Poor Robbin's parley with Dr. Wilde, or, Reflections on the humble thanks for His Majesties declaration for liberty of conscience. Poor Robin. 1672 Approx. 7 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2008-09 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1). A90838 Wing P2888 ESTC R220406 45578408 ocm 45578408 172330 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. 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WILDE , OR , Reflections on The HVMBLE THANKS for His Majesties Declaration FOR Liberty of CONSCIENCE . NOW that the Dust ( Sir ! ) pretty well is laid which by your Capering you lately made . When several Poetasters of the times , Run out ha-loo to Bull-bait your bold rimes , Chatt'ring at you as Troops of smaller Fowl , Are wont against ( Minerva's bird ) the Owl ; And your late Tipsi'd muse ( 't is hop'd again , Has after this large cast settled her Brain . Vouchsafe t' admit your Brother to your sight , Who yet comes more to parley then to fight . When first the Hawkers Baul'd i' th streets Wild's name , A lickorish longing to my pallate came ; A Feast of wit I look'd for , but , alas ! The meat smelt strong , and too much sawce there was , The Northern March , who would not grieve to see 't , Forc'd to claim kindred with a Ballad-sheet ? Methoughts it could not be , Wild's noble vain , Should dwindle thus into a Dogg'rel strain , Whose Muse of yore did on a Loyal string , Triumphant Georgicks , and brave Carols sing , His Language flowing , and his fancies fine , Rich as his face , and sparkling as his wine That he should now in hobbling Meetre creep , That ( like his Sermons ) only invites to sleep . But I' le not rob you of the glory due Unto this Doughty Feat , on second view I find there 's cause to guess ( Sir ! ) 't may be you . Who but a Doctor skill'd in all the Arts , To mince a Text in four and Twenty parts , So apily could Commence his humble Thanks , With Threescore Lines about Star-Readers pranks , With Tales of pimping Cuckolds , picking Fobs , Going to Stool , and such grave witty Bobs , Upon your Priesthood tell us Sir ; of late Have you not Exercised nigh Billingsgate ? We hereby find without a figure cast , That still your Wild Phanatick Freaks do last , The Dragons Tail to the Horoscope doth cling , And in your mouth lies its Invenom'd sting , Which makes you Hiss at Reverend Prelates thus , And seek once more to start , the old lusty Puss . ' Cause you have got your rambling Libertye , So great , So vniversal and so free Must sacred Functions tast your Railleree . Must you go dream , and wish the Rotchet may , To the Lay-Elders Motley Coat give way ? The lofty Miter to the Blew-bonnet vail , And grave Cassock to curtail'd Jump strike sail ; Shall Wild-boars that not long since trampled down Our thriving Vines , and crusht them on the ground ? Now d●ess our Vineyards , or they feed our Flock Who brought our Royal Shepherd to the Block ? No , let such Vultures Lurk in Bushes Cold , Whilst still our Loyal Swans their Steeples hold ; But tell me Wild ! Is 't not a Bull , or worse , We shall ha'th milk , yet you would fain be Nurse ? 'T is plain you mean to starve the little brood , Or ( what some fear ) would bring them up with blood ; You 'd have all Joyn , even the Quakers too , ( Insects that first crawl'd out upon 's from you ) And yet each Line betrays your curs'd intent , Is only old Divisions to foment , To scoff at Clergy-Men of all degrees , And saucily to Stile them Judases Is sure t' Abuse this Act of Grace , the King Indulg'd your Preaching not your Libelling ; To try your Tempers was his Royal will , And you 'r but on your good Behaviou●s still ; Since your long Silenc'd Tongues again set free , And gowty Toes to have their libertye , Methinks henceforth they should in Pulpits prance , And not thus wantonly in Sonnets Dance ; Fie ! Fie ! A Minister and Lampoon ! give'ore Here 's other fish to fry , play the fool no more In Rhime , but now begin on the other Score . Hark how the Thickscull'd Rams of your Fold bleat , Away then with your Pipe , and give them meat ; The kinder Sisters too , come thronging round , From Theeving-Lane , White-Chappel , Horsly-down ; Whose free Benevolence more Treasure brings Then all our Tythes and Easter-offerings ; Besides their Loving zeal's so great some say , They know how to oblige another way ; Up , precious Man ! then with a melting Tone , A pious Goggle , and Counterfeit grone , With tedious prayers , holy sayings abus'd , Good words forty times to no purpose us'd ; Strange Raptures , and Face wrinckled as if there The Gospel were Transcrib'd in Character ; Hold forth , till not one Handkerchief's left dry , But all do weep , though not one Soul knows why ; By such your well known Arts , thou 'lt get o' th sudden , Good Wine , good Candles , good refreshing Pudden ; And for Tyth-piggs the Curate may'st Defie , Since all the Sows belong unto thy Stye . POOR ROBIN . LONDON , Printed Anno Dom. 1672 :