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death_n	jesus_n	life_n	spirit_n	8,523	5	5.0461	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A64206	A svvarme of sectaries, and schismatiques: wherein is discovered the strange preaching (or prating) of such as are by their trades coblers, tinkers, pedlers, weavers, sowgelders, and chymney-sweepers. By John Taylor. The cobler preaches, and his audience are as wise as Mosse was, when he caught his mare.	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1642 (1642)	Wing T514	9,267	24

Indians reach And to Man-eating Canniballs goe preach Let all those Brethren leave great Britaines Coast And travaile where the devill is honour'd most All you that are this Kingdomes pestilence I wish you goe and drive the devils thence And then my Muse and I in Verse will tell You and your Spirit have done wondrous well A Short relation of some of the mighty Miracles done by the Apostles in the name and power of IESUS THree thousand Soules S. Peter in one day By preaching turn'd into the heavenly way He cur'd the Cripple reade but Acts the third Strooke dead two deep dissemblers with his word Cur'de old AEneas palsied weak and lame These things Saint Peter did in Iesus name Cur'd people with his shadow and reviv'd Tabitha whom Death had of life depriv'd And after fetter'd in close prison shut An Angell him at liberty did put Let me see one of you such rare things doe And then I le say you have the Spirit too Saint Paul gave Sergius Paulus heavenly light Inchanting Elimas he reav'd of sight Did Lidia and the Jaylour both convert And did the holy Ghost to twelve impart And they straitwaies spake severall tongues most plain And I believe ne're went to schoole again If Napkins or handkerchiefes did but touch The corpes of Paul the force of faith was such That fiends did flie and vexed soules had rest And from possest men devils were dispossest And were but some of you well hang'd or whip'd And that your shirts were from your corpses strip'd Or else your whip or halter well would try If by their touch they 'd make the devils flie And leave possession I dare lay my life There 's many a man would use them on his wife But no such vertue doth from you ensue For if there did the devill would flie from you Sweet Brethren of the Sect of Ignoramus You that despise Te Deam and Laudamus You that doe for our humane learning blame us I wonder what Religion you would frame us You without any learning barbarous rude How dare you sacrilegiously intrude In Church-affaires not being call'd or sent And with your brazen faces impudent To pick Gods secret Closset ope and pry Most saucy In th' Almighties secrecy Is 't not enough you have his Will reveal'd But you 'le needs know his secret will conceal'd Break up the closset doore and boldly get Into th' eternall heavenly Cabinet This is a theft contemptible most high Transcendent Felony and Burglary And those proud thieves at doomes day must not looke To be repriev'd or saved by their booke Some there have been so malapertly mad To guesse what talk Christ with the Doctors had To know where Moses body buried lies Wh●●● E●●●s garden was or paradise What God did doe Before the world the fram'd And where hell stands appointed for the damn'd These curious Constables would search and peepe Through heaven earth sea aire and th' infernal deep And for their ●ee ●●●●dies paines and care They do conclude like Cox-combs as they are In boasting know ledge they themselves advance When all their skill is blinded ignorance● All you of this o●●e self-conceited Sect That brag your selves to be the Lords Elect Me thinkes it is too much for you or yours To be God● Come●ers not his Counsellours Where have you that ●a●e reve●●tion found The Ser●p●●●es close'st my ●teries to expound Is it because you wit and learning want Or will the truth dwell with the ignorant Must the best preachers be unlearned fooles Then downe with Universities and Schooles Your Libraries your Halls and Colledges If ignorance surpasse your knowledges The word of God was faithfully translated● By learned men o●re spread and propagated● 'T was done by Schooliers had it not been done ● Till you had done we all had been undone Y'er bid to search the Scriptures ● t is confest You are not bid the Scriptures sence to wrest To metamorphose a●ter wring and wrie Gods Word ●ecording to your ●●ahtasie Ye' have leave to heare or reade it 't is not fit You or your Ke●nell should interpret it For should we trust to your interpretation We should have an unhandsome Congregation When God declar'd his Law in dreadfull thunder Upon Mount Sinai full of feare and wonder 'T was present death to any that was there That dar'd to touch the hill or come too neere When as the Ark was back return'd again That seven monthes with the Philistines had lain Then fifteen hundred Bethshemites were strooke Stark dead for daring in the Ark to looke When Vzzib fearing that the Ark would full Put to his hand was straight strook dead withall His office only was to drive the Cart To touch the Arke was no part of his part Since Vzzab for his good will to hold up The falling Ark did taste dea●●es bitter cup Since those that once to looke into it dar'd Or those that touch● Mount Sinai were not spa●d What can a Cobler look for or a Knave Who in the Church or Arke no function have Yet dares most saucily to preach and prate Against all orders learning Church and State It is most lamentable that so far Men so besorted or be devill'd are That witlesse Rascals are held more divine Then ●rome Ambrose Gregorie Augustine Or all the ancient Fathers in a word Their learnings and their labours held absurd By scabs and varlets of no worth or merit● But impious boasting of th' inspiring Spirit And had each one of you his right and due Your spirit should be sharply whip'd from you And when you felt the acutenesse of the lash You would esteem your doctrine Balderdash For in Saint Austins time he made complaint That eighty two Sects did the Church ●●● Since when could I all Here si●● recount The number trouble treble will amount Yet in that Fathers daies that reverend man Did ne're heare of the Sect call'd Puritan And sure the name of Puritan doth yeeld A good mans nickname and a bad mans shield It is a cover for a cheating Knave And 't is a jeare a good man to deprave But both the good and bad who are they be They get no name of Poritan from me I write of Separatists and Schismatiques Of shallow-pated hare brain'd Heretiques Such as doe make the Text a Lesbian rule Whose faith or reason like the Horse or Mule Whom neither Law or sence can curb or bridle Who ne're are well imploy'd nor never idle A man may well compare those Separatists Unto the hot Gun-powder Romanists● For though they doe each other deadly hate And one the other faine would ruinate Yet both in their conclusions doe agree The ruine of our Church and State to be Their head's like Sampsons Foxes ●undned wide But yet their tailes are fast together ty'd For both doe joyntly joyn and both desire With fire-brand zeale to set our Corison fire To spoile our Government established And through the world most famous