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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	pray_v	zeal_n	zealous_a	82	3	9.6443	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A90997	Nevves from the Kings bath reporting nothing but an honest means whereby to establish an happy and much desired peace, in all His Majesties kingdoms generally.	Pricket, Robert.	1645 (1645)	Wing P3408; Thomason E290_19; ESTC R200141	41,131	87

There they like Cocks-combs keep And Ignorant of sound Divinity They raile against our Churches Ministry And on our Church this foul aspersion put That she is of the Popish Roman cut Nay more then this for thus they lay it on They call our Church the Whore of Babilon They learning hate an Ancient Fathers name Must not be us'd by them the more 's their shame Yet mongst themselves they reverend Fathers have Of wisdom great of carriage finely grave First Father Cromp the Cobler he shall stand As being alwayes on the mending hand And Father Wills the Weaver cryes down theft Although to steal the Yarn he hath not left Then Father Talk the Patcher he will trie To Preach though quite besides the needles eye He put his thread Hee 'l overcast his Text And prating speak what to his Tongue comes next His Flock of Ge●se for good his gaggling take Though Botcher-like he marres what he doth make And Father Axe the Butcher hath a vain That 's very killing All the Calves lie slain As at his Feet so powerfull is his preaching And Fools so love his Kill-Calf kind of Teaching But Father Thunder that 's a man of zeal Can eat a well-siz'd Pigge even at a meal He with his Thundring voice would Babel shake When yet himself doth but a Babel make The Asse though fold●d in a Lions Skin Yet when to bray he doth but once begin He proves himself a Long-card-Asse to be And brayeth forth his Asse-like fool●ry Then Father Bear that swinish grunting grub A ●reacher strange O how hee 'l thump a Tub. And Tr●sh the T●nker in he fiercely comes The Drummer of those rattling Kettle-Drummes Among them all a noise they make as good As do the Cataracts of Nilus flood Of which experience for a truth doth tell They 'r all made deaf who neer their noise do dwell In that same Nilus Cro●adiles do breed Who love themselves upon mankind to feed And so those Preachers spoken of before Make lean their flock to fat themselves the more And then forsooth Fine simpering Mistrisse Pegge Who likes her best must have the Capons Legge And all of them have wondrous gifts in Prayer Petitions such as strongly pierce the Aire The same Petition they will oft repeat And bring themselves and Hearers to a sweat With voyce and gesture strangely violent 'gainst King Church State they shew their discontent They backward forward to and again do trace As if they running were the Wild-Goose chace Their zeal so drives themselves they know not whither And praying thus they 'l pray four houres together These by their powerfull zeal and zealous power To Widdows Houses creep and them devour All men of Spirit Holy Fathers named Who have our Church and true Religion shamed And these proud Fools they dare their King controll For Church upholders these their names enroll This is good stuffe like Popish Friety Fit to uphold the Churches Dignity All Brownists those without and they within Our Church are equall in Rebellions sinne These Brownists do our Bishops next oppose And in their zealous pride affi●m of those That Limbs of Roman Antichrist they be By which the world their Ignorance may see And laugh thereat For plainly it appears That Rome her self in first three hundred yeers Had Ruling Bishops numbred thirty two Who onely had in their own See to do And most of them who dyde not in their bed For Christs his Cause to Martyrdom were led For whom to dye they were exceeding g'ad This Honour they those Ruling Bishops had And yet when Constant●●e was pleas'd to call First Nicene Councel● truly Generall Then under him and his ●mperiall Sea● There came together in that Councell Great Three Hundred Eighteen Bishops And all these Were Ruling Bishops in the● severall Sees That Blessed Councell to the Church gave Peace And did her bloody Persecutions cease And after that were Bishops thirty three Which sa●e Succ●ssively i th' Roman See O're them the Emperour was Soveraign Lord Unto whose Ruling power with one accord They all did humbly yeeld themselves And they Next under God did His command obey Unto the yeer six hundred ●ive 't is cleer Full fifty five Romes Bishops did appear Who were to th' Emperour true Subjects ●ound The word of Truth had laid no other ground But in the yeer six hundred neer the end The Roman Bishop sixty six no friend Was found to God or Church For then by name Came Boniface the third past Grace and shame He first the stile of Vniversall took And proudly did all Bishops over look That Time and person if observed well Doth unto us a speciall secret tell The Yeer six hundred Bishops sixty six The learned do the Beasts name rightly fix On him for Antichrist so long fore-told In Holy Scriptur● where it stands enroll'd How Vniversall Priest he came to be The story of the Church doth let us see When Ph●cas had the Emperour Maurice slain Unto himself the Empire then to gain He prayes that Boniface would then comply With him in that his Treasons Villany And Vowes if he but once the Empire get That Boniface in Church Supream shall set Be Vniversall Bishop onely he In Christian world the highest Lord should be By whose command all Bishops might be prest To yeeld obedience to his Lordly Hest This was the match The Empire Phocas had And Boniface the Highest Priest was made Thus Treason unto him conception gave And Murther then the Mid-wifes part would have Ambition was his Nurse The Milk him fed An Emperours blood by Phocas murthered So that the Legges whereon he proudly stood Were these Ambition Treason Murther Blood Sith on such grounds Romes Papacy doth stand What good is to be look't for at their hand Yet will I not condemn all Papists Nor Can think 't a blessed work which I abhorre To kill those that amongst us do remain For some we have free from the Jesuits strain Who if the Pope himself in Arms should bring An Army 'gainst the Kingdom and our King To King and Countrey would their love expresse And boldly fight against his Holinesse Though many Papists have b●en much misled This is the mind of those not Jesuited And for my speaking thus let no man doubt But still I wish to keep Romes Popery out And though you say you saw it very plain That Popery was coming in a main Laws ready made not one of them repeal'd They justly would that mischief soon have heal'd Without Rebellions help O bloody deed Against all Laws like Tyrants to proceed Browns Brownists then in this Rebellion who Are now the Rebels Papists No but you * And though you think that now our Bishops are Most Popish yet they never once did Warre Against our King as you do at this day And y●● of them y' are not asham'd to say That in th' intention of their Policy They sought again to