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Church of England -- Doctrines. 2005-06 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2005-07 Aptara Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2005-08 Mona Logarbo Sampled and proofread 2005-08 Mona Logarbo Text and markup reviewed and edited 2005-10 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion Withers Redevivus : In a Small New-Years-Gift , Pro Rege & Grege : And to His Royal Highness the Prince of Orange . Wherein is a Most Strange and Wonderful PLOT , lately found out and Discovered . And Recommended to all the Imposing Members of the Church of England , to be by them acted , as part of their last Lent Confession . VIZ. To all Roman Catholick Priests and Jesuits of Persecuting Principles and Profession . With the Arraignment and Tryal of Innocent the XI th . Present Pope of Rome . Refused last Lent to be Licensed , by reason of the Matter therein contained . By T. P. London , Printed in the Year , 1689. INTRODUCTIO Authoris Liber ad Lectorem . BY Liberty Great Truth will sure Prevail , Not by an English or a Roman Flail , Let her but speak she 'll make us all strike Sail , The States of Holland , how much have they got By this most Wise , and this true Christian Plot ? In giving Liberty as well to those Who are Christ's Friends , as them who are his Foes . Permitting Tares and Wheat ( by them ) to stand Vntil the Harvest , ( so did Christ command ) When other States and Kingdoms round about , In this great Point have made so great a Rout , ( Like rageing Mad-men who have lost their Reason , And cannot speak one wise word in due Season . We wish some Prelates now would Vnderstand That so Christ's Truth may get the upper Hand ) All Impositions in God's Church are Vain , Only State Tricks , A Roman Powder Trane , To Blow up Truth , although Repent they may When 't is too Late , at the Great Judgment Day . This won't then serve , 't was not the Church but State Which gave Dissenters such a broken Pate ; When they themselves ( God knows ) with one Consent , Made Penal Laws in Acts of Parliament . For to oppress them , though themselver have got ( To their great shame ) an Everlasting Blot ; For by such Laws , both Church and State they have Before their time , sent Thousands to their Grave . Nay , some affirm , this Cruelty alone Brought in those Bloudy Wars in Forty One : Heav'n only knows , what now will be their Fate , Who still shall trust in such a Church or State. Our Worthy Prelates none now dares to touch , Because Great Pillars of the Christian Church . God still preserve them in their present Station , Who under him are Saviours of our Nation , Join'd with an Orange-tree have brought to pass , To make Wise men no more to play the Ass : The Tory Men of War are those we blame , Which are a Blot unto the Christian Name : These are the Men we challenge with our Pen , All others are true Christian English Men , They will not hurt us , these Imposers may , And while the Sun doth shine , let us make Hay . These are the Men we now would have to Run , Like Mists and Fogs before the Rising Sun. Read now our Postscript , there you may find Hope , To see , e'er long , the Downfall of the Pope ; Truth hath arraign'd him , at the Court of Rome , And in short time you may expect his Doom ; Who if found Guilty by his Noble Peers , They 'll Lop him shorter by his Head and Ears ▪ Vale. THE Epistle Dedicatory , To all Loyal Protestants , and True English Men , ( whether Conformists or Nonconformists ) Readers . My Worthy Friends and Country-men , SHould you ask why we joyn you both together , From you , it is , we must expect fair Weather ; True English Men are those must do our work , Against the Pope , the Devil , and the Turk . ( Now is the time for Men to shew themselves , Whether true Christians , or true Roman Elves ) You need no Pressing , you 'll go Volanteers Against all such as pluck Men by the Ears For their Religions sake ; and such as these We must convince , then we shall be at Ease , Both in our Bodies and Estates likewise , Who would not venture at so great a Prize ; Times would not bear last Spring our fair Intent , To make this Publick in the time of Lent : Though the Contents are plain'd upon the Square , To all unbiass'd Men who Truth can bear , As you must own most plainly will appear , When you have viewed both our Front and Rear , Some Roman Clergy would have been offended At the Poor Whigs , had they it much commended . The English Clergy , neither more nor less , Would have been lauth their Old Sins to confess , ( As you will find herein they ought and must , If to Dissenters they will be but Just , ) As hoping still to get the Upper Hand , That then they might ( as formerly ) command . So a great States-man fairly did us tell , 'T was not then time to raise so loud a Bell : Although the Plot he then did well approve , Wish'd , from his Soul , all would but live in Love , And that the Church of England Men would please , So to Confess , and give Dissenters Ease ; Then would Old England be a Christian State , And to the Christian Turk might give check Mate . Bid us forbear a while , 't would then be Best , When Church and State could bear so great a Test . Now is the time , if we will all agree To Center in true Christian Liberty . Our Gracious Prince hath lead us all the Van , Let each of us , as a true English Man , Gird up our Loins , and stand up for Truth 's side , Though we should Row against the Wind and Tide , As we have done for many years by past , Though now have hopes we shall prevail at last , His Royal Banners , we have lately seen , Such as wont March with all their Colours Green , Now in their Caps have surely got the Spleen . Let the high Tories , if they please , wear Red , Our hopeful Green will make them all turn Head , Or else we are mistaken in the Age , Wherein we hope there is a good Presage , Fall back fall edge , unto this Holy War VVe are resolv'd , wherein to get a Scar , By Writing , Speaking , pushing of a Pike , ( Not Damming , Swearing , VVhoring or the like , ) Is greater Honour than a Dubbed Knight Shall get at home , if now he will not Fight . How will they look , when as they all must come Upon their Knees , to bid Him welcome Home ; VVho was our Valiant Captain , and did lead His Souldiers out , to bring them home to Bed. Not Hurdles nor Deal Boards , though plainly such Thousands have had , for not coming to Church , But Beds of Doun , whereon we all shall Lye , VVhen as Great Truth shall found the Victory : VVere we but Muster-master for one Year , To take the Names of those that shall appear Under the Royal Standard , to Declare For Liberty , to have an Equal share ; And for their Muster , take Six Pence a piece , Our Coat of Armes might be the Golden Fleece ; And for Defaulters Half Crowns on the Nail , Instead of Buff , we 'd wear a Coat of Mail. Though we do hope , although we thus do speak , There are but few , that would so hide and sneak . Then let us All declare , with Master Pen , Kings over Bodies , Christ the Souls of Men ; Then will be truly Halcion days indeed , VVhen for Religion none more here shall Bleed ; And since last Lent the times are chang'd so much , And fearing not the Hogan Mogan Dutch , VVe now have ventur'd on the Publick Stage , Mens Heats to Cool , their Passions to asswage ; And when our blust'ring Storms are past and gone , If Church-men will confess , our work is done : VVe hope they will , and no more run Astray , Our Christian-Muse hath shew'd them all the Way . And if our downright Form shall please them well , ( VVe 'll soon ring out the Persecuting Knell . ) We wish it may , and then our Tongues shall Ring , God Bless our Church , God Save Great James our King. VVho is now rais'd , by God himself to Act This Great , this Noble , and most Christian Fact. Though differing from that Church we do Profess , So was great Cyrus ( as we read ) no Less . Oh! Happy Prince , whom God doth chuse ( though Late ) To settle all things both in Church and State. And he that will not joyn in this Decree , Let him for ever loose his Pedigree By our Consent , thousands will vote the same , Or else we 'll Post them in their Wits but lame : We know that you will joyn with one consent , To have it done in the next Parliament . Trustees for us , and for our Prince's Good , VVhen they shall once be fairly understood ; And when our Antichristian Wars shall cease , Truth will proclaim an Everlasting Peace In this our Land , and all the World throughout , Though to some States will be a Fatal Rout. The Time 's a coming , long it will not be , Let them remember but MDCC . VVhich is the Period of that time , some fix Upon that Text , six hundred sixty six . And as we met , now let us part in love , God Bless you All , with his Grace from Above . I am , ( Gentlemen , ) Your most Passionate and most Affectionate Friend , to Love , Honour , and Serve you , as a True English Man , for Liberty and Property , according to the utmost of his slender Ability , Theophilus Philalethes . POSTSCRIPT . SHould this pass Muster now without Controle , And that the Romans will not us Cajole , But Friendly take it , then we will be plain , Your bashful Poet hath an higher strain Now in his hands , and ready for the Press , And to be short , it is a Fair Address Unto such Men , whose Learning and whose Parts , Makes each of them to write Master of Arts. Our Plot therein , and the Contents are such , To bring all Noncons to the Publick Church , On such fair Terms , that none shall them deny , VVhich do profess true Christianity . If this won't please , some Dog-Stars rule the Dice , We may throw Cink , but never shall throw Sice , We 'll tell you more when we have broke the Ice . Cink is for them , our Chance is two times Three , No other Point we have to set us Free. Cink is for Penal Laws , Sice is for none , When we throw Six , Oh! then the Town 's our own : We first would hear how this Plot is Resented , Before our Second shall be fairly Printed . To the Imposing Members of the Church of England , herein concerned . WE may presume , that we shall now be shent , For interrupting you this time of Lent ; Wherein you spend much of your time , with such As are the Members of your English Church . We must confess , we are herein to blame , But Truth suggested that she knew no shame ; And therefore bid us in our Muse proceed , For of such Men she never had more need . Confessions now at Court are Alamode , As well as in your Churches common Road. At this time of the year , which things are good , VVhen once they are but rightly understood ; But when restrained to a certain time , As you and others of the Roman Line Have so long us'd , one time above another , As well the Daughter as the antient Mother ; And that it should your God above so please At this set time , and give your Conscience ease , VVe cannot apprehend , and therefore must Keep close to Truth , and to Gods Word be Just ; VVho bids us , when we sin , then to Repent , And not to stay until the time of Lent ; Before that time should God remove us hence , VVhere should we find the true St. Peter's Pence : Should we then dare to knock at that Saints Gate VVithout Repentance , we should come too late . But since Confessions are in Vogue so much , As well in yours , as in the Roman Church : If now you Church of England Men will Please , This time of Lent , and give your Conscience Ease , To make your Publick and your Free Confession , To all those Jesuits who do make Profession Of the same Faith as is profess'd at Rome , In this prescribed Form which now is come Unto your hands , although the Form be such , As will not please the Old Right Roman Church ; Yet we will freely give you all Remission , Without those Jesuits , or the Pope's Commission , Which some believe may be as firm and Full , As if proclaimed by his Roaring Bull. Turn over Leaf , and there you may Behold These Christian Pills , and all Inlaid with Gold ; Which if you take , will do your Souls more Good , Than all the Crab-Trees in your Churches Wood : And if they prove too Gentle and too Kind , We have a stronger Potion yet behind ; Which some presume , without any more to do , Will cure the Pope , and Church of England too ; And so make way for a more Christian State , Which shall treat All without a Broken Pate , Ho Antichristos then will have Check-Mate . This purging Pill which is more strong and stout , ( Deo juvante ) next Spring shall come out ; It may be sooner as we now shall find , Unto our Muse you shall be curst or kind . In the mean while , if what we now have sent Unto our Prince , and the next Parliament , As a Small Present for the next New Year , And they accept it , then we do not Fear But King and Parliament will both agree , To banish hence All Roman Trumpery , And all things else as shall offensive be Unto God's Church , and Christian Liberty ; Which when effected , then our Bells shall Ring , And all with one consent , aloud shall sing , God save Great James our Christian Faith's Defender , Who to his Subjects will be Dear and Tender , When they chop off the Persecution Joynt , And they speak French , and all shall cry Non Point . POSTSCRIPT . WHen sturdy Storms are gone and past , Shall pleasant Calms appear , If Church-men will confess at last , Then Rome we need not fear . Nunquam sera est ad Bonos mores Via . The Imposing Members of the Church of England , part of their Last Lent Confession , as then recommended to be made by them , viz. To all Roman Catholick Priests and Jesuits , of Persecuting Principles and Profession . I. COme , let us Sing , God Save our King , From all your hopeful Crew ; Could we once more , but Guard our Shore From such Bold Priests as you , Oh! then we will , use all our Skill , At once to make us Free : Noncons we 'll Court , to spoil your Sport , Then surely down go Ye . II. And since we find , those Men Inclin'd , To give us all Remission ; This time of Lent , before all Spent , VVe 'll make our fair Confession ; And never more , as heretofore , Run straying like lost Sheep , VVhich do not know , what way to go , Nor the right Path to keep . III. VVe will begin , with our great Sin , VVe mean the Penal Laws , ' Gainst those who were , our Brethren Dear , And for the self same Cause As we do own , and have it Shown Of late to their Contents ; Therefore we will , no more speak Ill Of them to Parliaments . IV. Though for push pins , and such small things , VVe were so stiff and stout , Like young School-boyes , who fight for Toies , And so we got this Rout. If we had but , Dissentes Put VVith us in equal Right ; In spite of Fate , and all Rome's Hate , You never could us Bite . V. But we were All , both great and Small , Resolv'd those Men to Slur , And at the last , riding so Fast , VVe lost our Rippon Spur , And by that loss , you did us Cross , VVhen we in full Carier , And by our lengths , you found our strengths , And cut off all our Hair. VI. A Milk white Steed , true York-shire Breed , With Resolution brave , Did lead you out , with Courage Stout , Despised Whigs to save ; And by his Art , you got the Start Of our whole Tribe of Gad , Who now in Swarms , pull in their Horns , And Swear we were all Mad. VII . Though to our shame , we were to blame , To use those Men so Gross , VVhen you Prevail , your Roman Flail VVill treat them ten times worse : And therefore they , so often Pray To be deliver'd from Our English Rods , but more by Odds , From your Boon-fires of Rome . VIII . An Instance brave , of this we have , At our next Neighbour's Door , VVe 'll ask them first , which they will Trust , A Jesuit or a Whore. Their Answer shall , now serve us All , Their Verdict we will take ; They say the first , if we shall trust , VVill make our Hearts to Ake . IX . We say again , could we obtain That Power we have lost ; We would no more , run on that Score To poor Dissenters Cost . Since we do hear ( what some much Fear ) That Edict from White-hall ; As most Men say , will make them Pay Both Use and Principal . X. There 's one of Fame , bears his own shame , With much Regret we hear ; Because his Trust , re-fund he must A whisking large Arrear . Which neither we , nor you could see Should ever come to pass : This was a stretch , above our reach , And sure from Heaven it was . XI . A Judgment Just , confess we must , Is now come on our Heads ; And therefore now , a while must Bowe To Crosses and to Beads . We kiss the Rod , but when our God Shall take off all his Birch ; Dissenters shall , no more us call A Persecuting Church . XII . And we confess , we could you Bless , With many happy dayes , In this our Land , by his great Hand , Who now the Scepter Swayes . If this won't Please , to give you Ease , But you must Rule Likewise , We must Forbear , such Birds to Rear , As will pluck out your Eyes . XIII . And to be Plain , in the last Reign , 'T was all you did Require , But now we see , not Liberty , But Rule is your Desire : If so , take heed , your Royal Steed Do not at last Deceive you ; Should he once drop , all your fair Crop Of Friends would surely leave you . XIV . Then take advice , be not too Nice , In what you do demand , To save your Bones , and all your Stones , Is great in this our Land : If this you crave , you may it have , By Magna Charta Right ; If you ask more , your Roman Power , Is still working by Night . XV. Which we in time , must Countermine , And now 's the time or never ; Should we it miss , your Rods in Piss Will ruine us for ever . We value not , what you can Plot , In our great Princes Reign ; But after here , may one appear , And of King Pharaoh's Train . XVI . Who did not know , nor would he show , To Joseph or his Race ; What the same Line , before his time , Had done with so much Grace ; Like to our King , who the same thing Now acts with open Face , To those who were , in Bondage here , Under our Jehu Race . XVII . Therefore we must , not put our Trust , In any Mortals Hand , Unless we sure , he could endure , For ever to command . But this no Man , in Reason can Believe it from his Heart ; Therefore we will , use our best Skill , Least you should get the Start. XVIII . And thus you see , how Frank and Free We are in our Confession ; We pray that you , the same will do , You have the King's Permission ; Who doth Declare , so Just and Fair To all the World , that he Will give to All , both Great and Small , True Christian Liberty . XIX . This act alone , we needs must own Unto our Prince's Praise ; That by this Plot , himself hath Got The Everlasting Baies : That when to Dust , submit he must His Crown but Transitory ; His Soul then shall , in Heav'ns White-hall Enjoy Eternal Glory . XX. And we do hope , your future Pope Molino's part will take ; As once did this , such Rods in Piss VVill make you Jesuits Quake . For surely this , most fatal is To all Rome's special Fry ; Some Jesuits here , so much it Fear , They Curse him bitterly . XXI . And sayes he Dotes , like Doctor Oates , Though others are more kind ; VVho Swear by Pan , that Holy Man To Virtue is Inclin'd : Should this take Root , your Cloven Foot A short time would Discover ; And those that have , been long your Slave , To Truth will be brought over . XXII . VVe wish we may , but see this day . In our Great Prince's Reign ; Should he once find , you did him Blind , He 'd blow up all your Train ; Then you your Flight , must take by Night As some Poor Creatures do ; VVhen from some hollow Tree they flee , And cry , Next Oars , Hoop , Hoo. XXIII . Yatchs then will be , we do Foresee , Most excellent Bee-hives , To save your Drones , and precious Stones , As well as all your Lives : And happy Man , that then but can Be first within their Sides ; Captains look out , be not too Stout , Take all to save their Hides . XXIV . And so Farewell , we 'll ring your Knell , From off our British Isle , When your new Plots , by Priests and Sots , Turn Cross instead of Pile . And may your Shams , and base Trappans , To worry Innocent Sheep , With all your Train , that pass the Main , Never more cross the Deep . XXV . Then we will Sing , God Save our King , From such a hopefull Crew , Who never leave , till they deceive Both Prince and People too . And since we must , to him be Just , VVho saith your Priests are Wise ; Our Answer 's this , don't take 't amiss , That by Saint George he L — s. XXVI . VVe know this well , and can you tell , VVithout a Doctor 's Fee ; VVhatever Church , makes use of Birch , Are Fools we plainly see ; To say no more , you have a Score To pay as well as we ; And when our Cup , we have drank up , Your Church may drink the Lee. VVe do advise , you to be wise , Confess as we have done , That you no more , will play the Whore , And so prevent your Doom . A Postscript to the aforesaid Imposers . SO long as hot Spurs here shall rule the Roast , VVe must expect a sharp and biting Frost ; Until such time as Truth shall overcome , Though not by Trumpets or that Beat of Drum , VVhich calls the Sons of Mars unto their Arms , Hers only are most Sweet Malodious Charms , VVhich so Inflames all such as do desire , But to approach unto her Sacred Fire ; VVhich doth so purge them from their Dross and Tin , All 's fair without , and all true hearts within ; Makes them stout Champions in God's righteous Cause , To fight against all Antichristian Laws : Their Weapons are no Musquets , Pike or Sword , But Paper Pellets of God's Written Word , And as Rams Horns long since did overcome , So shall these Bullets shake the Walls of Rome . That Hydra whence some Churches long have made , ( As she them taught ) a very gainful Trade ; VVhich was , in short , by that accursed Fate , Truth to defend by knock-down Laws of State ; As if not able to defend her Right , Unless the Powers on Earth should for her Fight ; They left the Rule , and brought such Notions in , As made them Partners in their Mothers Sin ; But all must Fall ( Great Truth will them Discover ) As well the Daughters as the antient Mother . And when that Lady shall be out of Date , Some Men then sure will be asham'd to Prate ( As they have done ) at that Tantivy Rate , For Laws establish'd both in Church and State. The last is ours , the first it is God's Throne , And such as grate so much upon that Bone , Are Rebels more than those of Forty One. This we aver , and prove it will beside , When Church and State shall be on plain Truths side : Your Church of England owns unto this hour , ( What some deny ) all Magistrates a Power In Matters of Religion ; which some say You learn'd from Rome , and so went all Astray As you have done in many things beside ; Ruin'd Old England by your shameful Pride . The Roman Church ( 't is true ) have you out-done ; But you have worshipp'd to that rising Sun ; As Thousands they have felt unto their Cost By Fines and Prisons ( and their Lives have Lost ) All which did come to pass to that Degree , For want of giving Christian Liberty . As you have twisted Church and State together , So your two Churches we can hardly sever ; You are so like the one unto the other , We know the Daughter by the antient Mother . To us no Matter which Church now prevails , For you have Stings ( we find ) in both your Tails . If we must suffer for true Conscience sake , We value not what Church our Lives do take ; All one to us , provided we must go , Whether by Romans or England's Old Steel Bow. Only the Romans promise now more Fair Than your Church doth , which nothing is but Air. What we would have , they joyn with one Consent , To have enacted by next Parliament : You only say , that you may be so kind To Poor Dissenters , as you then shall find A Convocation shall think fit therein ; Which is , in short , a Church of England Gin , To catch small Gudgeons , and thereby delude The easie and too Credulous Multitude Of Honest Whigs , who hope you 'll now do more Than ever you have promis'd heretofore ; Though others know your Priest Craft it is such Against all those that come not too your Church ; That Parliaments themselves will always do , What you , when met , shall then Advise them to . So that our Freedoms from you first must come , Or else Inslav'd until the day of Doom . This we would have you ponder in your Mind , Then tell poor Whigs how far you will be kind ; They do not know what in their streights to do , Believe the Papists , or put trust in You ; They promise Liberty , you promise none , But call Dissenters Men of Forty One : So that unless that you will promise more , We see no Reason why they should come o'er Unto your Side , but keep their Station still , To joyn with those as shall enact their Will. They are as far from Popery as you , And to the Christian Church will prove as True ; But when our English Papists shall declare , As they have done , some things so Just and Fair And we not joyn therein to have them Acted , You then may tell us we are all Distracted . We blame both Churches for your sinful Itch Of Persecution , whereby to Enrich So many Idle Drones as you have got Within the Pale of your foul Garden Spot . And by that Goddess Avarice and Pride , Errors stick close unto both Churches side : Who would not be a Priest , when he can make The God that made him in a Wafer Cake ? And when so wrought , and to the Laicks shown , They all do eat his Body , Flesh and Bone ; That very Body which hung on the Tree , When Crucisied , from Death to make us Free : If this be true , why stand we in Suspence ? Let 's haste to Rome with our St. Peter's Pence , Which formerly this Land paid every Year , As a small Homage to that Holy Chair ; And for that whisking Sum that is behind , And in arrear , to our Dear Mother kind Let 's Prostrate on our Knees , and her Beseech For to remit , and not to whip our Britch ( For playing Truant so long from her School , And drawn away by each Reformed Fool ; Who doubtless will , if unto her we Pray , And make Confession on St. Peter's Day , And promise then no more to run Astray . Shew True Repentance for the time to Come , By our Obedience to the Church of Rome ; And if we see her smiling in her Looks , Then promise fairly to burn all our Books . This thing alone will do that Church more Good , Than Smithfield Rounds when stain'd with Christian Blood. ( If now we will but fairly , all come in , VVe may have Pardon for our greatest Sin ) Sanguis Martyrum Mobiles do hate , Shows unto them an Antichristian State VVho know no better , yet they pl●inly see This cannot be the True Christianity , To Burn a Man alive for doing Well , This can't proceed from Heav'n , but sure from Hell. Thanks be to God , our Prince is now become A Member of Christ's Church , and not of Rome In this one Point , which is worth all the Rest , And for the same may his Dear Soul have Rest . And after Death , may Limbus Patrum know , Only a Ficton and a Rare Show ; A Hocus Pocus Trick of Roman Elves , To Pick Mens Pockets to enrich themselves . An Ignis Fatuus , only to delude The great , unthinking , easie Multitude , Who can't distinguish between Wrong and Right , Between their Deeds of Darkness and true Light ; By Fisher-men of Rome 't was first Invented , And of this Net they never yet Repented : They have no cause , and therefore never Will , The choicest Piece of their rare Art and Skill . So soon as made , Old Nets they threw away , Instead of Fishing , learned how to Pray . The Fisher-men of Barkin , had they made But such a Net , what a Prodigious Trade Had that Town got ; nay , more we will be Bold , They might , long since , have pav'd their Streets with Gold. But they , poor Souls ( alas ! ) did never sit In Peter's Chair , to learn Successive Wit , Which was improv'd so much by them who stood To be Successors of that piece of Wood ; A Sacred Piece , no doubt , St. Peter's Chair Wherein he sate at Rome , and there did wear His Tripple Crown , although he ne'er came there . A thing most strange , yet not so strange as True , If you will search among the Learned Crew Of Church Historians ; 't is a dubious Point , Enough to put the Pope's Nose out of Joynt ; For they suppose ( and this may end all Strife ) He never was at Rome in all his Life : His Mission was unto the Jewish Race , But to the Gentiles Paul did preach God's Grace But leaving this Contest , we 'll tell you how This Net was made , and who did Speed the Plow . These Fisher-men , at their first setting out , Caught only small Fish , seldom got a Trout ; But in short time , laying their Heads together , They made a Net to serve all Winds and Weather , And ever since , at every Haul and Throw The caught Fat Salmons and small Gudgeons too , Trouts , Tenches , Pikes , and Sharks too of all Sizes , Whole Shoals of Whiteings of all Rates and Prizes , Crabs , Lobsters , Praunes , and Cods-heads without number , 'T was hard to part each others Lot asunder : So many Souls sometimes are caught , that they Have hardly Bags to Port that Fish away . And when too small , they throw them back again , Into that Element from whence they came , Until such time they are a Statute Size , Then to their Nets they are a Legal Prize . Hum quoth Pope Pius , this will do our Feat , When we impose this Pius Fraud and Cheat ; As a great Point of the True Christian Faith , As now their Learned Authors plainly saith ; This is that Limbus Patrum they have found , To purge all Souls which come with their Round : VVho can them Blame for building such Free Schools , To catch some Knaves , and to trappan rich Fools : From East to West , from North to Southern Cape , ( Like Greedy Vultures ) to commit a Rape Upon our Senses and our Reasons they VVill compass Sea and Land to get their Prey . Their Sacra Fames to the Golden Ore , Makes them love Fishing on the Indian Shore , There is that Goddess which they so Adore . Here we will leave them to give those the Lurch , VVho are such Fops to trust in such a Church . And to Conclude ( our Muse ) to please you all , She now will Storm the Roman Capital , By an Address unto those Prelates there , VVhich are the highest , next the Roman Chair . The Cardinals of Rome , these are the Men She will attack , now with her Christian Pen ; And if our Scaleing Ladders do succeed , VVe 'll make his Hoary Head and Heart to Bleed ; And may the Heavenly Hoast inspire our Pen , That by their Aid , these great and Mighty Men May be so charm'd , as to confess and say They have all erred , and have gone Astray . Now with this Prologue we will Mount the Stage Most Noble Lords , so learned and so Sage , VVe humbly pray that you will please to hear , VVhat now great Truth shall whisper in your Ear. VVe here are come , most plainly you to tell , How first the Wars betwixt you fell ; And Christ's true Church by your Vsurping Popes , From whose great Bondage now there is great Hopes , That other Nations too , as well as we , From that Egyptian Yoke may be set Free. And it was thus , when first they did Presume , Unto themselves a Power to Assume Over Christs Church , which he did never give , Nor never will , as long as they shall Live. And by that Power , held with Force and Strife , Made them all Rebels to the Lord of Life , Which unto you shall plainly now appear , If but with Patience you will lend an Ear ; And if you will own Scripture and your Reason , You 'll find them guilty of most Horrid Treason : Truth doth impeach them , and they all shall have ▪ A Noble Trial most Genteel and Brave : You shall be Judges both of Law and Fact , This you must own to be a Genteel Act , To make their Friends both Judge and Jury too , Nothing but Truth would venture so to do . These mighty Prelates ( now suppos'd in Court ) After this Manner we will Storm their Fort. First then they left their only Supream Head , By willful straying to an Harlots Bed ; And by their Fornication , Wine and Oyle The Nations of the Earth they did beguile . Then was the War Proclaim'd , and did begin Then was revealed , the great Man of Sin , Justly so stiled by his coming In. With lying Signs and Wonders to bewitch Most Churches since , with his most sinful Itch , And setting in Gods Temple , with his Cope , There shews himself your great Lord God the Pope . If this won't do , the Treason for to find , We have a Nubes Testium yet behind . And if your Foreman now shall take his Pen Into his Hand , Record but now and then Only the heads , of what they all shall swear , Their evidence shall be strong and clear , That Billa Vera , you will quickly find , And how our Saviour never left behind Such substitutes as now are at the Bar , None of Christs Vicars , but Impostors are ; Let now your Court but call them and command Silence a while , and you shall understand . Enter Witnesses . You Roman Lords , whom now great truth as such , Hath made you Judges of your Head and Church , Though from that Head you have been rais'd so high , Yet on your Justice she will now rely , Y 〈…〉 as Men now much concern'd for those 〈…〉 Friends and never were your Foes . Earth-quakes and Fires , Pestilence and Sword , You hear too much from all those Friends abroad , VVhich often are Praecursors of ill Fate , Sometimes to Churches , sometimes to a State ; VVe wish they may but have their due Effect Upon all those which God's Laws now neglect ; The Grand Superiors , though they seldom meet , Yet when they do , their Aspects are not sweet . If this Court please to try your present Head , ( Pope Innocent ) who standeth in Christ's steed ; As all his Predecessors did before , Find him but Guilty , let him pay their Score ; They will be punish'd in the World to come , You may him punish now he 's Pope of Rome : ( All are Vicegerents for the Golden Fleece , Not for lean Rabbets , but for all Fat Geese . As we have Sworn , we do declare here first , That this Great Prelate hath betray'd that Trust Which he pretends unto , as will appear To this High Court , by Evidence most clear . Christ's Precepts were , to teach Men by his Word , His Precepts are to teach Men by his Sword. Christ's Precepts were to live an Holy Life , And when Men pleas'd , might take a Virtuous Wife . His Precepts are so Chaste as to take none , Like to that Virtuous Pope the Lady Joan. Our Blessed Lord wash'd his Disciples Feet , But this Great Lord , his Subjects they must Greet His Sacred ' Toes , in that submissive From , As if to stoop he did abhor and Scorn . Christ's Kingdom was , to rule Mens Hearts and Souls , But in his Kingdom he all Men Cajoles , Both in their Bodies and their Souls likewise , To make them all to him a Legal Prize . Nay , more ( My Lords ) he doth Depose at Pleasure His Neighbour Princes , to augment his Treasure ; Absolves their Subjects from that Faith and Trust , They swear to them for to fullfil his Lust When as he is but in a Rampant Fit Never did Peter such a Sin commit , Nor never did in such great Power sit . His Doctrine was to Fear God and the King , But his Successors they know no such thing ▪ Christ's Precept was , to let the Wheat and Tares Grow till the Harvest , he plucks up the Ears Of all the Wheat that in his Corn can find , Roots all that up , but leaves the Tares behind . Christ's Precept was to Peter ; Feed my Sheep ; His Precepts are , to lay them fast asleep By scorching Flames . He sends them under ground ▪ Till the last Trump shall for their Bodies sound . Christ's Worship was , in Spirit and in Truth , His Worship is Trash , Trumpery and Froth . Christ never twisted Church and State together , But alwayes did his Church from State still Sever , As not concerned with the Civil Sword , To force his Subjects to obey his Word . ( His Souldiers alwayes must be Volanteers , Or else they are not Wheat but musty Tares . ) But your great Prince , as great as Cup and Can , Have twisted them together in one Man. Look on him now , and on his Hoary Pate , There you may read not only Church but State. Old Gregory Gray-beard , Sice Ace of that Name , So soon as he unto the Popedom came , By his old subtle and great conjuring Art , Of Church and State he then did get the Start ; Wresting the Power from great Cesar's Hand , So Church and State he after did command . This HEL-DE-BRAND , or Brand of Hell by Name The greatest Blot unto the Christian Name , The greatest Monster and the greatest Cheat , That ever hap'ned to the Roman Seat , Of all the Popes that ever rul'd before , The nearest Type of the true Scarlet Whore ; Nay , some presume he was that Strumpet which Saint John foresaw the Nations did Bewitch ; For ever since by his Example shown , All his Successors have usurp'd Christ's Throne , And taught their neighbour Princes the same Trade , Christ's Power in God's Church for to Invade . Blessed be God that English Men now see That our great Prince from this great Sin is Free. Pardon ( My Lords ) this small Digression here , And we 'll procceed to what we more can Swear . Christ's Precepts were unto all Men to do As they by others would be done unto ; That Golden Rule which he did them prescribe To every Nation and to every Tribe ; But his Precepts are of another Strain , As Thousands to their Cost ( though to his shame ) Do daily find , which live within his Round ; He spareth none , but sends them to Lob's Pound . Instead of giving all their Equal Right , In doing wrong his Soul doth take Delight . His quiet Subjects round him far and near He Persecutes , because they quiet are ; Witness MOLINOS and his PEN-like Crew , If this be Justice , pray ( My Lords ) Judge you , To punish those who are both still and quiet , Who would treat Men with that course sort of Diet , ( VVhich plainly shews with what invet'rate Hate That Church still bears , to a true Christian State. ) God's Precepts are to Worship him alone , Through Jesus Christ his true and only Son. His Precepts are to Worship many more , Thousands of Wafers they for Gods adore , Who are his Subjects by his great Command , ( Good God what worship is in all his Land. ) The Heathen worship they have quite out-done , In their adoring of the Rising Sun. That Lamp hath Light , Heat , Motion , theirs have none , They may as well fall to a Stock or Stone ; Yet they believe these Gods of Bread they see Before their Eyes , to have Ubiquity . Ten thousand Bodies in one place at once , And of their Faith herein they greatly Bounce , This they affirm , and this they do believe , And pin their Faith upon your Churches Sleeve , Although repugnant to all Sense and Reason , Yet to deny it , doth amount to Treason By Statute Law , as plainly did appear , When as your Head and Church was fixed here . His Prayers to all Saints is much the same , Which ought to be in Christ's most Holy Name , According to that Form he did Prescribe To every Nation and to every Tribe , To be observ'd , when they Addresses make To the most High , should be for his Names sake Who died for us , rose again to Save , At the last Trump , Believers from the Grave . And after that , would give Eternal Breath To those who now are Faithful until Death . Nay , his own Subjects he deludes so Far As to Believe , those which but Creatures are To be Omniscient ; Oh! this Horrid Gin Makes him undoubtedly the Man of Sin ; VVho doth exhalt himself so over All , VVhom all true Christians the most High do call , To pray to those , their wisest Men can't tell , Whether their Souls are now in Heaven or Hell , Is such a piece of Nonsence and ill Fame , To give this Bastard Child a Proper Name , We Language want , and therefore here must cease Wishing your Honours Everlasting Peace . ( Although to speak the Truth , your Head and Pope For this alone , he doth deserve a Rope . ) And now ( My Lords ) to sum up all what 's said , In this great Cause , wherein he hath betray'd That only Trust which he pretends unto , We ask no Favour , only Justice do . These are the Crimes for which he stands Indicted ( Pope Innocent ) Pray let him not be slighted By your High Court , but let him Justice have , Although it be to send him to his Grave . We have arraign'd him , you his Cause have heard , It lies on your Part , when to shave his Beard ; Great Truth doth still repose such trust in you , You shall be Grand and Petty Jury too ; Which surely is so fair , all Men will judge , That to be try'd by you he will not grudge ; And if you find your Head , that Scarlet Whore , In Sacred Writ Reveal'd , we 'll ask no more , As we do hope you will , then shall we sing Anthems , Te Deum's , to our Lord and King , And all St. Peter's Bells in Rome shall Ring . Should he plead Guilty , then we beg this Boon , ( In Truths behalf ) he may not die so soon As might expected be , for such a Crime , For his Repentance , Pray let him have time ; But when his day of Execution comes , Sound all your Trumpets and Beat all your Drums , To call together all the Armed Force You then can make , both of your Foot and Horse , To Guard your City Gates , and all your Streets , Least the enraged Mobile you meets , To Rescue him out of your Cities Hands , By their unruly and their Head-strong Bands ; For Education is so mighty strong , They love no Changes , whether right or wrong . This by Experience England now doth find , He that don't see it , surely is Stone Blind . Were English Boyes now on your City Ground , They 'd make no bones to Race her to the Ground . We are afraid , they are so grievous Rude , We cannot stop the present Multitude , Against all those whom now they so much Hate , Though in their Rage meet many a broken Pate . Heav'ns so protect us from their Furious Heat , They do not make both Prince and People Sweat. And so ( My Lords ) we 'll take our fair Adieu , The Issues here , are solely left to you : Our Proofs are plain , you cannot them withstand , Ask your own Conscience , that will you command ; This Light within , which is on great Truth 's side , Will you Impeach , and all the World beside : Consider then , how you are acted now , Heav'ns you direct , and so God speed the Plow . Though Innocent and Guilty we may Swear , So opposite as Truth and Falshood are : For to be Innocent and Guilty too , A thing most strange , yet not so strange as true ; And shews to all who are not in a Heat , All Innocent Popes are but a Sacred Cheat ; And tho' with Lambs Horns to the World appear , Yet Wolves and Tygers to Christ's Flock they are . Monstrum Horrendum we may truly say , To all such Popes who have so gone Astray ; Yet by Experience we do daily find Some Men among us of the self-same mind , Who are a Limb of the right Scarlet Whore , So long as Penal Statutes they Adore . Good Lord forgive them if it be thy Will , If not , Confound them in their Craft and Skill , That so Christ's Church may more and more Increase , And Truth proclaim an Everlasting Peace . Heav'ns say Amen to what we do desire , And save us all From Everlasting Fire . Epilogus aut Conclusio . WHat though the Church of England is so high ? What though the Kirk of Scotland is laid bye ? Though the same time she is a Crafty Spy. What though the Church of Rome plays , Have at All ? What though Dissenters cry , No Church at all ? Were better much , than to have such a Church , As leaves all others but themselves i' th' Lurch . What though , last Spring , two Churches lay at Stake ? And neither would a saving Bargain Make : One Church did hope to get the Vpper Hand , The other still would have the sole Command : One Church , by chance , did get the Weather Gage , Then smoke of Gun-shot made the other Rage : One would not stoop , the other would not yield , And by consent they both did take the Field . They both were sullen , and were both so High , And neither would with our fair Muse comply To give her License , though if then they had , For ought they know , times had not been so bad With some of them , yet still we hope to see All things to end in Perfect Amity . No Warlike Drums within our Streets shall hear , But all our Churches Orange Flowers bear ; All Antichristian Laws shall be abhor'd , And all with Meekness serve the Highest Lord. A Copy of VERSES long since made , but very Proper at this present Conjuncture to be Perused by some straight-laced Men , now of our English Nation , Viz. I. OPinion Rules the Humane State , And Domineers in every Land ; Shall Sea or Mountain Separate Whom God hath joyn'd in Nature's Band ▪ Dwell they far , or dwell they near , They 're all my Father's Children Dear . II. Lend me the bright Wings of the Morn , That I from hence may take my Flight , From Cancer unto Capricorn , Far swifter than the Lamp of Night . Where e'er my winged Soul doth fly , All 's Fair and Lovely in mine Eye . III. Features and Colours of the Hair , These all do meet in Harmony ; The Black , the Brown , the Red , the Fair , All Tinctures of Variety . In single simple Love alone , These Various Colours are but one . IV. I' th' Flegmatick I Sweetness find , The Melancholly Grave and VVise ; The Sanguine Merry to my Mind , From Choler Flames of Love arise . In single simple Love alone , All these Complexions are but one . V. The Nightingal doth never say ( Though he be King of Melody ) Unto the Cuckow or the Jay , VVhy sing you not so sweet as I. Each tunes his Harp in Love alone , These Various Notes are all but one . VI. Behold the painful lab'ring Hand , And he that keeps the harmless Sheep ; The Country Swain that Tills the Land , The Merchant that doth Plough the Deep , Each doth his Work in Love alone , One Works for all , and all for one . VII . I Love with all my Heart and Soul , The French , the Dutch , the English Man , The Turk , the Swede , the Dane , the Pole , The Spaniard , and the African . In this I see , in Love alone , All Nations reconcil'd are one . VIII . VVith open Arms , let me imbrace The Heathen , Christian , Turk or Jew , The Lovely and Deformed Face , The Sober and the Jovial Crew . In single simple Love alone , All Forms and Features are but one . IX . The Protestant is all my Joy , The Baptist and the Monarchy ; The Puritan ( though he be Coy ) The Papist full of Charity . In single simple Love alone , All these Perswasions are but one . X. Then Sail I with my Love as far As China and the Indian Shore ; From the Artick to the Antartick Star , The Tawney and the Blackamore . From thence I Travel round about , To Countries never yet found out . XI . My Heart of Love is very Sick , All Nations in the VVorld I woo ; My Soul is turning Catholick , And so is my Religion too . The Deity in all doth move , So Vniversal is my Love. FINIS . Notes, typically marginal, from the original text Notes for div A66775-e1050 Rev. 13. 16.