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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A10294	The spy discovering the danger of Arminian heresie and Spanish trecherie: written by I.R.	Russell, John, d. 1688.; Rhodes, John, minister of Enborne, attributed name.; Robinson, John, 1575?-1625, attributed name.	1628 (1628)	STC 20577; ESTC S115559	23,654	58

Arminius they send Got by Pelagius and in Rome nurst up VVhence drunke vvith superstitious errours cup He 's sent to Leyden by the Popes direction To blast the vvorld vvith 's heresyes infection Nor rests th' ambiguons crafty monster there But spewes the poyson of 's false doctrine here Comes like a protestant in shew before And vowes he hates the Antichristian whore Disclaimes her tenents Nay none seemes to be More zealous in the gospells cause then he Oh that false tongues were ever made so smooth Or lying lips should haue the power to sooth Tell him the doctrine of the Pope is ' true Concerning merits he will censure you For errour straight Say that vve may attaine By nature povver saluation to gaine By vvorking it our selues he vvill reply These doctrines are condemnd for heresy And yet vvhat positiuely he thus denyes By necessary consequence implyes So that obserue him vvell vvithin you 'le find A friers hart as here his coule behind Behold novv sathans masterpiece t'or'e spread The Church vvith Popery so long banished Had he in publique these his tenents held And justify'd he should haue beene expelld From all reformed Churches and confuted Had he such Theses in the schooles disputed Therefore vvith truth dissembling to take part He Ioab like doth closely vvound her heart And silly soules entangled by him ly In nets of errors that they cannot spy Yet though Arminius Holla●d had infected Since vve his poysonous doctrine had detected And that blest King most learnedly refelld Those false positions seduc'd Vorstius held VVhat madnes vvas 't for vs to foster here Those errours that our Church condemned there Had sathans instruments beene all vvithout The danger vvere not great vve need not doubt So much our safety But vvithin they lurke That vnder name of truth's stout'st chāpions vvorke Her ruine and to back her making shovv Betray her and conspire her overthrovv No sooner comes Arminius to vntwine The bond of concord and to vndermine Religion vvith condemn'd Pelagianisme To make way for the Pope but factious Schisme VVith sencelesse Atheisme cold neutrality Loose Epicurisme and damned Policy Are ready t' entertaine him and declare Themselues perfidious vvretches as they are For him g'ainst truth receiud VVherefore in hast As he is formost by the divell plac't VVith schismes vvild fire Riligions Port to set In a combustion he is straightvvay met By messengers sent to salute him VVho They are I scarce can yet precisely knovv But Bishops Chapleines they should be I deeme For by their stately port no lesse they seeme And such is he vvhose purblind Couzning eye It's objects as 't appeares doth multiply And make tvvo Sacraments seeme sea'vn Like him But that his Carriage something is more grim Is he that takes vpon him to suppresse All bookes against his Leyden friend vnlesse His sence of feeling be a little feed VVere I his indge it should be so indeed But him that welcomes first this Heretick His very lookes proclaime a Schismatick He hath Commission with a false forg'd key To let this monster in and so make way For all the rest of that accursed crevv In truthes chiefe Martyrs bloud their hands t'mbrue These these not those at Clerkenvvell we tooke The strong foundation of our Church haue shooke And made Religion reele Our foes we shun But these false faigned friends haue truth vndone Oh vipers most vnnaturall thus to teare The bowells of that mother held you deare Alas alas too true it is I see All men are for themselues few Christ for thee Errour prevailes and while thy sheapheards sleepe Wolves in sheepes clothing Worry all thy sheepe VVho almost cares which way Religion bends So they may compasse their ambitious ends Hovv sone doe those that should firme Mo●ntaines be For truth to build on leane to popery Laude Romish lawes and to disgrace endeavour In truth's profession such as would persever So they may rise they make their betters fall Thus doe they ship wrack faith loue soule and all Yet blest be God Truth ne're was so distrest But she had still some Champions those the best T'abet her quarrell See the faiths defender VVth's brandish'd sword is ready ayd to lend her And thouhands more of soldiours stout there be VVhich never yet to ertour bow'd their knee For truths sake would in midst of faggots dance Yea Bishops some But see a luckles chance Befalls one Prelate hastning to repell Arminius and 's adherents back to hell For feare of faction He himselfe is tane By proud Ambition that is still the bane Of all religious acts the roote of evill The Character and darling of the devill Aud violently I know not why 's throwne downe Vnable to resist ev'n bv a frowne Me thinkes 't is pitty for a cause vniust That godly gravity should ly i' th' dust But though he fall himselfe he sayes shall rise And he shall fall when none shall vvet their eyes Hovv speed the rest their vvell meant labour 's lost A bald appa'ritour hath their iourney crost VVho muzz'ling them by virtue of his box Extorts the spirits svvord from th' orthodox Nor doe these flattr'ing Prelates cease to bring Such men in hatred dayly vvith their King And falsly that th' are Calvinists report Onely to make them odious in the court Nor is 't vnlike some hope by pleasing so The Kingdomes secret bane and Churches foe They may in this golden corrupted state Bishopricks purchase at an easier rate Then the chiese-iustice-ship Thus Errour beares Her selfe aloft while Truth bedevv'd vvith teares To thinke vpon the wofull sad events Schismes ever bring vpon the Church laments For if the monuments of formerages VVe search and studiously turne ore the pages Of all historians they vvill shevv vs plaine No state or Kingdome ever did sustaine Such fatall dovvnfalls gene'rall devastations Finall subversions and depopulations By open foes though ne're so fiercely bent As by intestine civill broyles Hovv went The Graecian Monarchy to nothing why Lost Rome her greatnes vvherefore doth she ly Buryed in her owne ruines who vvas once The glory of the East an heape of stones But aske antiquity how these did fall 'T will answere discord hath or'ethrowne thē all Enquire of Carthage and her rubbish towers Will cry would Hannos ' house had ne're beene ours Aske how the Thracian empire's stately seate Became a slaue to Mahomet the great How we lost all those Countreyes in the East And how that land our Saviours presence blest Truth must reply dissension was their fall And Christian princes discord lost them all This was spide wisely by a graue Bashaw And as a strong persuasion vs'd to draw Great Soliman to Rhodes For while quoth he The Christian princes thus divided be They hasten their destruction 't was too true This Counsaile Rhodes and Hungary did rue Civill dissensions are most mortall ever But when religion breeds them then they sever The very

their eyes As monuments of English Covvardise Then had there beene no reason to suspect Ourselues of treason or as bad neglect VVhereas 't is settled novv in every thought Not French but English our Confusion vvrought Disloyalty not fortune lost the day So did vve looke on Cales and run avvay VVhereat aym'd that but that vve might giue Spaine Our land in earnest cause t' invade againe Nor onely vvere three subsidies spent there To makes vs laugh'dat but our soldiours vvere VVith stinking vitailes poyson'd by this plot VVe vveak'ned vvere and yet perceiv'd it not VVas not anothers voyage likevvise barr'd VVith a degree i' th' south VVho might haue marr'd The plate fleete had he beene in earnest sent Or they that set him on plaine dealuig meant But now of late our vvaightiest expeditions Are allvvayes frustrate by ill-meant commissions All plots pretended for our Kingdomes good Ly drovvn'd and buried in our Kingdomes blood And as not here projected but in Spaine On our part loose but on our foes side gaine Affaires of such great consequence of old VVhen great ones did not scorne to be controll'd VVere vvont to be concluded by consent Of the states body in a Parliament And not by factious spirits made alone Of plying mettle to be vvrought vpon Such greene-vvax councell that vvill onely take Th' impression he that made thē such vvould make And so his vvill not daring to gainsay That hates the state they doe the state betray Thus is our land made vveake our treasure vvasted Our court corrupted and our honour blasted Our lavves are broke our iustice sold and they That should reforme these mischiefes giue thē vvay All symptomes of a Kingdome that hath beene Declining long may be in England seene Our strength 's decayd the flovv're of all the land Haue perish'd vnder Buckinghams command Those that their liues haue ventur'd for their King Home nought but labour for their paines can bring Hence 't is our saylours are constrain'd to fly For vvant of pay vnto the enemy VVhereby it comes to passe a fisher tovvne The very name of England once could drovvne Doth vvith the terrour of some thirty saile At most the povver of that Kingdome quaile VVhich in the life of her renovvned Queene Kept all the vvorld in avv VVho e're hath seene So strange an alteration they that then Did feare a vvoman novv contemne our men Admire it not our marchants taken are Vnder the nose o' th' royall men of vvar Oh that some angell would from heav'n relate Vnto our King vvhat vvrongs are done the state He might beleeue 't And not giue eare alone To them that nothing haue to liue vpon But glorious titles and their Countreys spoyle The Kings exchequer and the Fav'rites smile No mervaile then such Caterpillers vse Their witts the authour of these ills t' excuse And Papists whom he rais'd in policy Religion and the gospells bane to be For if he once on whom they hang but crack Their credit state and Conscience must to wrack Yet can not those gold flourishes they cast Vpon his canker'd actions blind in hast The vveakest iudgments Nor is that conceit So often in their mouth of any vveight Pretending it a Paradox that those VVhom highest honours on all sides enclose Should not enioy content but still aspire From high'st preferments to ascend vp higher As if the large desires of humane pride Could be alas vvith bonds of reason ti ' de Ambition brookes no equalls and much lesse Superiours 't is imperfect happines She thinkes in greatest povver to be plac'd And not vvith so v'raigne titles to be grac'd Thus great things gain'd vve ayme at greater things Earles vvould be Dukes and Dukes vvould faine be Kings Should Spaine great King but promise to him this For vvhose sake all your Kingdome fares amisse As vvho knovves but it hath you soone should proue VVhether your person or your Crowne he loue Then should you see how of your power he made Vse to abuse your selfe and be a shade For such his actions As being rightly scan'd You 'le find all tended to vndoe your land Your subjects riches are your strength these he Consum'd in riot and in luxury Their loue 's the maine supporter of your state VVhich treach'rously he did alienate That destitute of all your peoples ayd Your selfe the state the truth might be betrayd Which that he might effect his doings all Aym'd at our foes advancement and our fall ' ' Great states affayers should allways manag'd be ' ' If we would haue them speed with secrecy ' 'Till they are ripe for practise with all speed ' ' And expedition then they must proceed This Macedonian did thy honour rayse This Caesar crownd thee with immortall prayse But all our plots our foes did vnderstand So well they seem'd proiected in their land Spaine ever ere our selues knew our intention And therefore still were readyer for prevention Then we for action Thus at Cales and Ree VVe lost our liues and purchas'd infamy Nor can I without horrour call to mind Thy vvrongs poore Rochell novv vvith famine pin'd Through our default whose fleete your safety broke And forc'd your necks vnto the tyrants yoke Then promising protection and pretending Supplies from time to time we would be sending VVhich were detain'd of purpose till too late ●T was we that made your case thus desperate For if w 'had sent assistance with good will VVhy lay graue valiant Denbighs navy still VVithout empeachment of those French that made ●He looking on the forts and Pallisade VVhy lack'd after they should haue launch'd so long Our fleetes provision but that all went wrong Search out this fault wise King in time and mend it And wheresoever treason harbours end it For feare those vipers that your favours wing Giues warmth vnto at last your hart shall sting Next to th' insulting French the German comes Beating with f●ry his victorious drummes And flesh'd in bloud of slaughter'd Protestants No liberty of consultation grants But summons 'cause he 's master of the field VVithout resistance made Truths Fort to yield But stay proud Austrian though thy conquring blade In seas of Christian bloud hath passage made Through which thou sailst to the desired port Of monarchy thy hopes may fall too short ●Tis true the world 's well mended with thee now Since venice made thy humbled knees to bow Presume not on 't for thou shalt doubtlesse find The greatest labour to remaine behind A Lyon yet may stop the Eagles flight And take revenge on that iniurious spight The gospell hath endur'd If God be just Knovv tyrant that his svvord shall never rust Shall he not hearken to the wofull plaints And lamentations of his martyr'd saints And for that bloud shed for his owne deare sake Sharpe vengeance on the cruell murth'rers take Yes yes he will and bloudy Tyrants shall Themselues orewhelm'd vvith bloud like Tyrants Nor is thy greatnes built on such a ground But Spaine vvill