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A35803 The Devil pursued, or, the The Right saddle laid upon the right Mare a satyr upon Madam Celliers standing in the pillory : being convicted for the publishing of a late lying scandalous pamphlet called Malice defeated &c. / by a person of quality. Person of quality. 1680 (1680) Wing D1220; ESTC R43126 1,689 1

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The DEVIL pursued OR The right Saddle laid upon the right Mare A SATYR UPON Madam Celliers standing in the Pillory Being Convicted for the Publishing of a late Lying Scandalous Pamphlet called Malice Defeated c. By a Person of QUALITY ALas what has this poor Animal done That she stands thus before the rising Sun In all the heats of Infamy and Disgrace The sure Remarks of a bold Brazen-face Truly for no great hurt nor for much harm Only inventing to spill Royal Blood to keep it warm Fire Cities Burn Houses and devast Nations Ruine us in all our several stations But who would think it from the Woman fine A thing whom Nature itself has made Divine That she should act such horrid barbarous things As to design to stab Statesmen and to Murder KINGS But here she still appears for her ill acts Like second storms after Thunder-claps Philosophers tell us the best things corrupted are the worst And from their own fine species are ever curst When once we take to Ill and Vices Road We then paint out our selves much like the Toad Since Vice not only horrid is from the being of Nature But also from the thing itself and from its own feature Who makes us look at once and that several ways Like Squinting people from their false Optick Rays This teaches us therefore how a strange a thing is Religion That makes one a Vulture the other a Raven and the other a Widgeon To be so very false in the instructing those To commit such horrid acts and with them close As what is opened and presented here By a Popish Midwife called Madam Cellier Go to therefore all ye Papists and Men of the Red Letter Would you but seriously consider of it you would do much better Then Plot such secret villanies against the State The direful operations of your ungodly hate As wilfully to destroy your fellow-Creatures all And butcher them to their Eternal Funeral But Lord what can these Souls plead before thee When they so wilfully flie to their own misery ●urely they are from their Father the Devil The great Oglio and Composition of all Evil Who delights only in the ruine and destruction of Souls As Drunkards do in their inchanted golden Bouls S●nce in one part of Hell Treason is bred and fed And in the other Drunkenness is in triumph led While in the East-corner Stabbing and Murder leers At which the Devil himself he sports and jeers To see his dreadful business and his work go on And Men and Women brought to destruction By his fair Apples through his intices slie At his false charms by his damned Divinity Who never rests till he his Work has done And brought his Children to his Kingdome Since from his fall he only deals in falls As the Pot-Companion runs against the Walls Therefore as we would escape Infamy and punishment here We must by Vertues Looking-glass see most clear Since 't is she only and that she alone That must conduct us to our eternal peaceful home To the Heaven of joys to that bliss above Where all are stroaked by the Pigeon and the Dove To wit by Angels by good Men and all Sages To future times and to succeeding Ages While the wicked shall for ever undergo In Hells deep pit everlasting sorrow As a just reward for Treason Murder and Blood Things that will be there most understood While the Saint and Bravo lives in glory and pleasure here As the glorious Sun lies coaching in the Air In short they that like this I would advise them still To act proceed and go forward in ill Since Prisons the Gallows and Scotch Casements rare Always provided for Malefactors are Poor Cellier you had better brought to bed Any thing than to have a Plot in Triumph led And thus to be received into the worlds charms By Dirt and Stones and other warlike Arms. As in a Sea-storm one Prays and the other Swears And all against the furious Ocean tears So you while thus you treated are Still you must Dine and Sup with the same fare Until the Law be satisfied which will be at Noon And then you may go see the Pope of Rome Shew him the Instruments by which you pelted were Tell him there was for you no better fare Though you desired a Cessation from Trouble Yet it was denied because you were a bubble Therefore these Stones and Dirt ought to be Relicks high And Registred in the present Popes Divinity Until he comes to shew us what he will do To bring all out-lying Deer to sorrow While the English Hunts-men like bid him be quiet Or else they 'll soon prepare him most wholsome Diet Since England still has always hated Rome And every wise man still resolves for home FINIS LONDON Printed for T. Davies 1680.