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A35445 The visions of Pasquin, or, A character of the Roman court, religion and practices together with an account of the arts of the Pope's nephews to get money, the tricks of the priests to fill the churches coffers by masses for the dead, the policy of the Jesuites to cully princes, and cheat Christendom, as also an exact description of purgatory and hell, in a dialogue between Pasquin and Marsorio, translated out of Italian.; Pasquillus ecstaticus. English Curione, Celio Secondo, 1503-1569. 1689 (1689) Wing C7622A; ESTC R13924 82,935 71

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of the brain of the brain because by keeping others from reading they enclose amongst themselves that which ought to be in common to all by which means picking out from forbidden Books what the Labours of deceased Authors have composed they make use of them to enrich their own Sermons And I my self knew a certain Inquisitor that passed for a famous Preacher who extracted all the fine juice of his Sermons from some forbidden Books changing nothing but the names and I know not what figures And indeed in the prohibited Books the finest conceptions in the World are to be found to expose Vice it being necessary to make that common which the Inquisitors intended a secret and for the pecuniary interest men are afraid of prohibited Books because some scrupulous persons out of fear of Excommunication as soon as they hear of an Edict against any Book carry it to the Inquisition and the Father Inquisitor or his Vicar after they have drawn all the juice our of it sell it at a dear rate to some stranger finding to colour such a sale a hundred pretences which all the Inquisitors abound in P. If thou hadst ever observed my dear Marforius the particularities of forbidden Books as I have done thou wouldst be astonished Dost thou believe that those Popes are zealous of the Honour of God and that the Cardinals fear God or those Inquisitors who exclaim against those Books which publish the Vices of the Church-men Alas the Popes who have zeal in their hearts the Cardinals who have Souls pure from the ordures which corrupt the Ecclesiastical State and the Inquisitors who walk in the ways of our Lord mock at those Satyrs and Libels and Histories which correct the Vices of others saying with a heart full of zeal We must correct Vices and so take away from Detractours the cause of their murmuring and writing Behold all that honest Prelates say when they hear talk of prohibited Books and why so but because they find not their Consciences offended by those Books The Horse who feels the Spurs in his sides bounces runs away and throws his Rider The same thing falls out with the Ecclesiasticks for those who find their Consciences prickt with the prohibited Books leap exclaim run up and down clamour and one would think the Devil were at the tail of them but those who are not spurr'd in their Consciences knowing very well that the Books do not speak of them having given no occasion laugh at every thing feigning to know nothing not needing to take notice of that which doth not at all concern them M. 'T is certain the thing is just as thou sayest and I know a German Canon who goes crying up and down the Streets and the Courts of Cardinals against all those Books which reprove the Church-men's Vices and not without reason whilst in every page of the prohibited Books he finds the picture of his Life he being a Sodomite a Simoniack a Cut-throat a Seducer a Whore-master a Pimp scandalous and a sworn Enemy of his Breviary therefore seeing he cannot correct himself because his nature is too much depraved and inclined to evil he beats his brain to smother all those Books and those Authors who describe him just as he is P. I know what Canon thou speakest of I am acquainted with him he lives in Rome but the greatest of his Vices is that he is a great Spy. M. Thou hast hit him it is the very same But I pray thee let us return into the Chamber of the Inquisitors P. No I am just going out of it for with these Kinds of People the less you have to do with them the better So that as soon as we had observed this magnificent Inquisition I went forward going out at another very little door and so narrow that I was fain to draw in my very breath to get out the easier the way tho dark conducted me to a much more obscure Gallery where was a Man walking and mourning in certain Accents which forced compassion whose despairing sorrow made my very heart melt and the more because I could discern nothing but his voice and the motion of his body Besides when he perceived me to draw near him he burst out the louder saying O wretched me that I should ever have Damned my self for the evil actions of others which made me believe he was some poor Confesser since the Confessors usually damn themselves by taking upon them other folks sins so I endeavoured to console him as if he had been such a one but he weeping more bitterly thus answered me What a Confessor I am a miserable Book-seller who am condemned to these torments for having Traded in other men's Works Then drawing a little nearer him I began to call to mind who he was and I no sooner knew him but I began to admire the Effects of the Divine Justice because he was one of those Stationers who Print and Sell the most scandalous profane railing and wicked Books that the Devil himself could have suggested In fine his Shop was a Brothel-house of the wickedest and most lascivious sort of Books Notwithstanding I seemed to pity him not to put him into higher despairs but he easily perceived that my compassion was but feigned whereupon he said unto me What should one do This is the usual misery of our Profession that we Stationers are not condemned like other men for our own wicked works but suffer these Acute Torments for the wicked works of others He would have run on but a Devil stopt his mouth by burning leaves of old Books at his nose which made an insufferable stink at which I said within my self If Book-sellers be condemned to such bitter pains for only selling such Books what the Devil shall be done with the Authors who Compose them M. Was there no other Stationer then but this I very much wonder at that and the more because ordinarily the Book-sellers and the Authors understand one another very well so that I should have thought they might have been altogether P. I am also of that Opinion that there were more Stationers in this place but no great number for there are but few that meddle with such fort of ware and those most commonly such who have a large Conscience that is to say none or an interested one but yet there are some who do it to serve their Friend but that service is never separate from interest Then as to Authors I will tell thee that having asked the poor Stationer if he did not know whither so many Authors went who blot so much Paper with their scribbles he made me lean my ear to an Iron wall which was on the right side with a little window in it which I no sooner drew near too but I perceived a braying like that which Asses make but much louder and more lamentable so that I was amazed and wholly besides my self and the rather because the Devil told me that all these were Authors of Books
and none found for Christ to write to the Romans with Truly the Romans have far greater need of the protection of Christ than the Messineses have of the Protection of the Virgin yet the Messineses say that the Virgin offered them her protection in that letter now behold what made me think it possible that Christ should send an express from heaven to the Romans M. And I quite contrary should have believed that Christ had renewed his Memory in Rome with that particular Letter that it might not be absolutely effaced because the Romans think so much of the Pope now that they remember nothing at all of Christ But tell me could not the messenger inform thee of some particularities P. Messengers dear brother are such who carry without knowing what they bear or having any thing to do besides undergoing the Weight Yet I could not forbear asking him some questions but he excused himself saying he had no time to discourse with me besides he could not tell any great matter unless it were what he imagined and what an Angel had told him which was that Christ exhorted the Romans in these letters not to suffer themselves to be abused with so many false Introductions of Papal Statutes that they should continually read the Sacred Scripture in the Vulgar tongue for in that they would see the great abuses which were found in the Church his Spouse The poor messenger could tell me nothing else so he followed on his way and I entered into the Court turning about this way and that way to view the Pictures which indeed deserved looking on for the curiosity of the designs M. But what were those curious designs you so magnify P. Of some Fathers who force their daughters to become Nuns of certain Priests who select penitents of Missionaries who manage the conversion of the Hereticks of Prelates who Negotiate for Benefices of Popes who dispense Indulgences of Merchants who buy Mules for the Cardinals and a hundred thousand of such kind of things but that which delighted me most was to see the postures those persons were drawn in and as I was walking round about a Priest stood just before me at least he appeared to be one to my eyes who shewed me a great Gate which was in the middle of one of the four Walls which I had seen well enough before but had no intention to go in at it Judging it better to go in at another lesser door which was in the other Wall over against the great one when the Priest coming near me without asking me either how or when or whence I came or whither I went perswaded me to go into that great Gate which stood open telling me it was my right way and talking thus he led me on to the threshold of that Gate but I knowing very well of what metal the Priests and Friers are made ever teaching things contrary to what the Apostles had taught thought to have entered in by the little Gate which the good Priest had turned his back to not being able to imagine that the other Gate could Conduct me into any place of a good issue because a Priest directed it who ceased not to reiterate his intreaties to have me go in at the great one upon which making a little reflexion I reasoned thus with my self What can this be What can ever befal me worse than to go into Hell And if it be so I should not be the first man which has been sent into Hell by the Priests why do I then delay and linger so long before I go in What is my life more precious than the life of so many Emperors and Princes and Kings that have suffered themselves to be led into Hell by the Counsel of so many Priests and Friers But what do I say What am I afraid of This person can by no reason be accounted a Priest for the Priests will scarce open their mouths to speak two Syllables unless they be paid for it before hand with ready money therefore this man that does not ask me a farthing cannot be a Priest no not so much as a Frier M. The Argument was not bad but what did you resolve at last P. I resolved to obey the Priest and go in at the greater Gate which I did but see the ill luck on 't I was no sooner gone in but the Gate shut it self and the Priest remained without and my self within Then to tell thee the truth I thought my self dispatch't believing I had been Trepan'd and the rather because I observed that the inside of this place was very different from the outside there being Light and Ornament and here Obscurity and Confusion M. God knows how thy heart beat seeing thy self in such a place and without knowing of any body P. Truly I trembled all over and would have been glad to have been near the Gate of the people in Rome Yet seeing it was impossible to get out of doors that were shut I began to knock and cry out aloud to the Priest to come open them for me but all in vain for the Priest who staid of the other side let me chatter and scold laughing as if his sides would burst If I had had any money I would have proffered him some because these fine Gentlemen the Priests are used to fetch Souls out of Purgatory by the Vertue of money and I in that darkness shut up with so many great Chains resembled a Soul in Purgatory and imagined my self to be one indeed Yet I left off crying any more Miseremini mei being sure I should not have any relief because I had got no money to purchase it M. My thinks 't is a great shame to Christianity to have it said that the Religious will not fetch any Soul out of Purgatory without money P. 'T is so and what is worse every thing is masqued under the Cloak of devotion and the Interessed Avidity of the religious Orders are come to such a height that they are no more look't upon as abuses having so bewitched the minds of the people that they believe those things to be Alms and Charities which are absolute Thefts and Ambition of ruling But I will stop no longer at this story of the door but proceed to tell thee that despairing of any hope of getting back I resolved to pursue my Voyage further though to speak the truth the further I went in the more I repented the undertaking such a Journey being sure I should arrive very suddenly at Hell because as I went on I perceived many signs of it as sparks of fire stinking of pitch and great heat in the ground to my feet and huge showers of Cinders and Ashes so that it was impossible for me to Imagine that that way could lead to any other place but either the Hell of the damned or Vesuvius of Naples That which most afflicted me was that from time to time I seemed to hear languishing voices howling of Wolves Yelling of Goats Neighing