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A74099 Truth flatters not plaine dealing the best. Lively demonstrating the true effigies, life, and habite, of a selfe-exalting clergie; noted down in English and Roman characters, easily spelled and construed by a meane capacity. T. P. 1647 (1647) Thomason 669.f.11[91]; ESTC R210667 1,108 1

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TRUTH FLATTERS NOT PLAINE DEALING THE BEST Lively demonstrating the true Effigies life and habite of a selfe-exalting Clergie noted down in English and Roman Characters easily spelled and construed by a meane capacity The wife its truth well knowes The ignorant may learne The guilty snuffes his nose And prickt thereat will spurne search the ♡ and try the reines יהוה I exalt the humble and bringe downe the proud looke Learne of me to be meake and lo●v●ie a silly rubb precher If my cap my uesture too 1. POPE WHo will have honours and renown resort to me Riches and Honour is my Gown and Livery The World well know my Servants grow great Potentates Though busie wights their force unites to work their fates Who shall my holy Lawes observe and Church obey A dwelling place in Heaven shall have or Hell for aye 2. PRELATE Your proffers faire and promise large if they were true Your oath and promise once discharge give me my due And helpe me now who beares for you so much disgrace Mock scorn and flout yea casting out of name and place If this be Heaven or entrance in where they shall dwell Who loves obeyes your Church and Lawes what place is Hell 3. PRIEST I hate the Pope his poysoned cup and trinkets all The Bishops deeds and Romish weeds to me are gall Yet well I know what Layickes owe unto our Coat Reverence all way good livings pay is our just lot Sects and unlearned up-start Jackes doth us defraud Who to our shame our power and name have over-aw'd 4. TRVTH Your bitter seeds ambitious deeds declares your heart On such ill weedes eagerly feedes a Spirit tart Wealth Rule and Fame hath such a name with you obtain'd What 's taught or worn may well be borne if those be gain'd Throw off that cap let drop that bagge put up that sword Learn of me to be meeke and low preach free this word The wise all-seeing glorious Majesty Beholds each Action Plot Conspiracie That sinfull men contrive against him and his Laughes them to scorn but crownes his Saints with blisse The Pope in state presents a poysoned Cup The Bishop's foyled by a poysoned sup Ambition nere his place hath raised another By gesture cap and face a larding Brother The Sword and Bishops Casp he will approve The other Robes his patience much doth move They 'r known for Papal and he 's very loath To eat their meat yet liketh well the broath He 's whispered in the eare that Gold will make him Whose rich growes great honours still overtake him Whilest simple Truth in thred-bare garments goe Ey'd with a scorn and geered by her Foe Thus temporizing with his wind-turn'd braine Fanticies that best which most is for his gaine Purs from him that which should him better teach Indow with wisdome riches power to preach Verity hates the worlds vaine wayes and toyes They down are hurl'd their sight her soule annoyes She reads learns leads the way to God above His live her move to live in peace and love By T. P. a Well-willer of Verity and honourer of Humility Jmprimatur G. M. LONDON Printed by J. Coe 1647.