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Rome for good news, or, Good news from Rome in a dialogue between seminary priest, and a supposed Protestant, at large. An exhortation to bishops. Whereunto is also annexed a discourse between a poor man, and his wife.
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Wallis, Ralph, d. 1669.
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Wing W618; ESTC R236681
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Rome for good News OR Good News from ROME In a Dialogue between a Seminary Priest and a Supposed Protestant at large An Exhortation to Bishops WHEREUNTO Is also annexed a Discourse between a poor Man and his Wife London Printed for the Author THE EPISTLE DEDICATORY I Hope I may without craving pardon for my presumption commend a few lines unto you It s the manner of those that write Books to Dedicate them to such persons as either from whom they have received Favours or Secondly live at present in the sense and enjoyment of Favours received or thirdly expect Favours for the future There 's a concurrence of all these in your Self for first you bestowed your self upon me which as Solomon speaking of a good wife saith She is a Price far above Rubies The Favours received among others were these first you supported your self and three Children by the Milk of your own Breasts when I was in restraint Secondly when I have been surrounded and distressed with a Regiment of how-shall-I-does and what shall-I-does I have found entertainment at your hands especially by those two Inmates of yours that cohabit with you those Ladies of Honour I mean the Lady Peace and the Lady Patience Thirdly A Traveller told me that he was in a place called Canida some part of the West Indies where the Beares all the Winter when the ground was frozen and hard did lye in their Dens and were preserved alive only by sucking and lâ—cking of their Paws a very strange Providence My self and four children have had a great part of our support this hard time by the licking of your fingers I mean by the labours and endeavours of your hands and fingers Fourthly When I have been without imployment and had the offer of severall Inns which we might have kept you would by no means hearken to that telling me that there were several temptations attended that Calling with which I might be overtaken besides that I was an ancient Man your self a young Woman and that you had nothing but your credit to carry you through the world which might be impeached by that means and therefore I must forbear that next whereas I had many small Calls to the Pulpit some of them not exceeding eight pound per annum some 26 l. nay 30 l. per annum with my dyet and the use of a Study of Books where I might have been furnished with good store of Ware to have carried to the Shop and much ado I had to keep my self out of the Pulpit although it were no hard matter for me to stand Centinel two hours in a week in a Pulpit to say Sermons with as much ease as many do your answer hath been Husband I might have been more happy in the world than to have had you yet upon condition you will neither sell Ale nor Preach I will be contented with my condition although it should come to be but bread and water and thus you laid me neck and heels together and were instrumental to keep me both from Pot and Pulpit which are the two last shifts many men undertake I have one thing more to give you thanks for you have born and brought me forth four Children in my latter dayes the youngest wherof although as yet not a quarter old I would be loath to leave for the King of Spains Golden Mines at Perein or at Potosey and what I shall expect for the future is that you will be as good to me as formerly you have been I desire you not to be better its impossible you should Neverthelesse I shall blaze your infirmities to the world and yet without besmutting your Reputation you can neither chide nor scold and when you have had provocations thereunto I have demanded of you how you could be silent your answer hath been I want wit there are some men in the world could wish their wives were as witlesse as your self Upon these Considerations in token of my thankfulnesse I have commended this Paper unto you it is an old piece which I met withall more than fourty years since and learned by heart and kept it in my head so long and lost very little of it having not seen the Copy in all that time I was resolved at last to lay it somewhere else and now bequeath it to you You will say in reading of this little Paper that the same things that were acted by the Prelates are acted with us at this day and therefore may conclude that those Prelates are still alive or else that there is a new resurrection of them No wife not so but you will find that the sinners that lived in the first age of the world have those that resemble them still in their practises As it was in the dayes of Noah c. As Jannes and Jambres withstood Moses so do these also resist the truth And as the Child of the Bond-woman persecutes the Son of the free even so 't is now and so 't is now and this by reason of that enmity that is between the Seed of the Woman and the Serpent The wind bloweth where it listeth by the wind Wife is meant you know the spirit And those Prelates are of those Angels or very much like them as ever they can look mentioned in the Revelations that stand at the four corners of the earth holding the winds that they blow not and that none may buy or sell but they that receive the mark either in their hand or in their fore-head I shall conclude my Epistle with the Marriners speech who having been at Sea and having met with a prosperous Voyage when he comes home telling of it saith thus All this we did with a little Ship and a great God I shall leave you and yours but a little of the world more than to each Child Adams Combe I mean their fingers which with Gods Blessing may prove a good Portion yet as I hope shall leave both you and them in the everlasting Armes of a great God to whose Providence and Protection I commend you which is the desire of him who is Your ever effectionate Husband Consilio Juvans Reader If thou see the Paper I have Commended unto my Wife I hope thou wilt not be offended at it Cannot a poor Man and his Wife talk together by the fire side but the world must be troubled at it There are many Thousand Families talk after this rate Hanc veniam petamusque damusque what leave I take I 'le afford thee to do as much if thou art angry who can help it Farewell Rome for Good Newes OR Good Newes from Rome Protestant WHat News Sr. Shaveling hear you none You should know some I think For many times if any stir You have it in the Clink Priest Yea some there is one Hildersham For that he thought not meet To take the Inquisition Oath Was cast into the Fleet. Prot. Me thinks I should well know the man That 's taken in the Lurch Is it not one
doth what he can To oppose the Romish Church Priest It s he but wote you one that then In high Commission sate In learned sort in open Court His fault did aggravate You 'ld feign know how I tell it now A number standing by In sober wise he doth advise And tells him this plainly That Banbury men were stiff at first Oh they would nothing do But now they would doe best and worst And something over too And you said he will peevish be You 'le in New Prison lie And there perhaps ere long like Bates A Malefactor die Prot. What said he thus then had he quite The poor mans Courage dasht But that he knew it was not true His Lordship over-lasht For thus to speak of worthy Bates How he was not afraid Instead of a Malefactor he A Martyr he should have said What though we are not so precise And little Scripture can We are perswaded he lived well And died a faithful man Will Turner think you turn his Coate And say he cares not what Will Sharp of Banbury change his note And now go fing a flat No Turner stood and heard his tale And was asham'd to hear The Bishop vent such foul untruths Without all shame or fear Priest Well true or false it matters not You see here 's just occasion Why we resolve their Lordships have A Catholique perswasion And truly they deserve our Church Should yield them great applause In shew they much oppose indeed They much maintaine our cause What though they rate us now and then To give the State content And calls us Powder-plotting men That so we may be shent Though you and they do term us oft The common adversary Yet they and we do well agree We very little vary And though in outward policy They needs must make fair weather They know full well their cause and ours Will stand or fall together With Puritans and Preachers all With most our Kingdom shake Accounting those our common foes They present order take Of such Precisians what they can The Churches they disarme And leave in Pulpit scarse a man Will do us any harme Pro. Yes sundry men soundly to tax Your foul Idolatry Your Masse your Vows your Pilgrimage And Popes Supremacy Your Salt your Spittle and your Cream Your kneeling to the Bread Your Sacrifice your Fasting dayes And prayers for the Dead Your calling on departed Saints Your Purgatory fire Strange Penance pardons Indulgence And such like Popish mire Your Censing and Baptizing Bells Your Tapers and your Lights Your Crossing holy Water Oyle And conjuring of Sprits Your Orders Altars and perfumes Your Letany procession Strange Language lying Miracles Auricular confession Your Church beliefe your Merits Works of Supererrogation Your Cannonizing Traytorus Saints Your gross Equivocation Your Singing Ringing Requiems Your Monthly minds your Feasts Your Legends Bulls babe frighting toys More base then Skoginggs jests Your pillar prayers reliques woods Your Curtsey knocking breasts Your false Communion kissing paxe And keeping it in Chests Your Counsels Cannons decretals Decrees and mens Traditions Your Jewish Churchings and such like A thousand superstitions These are the Doctrines whereunto Your practises do suite All which our Learned Clergy-men Do labour to confute Priest In words 't is true your Clergy-men Our Doctrines do disclaime But who sees not therein they give Themselves a privie maime We some time hear and well can bear You call our Doctrine dotage Provided though you do not eate Our meate you sup our Pottage What are our Ceremonies good And are our Doctrines naught In sense can these be practised And not the other taught The blusters which your Doctours makes 'T is but a blast of breath There 's in it no such danger 't is No Dagger but a Sheath Themselves must sob and come and Crouch And cause to bow the knee When as they bid to take and eate The Bread as well as we They must put on our worthy weeds Cap Tippet and Surplus And do such rites for which what word Or Warrant but from us If any other should alledge Alas he should but feigne And Coyn them from his own conceit Or from some others brain What orders have we you have not I 'le wage an hundred pounds Our Papacy your Prelacy Stands at the self same grounds You keep our Fasts and feastings days You read our Leiturgy Our Cannons and your Laws from us You have your Ministry Your Churchings Organs and your quire Your Letany containes Some worthy points whereof there is Not one of us complaines All points wherein we will accord I cannot recken up On Fishstreet hill one gives the Bread But would not give the Cup. One pleads in Pulpit for our faith Implicit and eare shrift And saith none kneelers must be damn'd They can it no way shift A third to prove you kneeling good Although it came from us Reads in our Mass book word for word And thence concludeth thus Here 's Sursam Corda which saith he We have from Popish write Our Church as good reteins and which Of us complains of it Some yet more cunningly concur In act and shun the name Like Usurers when as our work And worship is the same Our Robes must be your Ornaments Or for distinction sake You must have honest burial And therefore prayers make Our Churchings are your giving thanks Strange Language Learning deep Instead of our procession you Perambulations keep Our kneeling is your comliness Our Cross in babes face Is now become your Christian badge And no small sign of grace Our Images are portraitures Of men that do adorn Your Churches if you pull them down It hardly will be born If Banbury men will do there geere I tro they have their doom Their orders are well stuffe I hear With welcome news to Rome Ye welcome news I hope ere this 'T is over all the Town Your Church men have no thority To thrust our pictitures down Your homily saith they defile wherein it seems to lye This order writes another Style To wit they beautifie And so concludes that who so doth them molish or deface Is justly censured as one That doth profane the place What practice we that you do not Have we Stews you have stage Blaspheme we you have Lotery Maintain'd with wrong and rage Pardon we faults you let forth fees For filthinesse to farme The strumpet poor must penance pay The rich hath no such harm Sometime indeed for very need The silly stand in sheet When with bare breast and head bare drest The silken walk in street In brief what ere may be the fruit Of all your tollerations Our penance pardons indulgence And other dispensations The same is of your punishing Of sin by sheet or purse Your fees for absolution Your Canons Court and Curse Nay further name a sin who can That any doth commit But your conformity will breed Or feed and foster it Ah ha Sir Large how like you this Did he not say the troth That said you would