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The Church of England's glory, or, The Vindication of episcopacy
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1688
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Wing C4194; ESTC R33292
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The Church of ENGLAND's Glory OR THE Vindication of Episcopacy With Allowance July 3. 1688. NOW call to mind Edom remember well Your cursed Cries against God's Israel Now who 's Disloyal where 's the obstinate And busie Fops that tall of Things of State A Plot a Plot Who is' t that now looks blue Now where 's Sedition Where 's the Factious Crew Now mock no more go consecrate the Room Where Essex dy'd and think on Russel's Doom Now who are they that cry'd Ram us and Dam us Who is' t that now comes off with Ignoramus Now who 's surmising Fears and Jealousies Now who 's malicious fomenting of Lies Now whose nice Conscience pleads Religion Nay rather they that once swore they had none Now let 's Huzza Huzza Huzza examin Now for the Loyalty exprest by Damming Roaring and Whoring that Rotting and Sinking Hey-Boys New Healths with Bumpers bravely Drinking But say these are the Worst whose Words are Wind But mark our Doctrines and the more refin'd Now where 's the Doctrine made the Pulpits ring 'T was all Divine to Love and Laud the King Where 's Loyal Sermons now Where are they gone Heark heark a while and you shall hear anon Where 's Non-resistance now Now where 's Compliance Why here in this to bid the King Defiance In what an Edict No His Declaration For Conscience Liberty to free the Nation From those accursed Penal Laws and Test That Tender Conscience ever might have Rest But now 't is Popery Popery that 's the Song 'T is coming like a Flood But pray how long Has Fear of Popery been this dreadful Tone Just since you let the Protestants alone 'T is Fear of Papists Good lack Sad's the Case Since they 've excell'd Episcopals in Grace No sooner Clemency doth Peace propose But Envy cries Take heed of Popish Foes Was 't not for fear of Popery once ago You writ and printed preach'd and raged so Down with Dissenters thus with Storm and Thunder Magistrates mind your Duty seise and plunder Fine and imprison ruin follow 't hot This was for fear of Popery was it not Thus Persecution echo'd from the Pulpit But now look simply say you cannot help it Law was not then so much as it is since But the King's Pleasure as you made Pretence Yet though you 've lost the Spur you 'd hold the Bridle With a streight Rein too O! but that 's as idle As those that blame this Liberty of Conscience And have the Impudence to say 't is Nonsence Were they which God forbid but half so long To feel the Right that did Dissenters wrong They'd wiser be kinder and humbler too who 're now so proud they know not what they do Now who are they that cannot be content With Regal Right but Acts of Parliament Of their own chusing Yet this will not do But must have also Convocation too Now who like Toads spit Venom swell and pant Now who are they that have the way to Cant Now who 's most busic to degrade the King And who knows what With secret Whispering And holding Consults who makes Parties now For to rebell the Malecontent knows how Fat Benefits and Tythes and Bishopricks Do not content you O these little Tricks For Mordecai stoops not Here 's the Dispute You want the Power still to Persecute Whence comes this Rule to Lord it o're the rest From Tory-Gospel Penal-Laws and Test Touch 'em in that and they 'll begin to wince And galled Loyalty spurns at their Prince But poor Dissenters now as heretofore Thankful for Peace rejoice and seek no more But now 't is well your cursed Power 's subdu'd Here 's Peace which others like But let 's conclude Here 's your own Language and the Work of late You glory'd in and still wou'd vindicate Look in this Glass and learn to blush for shame Be Christians once and stain no more that Name LONDON Printed for R. W. 1688.