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blood_n	flesh_n	sacrament_n	wine_n	5,507	4	7.5506	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A34836	Wit and loyalty reviv'd in a collection of some smart satyrs in verse and prose on the late times / by Mr. Abraham Cowley, Sir J. Berkenhead, and the ingenious author of Hudibras, &c.	Cowley, Abraham, 1618-1667.; Birkenhead, John, Sir, 1616-1679.; Butler, Samuel, 1612-1680.	1682 (1682)	Wing C6697; ESTC R35660	25,788	40

said or writ Brookes Strode and the Baron of the Saw-pit With many a Mental Reservation You 'll maintain Liberty Reserv'd your owne For th'publique good the sums rais'd you 'll disburse Reserv'd The greater part for your own Purse You 'll root the Cavaliers out every man Faith let it be reserv'd here If ye can You 'l make our gracious CHARLES a Glorious King Reserv'd in Heav'n for thither ye would bring His Royal Head the only secure Roome For Kings where such as you will never come To keep th'Estates o'th'Subjects you pretend Reserv'd in your own Trunkes You will defend The Church of England 't is your Protestation But that 's New-England by a small Reservation Pow'r of Dispensing Oaths the Papists claime Case hath got leave of God to do the same For you do hate all Swearing so that when You 've Sworn an Oath ye break it streight agen A Curse upon you which hurts most these Nations Cavaliers Swearing or your Protestations Nay though Oaths be by you so much abhorr'd Y'allow God damn me in the Puritan Lord. They keep the Bible from Lay-men but ye Avoid this for ye have no Layety They in a forraigu and unknown Tongue pray You in an unknown Sence your prayers say So that this difference 'twixt ye does ensue Fools understand not them not Wise men you They an unprofitable zeal have got Of Invocating Saints that hear them not 'T were well you did so nought may more be fear'd In your fond Prayers than that they should be heard To them your Non-sence well enough might pass They'd ne'er see that i' th' Divine Looking-Glass Nay whether you 'd worship Saints is not known For y'have as yet of your Religion none They by good-works think to be justifi'd You into the same Error deeper slide You think by Works too justifi'd to be And those ill Works Lies Treason Perjurie But oh your Faith is mighty that hath been As true Faith ought to be of things unseen At Wor'ster Brainford and Edg-hill we see Only by Faith y'have got the Victory Such is your Faith and some such unseen way The publique Faith at last your debts will pay They hold free-will that nought thier Souls may bind As the great Priviledge of all Mankind You 're here more mod'rate for 't is your intent To make 't a Priv'ledg but of Parliament They forbid Priests to marry you worse do Their marriage you allow yet punish too For you 'd make Priests so poor that upon all Who marry scorn and beggery must fall They a bold pow'r o'er sacred Scriptures take Blot out some Clauses and some new ones make Your great Lord Jesuite Brookes publiquely said Brookes whom too little learning hath made Mad That to correct the Creed ye should do well And blot out Christs descending into Hell Repent wild man or you 'll ne'er change I fear The sentence of your own descending there Yet modestly they use the Creed for they Would take the Lord's Pray'r Root and Branch away And wisely said a Levite of our nation The Lord's Pray'r was a Popish Innovation Take heed you 'll grant ere long it should be said An 't be but to desire your Daily Bread They keep the people ignorant and you Keep both the people and your selves so too They blind obedienee and blind duty teach You blind Rebellion and blind faction preach Nor can I blame you much that ye advance That which can onely save ye Ignorance Though Heaven be praised t' has oft been proved well Your Ignorance is not Invincible Nay such bold lies to God himself ye vaunt As if you 'd fain keep him too Ignorant Limbus and Purgatory they believe For lesser Sinners that is I conceive Malignants only you this Trick does please For the same Cause ye've made new Limbuses Where we may lye imprison'd long ere we A Day of Judgment in your Courts shall see But Pym can like the Pope with this dispence And for a Bribe deliver Souls from thence Their Councils claim Infallibility Such must your Conventicle Synod be And Teachers from all parts of th' Earth ye call To make 't a Council Occumenical They sev'ral times appoint from Meats t' abstain You now for the Irish Wars a Fast ordain And that that Kingdom might be sure to Fast Ye take a Course to Starve them all at last Nay though ye keep no Eves Fridays nor Lent Not to dress Meat on Sundays you 're Content Then you Repeat Repeat and Pray and Pray Your Teeth keep Sabbath and Tongues Working day They preserve Reliques you have few or none Unless the Clo● sent to John Pym by one Or Holl●ses Rich Widdow She who carry'd A Relique in her Wombe before she marry'd They in Succeeding Peter take a Pride So do you for your Master ye've deny'd But chiefly Peter's Priviledge ye choose At your own wills to Bind and to Unloose He was a Fisherman you 'll be so too When nothing but your Ships are left to you He went to Rome to Rome you Backward Ride Though both your goings are by some denyed Nor is 't a Contradiction if we say You go to Rome the quite Contrary way He dy'd o' th' Cross that death 's unusual now The Gallows is most lik't and that 's for you They love Church Musick it offends your sence And therefore ye have sung it out from thence Which shews if right your mind be understood You hate it not as Musick but as Good Your Madness makes you Sing as much as they Dance who are bit with a Tarantula But do not to your selves alas appear The most Religious Traytors that eer ' were Because your Troopes Singing of Psalmes do goe There 's many a Traytor has marcht Holborn so Nor was 't your wit this holy project bore Tweed and the Tyne has seen those Tricks before They of strange Miracles and Wonders tell You are your selves a kind of Miracle Even such a Miracle as in writ divine We read o' th' Devils hurrying down the Swine They have made Images to speak 't is said You a dull Image have your Speaker made And that your bounty in offerings might abound Y'have to that Idol giv'n six thousand pound They drive out Devils they fay here ye begin To differ I confess you let them in They maintain Transubstantiation You by a Contrary Philosophers stone To Transubstantiate Metalls have the skill And turn the Kingdoms Gold to Ir'n and Steel I' th' Sacrament ye differ but 't is noted Bread must be Flesh Wine Blood if e'rt be voted They make the Pope their Head y'exalt for him Primate and Metropolitane Master Pym Nay White who sits i' th' Infallible Chaire And most infallably speaks Nonsence there Nay Cromwel Pury Whistler Sir John Wray He who does say and say and say and say Nay Lowry who does new Church-Gover'ment wish And Prophesies like Jonas ' midst the Fish