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A25904
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The Art of preaching to a parson.
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1685
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Wing A3794; ESTC R10523
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Blushing at his Rash Attempts retire 'T is difficult that Ticklish Course to tread Nought for your Voice Air Style can Intercede Your Words or Actions There All will be scann'd And are if not in Great Perfection Damn'd Sincerity and Christian Vertues There Very Unwelcome and Uneasy are And yet the Orator no Good can do Who 's not both Censurer and Christian too Each Man for th' Image of his Vices looks Whose Giddy Humour the Thing done provokes Then They in question his Discretion call For having in Resemblance pleas'd them All. Go in those Places Heav'n does You command Appear Conducted by th' Almighty Hand Confine your Wishes and with Patience bear To Preach to Them who follow You to Hear Cook at Court Preaches Hook in Country-Town Which is the Best in your Opinion Cook makes us Sleep we Weep when we hear Hook Hook then we needs must judge worth Ten of Gook If your Starrs prove Malignant and unkind If with Great Lords You no Beception find Your wonted Importunity forbear Trouble not Them who have no Mind to Hear For Propagation of the Faith to show Your Ardent Zeal an Emissary go In Remote untaught Desarts raise your Voice Do by Necess'ty what One did by Choice YOur Talent useless 't is too long to keep To tire the Town and Lull the Court Asleep Poor Sinners who from Life's Refreshment stray Might quench their thirst with what you cast away Parson The Imputation's chiefly due And Scandal of their Ignorance to you Of You do I for want of This complain You whom Heav'n form'd great Lords to entertain On then perform what Heaven for You decreed With your enchanting Eloquence proceed 'T is high Time therefore get into the Chair Stay 'till I've Powder'd and curl'd up my Hair Took off my Beard says He I 'le strait be There O Parson Who do You design to please With such Fantastick Foppish Pains as these Is' t possible so Worldly an Out-side Can be to Gospel-Truth so near Ally'd Fasting do your Plump Ruddy Cheeks promote Or Penitence your Powder'd Hair denote Happy is He whom Nature in the Chair Freely Endow'd with a Delightful Air 'T is necessary thought but by a Fop But there are Other Ways to be cry'd up It is not your Affected Air does move But as the Sermon is the Hearers prove Neglect in Pulpit no beseeming Grace Ascend with Modesty the Sacred Place And by your Venerable Carriage show That You the Reverence of your Function know At your First Entry be not over-loud And Elevate your Subjects to the Clouds Speak out with Force What boots it You to cry At last You Passionate may if justly be The People's Genius no Controulment bear Words please the Great Ones Best the People Tears To Please by Turns their different Palates seek Cry at St. Margets at the Abby Speak Manage your Voices Force and Latitude That without Pain You may be understood This shunning Slowness Gallops on Post-haste The Other Jades in fear to march too fast One I can't Follow nor for T'other Stay And Neither pleasing Me I go my way Too Fast their Sermons or too Lagging go When they 'd by heart say what by halv's they know Their Mem'ry then falls from full Speed to Trot What You 'd say should in Readiness be got To be got Ready well be Study'd must Ev'n then You should your Memory distrust 'T is a great Blot when in its Place too late A Word arrives that makes Youi Hesitate And of a Natural Expression fail We in concern Sweat Tremble and grow Pale Without Book Word for Word your Sermon get But let your Mem'ry to your Thought submit Not to Constrain or Bridle it pretend But Thought admit and Words when You can mend Extempore with Repeated Words abounds There Phrases never keep within their Bounds Words spoke at Random have not half the Grace As a Word ranked in its Proper Place But Plain Discourse of Oder void and Art Is Better than a Startcht One got by Heart Manage your Fires for some conceive they charm When Toils and Travels their Chil'd Fancies warm Defective of that Necessary Fire Help from their Neighbour They for Need require So under Heroes Trembling Souldiers stand Guessing the Battle to be near at hand Their slumb'ring Valour by Degrees retrieve When Unconcern'd Their Leader They percieve And by his Looks strikes Terror in his Foes Then from the Field in Glorious Tryumph goes Valour was never Judged by a Noise Nor Eloquence beholding to a Voice In vain to kindle Fires the Preacher tries Which want of Zeal to his own Breast denies And tho' he strives with Warmth drawn up by Art Seems Ice to me and cannot warm my Heart To put hard stress upon your Voice refrain Nor t' incommode your Health your Body strain To Regular Motions let your Hand be brought To shew Your Meaning and express Your Thought You 'd swear That into sinful Souls our Priest Would beat deep sorrow in with 's doubled Fist Be You more Wife and let not your Address Your frequent Posture-Practising confess Nature does Guide the Hand the Voice the Eye And fuitable to the Discourse all Three Upon That Subject One has Verses Writ And you may read 'em o're if you think fit To all your faults be Rigorous as you can I nam'd you Snipson a down-right honest Man Learned by Nature fitted for the Chair His Wit 's Obstruction was his Rustick Air. His Friends outragious tho' in Vain were grown Correct your Air cry'd They Change your Tone In answer He more Clownish does reply Your Dainty Fine-Mouth'd Preachers I defy Far from Faults mending which reproved were In Them He was well pleas'd to persevere Says He For my part I the Gospel Preach And shall not mind what some pretend to Teach So London cast him off thus Unrefin'd And He no Audience could in Village find At This Discourse a Citizen in pet I hear cry out What would you Sir be at Must no Man ever Preach but what 's Polite Why Pray so sharply the dead Collins bite But rashly my Intentions you Accuse And Slander my Discreet and Cautious Muse For you shall find in my Descriptions still Vice real is The rest is what you will Let 's Talk of Collins since that Man you name The Clownishness which you in Snipson blame As much to Collins to belong is known And yet he had the knack to Charm the Town If you the least of his Success should doubt His Bishoprick most plainly makes it out I doubt it not But where Tends your Discourse To shew That Void of Art by Natures force In Pulpit a meer Clown may have success Why did not I my self as much confess You of your Harpur do the Carriage blame Why may not I of Snipson's do the same If He is for his Clownishness forfook Must We on This as on a Wonder look Let 's leave Our waspish Cit whom I offend But one Word more and I will make an End All That does please is Good and should be fought The contrary Retrench for 't is a fault When Clowns can please so well What need of Art But Justness pleases still the Major Part. Study hard to acquire it and forbear To think it Bigot-like an Impious care For Our Conversion not Diversion Aim The Citizens your Artless Sermons Love The Lords no lefs the Contrary approve Say not that Zeal at Court is useless grown For Sin does Reign in Court as well as Town And there is many an honest Christian Heart Which may be Touch't if th' Preacher does his part There expert Do many Souls from custom'd Sins convert There ev'ry day He shews the Truth bare-fac'd By many made perhaps to be Embrac'd A hundred more I easily could name Whose Zeal no way Inferiour to their Fame Sent the Creators purpose to effect Will tread the Course where Heav'n did them direct To Me in Private Villages forlorn Their Names on Wings of Echoes shall be borne Pleas'd their Court-Sermons are on Vertue made I free from Envy which attends That Trade Am as contented my Acquaintance shou'd Silenc'd or follow'd be for th' Publick GOOD FINIS ERRATA PAge 3. Line 5. for being read begin p. 17. l. 6. for his r. our p. 21. l. 12. for for r. but. p. 25. l. 4. for Christian 's r. Christian Liberty p. 38. l. 8. for Mouth r. Mouths Ibid. l. 11. for Similies r. Similes p. 51. for They really r. really They.