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A86261	November the 5. 1605. The quintessence of cruelty, or, master-peice of treachery, the Popish pouder-plot, invented by hellish-malice, prevented by heavenly-mercy. / Truly related, and from the Latine of the learned, religious, and reverend Dr. Herring, translated and very much dilated. By John Vicars.; Pietas pontificia. English.	Herring, Francis, d. 1628.; Vicars, John, 1579 or 80-1652.	1641 (1641)	Wing H1602; Thomason E1100_1; ESTC R203901	60,311	138

November the 5 1605. THE QVINTESSENCE OF CRVELTY OR MASTER-PEICE OF TREACHERY THE POPISH POUDER-PLOT Invented by Hellish-Malice Prevented by Heavenly-mercy Truly related and from the Latine of the Learned Religious and Reverend Dr. HERRING translated and very much dilated By JOHN VICARS Sonne of man write the name of the day even of this same day wherin the King of Babylon set himselfe against Jerusalem This same Day EZEK. 24. 2. LONDON Printed by G. M for R. Harford at the signe of the guilt Bible in Queens-head-ally in Pater-noster-row 1641. SEe here the Popish Pouder-plots fair thriving Fauks and his Father-Satan fit contriving The fatall-Instruments to puffe and blow Hell out of Earth a State to over-throw At Once for All But here behold likewise Heavens All-seeing-Eye which deepest-pits espies This desperate Worke of Darknesse sees most clear And timely makes the mischiefe All appeare To Israels blessed Shepheards endlesse glory As is full-shown in this succeeding Story To all loyall-hearted English Protestants which sincerely relish the power and purity of CHRISTS GOSPELL and zealously detest the damnable doctrines of Antichrist J. V. wisheth the blessings of GODS right hand and of his left the blessings of this life and of the life to come THe richest rarest mercies daily sent Right Christian brethren to us of this land From Gods ore-flowing grace al-filling hand May be compar'd to th' Sun in firmament Whose glorious rayes all creatures hearts revive Whose light enlightens all the world throughout Whose heat doth cherish plants that spring and sprout Whose shine to want doth us of ioy deprive Yet since so daily man doth it enjoy Who is 't almost that valews it aright Who yeelds due praise to heaven for heavens sweet light O few or none Abundance does us cloy From whence we therefore iustly may conclude That Gods rich mercies which we oft possesse Wherwith he daily hourly doth us blesse We all receive with great ingratitude I need not stand t' exemplifie the same It is a fault too frequent too rank grown And yet to God more odious ther 's not one And which to Christians brings more smart and shame Of spirituall-blessings our thrice blest Salvation Wrought by our Saviour bought with 's precious-blood Was most divine gave man his chiefest good Was more admir'd than was the worlds Creation But of all temp'rall-blessings we enioy'd Since God did form the Earth and heavenly frame To our deliverance never greater came When Rome by pouder would have us destroy'd How thankfull for the first to God we are I 'll tax nones conscience but examine mine But for the second how we doe decline From giving thanks to God I may not spare To tell you all my Christian brethren deare That which if I should silence sencelesse stones T is to be fe●r'd would sound with mournfull groans Englands ingratitude is too-too cleare For why not only Popish Jebusites Already do begin as plain appeares To buze with brazen browes into the ears And mindes of their seduced proselytes Yea and perswade too-many Protestants That there was never any pouder-plot But that we falsly stain them with that spot The Cath'likes to disgrace with c●uslesse taunts For this cause therfore I have ta'ne in hand Again to sing to Gods due praise and glory In this revived and most faithfull Story How powerfully God to our Church did stand Which now at last though with much strugling I By Gods aid in our pious Parliament Have brought to publike view thus to prevent Our times dough * Bakers base malignity Who heated had their Oven extremely hot To burn-up in Oblivions smoakey-flame The memory to our eternall shame Of this nefarious Popish Pouder-Plot And 'gainst which though some temporizing-minde May scoffe and scorn in this my good intention Though from Romes favorites nought but reprehension And taunting termes I shall uniustly finde Though Rome doth curse me with bell book and candle And like a gal'd-backt-iade doth kick and winch Yet I their sores have laboured so to pinch As in their nature iustly them to handle But if to you my brethren deare I may For my poore labour kindly be respected And from calumniators fangs protected I shall acknowledge this a rich repay If I hereby may move and stimulate Your Christian hearts to zealous detestation Of Romes most impious foule abhomination And heavens rich mercies oft to ruminate Chiefly the great miraculous defence From this nefarious pouder-plot of Rome Wherin our King and Kingdomes they did doome To dire destruction fatall violence Then happy I maugre Romes worst despight That God hereby may have due thanks and praise That this occasion may mens hearts incite This fact with fame to memorize alwayes Read then kinde Reader what 's amisse amend And kindly take the good-will of thy friend JOHN VICARS To his very good Cousin M. JOHN VICARS on his decasyllables a Decastich THree mercies great proper to this our State My tongue with praise to God shall still relate a Salvation from Romes tyranny and band b Safeguard from Spaniards proud insulting hand c Saf'ty from Popish-pouder-plots and trains O! this deserves if any heavenly strains Such strains are thine thus streaming from thy quill Which fain applaud I would but want the skill But what I want in skill to praise thy parts Shall be suppli'd by all true English hearts THOMAS VICARS olim Reginensis Oxon. The same hand upon second thoughts writeth his symphony with the pious Author of this perpetuall monument of Gods mercy in our manifold and miraculous Deliverances from Popish machinations To the READERS VVhat mischiefs to this Church state The Pope and Popelings wrought In former times and later dayes Our men to light have brought How GOD defeated all their plots And counsels vain detected Here in this lasting-Monument Of praise to GOD erected You have to th' life in briefe set-down The just and true relation And then to lay it to our hearts Some morall observation What feares within what foes without What death what danger fell Did ever vexus but it came By Rome and Spain from Hell Rome thou art drunke with blood in vaine Thou Serpent-like dost rage Against the holy-Seed which stand Most firme in every age Thy water-forces in the Fleet Thy pouder-plot in fire Wherby thou ment'st in pride on us To teem-out all thine ire The Lord from Heaven scatter'd to smoake And did thy deeds deride And made the actours mocking stocks Throughout the world so wide Thus we through fire and water went For GOD was with us still He fought our battles sav'd our lives And did our hopes fullfill The Lord of Hoasts of Israel For ever more doth raign From time to time from tide to tide His praise shall aye remain Sic concinit T. V. S. T. B. A Friend at a stand at his Friends Worke VVHo reads this work aread my wonder tell What skill to verse a fact so ill so well Aliàs The placet of his friends

Essay OThers thy Zeale and Vowes I praise thy skill So well to lay the plot Rome laid so ill Another Arts pyramides from Treasons powder-Pouder-fire VVhat al fire hath hath thine black smoke bright flame The flame thy Verse the smoke the Traitors name Who can decide in which most time to spend Or damn their smoke or thy bright flame commend Himself not yet determined T. S. S. T. B. To my good friend M. JOHN VICARS THy love to Truth I love thy hate of errours Thine honesty thine industry thy Zeale For God the king the Church and common-weal Against the rage of Romes intended terrours I like thy loathing of those Treason-stirrers That for Apollyon in these plots do deale With ghastly ghostly fathers that conceale Or rather counsail so inhumane horrours I praise thine Authours and thine owne desire To have recorded unto all posterity Th' Ignatian-furies ignominious fire Flaming from hell against Christs heavenly verity In Fauks Grants Garnets Winters Catesbies Percies Let others praise thy Vowes I praise thy Verses JOSUAH SYLVESTER In Viri mihi fratris vice JOHANNIS VICARSI dignissimos labores {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} MIttor Apollineos ego parvulus inter alumnos Vt tibi pro libro laurea serta feram Ne metuas Romae * larvas lemuresve sequaces Nec criticos criticâ qui gravitate valent Est liber ille tuus scelerato nomine liber Perge igitur libro praela subire tuo Idem ad eundem THou carping Momus poyson of good wits I call not thee to give the Authour praise Silence I tell thee better thee befits Because detraction is thy common-phrase Thou canst not come and mend yet must commend This worke so neatly by the Authour pen'd THOMAS BRACKLEY M. A. To his most affectionate kinde Friend M. JOHN VICARS THy Muse Romes hellish traitors so displaies That they deserve the halter she the bayes View her all English hearts with care and than Love Romes faith blacke high-Treason if you can WILLIAM PRINNE Gent. To my loving friend Mr. John Vicars in praise of his praise-worthy worke encouraging him to discourage our enemies I Saw thy worke should not I land the same With Traitor thou maist iustly brand my name I saw thy worke and from my soule I vow I thinke none honest will it disallow I saw 't or Who els sees't without commend He is a Traitor or a Traitors friend I saw and praise thy worke in spight of Rome Hell and the Pope I say t is sweetly done I saw thy worke though thee I do not know But figs I knew on thistles could not grow Courage brave Spirit thou hast done so well Thou needst not feare Romes candle booke or bell Thou hast a Master in whom 's all our hopes That will protect thee 'gainst a thousand Popes Shew it thy Master then his censure past Let others blow regard not thou their blast But tell them yea and tell them to their face That they are Traitors which do treason grace Your Friend unknowne NATHANIEL CHAMBER of Grayes-Inne Gent. In Authorem LEt Rome with bell booke candle curse thy name Thy hand thy pen the broachers of her shame Passe not if good accept though bad refuse Religious hearts bid welcome to thy muse It may be some condemn thee what 's the reason They hate thy worke because they lov'd the Treason W. C. M. A. The names of the chiefe Traitours that plotted and endeavoured this Pouder-Treason Jesuite Priests Henry Garnet John Gerrard Osw Tesmond Edward Hall Hammon Wm. Baldwin S Evera Digby Rob. Winter Tho. Winter Guido Fauks John Grant Amb. Rookwood Robert Keyes Thomas Bates Henry Morgan Tho. Abington S. Edm. Bainham S. Wm. Stanley Hugh Owen Catesby Thom Percy John Wright and Christo Wright were slain in rebellious fight the former two with a gun the other two with Halberts Francis Tresham murthered himself in prison To Momus or the carping-Catholike LEt Zoylus bark and Momus carp Let Masse-Priests mumble and mutter Let Romish-Jesuites raile and rage And all their venome utter Yea though they should with envy swell And toad-like burst in sunder Yet truth will shine and errour pine To Babels wo and wonder J. V. An Advertisement to the READER Courteous READER LEt me intreate thee to take notice that wheras in this History thou shalt meete with a most materiall passage which intimates the Papists most hellish purpose to have translated this plot from themselves on those whom the world impiously and injuriously termes Puritans It hath pleased the Lord to give me this notable testimony of the truth therof from two of my most loving Christian Friends who on my certaine knowledge were both so truely pious as that they feared as it is Revel. 22. to tell a lye much more to make a lye the one being departed this life the other yet surviving both of them eminent Christians and Citizens of London And this it is TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE Richard Gurney Lord Major of London the right Worshipfull S. Christopher Clethrow Knight President of Christs Hospitall Sr. William Acton Knight and Baronet Sr. Paul Pindar Knight Alderman Goare Alderman Atkins Alderman Pennington Alderman Wollaston Alderman Adams Alderman Warner and the right worshipfull Alderman Garret one of the Shrieves of London All of them most worthy Governours of Christs-Hospitall as also the worshipfull Mr. John Babington Treasurer of the said Hospitall Mr. Roger Drake Sub-Treasu●er M. Richard Aldworth and to the rest of the most worthy Governours therof Iohn Vicars wisheth the kingdome of Grace here and the Kingdome of Glory hereafter Right Honourable and Right Worshipfull YOur constant Favours which I alwayes find Do me in all my best endeavours bind Upon all fair occasions to expresse My due and deeply bounden thankfullnesse Aswell for past as present sweet-Supplies Which from your blessed-House of Charities Poore Orphant-cheering-brests my-Self have found With Thousands-more whom else distresse had drown'd In over flowing floods of Poverty Our Parents poor being forc't from us to fly And leave us hopelesse Imps in helplesse age To all Earths woes fully on us to rage These these I say indissoluble Tyes Of ancient and of modern Courtesies Which to Heavens glory here memorate Doe me blest Patrons stirre and stimulate To dedicate and consecrate to You What ere I am or can as Tribute due To your full-Sea from my small-Rivolet Thus to repay some part of my great debt And since I owe more then I know to pay My humble-All rests to my dying-day Your Honours and Worships Sincerely to be commanded JOHN VICARS A Table of the Heads of the most materiall passages in this Historie A ABsolution given to the Traitors in rebellion by Haman a Jesuite pag. 63. Achabs sicknesse for Naboths vineyard alluded to 77. Allusion to the plot intended now in our daies which hath beene discovered by this Parliament 1641. 80. Aggravations of this plot 42 43 44. An Angell to Lord Morley 37. Apprehension of Faux at the