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A13438	Differing worships, or, The oddes, betweene some knights service and God's Or Tom Nash his ghost, (the old Martin queller) newly rous'd, and is come to chide and take order with nonconformists, schismatiques, separatists, and scandalous libellers. VVherein their abusive opinions are manifested, their jeeres mildly retorted, and their unmannerly manners admonished. By Iohn Taylor.	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1640 (1640)	STC 23746; ESTC S118199	14,023	34

to grow That to those Crosses Sotts would creepe or bow For this cause chiefly they were overthrowne Abus'd from their first use were beaten downe But our Crosse us'd in Baptisme still hath beene A signe invisible yet never seene Nor doth it on the Infants face appeare That ever any Crosse was figur'd there Then what madde men are those that beare such spleene Against a thing not to be felt or seene Yet heard though hardly to be understood By many of the perverse brotherhood For of their constant faith we may despaire Who are affraid of shaddowes in the ayre And thus much for the Crosse may well suffice To give content to all except precise Now for the Surplice which is third and last Of Ceremonies which make fooles agast Such as doe prize it as a ragge of Rome An issue of the Whore of Babels wombe Such as doe hold it for their Sect more meete To suffer penance in a milk-white sheete And think it better doth affect their sight Than in the Church to see a Surplice white These Amsterdamnable opinions runne As fierce as pellets from an Elder-gunne Their witt 's lesse than their reverend beards by halfe And each of them as wise as Walthams calfe And wisedome is as thick amongst the rout As Water-grewell when the Oate-meale's out Yet they are wise enough with tooth and nayle To libell and talke nonsense rave and rayle And with a scandalous and vile intent To cast contempt upon all government Now for an answer to their cavilling Who are indeed not worth the answering Note what high names the Holy Ghost hath pend To honour such as on his Church attend For their great dignity he doth afford To call them Angels in his sacred word To the Angel of the Church of Ephesus Of Smyrna Sardis and of Pergamus Of Thyatira Philadelphia And of the luke-warme Laodicea To these seaven Ministers St. Iohn did write And gave them each an Angels Epithite And heavenly Angels often did appeare In vestures white as snow bright pure and cleare Which doth denote that Church-men ought to be In Doctrine sound and in integrity Angelical white cleane and cleare unspotted Wherefore the Surplice was to them allotted To be an Emblem of pure Sanctitie And for distinction of their qualitie Whereby the ministeriall function may Be knowne and well distinguisht from the Lay. And as on White a spot is soonest seene So with Gods Ministers it still hath beene A Lay-mans crimes like little Glo-wormes glow A Church-man's like prodigious Comets show Therefore the Surplice was on good pretence Giv'n as a Robe of spotlesse Innocence To shew that though all men are sinfull fraile Pastors should be most cautious how they faile Because so many looke on them and prie And to their conversations have an eye The Surplice came from Rome I dare confesse What tho 't is not to be esteem'd the lesse Nay more it was Romes Bishop did ordaine it And yet that not a jot at all doth staine it Pope Stephen liv'd as by Record appeares Since Christ two hundred fiftie and two yeares And as his Name was Steven so his fate Was that he did Saint Stephen imitate When Decius was the Romane Emperour That Pope dy'd by that Pagan Tyrants power He for his Saviour suffred Martyrdome And he ordain'd the Surplice first in Rome Thus when the Church was in her prime perfection This vestment was ordain'd by good direction For order ornament and decencie And not for perverse Non-conformitie There were no Brethren then so out of frame To think cleane linnen was the Churches shame No they beleev'd That long white Robes in Heaven To th' everlasting blessed should be given And in that place sev'n Angels did appeare And they all pure white linnen Robes did weare Pure fine white shining linnen doth expresse The Saints most ever happie blessednesse And at the Marriage of the Lambe 't is said The Church Christs Spouse in white shall be array'd And when our Saviour graciously did shew His Glory to Iohn Iames and Peters view His face shin'd as the Sunne his cloaths as white As was the radient luster of the light Yea very white as Snow and that no Fuller Upon the earth can make so white a colour And therefore with our glorious Blest Messias Appear'd two good men Moses and Elias Thus spotlesse Innocence Immaculate In most pure white was seene in glorious State Thus Angels Saints and blest immortall Spirits Who are where all true happinesse inherits And Christ when he his three Disciples led To Tabor's Mount and was Transfigured They all wore Linnen white or like the same They did themselves in their appearance frame The Saints wore white as figures mysticall Christ as a glorious Robe Majesticall Which shewes Gods Ministers in Imitation May weare a Surplice in the Congregation For men on Earth are in the best estate Who doe the Saints in Heaven most imitate These Ceremonies Three are prov'd to be Past fifteene hundred yeares Antiquitie And they that murmure prate and call them New Are Corahs Dathans and Abirams crew 'T is falsely call'd Religion that doth cause Men to resist God's King's and Churches Lawes They being all from Gods decree deriv'd So long us'd with such charge and care contriv'd So Tolerable to be undergone So necessary easie to be done So reverend in their use discreet and neat Most decent as I did before repeat That they who 'gainst them doe revile and brawle Are in their fiery zeale Topheticall T is not Religion 'T is Divillitie T' oppose the King 'T is bad Divinitie And what a fine Church were we like to have If these companions had what they would crave Yet not to wrong their learning in a letter 'T is knowne no men can raile or libell better As if th' had learn'd of Oyster-wives to prate At th'Universitie of Bellinsgate Cain sacrific'd and Iesabel did fast Prince Absolom some silly fooles embrac'd So Iudas kis'd when as to kill he meant So Pilate wash'd yet was corruptly bent So Ananias brought his feigned gift So Satan alleag'd Scripture for a shift These were all Hypocrites and so are you Pretending Truths intending nothing true Whose glazen Arguments will bide no hammer For they are but bad Logick and worse Grammar Their suppositions false mistrusts and doubts They prove with nothing else but lyes and flouts A Good cause may be spoil'd and quite disgrac'd By indiscretion and by words misplac'd But these mens causes being bad their course And filthy language makes it much the worse And these sweet Rules and Grounds they doe professe As mighty Maxims of their holinesse Such men who in authoritie are great With Envie still are round about be set They are not only blam'd so doing ill Put for not doing all that all men will Their honours are so mixt with toyles and cares Which oft before old Age doth bring gray haires Their broken sleepes make us more soundly

Differing Worships Or The Oddes betweene some Knights Service and God's OR TOM NASH his Ghost the old Martin queller newly rous'd and is come to chide and take order with Nonconformists Schismatiques Separatists and scandalous Libellers Wherein their Abusive opinions are manifested their Jeeres mildly retorted and their unmannerly manners admonished By IOHN TAYLOR LONDON Printed for William Ley and are to be sold at his shop neere Pauls chaine 1640. TO THE FRIENDLY VNFRIENDLY PREjudicate or Indifferent Reader or Hearer and so consequently to all and every body I with applause have writt neere seavenscore Books Yet never fear'd base words or scurvy looks Though some detracting spirits snarle and hisse I with mine owne hand doe acknowledge this Let Rake-hells raile and Rebels kick and spurne The Bush shall be unburnt when they shall burne Such as would sink the Arke which doth denote That then Gods Church was in that sacred Boate More barbarous than the barbarous souldiers were That did refuse Christs seam-lesse Coate to teare To such as these and none but such as these My lines may have a rellish to displease And I doe say as better men have said God is my record I am not affraid Of Force or Fraude for he that feareth such Will never dare t' abide the Test or Tutch Nor is it flatt'ry that doth cause me write My Climactericall doth say Good Night And 't is a Court-like adulating sinne Which I ne're us'd nor will I now beginne He that 's offended let him tell wherefore And shew some reason why he hath therefore And where my error is but shew me it In all Humility I will submit Some sattin Momus or some silken Zoylus Or Midas puft in plush or musky Troylus This was not writt to doe them any pleasure Nor can their Wisedomes take of it true measure If such as understand not are offended I bid them all come kisse my Muse and mend it But sure as long as God is on my side What need I care if raskals doe deride My deere deere Mother Englands Church 't is she In humble duty drawes these lines from me For though I am no Clergie-man I know That I obedience unto HER doe owe In HER I was baptised and in HER I have been shew'd Truth and to shun to erre In HER th' eternall food most excellent I have receiv'd in th' Word and Sacrament And for HER sake to vindicate her cause Expecting neither proffit nor applause These following lines unto the world I send Which I am sure shall last till time shall end J. T. Poeta Aquaticus Differing Worships Or The Oddes betweene some Knights service and Gods And first to begin with the Knights or Ladies High and Mighty Worships NOte the Rare fabrick of his Worships Building Behold th' Illustrious Splendor of the Gilding View well the Columns and the Buttresses Marke the faire Pompous Porches Glorious dresse The Pillars and the Pillasters admire Looke how the pointed Pyramids aspire The Obeliskes Corinthian carv'd work fine Of purest Marble Ieat or Serpentine Of Alabaster Tutch or Porphiry Or of th' admired mock-Jeat Ebony From the Foundation to the Battlement Most sumptuous stately and magnificent His Worships Radient Hall wood-linings pure Miter'd and Cipher'd and Reval'd Immure His Marble Pavement Chequer'd black and white T' Amaze and Ravish the beholders sight His Worships faire Glasse-windowes with his name And Armes which shewes from what descents he came His Worship eats and sleepes in Roomes are hung With costly Arras and himselfe among I meane his Picture if right understood Gentles Allyed in Marriage or in Blood See more and take note what you see at length His Worships Altar 's Crown'd with Glorious strength Of Massie Plate His Worships Tables hold Large Purple Velvet Carpets fring'd with Gold His Worships Spouse and Issue like a Rood Of Glistring Images his Worships food Approaching Be uncover'd Stentor cries His Worships Waiters bow before him thrice With servile reverence humbly stooping low They pay the duty they his Worship owe His Worships Chaplaine twice with double grace In feare and trembling takes and leaves his place And having read his Chapter still must say Thus ends your Worships Lesson for the day His Worships Lady likewise mighty fine Adored is as 't were a Thing Divine Her Waiting-woman and her Chamber-mayd Is sude to bow'd to and implor'd and pray'd Knights Service thus and Lady Worship see How odly madly Gods and this agree Here followeth the unfashionable fashion or the too too homely Worshipping of God GODS Houses almost like Troyes Ilion Are also built of course and baser stone With broken Pavement Window Wall and Dore Well if but White-lim'd and then Oaker'd o're Drillings of Raine make greene and yellow streakes And Where they give him place the Painter speakes In Creed Commands and Prayer and 'gainst his Will To the Kings foes puts Dizzie Painter still Sayes Woodcock was Church-warden then cries Woe Over the Pulpit and in mind to show Beggers at dore how dreadfull to their trade Death is he sets him working with a Spade Nine dusty Seats twelve Tressels two crack'd Bels Three broken Halters And what Nothing else Goes to a Church The Chancell hath a Boord Worth nine pence most unworthy of the Lord With pretty home-spun Linsey-woolsey Spread Under the Linnen whither scarce white Bread And cheape sowre wine two hob-nail'd Wardens dragge In Gibeons Bottles and course Pudding-bagge All manners and all decencie must be Laid by as much as bowing of the Knee Unlawfull is though Paul commands it so Yet many new pure spirits doe say no That Kneeling comes so neere Idolatry T' avoid which they will be so mannerly To be Christs fellow and to sit at 's Table And give his house like reverence as the stable Thus sawcie Morrals vile and transitory Doe rob themselves of grace and God of glory These rude behaviours every good man greeves When Temples are esteem'd like dens of Theeves Gods Worship this The great Kings Service see How odly madly God's and man's agree The unequall or incomparable comparison 'T Is strange that some Religions doe allow That men to stocks and stones shall bend and bow And that the man that did the Image frame Must kneele in adoration to the same Imploring aid and hoping for a good From ragges and reliques stones and stocks of wood Erecting Churches with great charge profuse For mans idolatry and Gods abuse And think they merit their salvation For impious works of superstition With Ceremonies such superfluous store As Pagans Jewes and Gentiles ne're had more With humble bending bowing crouching creeping With kneeling crossing penitentiall weeping With slavish feare and fearfull reverence Preposterous zeale and blind obedience They think 't too little all they can or may In serving God the quite contrary way On th' other side a peevish crew doth lye Most perverse pure in their impuritie And they so sparing of their manners bee They 'le move no hat at Church nor bend a knee