardoner, Poticary, and Pedler printed in an old English character in quarto, has in the title page the pictures of four men in old-fashioned habits, wrought off, from a wooden cut. He has likewise writ the following interludes. Between John the Husband and Tib the Wife.
"Indeed at times, 'twould almost seem so!" nodded Beltane gravely. "And therefore," quoth the Pardoner, "and therefore, most noble, gentle lord, art thou most assuredly and inevitably " The Pardoner sighed. "Damned?" said Beltane. "Damned!" sighed the Pardoner. "Along with the rest of humanity!" nodded Beltane.
And here behold my yellow hair!" and off came bascinet, and back fell mail-coif, whereat the Bailiff started and caught his breath and stared on Beltane in sudden awe. "Dost mark me well, Pardoner?" "Aye, noble sir, verily and in truth do I. So, next time I think on thee thou wilt be a squat man, middle-aged and black-haired. For, my lord, a poor Pardoner I, but nought beside."
"How how?" gasped the Pardoner, "of no account ! Woman ! But thou'rt youthful of no account ! Thou'rt a man very strong and lusty ! Of no account, forsooth? O, Venus, hear him! Woman, forsooth! She is man's aim, his beginning and oft-times his end. She is the everlasting cause. She is man's sweetest curse and eke salvation, his slave, his very tyrant.
Quoth he: "Right noble and most resplendent lord Duke Beltane, I do most humbly greet thee, I Lubbo Fitz-Lubbin, past Pardoner of the Holy See who but a poor plain soul am, do offer thee my very insignificant, yet most sincere, felicitous good wishes." "My thanks are thine. Pardoner. What more would you?"
And, within the hour, mail and bascinet agleam, the two hundred and twenty and four marched forth of the hollow with step blithe and free, and swung away through the green till the sound of voice and laughter, the ring and clash of their going was died away and none remained, save where, cross-legged upon the sward, his open wallet on his knee, the round and buxom Pardoner sat to cherish a bruised arm and to stare from earth to heaven and from heaven to earth with eyes wider and rounder even than was their wont and custom.
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