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death_n	body_n	grace_n	soul_n	7,709	5	5.2107	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A89061	Mercuries message defended, against the vain, foolish, simple, and absurd cavils of Thomas Herbert a ridiculous ballad-maker. Wherein, his witlesse answers are clearly confuted, himselfe found guilty of hypocrisie, catcht broaching of popery, condemned by his owne words, and here and there for his impudent saucinesse jerkt with the rod of correction, to teach him more manners when he writes again. By the author of the said Mercuries message.	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1641 (1641)	Wing M1747; Thomason E160_13; ESTC R22299	13,081	24

sang Moses and the children of Israel this song unto the Lord and spake saying I will sing unto the Lord for he hath triumphed gloriously the horse and his rider hath he throwne into the sea c. Samuel indeed sorrowed for the heavy doom he was commanded by the Lord to denounce against Saul but was reproved by God for it How long saith he wilt thou mourne for Saul seeing I have rejected him from reigning over Israel 1 Sam. 16.1 But more especially upon the fall of Babylon is there a command of exultation Rejoyce over her thou heaven and yee holy Apostles and Prophets for God hath avenged you on her Rev. 18.20 Revel 21. 1. 2. Thus you see it is not unlawfull nor irreligious to rejoyce at the downfall of Gods and the Kings enemies onely this I say and speak it from my heart concerning the Bishop as bad as he has been God grant that the humbling of his flesh here now he sees what misery hee hath brought himselfe to by his mischievous life may tend to the salvation of his soul hereafter in the day of the Lord Jesus But now my detractor begins to fall something sharpe upon me O brawling Libeller which lately writ Meer blasphemy for to divulge thy wit Here now he hopes he has catcht me tripping bravely but sure hee 's deceived yet neverthelesse second considerations are not amisse Let me looke again therefore and see if I can finde out these blasphemous lines these he stumbles at Blest were the man could light on such good hap To beat out 's eyes with 's Babylonian cap. What what thinks he but wants wit to expresse it Say a man be never so vile a sinner is it blessednesse therefore to beat his eyes out presently I answer though this were written but as the report of the people and was indeed common almost in every mans mouth I must of necessity quote one place of Scripture to maintain it and then let Herbert see what godly Ballad he can make to confute it Psal 137.8 9. O daughter of Babylon wasted with misery happy shall he be that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us yea blessed shall he be that taketh thy children and throweth them against the stones The place yee see is a cleare confirmation of the point in controversie and where is all this great clamour of blasphemy now But hee 'l have another bout with the word Blest were the man if blessednesse it were Authority of time to stand in fear Here I would fain know Or perhaps my Lord stands in fear of time because lately he was pictured running to Rome with the Pope on his backe whether the Bishop of Canterbury for sure him he meanes by authority stand in fear of time onely or the Parliament or who hath most authority they or he Me thinkes it is a sawcy expression and deserves the lash but who would be troubled with an impudent Ballad-maker But here at last he propounds a question O sinfull man for if man so thou art Where was thy charity where thy fleshy heart To this I answer that it is just with God to repay * The Bishop him with the very selfe same measure which he meted to others and being without mercy in his prosperity to make him want mercy in his adversity that so that of Solomon might be fulfilled His owne iniquities shall take the wicked himselfe and he shall be holden with the cords of his sins Prov. 5.22 But the Bishop was charitable that he was indeed to cut off mens ears and damne them to perpetuall imprisonment for speaking two or three angry words against his lawne sleeves and rochet but how strangely was the body of his charity divided when he hung it up in quarters upon four severall gates and stucke the head on London-bridge Was he not a very mercifull man think you to make such havock of a poor young fellow cutting him off on a sudain in the prime of his yeers affording him hardly a compleat day to fit himselfe for his end and all this because he was took upon suspition to be one of the company that beset his princely palace at Lambeth this then could be no lesse than high Treason but now the wheel of fortune is turned and he that a yeer agone sate domineering on the top now lies miserably groaning under the pressure of a thousand calamities God grant he may lay this his affliction to heart that so when he is bereaved of Grace here he may receive a crowne of glory hereafter And now Sir I suppose I have resolved you what my charity is I hate his body but love his soul I wish he may die by the hand of justice a temporall death but be raised by mercy to an eternall life And now having nothing to say in the last place you would fain accuse me of hypocrifie and to that end enter upon a large description of the odiousnesse thereof but because you speake without proofe I weigh not your words yet neverthelesse intend to prove your selfe the hypocrite out of your owne writings In a ballad called Alas poor scholar For no other workes of yours can I alleage unlesse it be Dicke and Robin the downefall of the new Bear-garden or the like This ballad I say the best verses being made by another you like a bold cobler undertook to vampe it for halfe a crowne and this is one of your verses I have bow'd See also a book of his making called Romes ABC consisting altogether of jeeres for the Bishop I have bended and all in hope One day to be befriended I have preacht I have printed What ere I hinted To please our English Pope I worshipt towards the East but the Sun doth now forsake me I finde that I am falling the Northerne windes do shake me Would I had béen upright for bowing now will break me Alas poor Scholar whither wilt thou go Now whether this be not more against the Bishop than your poor silly Answer is for him let any man be judge which being so to what caveat may I better referre you than to your owne Acrosticke composed altogether of simplicity and non-sence Beware of Hypocrisie it is the way to Hell And thus I hope I have given a full Replie to all and every of your frivolous answers to the ample satisfaction of all honest reasonable and judicious people It remaines now that I prove your booke to be what most falsly you called mine Envious scandalous and libellous Envious it is because you carpe at that which you know not how to answer much lesse to confute Scandalous it is for it tends to the disgrace of Religion maintaining a popish Ceremonie to be the true worship of God Lastly 't is very libellous it being as formerly hath been declared composed of nothing but lies and falsities As for the absurditie of your language and base words I minde them not because I know they are more familiar with you than any goodnesse else had you never writ so many in a sheet of paper but it is no wonder you breake out into such foul mouth'd speeches whilest you esteem all others like your selfe and your company Besides nature having ordained the teeth as a hedge to keep in the tongue yours being all rotten no marvell to see it run so at randome And thus as briefly as I could I have Prov'd my book honest yours base and you a knave A conclusive Letter SIr finding by the innocent simplicity of your late Answer to Mercuries Message what a foggie mist of ignorance hath infected the Globe of your small understanding and pittying that such a young man should perish in the gulfe of folly I have spoken to a very learned Physician an acquaintance of mine who hath promised me to work a rare experiment for the recovery of your wits which he verily beleeves are gone a wool-gathering to get a better nap for your sleepy jacket onely this he advised me to premonish you of you must with much patience prepare your selfe to be cut of the simples that so your Reply to this second may be a little wiser than your Answer to the first whilest I endeavour to remain Your poor Friend at a pinch MERCURIUS Now answer if you can nay if you dare I d'e gladly see 't but never shall I fear No no 't is better Ballads still to write Of which no wise man ever has a sight By fools indeed you may applauded be Because your wit and theirs so well agree But no man else can finde in your bald lines The least conceit that unto wit inclines Farewell farewell I scorne my muse should wake her To write against a silly Ballad maker FINIS