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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
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<ARGUMENT>
<P>A brief Relation of an Athei&s;ticall creature, living at <HI>Lambert,</HI> which is of a &s;trange opinion that his &s;ins are too big for him to goe to Heaven, and too little for him to goe to hell, he thinks he &s;hall dye a <HI>Phari&s;ie:</HI> Further he de&s;ired to have a Commi&s;&s;ion to burne every new marryed couple in the Buttock, but paying him forty &s;hillings they &s;hould e&s;cape unburned.</P>
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<OPENER>To the tune of, <HI>Je&s;per Cuuningam<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="over-inked" EXTENT="1 letter">,</HI> or brave <HI>Lord Willoby.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>GOod Chri&s;tians all give eare awhile,</L>
<L>and mark what I relate,</L>
<L>There lives a man in <HI>Lambert</HI> Town,</L>
<L>govern'd by luckle&s;&s;e fate:</L>
<L>An <HI>Arhi&s;t</HI> he in Judgement is,</L>
<L>not fearing Heaven nor Hell,</L>
<L>But in pre&s;umption every day,</L>
<L>'gain&s;t God he doth rebell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He thus unto his Neighbours &s;pake,</L>
<L>my &s;ins quoth he are great,</L>
<L>That I my &s;elf &s;hall not attaine,</L>
<L>to fit i'th Heavenly &s;eate:</L>
<L>Nor &s;hall my &s;ouls goe down to Hell,</L>
<L>(&s;in doth not multiply)</L>
<L>In heart I doe believe that I</L>
<L>a Phari&s;ie &s;hall dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This as a jeere he thus did &s;ay,</L>
<L>bla&s;pheming of our God,</L>
<L>But &s;uch that will not him obey,</L>
<L>&s;hall &s;urely f&eacute;el his Rod:</L>
<L>Like the Foole he &s;aith there is no God,</L>
<L>but Men like Dogs mu&s;t dye,</L>
<L>And have no other ju&s;t reward,</L>
<L>of bli&s;s or Mi&s;ery,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But yet this Viper he is given</L>
<L>to covet after Bold,</L>
<L>Though neither he fears Hell nor Heaven</L>
<L>as this for truth is told:</L>
<L>A Commi&s;&s;ion he did &s;&eacute;ek to have,</L>
<L>a Villanous act to doe,</L>
<L>Then lift a while you &s;tanders by,</L>
<L>and Ile declar't to you;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Quoth he, if I a grant might have,</L>
<L>and a commanding power,</L>
<L>Each marryed Couple I would brand,</L>
<L>to make their plea&s;ure lower:</L>
<L>But if full forty &s;hillings they,</L>
<L>to me would fr&eacute;ely give,</L>
<L>They &s;hould injoy their Loves in peace,</L>
<L>in Unity to live.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But tho&s;e which did this &s;ame deny,</L>
<L>&s;hould f&eacute;ele my cruell ire</L>
<L>With irons hot I would them burn,</L>
<L>hoat with the flaming fire:</L>
<L>With which, impre&s;&s;ion d&eacute;ep Ide make,</L>
<L>and were'em by my &s;ide,</L>
<L>The fir&s;t that I in hand did take,</L>
<L>&s;hould be a young-mans Bride.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Inhumane like &s;hus would he deale</L>
<L>with tho&s;e new marryed,</L>
<L>His tyrant hand they &s;ure &s;hould f&eacute;ele,</L>
<L>&s;o &s;oon as they were wed,</L>
<L>O what a Tyger would he prove,</L>
<L>if he in Office were,</L>
<L>The like before in all my life,</L>
<L>I never yet did here.</L>
</LG>
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<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>HIs &s;avage mind doth thir&s;t for blood,</L>
<L>he's of the &s;wini&s;h br&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>And on the churli&s;h Caniball,</L>
<L>on mens fle&s;h he would f&eacute;ed:</L>
<L>And likewi&s;e the poore Female &s;ex</L>
<L>he'd puni&s;h with A brand,</L>
<L>This all young folks he would peplex,</L>
<L>unle&s;&s;e they'd bribe his hand.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This great confu&s;ion in the Land,</L>
<L>about Religion &s;ure,</L>
<L>Doe bring Mens hearts to hainous &s;ins,</L>
<L>for all they'r counted pure:</L>
<L>They climbe &s;o ho high above their reach,</L>
<L>it is the Brothers fricks,</L>
<L>Then from the top they down doe fall</L>
<L>head-long and breake their Necks.</L>
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<LG>
<L>So by that meanes there epicures,</L>
<L>and Athei&s;ts they doe ri&s;e,</L>
<L>And <HI>Phari&s;ees</HI> with their wild Sects,</L>
<L>Gods glory to de&s;pi&s;e,</L>
<L>The <HI>Antinomians</HI> lead the way,</L>
<L>for to commit all evill,</L>
<L>Saying to &s;in it's for their good,</L>
<L>though it lead them to the Divell,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When they in the&s;e wild wayes are fixt,</L>
<L>like <HI>Judas</HI> &s;ome di&s;paire,</L>
<L>And pre&s;ently goe hang them&s;elves,</L>
<L>in con&s;cience troubled are:</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="2 letters">me dround them&s;elvs, &s;ome &s;tob them|&s;elvs,</L>
<L>and &s;ome their throats doe cut,</L>
<L>When Men run headlong in their wayes,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="1 letter">ho&s;e God from him doth &s;hut.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Good Chri&s;tians be not thus &s;edu&s;'d,</L>
<L>by Wolves cloath'd in Sh&eacute;ep-skins,</L>
<L>For with your eyes you plainly &s;&eacute;e,</L>
<L>God plagues us for our &s;ins.</L>
<L>If there be neither Heaven nor Hell,</L>
<L>how comes it then to pa&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>In Winter time the Snow appears,</L>
<L>in Summer-time the Gra&s;&s;e:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Sun the Moon, the Stars give light,</L>
<L>as God hath &s;o decr&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>But he that &s;aith there is no God,</L>
<L>is &s;ure a fool indeed,</L>
<L>Let none delude you from the truth,</L>
<L>but faithfully believe,</L>
<L>That God is ju&s;t in all his wayes,</L>
<L>&s;o may&s;t thou Heaven receive,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e vild Sectarians doe annoy,</L>
<L>and fill the land with &s;in,</L>
<L>They'r &s;evenfold nearer the &s;ons of Hell,</L>
<L>then when they did begin:</L>
<L>Believe not them, believe Gods Word,</L>
<L>&s;o &s;halt thou live in peace,</L>
<L>And let true-hearted Chri&s;tians pray,</L>
<L>that <HI>Englands</HI> wars may &s;ea&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Lord ble&s;&s;e thy Mini&s;ters which teach</L>
<L>thy word in every Church,</L>
<L>And breake in too the Sectaryes,</L>
<L>that would thy people lurch:</L>
<L>Heaven pro&s;per us that we may live,</L>
<L>&s;o as with you to dwell,</L>
<L>For goodly men &s;hall goe to Heaven,</L>
<L>and wicked ones to hell.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>London Printed for C.D. 1649.</P>
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