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truth_n	false_a	religion_n	true_a	4,673	5	5.0261	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A55686	Presbytery truly display'd, or, An impartial character of the Presbyterian being a vindication of that sanctified party from the virulent calumnies of some foul-mouth'd detractors in this modern age : to which is annexed the ballad of the cloak.		1681 (1681)	Wing P3231; ESTC R20516	5,117	8

it would puzzle Pythagoras himself to judge which is which and if you ad the Directory and Assemblies Annotations you have a Complete Catalogue of his Library Nay farther He 's a pretty Beagle that Howls forth Sedition and Belcheth out Blasphemy A la volee at Random and if a well-minded Christian be his Remembrancer and Tax him with his Error he then has Recourse to his Zeal and Fervor and affirms that his Holy Language is un-understood by the Prophane Reprover Set-Forms of Prayer he calls the Stifling of the Spirit and meer Lip-labour which are an Abomination to the Godly but to Preach and Pray Extrumpery and ad Saltum O! there 's the life and pulse of Religion in such Fervent Oraisons and Vigorous Ejaculations If there be one Sentence of Sense or Coherence in Two Hours Discourse he that hears him may venture to forfeit both his Sense and Reason for his Folly in Lavishing away his Time at so Idle a Rate His Method is Singular for he Quotes you a Scripture and then as soon plays the Fugitive runs away from his Text and Prates so long till his Auditory run away from him too before he has done He 's such a Cushion Cuffer that he beats the Suggestum till the Place Eccho's with the Noise of his Hand-Cuffs and it is impossible for a Man over-grown with a Deep Lethargy to take a Nap in his Conventicle for before he can do that he will catch you as Moss caught his Mare Napping The Common Prayer is his Common Grief tho' some of the Common People Curse him for it but he like a Religious Fox verifies the Proverb The more he 's Curs'd the more he Thrives He 's a Turbulent Fop who is never Content with any Government till his Head be Elevated a Pole higher than his Shoulders and in truth London-Bridge is the best place for a Presbyterian Noddle He studies Invectives against the Pope and in plain English upon the account of his Ecclesiastical Authority is himself but a Parochial Popeling and Damns and Saves ad Libitum as he pleases like his Holiness who presumes to do so too He walks as Demurely as a Spaniard or like a Man newly Recover'd of a Consumption so that you may say the Dominical Prayer between every step He 's a Man of a Crazy Constitution at best and when he Salutes you he pulls off his Castor with more unbecoming Formality and Simple Affectation than a Countrey Carrier He 's of a Stubborn Inflexible Perswasion one that will Bow to a Kirk-Jockey but not the Lord Jesus he will Cringe to a Holy Sister but can't bend the Ham in the Lords Prayer Yea and Nay is the Standard of his Conversation and I solemnly Protest and Vow the highest of his Asseverations In truth his Religion is but a meer Puppet-show for he delights only in Formality tho' he hates all Approved Forms of well Regulated Devotion Look upon him in Puris Naturalibus and Nature has Imprinted a Lively Character of him for he is but an Inch on this side of a Natural His True Zeal he pretends to if any is too Hot and his false Religion as we justly term it is too Cold. In short He 's a Church Incendiary a Pulpit Boutefeu an Ecclesiastic Buffoon a Preacher of Sedition a Fomenter of Rebellion a pretended Friend both to King and Countrey but in truth the sole Enemy of both And so we leave him and his Faction to a Condign Punishment here and conclude with a slight tho' home Touch of their State hereafter by an account of a late Vision in Hell That there are no Presbyters in Hell that 's the Tenet which was prov'd Irrefragably by the Great Learning and Sophistry of a Reverend Elder I mean Presbyter for that 's his Down-right English Name who did hold forth in that Large and and Spacious Congregation at Pinners Hall and in his Sermon did sufficiently expatiate on the Commendations and Merits of the Presbytery returnng great Acknowledgement to the Disposer of all Things that his Lot was cast to be one of that Society and happily Clos'd his Ingenious Harangue with this his late Vision Not long ago when the Sun had deserted our Hemisphere and all things were at their Rest but the Active Fancy of Man I was suddenly surpriz'd with a Strange but True Dream that I was by an unheard of Providence carried into Hell where arriv'd I to satisfie my Curiosity Gaz'd about and there I saw as my Imagination prompted me to believe several Popes Emperors Potentates Kings Queens Cardinals Jesuits Independents Brownists Anabaptists Quakers Millenarians with a vast number of Monks and Friers nay some of all Professions whatsoever whether Civil or Ecclesiastical But upon the strictest Survey I cou'd make not one Presbyter appear'd among them all So that with Erected Hands I Darted up a Pious Ejaculation to Heaven that it was my Chance by the Assistance of Providence to be of that Religious Order of whom many were Deceased but none for their Impieties sent to Hell and so he concluded his Harangue with a fresh Panegyric of the Presbyterian party The Sunday subsequent it was the fortune likewise of an Independent to Teach in the same Congregation where he made a large Repetition of the major part of the Presbyterians Work the precedent Day and did bemoan himself that he was not so Happy to be of that Fraternity but in fine he acquainted the Assembly as followeth I said he also had a Vision wherein I imagin'd my self in Hell and espied several persons of all Orders especially of the Independents which made me with Astonishment Exclaim O what a Blessed Order is this O that I had been a Presbyter O that I had never understood Independency But recollecting my self as my phancy prompted me I Beckon'd to a Diminutive Fiend in that Infernal Region whisper'd to him and asked him Whether there were no Presbyterians in those Territories Who Replied very Affably and Civilly That there were none but that they were Lock'd up in a large Contignation below the place where I was and there they were in Multitudes and Throng'd so fast to those Subterraneous Regions that there was scarce room enuf to contain them but they were too Seditious to be in the Common Apartment of the Damn'd for if they were they would set Satan's whole Kingdom on Flame and put all his Inhabitants and Vassals into an Universal and Domistic Rebellion Nay farther that he durst not let them have a Mariana or Calvin for fear they shou'd Preach Sedition and be over-heard and so consequently set his whole Dominions into a Combustion To close all with the words of a Learned Pen There was never such a Monster as the Quondam Ruling and Constituted Presbytery The Father of it Rebellion the Mother Insurrection the Midwife Sacrilege the Nurse Covetousness the Milk Schism the Coats Armor the Rattle Drums a Bloody Sword the Coral and Money the Babies it delights to play withal It gro's up to be a Stripling and goes to School to a Council of War its Lesson is on the Trumpet it 's Fescu a Pistol it 's going out of School is in Rank and File it's Play-days the Days of Battle and black Monday the day of Judgement It com's of Age and is Married with a Solemn League and Covenant it begets Children like it self whose Blessing upon them is the power of the Sword and whose Imposition of hands are broken Pates This Monster pulls down the truly Ancient Apostolic Power which the Bishops exercised and delivers up their King to the Hang-Man And thus farewel thou Notorious Impostor known by the Common Name of Jack Presbyter Decipies alios Verbis vultuque benigno Nam mihi jam notus Dissimulator eris FINIS IMPRIMATVR High Jinks cum Privilegio Ked Baxt. Consensu Alior