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A55165 The plot in a dream, or, The discoverer in masquerade in a succinct discourse and narrative of the late and present designs of the papists against the King and government : illustrated with copper plates / by Philopatris. Philopatris. 1681 (1681) Wing P2598; ESTC R7519 110,309 297

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the Tiburnian Trident mangled by the hands of a cruel Carnifico into four quarters I took a sad leave of them and what is become of them I know not being since become a Wanderer in shades of darkness to find out that place of light and happiness which the Petropolitans told me would be the certain portion of all such as dyed in that Cause that I suffer'd for Why said I then were you a Petropolitan Ay replyed he or I had never left the other world so untimely it was my Zeal my Zeal for their Cursed Cause and with that he began to bite his Tongue afresh and to rave at the rate he had before done I stay'd with some trouble in my spirit till his passion was over and he began a little to recover himself and then I asked him the meaning of his biting his Tongue in that violent manner he told me it was but a just Revenge he took upon that Member for betraying him to that Cursed End but said he to satisfie your Curiosity at once for I perceive you are a stranger to the affairs of the other world as well as I am now I will tell you in short the History of my Tragedy I was upon Earth the Son of a Citizen of Londinopolis and a Petropolitan and being educated and instructed in that Religion I betook my self for some time to travel where I was farther instructed in the Policies of that People and of a Design they had laid against my late native Country of Albonia which I suppose is yet on foot although I am untimely taken off from seeing the end of it Upon my return into Albonia I was imployed by my Father to look after the Cash which he being by trade a Goldsmith was intrusted in his hands by the Petropolitan Party but the Plot for carrying on of which the said Mony was treasured up coming unluckily to be Discover'd they began to call in their Monies so fast that I began thereby to be perplexed and confused in my mind about clearing my accounts with them upon this I contracted such a spight and revenge in my mind against the Albonian Government as the cause of this disaster that I could not forbear letting loose this cursed Tongue of mine one time amongst Company where I was overheard into these expressions which I then spake in the Franconian Lingua my Consorts being of that Country The King of Albonia is a grand Heretick and the greatest Rogue in the World There 's the Heart striking his hand upon his Breast and here 's the hand that will kill him my self Some other words I spoke to the like purpose treasonable enough all which being overheard by the Company in the next room One of them a Loyal Gentleman was so exasperated thereby that he drew towards the room where we were to have run me through with his Sword and had done it had not his Friend interposed so they spared me for this time to reserve me for a worse punishment for upon this they having enquired out my Lodging presently went and gave in their Informations of this passage for by the Laws of Albonia no man dares conceal Treason as this was under peril of his own Life and thereupon the next day being summoned to answer it before the King and his Council I was by them committed to the Den of Thieves where I remained till my Tryal and then upon clear proof made of the words spoken notwithstanding I would fain have made my Tongue then to have loosened what it had tied before by some Petropolitan Evasion it was the opinion of the Court that I deserved to dye and had Judgment accordingly passed upon me to be executed as a Traitor by strangling and dismembring of my Body which Sentence has been lately executed upon me and now Bodiless as I am I wander in these Shades to find a rest The little comfort I have is that before this time my poor limbs are disposed by my Friends in some quiet repository that they may not remain as standing Dishes for Kites and Crows to feed on But Oh this Tongue this Tongue cryed he beginning then to rave again as before I advised him seeing that noisy Instrument was so great a torment to him to bite it off rather than to be troubled with the keeping of it telling him withal that I was going back to the other World and if he thought good would take it along with me and present it to some of his Petropolitan Friends who no doubt would dearly esteem it as a precious Relict No said he it deserves no such foolish honours although such for ought I can see be the only Recompence that the Petropolitan Church allows its Martyrs as they call us when they suffer in its Cause I will rather keep it to punish it for my own folly and with that gnashing upon it twice or thrice as a Token of his Revenge I heard him give a shriek and then presently disappeared Farewel thou poor deluded Ghost farewel Stories unto the other World go tell Of thine own folly let this be thy Note I am the Caitiff that hath cut my Throat With my own Tongue curs'd be that Zeal that first Inflam'd it and that devilish Cause be curst That caus'd it Now the difference I feel 'Twixt sober Actions and a wrong-plac'd Zeal My Vision presently carried me back to the City entring into which by one of the Gates methoughts I saw upon the battlements of it fixed upon a long P●le the Arms and Shoulders of a Man with many Spectators gazing at it I supposing it to be of the quarters of some Tra●●or lately executed enquired of one of the By-standers whose it was he told me it was the Goldsmith's that was lately executed for speaking treasonable words against the King Why said I were not his quarters buried Yes replied the other by the King's leave he was suffered to be buried but his Petropolitan Friends to take of the ignominie of his End performed it with so much superstitious Devotion besides the extraordinary pomp of it as if it had been the funeral of some great Saint or Worthy rather than a Traitor which being looked upon as an affront both to the Government and Iustice of the Nation His Body was Ordered to be taken up again and the mangled quarters of it to be set up on some of the principal Gates of the City in such manner as this here is disposed of I could not but think nowhow the poor Ghost was cheated thinking his Body might have been suckling of Worms in some earthly repository when alas the thing he so much abhorred it was hung up for Birds meat I was not long after transported by a like Vision into a most dismal place and full of Horror I expected I was then again in the Regions of the Dead and that I should meet some more Spectrums as one I did a proper comly Person to look to but in his motion his limbs quivered