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<HEAD>Rome's Hunting-Match for III. Kingdoms; <HI>England, Scotland</HI> and <HI>Ireland:</HI> plainly &s;hewing all the PLOTS and Contrivances of the PAPISTS again&s;t the PROTESTANTS: <HI>A thing very fit to be kept as a</HI> Memorandum <HI>in all true PROTESTANT Families.</HI></HEAD>
<P><FIGURE>
<P>Video, Rideo, peribis. &amp;c.</P>
<P>Avarice Pride Lust</P>
<P><LIST>
<HEAD>The Anti-Christian</HEAD>
<ITEM>Thine.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Mine.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Cren.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Self-intrest</ITEM>
<ITEM>Treachery.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Murder.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Adultery</ITEM>
<ITEM>Hypocracy</ITEM>
<ITEM>'Strange</ITEM>
<ITEM>Ambition</ITEM>
<ITEM>Ignorance</ITEM>
<ITEM>Idolatry.</ITEM>
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<P>Zech: 2 5. I. will be unto her awall of fire round about</P>
<P>christ|an.</P>
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<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<P>The Whores PRINCIPLES, left behind her, when &s;he began this HUNT, to be ob&s;erved by all her &s;purious Off-&s;pring, upon no le&s;s penalty than eter|nal Damnation. <HI>viz.</HI></P>
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<L><HI>The Go&s;pel is an empty Ch<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="2 letters">t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>All our Aim is to be great,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Moral man's a Wigeon:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come let us mount on Eagles wings</HI></L>
<L><HI>Above all Emperors and Kings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>State-Policy is our Religion.</HI></L>
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<DIV2 TYPE="to the reader">
<P>Reader, There's a <HI>Srange</HI> Cur got among the <HI>Anti-Christian</HI> Crew, he is without his Formalities, or Badg of his Order, but his Name and Fire-ball repre&s;ents him to be the Provincial (<HI>i.e.</HI> the Chief) of the Je&s;uits here in <HI>London</HI> when they burn'd it; he and an|other Cur, called <HI>Gifford,</HI> mana|ged that Fire, hiring and paying tho&s;e carrying it on from hou&s;e to hou&s;e, &amp;c. But being out of his Orderly habit, and with a Pen, he may pa&s;s for a Lay-brother who prints, &s;ells, writes or &s;peaks again&s;t the Kings Evidence, and for the Popi&s;h Faction: or any one that knows him&s;elf concern'd.</P>
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<DIV2 TYPE="poem">
<LG>
<L>ROME doth now a Hunting ride,</L>
<L>With all her Beagles by her &s;ide,</L>
<L>In rough tempe&s;tuous Weather,</L>
<L>On the Top of all the Morn</L>
<L>This Harlot blew her bugle Horn</L>
<L>To call her Dogs together.</L>
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<LG>
<L>This filthy Babyloni&s;h Trull,</L>
<L>Who&s;e Charms the inchanted World dos gull,</L>
<L>Is <HI>Lucifer's</HI> dear Minion,</L>
<L>She &s;ets her &s;elf to open Sale,</L>
<L>And like a Spannel wags her Tale,</L>
<L>To the Blind Witch Opinion.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The Virgin Spring was in her prime,</L>
<L>To<NOTE N="&dagger;" PLACE="marg"><HI>i e.</HI> Prote&s;|tant Blood.</NOTE> hunt for Blood they ro&s;e betime,</L>
<L>Their Lo&s;t Game to recover.</L>
<L>O're the Downs and humble Dales,</L>
<L>The Fryers, Monks and Cardinals,</L>
<L>Like hungry Hawks they hover.</L>
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<LG>
<L>This little SPOT &s;tood in their Ey,</L>
<L>Which men do call Great <HI>Britany,</HI></L>
<L>So &s;trong is their Devotion,</L>
<L>Let us &s;end forth our Helli&s;h Band,</L>
<L>Wee'l have it at our full Command,</L>
<L>Or drown it in the Ocean.</L>
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<L>Round about this I&s;le they range,</L>
<L>Their Fore&s;t &amp; their hunting Grange,</L>
<L>Here, all her Dogs a&s;&s;emble:</L>
<L>The Nation like a Drunkard reels,</L>
<L>For underneath their Hor&s;es Heels,</L>
<L>The Earth doth quake and tremble</L>
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<L>On the&s;e rich unvalued Grounds</L>
<L>She uncouples all her Hounds,</L>
<L><HI>Ambition,</HI> deep-mouth'd Jowler,</L>
<L><HI>Self-Intere&s;t,</HI> a Beagle fierce,</L>
<L>His thundring cry the heavns did pierce,</L>
<L>He wo'ud be Lord Controler.</L>
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<L><HI>Murder</HI> and <HI>Idolatry</HI></L>
<L>Into all corners ca&s;t their Ey,</L>
<L>With Nets and Ginns prepared,</L>
<L>Th ev'ry Town their Game they play,</L>
<L>Th ev'ry Hou&s;e their Lime-twigs lay,</L>
<L>That<NOTE N="(a)" PLACE="marg">Chri|&s;tians.</NOTE> Lambs may be in&s;nared.</L>
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<L><HI>Treachery</HI> doth learing &s;tand,</L>
<L>With a keen Dagger in his hand,</L>
<L><HI>Adultery</HI> doth follow,</L>
<L>They hunt in &s;ilence and are &s;till,</L>
<L>And when they do intend to kill,</L>
<L>They neither houp nor hollow.</L>
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<L><HI>Hypocri&s;y</HI> clothed all in White,</L>
<L>Like a Cherubim of Light,</L>
<L>The Garland He had gotten</L>
<L>He alwayes &s;ings a double Tune,</L>
<L>With ro&s;y Cheeks, like Ro&s;e in <HI>June,</HI></L>
<L>His in&s;ide is all rotten<NOTE N="&dagger;" PLACE="marg">Let them do, or pretent what they will, &amp;c. believe Him not; you are forewarned.</NOTE>.</L>
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<L><HI>Say-well</HI> with a fluent Tongue,</L>
<L>A lu&s;ty Beagle bold and &s;trong,</L>
<L>Was by this Harlot trained,</L>
<L>This Tumbler had the fauning Skill,</L>
<L>Inchanting words and wind at Will,</L>
<L>But DO-WELL he was chained,</L>
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<L><HI>Mine</HI> and <HI>Thine</HI> are Beagles fierce,</L>
<L>They challenge the whole Univer&s;e,</L>
<L>The poor man is brought under,</L>
<L>A wond'rous blind ridiculous Story,</L>
<L>By Ma&s;&s;es and by Purgatory,</L>
<L>Heav'n, Earth, and Hell they plunder.</L>
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<L>LOVE from door to door they kick,</L>
<L>Community's an Heretick,</L>
<L>Their own Paunch only feeding:</L>
<L>Their Hearts are fro&s;en up with fro&s;t,</L>
<L>The Lady Charity is lo&s;t,</L>
<L>CHRISTIANITY lies bleeding.</L>
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<L>Lofty PRIDE doth puff and pant,</L>
<L>Riding upon an Elephant,</L>
<L>With outward Pomp adorned:</L>
<L>Exalted to an high degree,</L>
<L>They trample on the bended knee,</L>
<L>HUMILITY is &s;corned.</L>
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<L><HI>Haman</HI> mounted into grace,</L>
<L>Would extingui&s;h <HI>Abraham</HI>'s Race,</L>
<L>By &s;ound of Proclamations,</L>
<L>With thundring Cry, this bu&s;y hound</L>
<L>To all the&s;e Beagles doth propound,</L>
<L>To murder three whole Nations<NOTE N="&dagger;" PLACE="marg">Twas &s;worn, They were re&s;ol|ved, not to leave a Prote&s;tant a|live to tell of &s;uch a Religion as the Protestant Religion.</NOTE></L>
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<L>For, <HI>Murder</HI>'s become indeed</L>
<L>A new Article of their Creed,</L>
<L>Love is an Aiery Notion,</L>
<L>They<NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot">See the &s;heet called <HI>Godfry's</HI> Murder made Vi&s;ible.</NOTE> <HI>Godfry</HI> all who, in their ey,</L>
<L>Do'nt bow with their Idolatry,</L>
<L>So great is their Devotion,</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Holofernes</HI> is not dead,</L>
<L>Like Gra&s;hoppers his Army's &s;pread,</L>
<L>Incompa&s;&s;ed with Fires,</L>
<L>See how they &s;warm on Engli&s;h ground,</L>
<L>ENGLAND, thou art be&s;ieged round</L>
<L>With Je&s;uits, Monks and Fryers.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>E&s;au</HI> doth this Game pur&s;ue,</L>
<L>He is of this hunting Crew,</L>
<L>O mi&s;erable Dotage,</L>
<L>That he &s;hould love the World &s;o well,</L>
<L>His Heavenly heritage to &s;ell,</L>
<L>For a poor Me&s;s of Pottage.</L>
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<L><HI>Indulgences</HI> in the&s;e rude times,</L>
<L>For helli&s;h and unheard of Crimes,</L>
<L>Are &s;ent to ev'ry Nation:</L>
<L><HI>Lu&s;t, Pride</HI> and <HI>Avarice</HI> are grac'd,</L>
<L>And on the Tripple Crown are plac'd,</L>
<L>As in their proper Station.</L>
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<L><HI>Shimei</HI>'s Tongue is wondrous &s;hrill,</L>
<L>The Echo bounds from Hill to Hill,</L>
<L>Through all the Woods re&s;ounding,</L>
<L>This envious Dog doth bark and bawll,</L>
<L>But <HI>Bab&s;e<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ah</HI> out-rants them all,</L>
<L>In<NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot">The Language of Romes Brats.</NOTE> Damming and Confounding.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Doeg, Nabal</HI> &s;cold and chide,</L>
<L>Upon a grunting Hog they ride,</L>
<L>Inrol'd among the Swineheards:</L>
<L><HI>Ahab</HI> and proud <HI>Je&s;abel,</HI></L>
<L>With Avarice and Malice &s;well,</L>
<L>To gra&s;p poor <HI>Naboth</HI>'s<NOTE N="&dagger;" PLACE="foot">The Lives as well as E&s;tates of Prote&s;tants are now &s;ought for.</NOTE> Vineyard.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Achitophel</HI> was in this Train,</L>
<L><HI>Goliah, Judas</HI> murthering <HI>Cain,</HI></L>
<L>Old <HI>Dives</HI> choak'd with Trea&s;ures,</L>
<L><HI>Mark Anthony</HI> came to this Fea&s;t,</L>
<L>The Greek that conquer'd all the Ea&s;t,</L>
<L>With a Regiment of <HI>Cae&s;ars.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Mighty Monarks that a&s;pire,</L>
<L>To ruin ALL with<NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot">Ma&s;&s;acres, and burning Cities, as <HI>Lon|don,</HI> &amp;c. are Popi&s;h Mercys.</NOTE> Sword and Fire,</L>
<L>A Lamentable Story,</L>
<L>Through a Crim&s;on &s;ea of Blood,</L>
<L>Like an overflowing Flood,</L>
<L>They'd wade unto vain Glory.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The Horned Moon wo'ud all controul,</L>
<L>He fireth up the Northern Pole,</L>
<L>The <HI>Scithian</HI> aids his Title,</L>
<L>The Nations he doth &s;ubjugate;</L>
<L>For this Ambitious Potentate,</L>
<L>The World is too too little.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Dioni&s;ius,</HI> brisk and brave,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t &s;hortly come unto his grave,</L>
<L>Did quarrel with the Eagle;</L>
<L>Riding upon a tired A&s;s,</L>
<L>Through ruinous Cities he doth pa&s;s;</L>
<L>Is not this a jolly Beagle?</L>
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<LG>
<L>All the&s;e <HI>Beagles</HI> in their Chace</L>
<L>Hunt the Lamb from place to place,</L>
<L>With Hollowing and with hooting,</L>
<L>O're the Downs they dance the Hay,</L>
<L>The Prote&s;tant is now their pray,</L>
<L>This Dove can find no footing.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Earthen Ve&s;&s;els cla&s;h and knock,</L>
<L>Da&s;ht topieces on a Rock,</L>
<L>The Mighty <HI>Hogen Mogen,</HI></L>
<L>Tyrants are by Tyrants &s;lain,</L>
<L>The LORD of Ho&s;ts intends to reign,</L>
<L>When all the&s;e Pots are broken.</L>
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<HEAD>A PRAYER.</HEAD>
<L>Ari&s;e, Great <HI>MICHAEL,</HI> in thy Power,</L>
<L>Pull down proud Babels lofty Tower,</L>
<L>Thy Love is Heav'nly Nectar,</L>
<L>Thy little Lambs do bleat for THEE.</L>
<L>Draw thy bright Sword to &s;et us free,</L>
<L>Who art our LORD PROTECTOR.</L>
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<P>LONDON Printed by T. Dawks in Black Fryer, <HI>1680. N.B.</HI> Lately was printed a <HI>Chronology</HI> of Popi&s;h Errors when &amp; by whom brought <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 word">.</P>
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