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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A75609	The arraignement of superstition, or, a discourse betweene a Protestant, a glasier, and a separatist. Concerning the pulling downe of church-windowes. Shewing, the good minde of the Protestant, the indifferencie of the glasier, and the puritie and zeale of the seperatist.		1642 (1642)	Wing A3751; Thomason E136_31; ESTC R19109	2,917	8

The Arraignement of SVPERSTITION OR A DISCOVERSE BEtweene a Protestant a Glasier and a Separatist Concerning The pulling downe of Church-Windowes Shewing The good minde of the Protestant the Indifferencie of the Glasier and the puritie and zeale of the Seperatist London Printed for T. B. and F. C. 1641. A Dialogue or discourse betweene a Protestant a Glasier and a Separatist Separatist Come honist Glasier we must crave your ayde To helpe us pull these popish windowes downe And set new glasse for which you shall be payd For sure the Lord on us for them doth frowne And truely brethren should we let them stand I feare 't will bring a terrour to this land Glasier I hope not so Sir these are ancient things That long have stood in former ages past Since Churches were at least since Christian Kings Had government they still in Churches last Least by mishap some cracks or peeces shatter'd But now it seemes they all must downe be batter'd Seperatist What should they else they doe but barre the light The Lord hath sent and trouble much our sight That scarce at noone day we can see to read The holy Bible for the paint and lead 'T is like a popish tabernacle painted I doe not like a thing so much besainted Protestant When these old windowes were at first new painted 'T was to adorne the Church in seemely way Whereas you say they are so much befainted 'T is but the pictures of the saincts not they But yet I thinke if they were saints indeed You 'd pull them downe or else you 'd make them bleed Glaster Sir you say true and truely in my minde A day will come when some will pay for all For if old time againe should turne the wind And papistry into our land recall Where they should come againe to say their masses They 'd wish us hang'd for pulling down their glasses Separatist 'T is no matter what weigh we their wishes Floures will grow you know where serpents hisses And light will shine to us that truth doth handle While they in darknesse sit and hold the candle Give us the light let them in darkenesse masse it T is now our right when it 's theirs let them new glasse it Protestant This is even just according to this world What 's min's mine owne and no man is the better But when I am dead and in my grave is hurl'd Wher 's then my right or who is then my debter What in this world we doe unjustly graple I feare i th next t' will make our bones to rattle Glasier Me thinkes 't is pitty ancient monuments Because they are popish that 's the harme they doe Should from the Churches thus be torne and rent Then pull downe Churches they are popish too For surely they were built in popish times And still are guilty of some popish signes Protestant Glasiers be merry golden dayes are come Drinke off old sherry let your diamonds run On white and greene no yellowes blewes nor reds Shall dim your sights or trouble more your heads 'T is better ordered till the day of doome We banish collours to the sea of Roome Separatist But yet not so I doe not like that way Fearing the Pope a masse for us should say And we be guilty of their Idolatry Should so be dam'd to hell eternally Therefore to barre the dangers that may fall 'T is better breake them into peeces small Glasier Nay better then us glasiers them detaine For being broke they will doe no man good They may perhaps in time come up againe And we may pitch them where before they stood For sure 't wil vex our heads thrice more to make thē Then now it will your consciences to breake them Protestant Were I a Glasier sure I now might live With ruines of Church windowes and might give A yearely pention to those hungry soules Th●t dayly walke within the Church of P●ules And make Saint Peter from the painted gl sse Through cleare white day to see an English masse Glasier Were you a Glasier it would vex your minde To see such curious windowes broken heere Seeing they hurt no man in any kinde And sure they cost our ancient fathers deare But were Saint Peter heere set with Saint Paule You 'd pull them downe nay Crucifix and all Separatist What 's Paule or Peter unto any heere Or what 's the crucifix or Mary's peere Why should we suffer in our Church to stand Such fabulous Idolls made by mortall band The Lord forbids it and we must obey Fearing least people unto them should pray Protestant See heer 's the picture of our Gracious Queene Elizabeth of famous memory Which picture is in many Churches seene As a memoriall to eternitie It is no Idoll yet by mortall hand 'T is marv'le your zeale will suffer it to stand Separatist Sir that 's a picture that may well deserve For that the Church she did so well preserve From popish errors and from other crimes A lasting memory in all our times Should we that picture seeke for to deface We wrong our Church likewise contemne his grace Glasier Sir let me aske you one thing by the way Is not our saviour Christ head of his Church And doth not he preserve it night and day From all invading enemies foule lurch Yet we his picture from his Churches rase And thinke thereby we doe him no disgrace Protestant Me thinkes it is a comely desent thing To see our Saviours picture in the Church And Saints in every light or window seene The more to a dorne and beautifie this Church For in my minde that place would best beseeme A Saviours picture then a pictured Queene Separist The Lord defend me thou art one of hope And an adopted son unto the Pope Thy faith is feeble and thy state is weake Thou dost so fondly and prophanely speake Truely I feare the Lord hath thee forsaken Thou art so much with popish reliques taken Protestant It seemes all 's popish that 's not like to you Sir we are protestants Professors true Of Christian faith though we seeme not to rase These antient thinges our Churches to deface For sure our fathers lived in Popish daies Long before we that first these things did raise Separist You saile too far upon the Popish sea Your ship is Cract your ankor at decay Your sailes are faire yet made of rotten Cloath Your mast is high and for to stoope 't is loath But it must bend the Lord sayes they that climbe Vnlesse by faith will fall in a short time Protestant Sir your deceived we doe not love to climbe Though we have faith but love not to presume And we have hope will bring us home in time Whilst you at rovers faile to meete the moone Your faith 's Eclipst your hope is fled 't is strang Your charitie and zeal should love to range Glasier Perhappes their gone to some Astronomer To trie the planntes or to meete their fate Or else perchance they are gon to Amsterdamne To Ananias or some other mate If faith be sick and hopes weake stomake wamble Then charitie and Zeale may well goe ramble Separist Learned and prophane sonnes to iniquitie To Ieere a man of Zeall and pietie The Lord will cursse such superstitious fooles And cast them out from Ananias Schooles I thinke you some of Romes impestuous store Who loves the paynted Glasse loves Idoles more Protestant Proud Brother peace the paint plac'd in Glasse Shewes better farr then in your sisters face Which if upon themselves they did bestow You 'le love them well yea you will saint them too And if the spirit move not think 't a misse Vpon them to bestow a holy kisse Separist Blasphemous words from superstitious tongue Had ever pietie and Zeale such wronge By superfluous and prophane report Thus to revile the annoynted of the Lord Trvely He leave such children of the Devill Fearing the Lord should curse me for your evill Glasier What need these ieers you talke of prophanation Impiety and thinges not now in fashion End your foule faction heere amend What is amisse on both sides doe not spend your Talents Idely let an end be made Live by your Zeale and I will by my trade FINIS