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A satyr against atheistical deism with the genuine character of a deist : to which is prefixt an account of Mr. Aikenhead's notions, who is now in prison for the same damnable apostacy / by Mungo Craig.
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Craig, Mungo.
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Wing C6800; ESTC R28574
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A SATYR AGAINST Atheistical Deism With the Genuine Character of a DEIST To which is Prefixt An account of Mr. AIKINHEAD's NOTIONS Who is now in Prison for the same Damnable APOSTACY By MUNGO CRAIG S. Ph. Sac. Th. Do you Admire why with Satyrick Rhyme I Scourge the whifling Scoundrels of the Time To be resolv'd turn o'er the Page and you The Justice of my Quarrel will avow And must Adopt the same if you be not A silly Fop or Epicurean Sot Semper ego auditor tantum nunquamque reponam Vexatus toties Si Natura negat facit indignatio versum Qualemcunque potest Quales ego Juven Sat. 1. EDINBURGH Printed for Robert Hutchison and Sold at his Shop in the Head of the Colledge-Wind M. DC XCVI A Catalogue of the Works promised to the World by T. Aik Gent. the meerest Don Quixot in Nature but one of the principal Patrons and Promoters of the Witty I would have said Witless Sect. I. DEath Dead and Burried without hope of Resurrection or A discovery of the as incomparable as impossible Aurum Potabile Aikinheadaeum i. e. Chimaericum Being a Soveraign Antidote against all external and internal Causes of Death And when applyed by Art can raise the Dead and perfect the imperfect works of Nature Yea it can cure a Man although he were cloven in twain or to give you the Authors own Phrase Tho' he were speldered like a dry Haddock II. Machina Dedalaea magna atque nova or A new Engine of the same use in Air that Ships are in Water whereby we may have easy Commerce with the other Vortices and especially with the World in the Moon III. The Indies in a Crucible or An expeditious infallible and cheap way of making the Philosopher-Stone in four Hours time and for 4 sh expenses being an excellent Proposal for maintaing the present War without troubling the Leidges either for Pol-penny or Hearth-money IV. Lux e tenebris or A clear Refutation of all the Self-evident Principles of Reason with the establishment of those of Nonsense exactly Calculated to the Capacity of Block-heads whereby they may be able to toss any Thing extempore pro con without the help of the Lullian Art V. The Power and Extent of Imagination demonstrated or The way of working All Things by Exalted Fancy especially of bringing the Author to the Gallows if not to the infernal Lake By what is here said concerning Mr. Aikinhead's ridiculous Works the Reader may easily judge how Frothy and Crackbrain'd a Fellow he is But should we trouble you with a Recital of his damnable Extravagancies in Divinity it wou'd prove no less ungrateful Task to our Pen than nauseous to any Pagan let be Christian Ear being a compleat Aggregat of all the Blasphemies that ever were vented maintained or excogitated by the Atheistical Ministers of Satan in all Ages with an Overplus of his own Coining So that without Envy he may be denominated the Non plus ultro of Atheism Lest any think that this is only a Calumny cast either upon the Party or Person forenamed the Book-binder promises in name of the Author to produce a considerable Number of Witnesses who can give their Oath that they heard him boast of the above-mentioned ridiculous Notions A SATYR against DEISM GReat GOD what dire Enimity do I ' Mongst my divided Faculties espy How in the Palace of my Soul each Power Another fiercely threatens to devour Which Horror and Confusion in the end Do civil War and bloody Jarrs protend Unless All-ruling Providence direct Another Event than we do expect Or Man from second Causes could detect For while with resolute and factious Bands My partial Judgement selfishly gain-stands The venting of my Rage against the Proud Ungodly Scumms and Self-conceited Croud Not that it doth not judge them worth the Strips Of Juvenal and Horace or the whips Of bitter Perseus but that still it pleads Self-impotence for such Heroick Deeds My lofty Will enflam'd with zealous Fire T' atchieve more Noble Projects hath desire Despising private Infamy the stain Of Clown or Poetaster doth disdain When great Jehovah's thought-surpassing Love Toward His undeserving Creatures move The Wheels of my Affections swell'd to see This scoff'd at with an impious We-hee Of Hells abortive Brood Or when the Right And Dignity of Humane Souls the Light And Product of sound Reason do compete With the small Credit of my humble state O Joys I see the Cub-web Sophistry That did misguide my Judging Faculty Dispell'd and her resolving to fulfil The Dictates of the better-guided Will. Then let the Spring tide of my Passions rise T' its greatest height and O! that I had thrice As great a Force as e're in Mortal yet Our Nat'ral Constitution did permit For why should I suspect the Breach of Bounds When tho they were compos'd of Rage of Hounds Wolves Bears with Vipers Tongues Adder-stings The Quintessence of Choller and all things That savour both of Madness and of Rage When on improper Objects they asswage Their extream Fury then tho ne'er so large Would be impotent found for such a Charge As I 'm oblig'd now to engage them in To whip the maddest-Heaven-daring Sin That ev'r was hatched in Hell or act'd upon This Universal Theatre since the Throne Of Soul-destroying Sin began to show It s Sacrilegious Tragedy below A Sin which tho' Natures ingrafted Light And all Gods holy Councils with Despight It totally rejects and doth deny An' other Notion of a Diety Than what of meer Repugnancies is coin'd A Sorry maimed Bug-bear where disjoyn'd Are all th' essential Attributes divine That in an independent God combine Yet marching from th' infernal Lake in State And Equipage of Hell Malice and Hate Undaunted Impudence and strong Delusion Satanick Rage and Machins of Confusion To act the Divils utmost Spight and try How this last powerful Scene of his Envy Can the Foundations of Christs Kingdom shake And spread the Jurisdiction of his Lake Hath so possess'd some Epicurean Beasts Stun'd with the Fumes of wine luxurious feasts And hellish Magick void of saving Grace Pedantick Bruits who neither time nor space On Truths investigation can bestow Vain glorious Nothings with an empty show â—hat briskly reeling where the roving Light â—f misled Fancy terminates their sight â—elight themselves to catch at empty Wind â—nd Creatures of an ill-distracted Mind â—ill utterly they lacking Sense and Terror â—e lost in Satan's Labyrinth of Error And yet a Drunkard or distemp'red Man Who rising from his Couch of Rest doth scan â—y Night a Precipice led by the vain â—maginations of his troubled Brain â—nows as much of the Danger he is in â—s they do of their exâ—ecrable Sin Yet these our Hero's be profoundly wise Who Things Divine and Humane so despise â—lown up with airy Possibilities And Sceptick-doubting of all Destinies Huffing at Reason like the Cuccow cry Begone God Christ Scripture and Piety Let 's Eat and Drink to Morrow must we dy