A brief dialogve between Zelotopit one of the daughters of a zealous Round-head, and Superstition a holy fryer newly come out of France shewing the zeal of good motions of the one and the idolatry of the other : as also the passages of their holy ones when that they be in their conventicles each one condoling with his holy sister / composed by Owen Dogerell. Dogerell, Owen. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A29440 of text R16421 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing B4575). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). 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A29440) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 64109) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 250:E140, no 5) A brief dialogve between Zelotopit one of the daughters of a zealous Round-head, and Superstition a holy fryer newly come out of France shewing the zeal of good motions of the one and the idolatry of the other : as also the passages of their holy ones when that they be in their conventicles each one condoling with his holy sister / composed by Owen Dogerell. Dogerell, Owen. [8] p. [s.n., London : 1642] Year of publication from Thomason Coll. Reproduction of original in Thomason Collection, British Library. eng Roundheads. Great Britain -- Religion -- 17th century. A29440 R16421 (Wing B4575). civilwar no A brief dialogue between Zelotopit one of the daughters of a zealous round-head, and Superstition a holy fryer, newly come out of France. Sh Dogerell, Owen 1642 1879 6 0 0 0 0 0 32 C The rate of 32 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2006-10 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2006-10 Aptara Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2006-11 Jonathan Blaney Sampled and proofread 2006-11 Jonathan Blaney Text and markup reviewed and edited 2007-02 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion A BRIEF DIALOGVE BETWEEN ZELOTOPIT ONE OF THE DAUGHTERS OF A ZEAlous Round-head , and Superstition a Holy Fryer , newly come out of France . SHEWING , The Zeal of good Motions of the one , and the Idolatry of the other . AS ALSO , The Passages of their Holy ones , when that they be in their Conventicles , each one condoling with his Holy Sister . Composed by Owen Dogerell . London Printed for John Biard . A BRIEF Dialogue between Zelotopit one of the Daughters of a zealous Round-head , and Superstition a holy Fryer . Superstition . HOw now M. Caco-zeal , what is the reason you came no sooner , seeing I sent for you . Zeal . In truth Sir , I was so busied in pulling down Cheap-side Crosse , and preparing my Journey for Amsterstam , I could make no more haste . Super . What for Amsterdam , I think now the Spirit bloweth where it listeth ? what Newes I pray you in England , you must need go that pilgrimage : hath your Zeal bin so fervent that ye have set England on fire , and in a mutiny , that now it is grown to hote for you . Zeal . I must confesse , that our Zeal was hote , so that we set them all in an uprore : but to tell you in a truly the shepheard is smitten , and the flock is scattered , our old Prophet Samuell How is dead ; but I thank my God that many more are risen , but must not be allowed to pray ex tempore , no not to pray at all without a set Form and Order ( Order say I ) I cry the Lord hearty mercy for presenting that word , it is a slip in me , the Lord will not suffer his best servants to fall , we use no order but in making the spirit work in Order . Super . After what Order . Zeal . Not after the Order of the wicked , somewhat more precise in our actions , not communicating with Publicans and Sinners , neither distrubuting to the poor nor any other . But cleaving close unto a holy brother neither visiting the sick ; for it is quite contrary to our Discipline and Form of teaching , we have scarce so much time as to get our dinners at home , nay our breakfasts , we are so early : for I must tell you the spirit moveth even at midnight , if so be I had had but a brother the last night ▪ I could have expounded to him in sincerity , for then the spirit gave me utterance . Sup. Are you a maid o● no ? Zeal . I am Sir , graced with three Olive Branches , these three Children . Super . A maid with child : It is beyond all humane reason , and the shallownesse of my brain is not able to conceive it . J am sure , J never found such a thing in all my 30. years study , neither have J met with any or the like miracle in all the whole Cloister , formerly J have bin idle , but now will sit more close , and will search in the quintisence of a Nun , if that it be to be found there . Zeal . No myracle with us holy ones , for J tell you Sir , it is more common with us , then the saying of our Pater noster , Sup. It is a myracle with us , we perhaps have as many with young as you have , but none after that are maids . Zeal . But J must tell you the spirit is upon us , and very quick in operation , especially when on my Beds Green , for he with his wholesome destructions instructeth me in the night ▪ that before morning I begin to propogate and conceive , my self to bring forth the Seed of the Faithfull . Sup. Me think you look like a vestall , or a doded sheep , what is become of your hair , hath your holy Brethren new shorn you , and now turn you to graize , and to seek for a new plantation , or was the spirit so fervent , that it hath put you into a swet , so as you have lost it all . Zeal . No . Sir , the Nazerens were known by their long hair , and so are we by our Round-heads , and the Armies display an Ensign in Battle , that the common souldiers may know their Captains and Leaders : so do we in displaying , & setting forth our lave ears we are knowu to be enemies to God , and the world , but not to the flesh and the Divell . Super . Then you will confesse your selves Friends with the Divell . Zeal . Yea sir , because the Divell is new turn'd Round-head , and we must follow our Leader , hee is a devourer : for when we feast the Hob-goblins , our Elders eat poor widows out of their habitations ( as it is said they devour widowes Houses . Sup. What is the reason you look so pale , and intends to leave your Country . Zeal . I look pale , 't is true , for I am troubled with a Timpany in my body , and do daily labour and travell in loop to bring forth some new doctrine and opinion , and for the leaving of my Country , it ▪ is because we caunot keep our Conventicles , and receive that happy Be ediction after prayerr , without many disturbances and incombrances . Sup. What is a Conventicle , define this word , for you have past the sphear of my understanding , and as we dominicans say , you trade out of my Element . Zeal . O Superstition , J think yov are a Fryer . Super . Do you know my name ? Zeal . Not I , I professe to you . Super . For certain my name is Superstition , for so I was named in Baptisme . Zeal . Out heresie , baptized ! it is not lawfull to bee baptized , until that we be 17. and that our names be written in the book of the Faithfull . Sup. But M. Caco-zeal , they say the Church is sick of an Ague , and t is thought that if means be not made with a preservative for her health , that she will fall into a deep Consumption . Zeal . That 's the first news J heard of it , truly Sir , for my part J never look after the Church , let the Church look after her self , if J can receive a benediction post ultum nonvale , I matter not ▪ for that is the height of my ambition , and the chiefest of my devotion : & again sir , we are so much busied in studying to dismember Superstition , and to pull down the Crosses , that we have not time to visite the sick , and comfort the comfortlesse and distressed . Sup. Heaven blesse me from you , if ye begin to dismember Superstition : J will be gone , helpe some dear Saint , O holy Bonner where art thou now , save thy Servant from these too much zealous Hypocrites , who never say their Pater Noster . Zeal . Yea sir , for the great Prophet Walker an Ironmonger , that good man was putting up his petitions , and in the midst of his devotion , was sent to the Kings Bench , and was prosecuted , that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the mouth of our holy Prophet Samuell , how in his last Tub Sermon took his ultimum vale , and leave of us all , said follow the word close , and give due benevolence to our Sisters in spirit , loving your Neighbors well , but their wives better , for ye shall be persecuted , but bee faithfull till the end , and keep this Conventicle in remembrance of me . For verily J say unto you , My dayes are short , my time is past , I take my leave of aul and last . Sup. What is a Conventicle once more I crave for as yet Mrs. Caco-zeal you have not resolved me . Zeal . It is a place compounded of confusion , Which make bad premises , but a loose conclusion . Super . Then welcome Virgin , Maid , Sister , and Mother , To Amsterdam , and to your holy Brother . My leave I take , and have no great desire With Round-heads Zeal to set my self on fire : No new Plantation I will seek to find , Nor have any brains to turn with every wind . I le keep my name indeed , and turn will never , I liv'd in Superstition , and so will ever . An excellent new Dittie . To the tune of TOM of BEDLAM . AM I mad O Noble Festus , When Zeale and godly knowledge , Hath put me in hope to deal with the Pope As well as the best in the Colledge . Still do I teach , hate a Crosse , hate a Surprice , Miters , Copes , and Rotchets , Come hear me pray , nine houres a day , And fill your heads with Crotchets . In the house of Pure Emanuel There I had my Education , Where my 〈…〉 eyes , With the light of 〈◊〉 . Still do I teach , &c. In the Holy tongue of Canaan I plac'd my onely pleasure , Where I prickt my foot , with an Hebrew root , That it bled beyond all measure , Still do I teach , &c. I unhorst the Whore of Babel , With a Lance of Inspiration , I made her to stink and spill all her drink , In the Cup of Abomination . Still do I teach , &c. I Talk much of Salvation , Although I cannot Clark it , Yet I do say grace , in every place , Though I taste but a Cheese in the Maaket . Still do I teach , ctc. Now fie on the Common-Prayer-Book , The Letanie is but a fable , I think it no scorn to have a Church in a Barn , And a Pulpit at the end of a Table . Still do I teach hate a Crosse , hate a Surplice , Miters , Copes , and Rotchets , Come hear me pray , nine times a day , And fill your heads with Crotchets . FINIS .