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A66775	Withers redivivus, in a small New-Years-gift, pro rege & grege, and to His Royal Highness the Prince of Orange wherein is a most strange and wonderful plot, lately found out and discovered, and recommended to all the imposing members of the Church of England, to be by them acted, as part of their last Lent confession : viz. to all Roman Catholick priests and jesuits of persecuting principles and profession : with the arraignment and tryal of Innocent the XIth, present Pope of Rome, refused last Lent to be licensed by reason of the matter therein contained / by T.P.	T. P. (Theophilus Philalethes); Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1689 (1689)	Wing W3185A; ESTC R12082	16,800	45

the Hogan Mogan Dutch VVe now have ventur'd on the Publick Stage Mens Heats to Cool their Passions to asswage And when our blust'ring Storms are past and gone If Church-men will confess our work is done VVe hope they will and no more run Astray Our Christian-Muse hath shew'd them all the Way And if our downright Form shall please them well VVe 'll soon ring out the Persecuting Knell We wish it may and then our Tongues shall Ring God Bless our Church God Save Great James our King. VVho is now rais'd by God himself to Act This Great this Noble and most Christian Fact. Though differing from that Church we do Profess So was great Cyrus as we read no Less Oh! Happy Prince whom God doth chuse though Late To settle all things both in Church and State. And he that will not joyn in this Decree Let him for ever loose his Pedigree By our Consent thousands will vote the same Or else we 'll Post them in their Wits but lame We know that you will joyn with one consent To have it done in the next Parliament Trustees for us and for our Prince's Good VVhen they shall once be fairly understood And when our Antichristian Wars shall cease Truth will proclaim an Everlasting Peace In this our Land and all the World throughout Though to some States will be a Fatal Rout. The Time 's a coming long it will not be Let them remember but MDCC VVhich is the Period of that time some fix Upon that Text six hundred sixty six And as we met now let us part in love God Bless you All with his Grace from Above I am Gentlemen Your most Passionate and most Affectionate Friend to Love Honour and Serve you as a True English Man for Liberty and Property according to the utmost of his slender Ability Theophilus Philalethes POSTSCRIPT SHould this pass Muster now without Controle And that the Romans will not us Cajole But Friendly take it then we will be plain Your bashful Poet hath an higher strain Now in his hands and ready for the Press And to be short it is a Fair Address Unto such Men whose Learning and whose Parts Makes each of them to write Master of Arts. Our Plot therein and the Contents are such To bring all Noncons to the Publick Church On such fair Terms that none shall them deny VVhich do profess true Christianity If this won't please some Dog-Stars rule the Dice We may throw Cink but never shall throw Sice We 'll tell you more when we have broke the Ice Cink is for them our Chance is two times Three No other Point we have to set us Free. Cink is for Penal Laws Sice is for none When we throw Six Oh! then the Town 's our own We first would hear how this Plot is Resented Before our Second shall be fairly Printed To the Imposing Members of the Church of England herein concerned WE may presume that we shall now be shent For interrupting you this time of Lent Wherein you spend much of your time with such As are the Members of your English Church We must confess we are herein to blame But Truth suggested that she knew no shame And therefore bid us in our Muse proceed For of such Men she never had more need Confessions now at Court are Alamode As well as in your Churches common Road. At this time of the year which things are good VVhen once they are but rightly understood But when restrained to a certain time As you and others of the Roman Line Have so long us'd one time above another As well the Daughter as the antient Mother And that it should your God above so please At this set time and give your Conscience ease VVe cannot apprehend and therefore must Keep close to Truth and to Gods Word be Just VVho bids us when we sin then to Repent And not to stay until the time of Lent Before that time should God remove us hence VVhere should we find the true St. Peter's Pence Should we then dare to knock at that Saints Gate VVithout Repentance we should come too late But since Confessions are in Vogue so much As well in yours as in the Roman Church If now you Church of England Men will Please This time of Lent and give your Conscience Ease To make your Publick and your Free Confession To all those Jesuits who do make Profession Of the same Faith as is profess'd at Rome In this prescribed Form which now is come Unto your hands although the Form be such As will not please the Old Right Roman Church Yet we will freely give you all Remission Without those Jesuits or the Pope's Commission Which some believe may be as firm and Full As if proclaimed by his Roaring Bull. Turn over Leaf and there you may Behold These Christian Pills and all Inlaid with Gold Which if you take will do your Souls more Good Than all the Crab-Trees in your Churches Wood And if they prove too Gentle and too Kind We have a stronger Potion yet behind Which some presume without any more to do Will cure the Pope and Church of England too And so make way for a more Christian State Which shall treat All without a Broken Pate Ho Antichristos then will have Check-Mate This purging Pill which is more strong and stout Deo juvante next Spring shall come out It may be sooner as we now shall find Unto our Muse you shall be curst or kind In the mean while if what we now have sent Unto our Prince and the next Parliament As a Small Present for the next New Year And they accept it then we do not Fear But King and Parliament will both agree To banish hence All Roman Trumpery And all things else as shall offensive be Unto God's Church and Christian Liberty Which when effected then our Bells shall Ring And all with one consent aloud shall sing God save Great James our Christian Faith's Defender Who to his Subjects will be Dear and Tender When they chop off the Persecution Joynt And they speak French and all shall cry Non Point POSTSCRIPT WHen sturdy Storms are gone and past Shall pleasant Calms appear If Church-men will confess at last Then Rome we need not fear Nunquam sera est ad Bonos mores Via The Imposing Members of the Church of England part of their Last Lent Confession as then recommended to be made by them viz. To all Roman Catholick Priests and Jesuits of Persecuting Principles and Profession I. COme let us Sing God Save our King From all your hopeful Crew Could we once more but Guard our Shore From such Bold Priests as you Oh! then we will use all our Skill At once to make us Free Noncons we 'll Court to spoil your Sport Then surely down go Ye II. And since we find those Men Inclin'd To give us all Remission This time of Lent before all Spent VVe 'll make our fair Confession And never more as heretofore

their Souls likewise To make them all to him a Legal Prize Nay more My Lords he doth Depose at Pleasure His Neighbour Princes to augment his Treasure Absolves their Subjects from that Faith and Trust They swear to them for to fullfil his Lust When as he is but in a Rampant Fit Never did Peter such a Sin commit Nor never did in such great Power sit His Doctrine was to Fear God and the King But his Successors they know no such thing Christ's Precept was to let the Wheat and Tares Grow till the Harvest he plucks up the Ears Of all the Wheat that in his Corn can find Roots all that up but leaves the Tares behind Christ's Precept was to Peter Feed my Sheep His Precepts are to lay them fast asleep By scorching Flames He sends them under ground Till the last Trump shall for their Bodies sound Christ's Worship was in Spirit and in Truth His Worship is Trash Trumpery and Froth Christ never twisted Church and State together But alwayes did his Church from State still Sever As not concerned with the Civil Sword To force his Subjects to obey his Word His Souldiers alwayes must be Volanteers Or else they are not Wheat but musty Tares But your great Prince as great as Cup and Can Have twisted them together in one Man. Look on him now and on his Hoary Pate There you may read not only Church but State. Old Gregory Gray-beard Sice Ace of that Name So soon as he unto the Popedom came By his old subtle and great conjuring Art Of Church and State he then did get the Start Wresting the Power from great Cesar's Hand So Church and State he after did command This HEL-DE-BRAND or Brand of Hell by Name The greatest Blot unto the Christian Name The greatest Monster and the greatest Cheat That ever hap'ned to the Roman Seat Of all the Popes that ever rul'd before The nearest Type of the true Scarlet Whore Nay some presume he was that Strumpet which Saint John foresaw the Nations did Bewitch For ever since by his Example shown All his Successors have usurp'd Christ's Throne And taught their neighbour Princes the same Trade Christ's Power in God's Church for to Invade Blessed be God that English Men now see That our great Prince from this great Sin is Free. Pardon My Lords this small Digression here And we 'll procceed to what we more can Swear Christ's Precepts were unto all Men to do As they by others would be done unto That Golden Rule which he did them prescribe To every Nation and to every Tribe But his Precepts are of another Strain As Thousands to their Cost though to his shame Do daily find which live within his Round He spareth none but sends them to Lob's Pound Instead of giving all their Equal Right In doing wrong his Soul doth take Delight His quiet Subjects round him far and near He Persecutes because they quiet are Witness MOLINOS and his PEN-like Crew If this be Justice pray My Lords Judge you To punish those who are both still and quiet Who would treat Men with that course sort of Diet VVhich plainly shews with what invet'rate Hate That Church still bears to a true Christian State. God's Precepts are to Worship him alone Through Jesus Christ his true and only Son. His Precepts are to Worship many more Thousands of Wafers they for Gods adore Who are his Subjects by his great Command Good God what worship is in all his Land. The Heathen worship they have quite out-done In their adoring of the Rising Sun. That Lamp hath Light Heat Motion theirs have none They may as well fall to a Stock or Stone Yet they believe these Gods of Bread they see Before their Eyes to have Ubiquity Ten thousand Bodies in one place at once And of their Faith herein they greatly Bounce This they affirm and this they do believe And pin their Faith upon your Churches Sleeve Although repugnant to all Sense and Reason Yet to deny it doth amount to Treason By Statute Law as plainly did appear When as your Head and Church was fixed here His Prayers to all Saints is much the same Which ought to be in Christ's most Holy Name According to that Form he did Prescribe To every Nation and to every Tribe To be observ'd when they Addresses make To the most High should be for his Names sake Who died for us rose again to Save At the last Trump Believers from the Grave And after that would give Eternal Breath To those who now are Faithful until Death Nay his own Subjects he deludes so Far As to Believe those which but Creatures are To be Omniscient Oh! this Horrid Gin Makes him undoubtedly the Man of Sin VVho doth exhalt himself so over All VVhom all true Christians the most High do call To pray to those their wisest Men can't tell Whether their Souls are now in Heaven or Hell Is such a piece of Nonsence and ill Fame To give this Bastard Child a Proper Name We Language want and therefore here must cease Wishing your Honours Everlasting Peace Although to speak the Truth your Head and Pope For this alone he doth deserve a Rope And now My Lords to sum up all what 's said In this great Cause wherein he hath betray'd That only Trust which he pretends unto We ask no Favour only Justice do These are the Crimes for which he stands Indicted Pope Innocent Pray let him not be slighted By your High Court but let him Justice have Although it be to send him to his Grave We have arraign'd him you his Cause have heard It lies on your Part when to shave his Beard Great Truth doth still repose such trust in you You shall be Grand and Petty Jury too Which surely is so fair all Men will judge That to be try'd by you he will not grudge And if you find your Head that Scarlet Whore In Sacred Writ Reveal'd we 'll ask no more As we do hope you will then shall we sing Anthems Te Deum's to our Lord and King And all St. Peter's Bells in Rome shall Ring Should he plead Guilty then we beg this Boon In Truths behalf he may not die so soon As might expected be for such a Crime For his Repentance Pray let him have time But when his day of Execution comes Sound all your Trumpets and Beat all your Drums To call together all the Armed Force You then can make both of your Foot and Horse To Guard your City Gates and all your Streets Least the enraged Mobile you meets To Rescue him out of your Cities Hands By their unruly and their Head-strong Bands For Education is so mighty strong They love no Changes whether right or wrong This by Experience England now doth find He that don't see it surely is Stone Blind Were English Boyes now on your City Ground They 'd make no bones to Race her to the Ground We are afraid they are so grievous Rude We cannot stop the

present Multitude Against all those whom now they so much Hate Though in their Rage meet many a broken Pate Heav'ns so protect us from their Furious Heat They do not make both Prince and People Sweat. And so My Lords we 'll take our fair Adieu The Issues here are solely left to you Our Proofs are plain you cannot them withstand Ask your own Conscience that will you command This Light within which is on great Truth 's side Will you Impeach and all the World beside Consider then how you are acted now Heav'ns you direct and so God speed the Plow Though Innocent and Guilty we may Swear So opposite as Truth and Falshood are For to be Innocent and Guilty too A thing most strange yet not so strange as true And shews to all who are not in a Heat All Innocent Popes are but a Sacred Cheat And tho' with Lambs Horns to the World appear Yet Wolves and Tygers to Christ's Flock they are Monstrum Horrendum we may truly say To all such Popes who have so gone Astray Yet by Experience we do daily find Some Men among us of the self-same mind Who are a Limb of the right Scarlet Whore So long as Penal Statutes they Adore Good Lord forgive them if it be thy Will If not Confound them in their Craft and Skill That so Christ's Church may more and more Increase And Truth proclaim an Everlasting Peace Heav'ns say Amen to what we do desire And save us all From Everlasting Fire Epilogus aut Conclusio WHat though the Church of England is so high What though the Kirk of Scotland is laid bye Though the same time she is a Crafty Spy. What though the Church of Rome plays Have at All What though Dissenters cry No Church at all Were better much than to have such a Church As leaves all others but themselves i' th' Lurch What though last Spring two Churches lay at Stake And neither would a saving Bargain Make One Church did hope to get the Vpper Hand The other still would have the sole Command One Church by chance did get the Weather Gage Then smoke of Gun-shot made the other Rage One would not stoop the other would not yield And by consent they both did take the Field They both were sullen and were both so High And neither would with our fair Muse comply To give her License though if then they had For ought they know times had not been so bad With some of them yet still we hope to see All things to end in Perfect Amity No Warlike Drums within our Streets shall hear But all our Churches Orange Flowers bear All Antichristian Laws shall be abhor'd And all with Meekness serve the Highest Lord. A Copy of VERSES long since made but very Proper at this present Conjuncture to be Perused by some straight-laced Men now of our English Nation Viz. I. OPinion Rules the Humane State And Domineers in every Land Shall Sea or Mountain Separate Whom God hath joyn'd in Nature's Band Dwell they far or dwell they near They 're all my Father's Children Dear II. Lend me the bright Wings of the Morn That I from hence may take my Flight From Cancer unto Capricorn Far swifter than the Lamp of Night Where e'er my winged Soul doth fly All 's Fair and Lovely in mine Eye III. Features and Colours of the Hair These all do meet in Harmony The Black the Brown the Red the Fair All Tinctures of Variety In single simple Love alone These Various Colours are but one IV. I' th' Flegmatick I Sweetness find The Melancholly Grave and VVise The Sanguine Merry to my Mind From Choler Flames of Love arise In single simple Love alone All these Complexions are but one V. The Nightingal doth never say Though he be King of Melody Unto the Cuckow or the Jay VVhy sing you not so sweet as I. Each tunes his Harp in Love alone These Various Notes are all but one VI. Behold the painful lab'ring Hand And he that keeps the harmless Sheep The Country Swain that Tills the Land The Merchant that doth Plough the Deep Each doth his Work in Love alone One Works for all and all for one VII I Love with all my Heart and Soul The French the Dutch the English Man The Turk the Swede the Dane the Pole The Spaniard and the African In this I see in Love alone All Nations reconcil'd are one VIII VVith open Arms let me imbrace The Heathen Christian Turk or Jew The Lovely and Deformed Face The Sober and the Jovial Crew In single simple Love alone All Forms and Features are but one IX The Protestant is all my Joy The Baptist and the Monarchy The Puritan though he be Coy The Papist full of Charity In single simple Love alone All these Perswasions are but one X. Then Sail I with my Love as far As China and the Indian Shore From the Artick to the Antartick Star The Tawney and the Blackamore From thence I Travel round about To Countries never yet found out XI My Heart of Love is very Sick All Nations in the VVorld I woo My Soul is turning Catholick And so is my Religion too The Deity in all doth move So Vniversal is my Love. FINIS Rev. 13. 16.