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<P><HI>The Devills White Boyes:</HI> OR, A mixture of malicious Malignants, with their much evill, and manifold practi&s;es again&s;t the Kingdome and Parliament.</P>
<P>VVith a bottomle&s;&s;e Sack-full of Knavery, Popery, Prelacy, Policy, Trechery, Malignant Trumpery, Con&s;piracies, and Cruelties, filled to the top by the Malig|nants, laid on the &s;houlders of <HI>Time,</HI> and now by <HI>Time</HI> emptied forth, and powred out, to &s;hew the Truth, and &s;hame the Devill.</P>
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<FIGDESC>allegorical depiction of Time and the Devil</FIGDESC>
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<L><HI>Time</HI> now at the la&s;t</L>
<L>poures out much knavery.</L>
<L>The Devill holds down fa&s;t</L>
<L>to hinder the di&s;covery.</L>
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<Q><L>Malignants are the Divells Agents &s;till,</L>
<L>The Sack is <HI>England,</HI> which they &s;trive to fill</L>
<L>With mi&s;ery and mi&s;chief, and this Sack</L>
<L>Full &s;tufft, is laid upon <HI>Times</HI> aged back;</L>
<L><HI>Time</HI> poures it out now in an angry mood,</L>
<L>That all their Knaveries may be under&s;tood.</L></Q>
<P><HI>London,</HI> Printed for <HI>R.</HI> S. Octob. 26. 1644.</P>
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<HEAD><HI>The Devills White Boyes,</HI> OR, A mixture of Malicious Malignants with their much evill, and manifold practi&s;es again&s;t this King|dom and Parliament.</HEAD>
<P>_O <HI>England!</HI> how ha&s;t thou been to&s;t and tumbled? VV<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">at have thy &s;ufferings been &s;ince <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">his warre be|gan? <HI>Atlas</HI> beares the world on his &s;houlders, and alas, &s;inne hath laid &s;orrow on thy back, thou ha&s;t been, O <HI>England</HI> a long time nothing but a medly of confu&s;ion, of murder, p<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">under and Malignant wick|edne&s;&s;e, and ha&s;t like a Porter, groaned under the bur|den of a S<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ckful of knavery, ea&s;e now thy tyred &s;houl|ders, and poure out &s;ome of them to the view of the VVorld. Before the beginning of this Parliament, thou wer't divers wayes oppre&s;t, and many were thy greevances which thou did&s;t &s;uffer under great men; and how did the <HI>Star-chamber</HI> domineere over the wrong'd Sub|iect? what corruption and Bribery was there in the Law? what buying and &s;elling of Ju&s;tice? This Lord, and that Lord mu&s;t be &s;ollicited and &s;ued unto, even as &s;at as <HI>Coventry,</HI> or the Devill of <HI>Dun&s;more</HI> HEATH (now with the King) that it would plea&s;e their Lord&s;hips to take a Bribe to doe a po<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">rs man Ju&s;tice.</P>
<P>There was nothing but Playing, Dancing and Masking; the Common|wealth was a tree of Plea&s;ure, and whoring was the top branch, when the Queen-mother was here, and it is thought, the Bi&s;hops ea&s;e and good fare, made them lu&s;ty, even to beget Ba&s;tards, which they could doe with ea&s;e in their &s;tudies; they lov'd plea&s;ure better then Preaching, and were the Hogges of our I&s;rael, that fatted them&s;elves with the Acornes of Spirituall Livings; Then the Judges were the Kings Parrets, and cryed out, Ship-money,
<PB N="3" REF="2"> but the Subiects regarded tho&s;e Judges no more then Parrats or pra|ting Sicophants; that with the Coblers Crow, were taught to cry, <HI>Ave Cae&s;ar, God &s;ave the King;</HI> Amen cry'd the people, and deliver him from &s;uch malig|nant Judges, that would make his Prerogative a Pick pocket; and a hand to &s;quee&s;e out the wealth of the Subie&s;t, according to the Princes plea&s;ure, that &s;o our King might like a forreign, whom I could name, be <HI>Rex A&s;&s;inorum,</HI> a King of Engli&s;h A&s;&s;es, when the liberty of the Subiect &s;hould be &s;ubiect to the Tyran|ny of his Prerogative. The&s;e devices were then &s;et on foot, and are now march|ing abroad on the Souldiers leggs in the Kings army: for what doth the Kings Army fight for? but fir&s;t for an univer&s;all Tyrany, or unbounded Monarchy, that the free-borne <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> may &s;ubmit them&s;elv<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">s to Royall &s;lavery, in token whereof, the Schollers of <HI>Oxford</HI> not long before the&s;e warres began, made a Play called, <HI>The Royall Slave,</HI> as if they had Prophe&s;yed, that all <HI>England</HI> &s;hould be turn'd into a company of Royall &s;laves, and for this the Cavaliers fight, cut and kill the Kings Maje&s;ties Subjects, that they may conquer us into &s;ervitude, and (if they could) beat us out of our Name of Subjects, into the ti|tle of &s;laves, but theres no doubt, wee &s;hall be able to baffle &s;uch knaves, that being pack't together, have &s;huffer'd in the King among&s;t them, and by their evill Coun&s;ell, have made the King like an incen&s;ed Lion again&s;t his peo|ple and Parliament. And what mad Lawes doe you imagine, if the Cavaliers were law-makers? It &s;hould be lawfull in the fir&s;t place to kill any man for his money, if it were demanded, <HI>cum privilegio,</HI> that is by vertue of the Kings Pre|rogative. And the &s;ubiects &s;hould be turned into &s;ub-jacks, every great man &s;hould have a Monopoly to maintaine his pride and luxury, the Kings <HI>Will</HI> &s;hould be the liberty of the &s;ubiect, and my Lords will, and my Ladies will, and my Lords Secretaries will, and my Lords great Hor&s;es will mu&s;t be obeyed, &s;o that <HI>Iack</HI> &s;hould be in Office, and every Courtiers will, even to <HI>Will</HI> the Scul|lion in the Court Kitching, &s;hould be a King, if the Malignants could have their will.</P>
<P>Then for Religion, we &s;hould have &s;uper&s;tition, Organs piping, Lawne|&s;leeves preaching, Bulls of <HI>Ba&s;on</HI> roaring, and &s;inging Anthems, Little young Levites preaching Morallity in&s;tead of Divinity, and cringing and comple|menting in the Pulpit; fat Benefices, and leane Sermons, Dunces that could onely read Service, and pray for faire weather, &s;hould be Country Curates, but 'tis no matter, this Religion would &s;erve the Malignants, who are half Epi|cures, half Papi&s;ts, and half Athei&s;t, and a medly of mad wickedne&s;&s;e, they and the Devill have been in Coun&s;ell a great while, to devi&s;e a plot how to de&s;troy all the hone&s;t Religious Prote&s;tants in <HI>England,</HI> and the Earl of <HI>Strafford,</HI> hee &s;its in Coun&s;ell every day about it with <HI>Pluto, A&s;hteroth,</HI> and the other Infer|nall Coun&s;ellors, but this Devilli&s;h <HI>Coun&s;ell-Table,</HI> cannot yet, nor never &s;hall
<PB N="4" REF="3"> be able to worke the ruine of the Prote&s;tants; No? yes the Cavaliers, the Iri&s;h, and Papi&s;ts in the Kings Army will doe their endeavour, and with their &s;words mow them downe; the<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">es <HI>Digby,</HI> and <HI>Cottington,</HI> and a great many Lords and Knights that are Politick Divills, that could in&s;truct the King to undoe the Common-wealth in the times of peace, and cannot they play the Divell in the time of warre? yes, yes, no doubt, they enticed the King the head of the Parliament from the members, onely to &s;ave their own heads, and will not they incen&s;e the King to kill his true Subiects under the title of Roundheads? Come, beleeve it, they are wicked enough, how can they fail in their plotts? when experience tells us, that Papi&s;ts are full of black Invention and helli&s;h Plotts: what was the Gun-powder Plot, and <HI>Straffords</HI> plot; but what talke you of Plots? The Kings Maje&s;ty will have it &s;o, and blinde men in Divinity have the be&s;t eyes; they preach, Obey the King, and di&s;honour God, but as for cruelty and cutting of throates I leave that to Prince <HI>Rupert,</HI> and will acknowledge that there was heeretofore no other purgatory but the Chancery. But what &s;aid my Court Lady at <HI>Oxford,</HI> I love the Romane Ca|tholick Faith, for I would lie in bed and be religious, and confe&s;&s;e my &s;innes, and live in pompe and plea&s;ure, and know nothing but complementing in <HI>French,</HI> and praying in Latin<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">, and hearing Ma&s;&s;e, and when &s;hee did goe to heaven, and v<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">e the Lady <HI>Mary,</HI> and all the Papi&s;ts that are in heaven, which are very few, for they doe not live after the rate of going to Heaven, unle&s;&s;e bloody murders, Idolatry, and killing of K<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ngs be the way to Heaven.</P>
<P>The&s;e Malignants in my conceit are like tho&s;e pictures which have a dub|ble a&s;pect, one like a man, the other like a Devill, when they are to doe mi&s;|chiefe by flattering the King, or making the countrey people ri&s;e in the Kings behalfe, then they put on &s;mooth faces, and tell them of the Kings power and Prerogative, and that the Parliament is no Parliament, and therefore they may figh<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> again&s;t it, that the King is wronged, when indeed no body wrongs him but his malignant Councellours, that they fight for the Prote&s;tant Religion, that is for Poperie, and to defend the Lawes, that is the Law of tyrannicall &s;lavery, which the King would impo&s;e upon his &s;ubjects, and that as the Locu&s;t de|voured the Land of Egipt, &s;o they might &s;warm againe and devour us as they did in <HI>England</HI> in the times of peace, when all the Law was in the hand of the Iudge, and that hand mu&s;t be filled with gold, or el&s;e no Law was to be had: but now for cunning wickedne&s;&s;e, which is the malignants other face, and wher|in he re&s;embles the Devill, con&s;ider him as he was in the &s;hape of <HI>Gu&iacute;do Faulx</HI> when he went with his darke lanthorn in his hand to &s;et fire to the Gunpowder plot, and was taken in this Devills &s;hape, and afterwards he and his Com|plotters were executed for traytors, but what a number of black malignants are there now in this Land, being a kind of &s;mooth-faced machivilian Devills,
<PB N="5" REF="3"> &s;ome with flattering bellows blowing the coales of di&s;&s;ention betweene the King and Parliament; then there be horned malignant Devills that will roare, &s;weare, domineer, u&s;e nothing but Dammees, and R<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">mmees, as the Cavali|ers, who bla&s;pheme Heaven and Earth, and are ready to &s;weare them&s;elves a live into Hell; then there are Iri&s;h Devills as hot as fire, and as bloody as <HI>Belzebub,</HI> the&s;e delight in firing of hou&s;es, in killing women and Children, in tearing the fle&s;h off Prote&s;tants &s;houlders with hot Pincers, as they did in <HI>Ire|land,</HI> together with their horrible cruelties here in <HI>England,</HI> the&s;e are cruell Iri&s;h Divells, &s;uch as doe not he idle in the Market-place, as the Divill did up|on his Elbow, becau&s;e he knew they would lie and &s;weare fa&s;t enough there, to damn them&s;elves; but the&s;e Malignants are no Dormant Devills, but active and &s;tirring to doe mi&s;chief; they proclaime his Maje&s;ties will, and their own coun|&s;ell to be Oracles, and make the King beleeve that none have wit or under&s;tan|ding, but his Maje&s;ties Cavaliers, and his new borne Councellors, and that none are &s;o fit to make Prie&s;ts and Je&s;uites, as the <HI>Oxford</HI> Schollers; and that if his Maje&s;ty print but a plau&s;ible Oath, or a Proclamation, that all hee doth, is for the advancement of the Prote&s;tant Religion; is Maie&s;ty may doe what he will in favour of Papi&s;ts, and follow their Coun&s;ells, as long as the Malignants can but brand the Prote&s;tants with the name of Browni&s;t, Anabapti&s;t, Separa|ti&s;t, or Round-heads, and then the Schollers of <HI>Oxford</HI> doe make Sermons be|fore the King of the fidelity of Papi&s;ts, and how farre they are to be preferred above Puritanes and Prote&s;tants, whom they accoumpt religious Traytors; but O King, be rul'd no more by wicked Evill Coun&s;ellors, but follow the advice of Scripture wi&s;edome; If this Coun&s;ell, or this worke of the Parlia|ment be of men, it will come to naught, but if it be of God, ye cannot over|throw it, lea&s;t (happily) ye be found fighters again&s;t God. Behold, O King, but the di&s;po&s;ition of all the&s;e Eare wigs, that in&s;inuate into your Coun&s;ells; can di&s;&s;olute lawle&s;&s;e Cavaliers defend good Lawes? Or can Papi&s;ts and A|thei&s;ts fight for the true Prote&s;tant Religion, that were as &s;trange, as for Thornes to beare grapes, and Thi&s;tles to beare figgs, and as &s;trange it were, that Papi&s;ts and Athie&s;ts &s;hould bear arms, to defend the Lawes, the Libertie of the Subject, and the Prote&s;tant Religion, the Divell they will; no, they fight to errect here the Kingdom of Darknes and Popery, that &s;pirituall ambition may domineere flat-cap, and the four-corner'd Cap may fill the foure corners of the world full of knavery, there &s;hould be then no &s;chi&s;me, but a con&s;tant Lubberi&s;me in <HI>England,</HI> Bi&s;hops, Deans, Doctors, Dunces, and Lubbers, that when they preach't (being very &s;eldome) would, &s;peake with a hoar&s;e low voice, as if two or three &s;teeples (having plutallity of Benifices) &s;tuck in their throat; and when young VVives and wenches came to Confe&s;&s;ion, how the <HI>Frier</HI> (like the Divell) would hugg them? would not this be a prety medly of
<PB N="6" REF="4"> confu&s;ion; nay, right and wrong &s;hall be all one, fetch me &s;uch a Subiects, head, 'tother &s;ubiects bed, and his table, nay plunder him to a Pewter &s;poone, if he will not &s;ubmit unto the Kings Prerogative; but bani&s;h con&s;cience, for miters and Bi&s;hops can't indure him, Papi&s;ts Prie&s;ts can devi&s;e an ea&s;ie Religi|on for my Court Lady, that &s;he may go to heaven on a bed of Ro&s;es; &amp; never take the paines to come thither, &s;he is troubled with a loo&s;ene&s;&s;e in the bottom of her belly, and cannot &s;it out a long Sermon, nor make long Prayers, let her give a few &s;craps at her door, and a doal of Puddings at her death, and Angels &s;hall carry her to Pope <HI>Iom.</HI> But let us let the&s;e &s;hee fooles alone, the&s;e &s;hee-Papi&s;ts and malignant women, that will talke them&s;elues out of breath again&s;t the Parliament, but if they might have their wills, to beat and cuckold their husbands by act of Parliament, then, and not till then they would prai&s;e the Parliament.</P>
<P>But <HI>Time,</HI> &s;ince thou ha&s;t thus far di&s;cribed the Malignants, goe on with boldne&s;&s;e, poure out the re&s;t of thy Sackfull of knavery, make the Proverbe true, <HI>&s;peak truth, &amp; &s;hame the Divell,</HI> who &s;tands behind thee, pulling down the &s;ack, to hinder the emptying of it; but out with the trumpery, the Knavery, the Popery, the Policy, the Malignancy, flattery, and all the clo&s;e wickedne&s;&s;e and impiety that hath been laid upon the back of <HI>Time,</HI> doe it briefly, roundly and plainly, and &s;hake out of thy Sack, all varieties of Knavery.</P>
<P>VVell done <HI>Time,</HI> what comes out here fir&s;t? <HI>Inprimis,</HI> hundred-pound baggs of money, and the&s;e were for Bribes for my Lords the Judges; and for Symony to procure a Benifice for Ma&s;ter <HI>Dun&s;combe,</HI> a Levite of littell learn|ing, and le&s;&s;e Con&s;cience, who&s;e Bribe being taken, hee was admitted to the Par&s;onage. O this money makes the Common-wealth a common whore, that lies down, and let fooles ride her, and deride her, while Knaves thriv'd, and hone&s;t men went to wrack, and every <HI>Iack</HI> might be made a Sir <HI>Iohn,</HI> for an hundred pounds, and to conclude, malignant hundred pounds have &s;ent hun|dred thou&s;ands to the Divell.</P>
<P>VVhat comes next, Malignant pounds of Candles, made only for Politi|tions, to give them light how to &s;tudy Plots again&s;t the Prote&s;tants; the Bi&s;hop of <HI>Canterbury</HI> burnt twenty pounds of the&s;e candles, in &s;tuddying how to bring in <HI>Popery;</HI> the Earl of <HI>Strafford</HI> &s;tuddyed alwayes by one of the&s;e ma|lignant Candles, till at la&s;t, the Divell puff't out both the light of his Candle, and the light of his life both together; It is known that <HI>Diogines</HI> had a malig|nant candle in his Lanthorne, which gave him light to &s;ee how to rayle, and &s;o Malignants, and all wicked men have &s;ome of the&s;e Candles, Prince <HI>Rupert</HI> never goes to bed, but the Devill lights him up a candle, that he may &s;ee to forget to &s;ay his prayers, and that he may not &s;ee his cruell plunderings; and one of the&s;e candles are continually burning before the Kings Maie&s;ty, which
<PB N="7" REF="4"> gives <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">im &s;uch a dim light, that he cannot &s;ee the way how to returne unto his Parliament&punc;</P>
<P>Next comes out the Papi&s;ts Reliques, beads, cro&s;&s;es, crucifixes, whips, papi&s;t bookes li|cenced by the Bi&s;hop of <HI>Canterbury,</HI> fire and faggots, with which they intended to have burnt the Prote&s;tants, as they did in the dayes of Queen <HI>Mary;</HI> and our Queen <HI>Mary</HI> thought to have &s;een the like bon-fires in her dayes: Hold down the mouth of thy &s;ack, <HI>Time,</HI> what great gray thing is that come out tumbling? Oh, 'tis one of the Fryers that liu'd at Saint <HI>Jame&s;es,</HI> fatt and full of knavery and popery; bold, there's a Surple&s;&s;e, and two payre of Lawn-Sleeves, a hood, a cope, and the poopi&s;h Service-boke that was &s;ent downe to the <HI>Scots,</HI> and a paire of Or<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">gans, and a may-poole, and the skull of the Queen-mother, with a number of p<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">p<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t skulls, that while they liv'd, were all Traytors to the Common-wealth of <HI>England.</HI></P>
<P>What's heere, Serpents? &s;uch as <HI>Cottington</HI> and the re&s;t of the Kings evill Coun&s;ellors; and look heere are Eeles, Court Eeles, that would &s;lip into any place of preferrment, but it is knowne, that thunder doth break the bedds of Eeles, and &s;ince the thunder of warre began, the&s;e malignant Eeles are all run unto the King, and doe live in the fre&s;h waters at <HI>Oxford, Bri&s;toll,</HI> and other puts in the VVe&s;t Country.</P>
<P>Now comes forth Lawy<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">rs black-boxes, poore men brought the&s;e by their &s;ides out of the Country to <HI>London,</HI> and returned againe with nothing but penury and papers; &s;hake them out <HI>Time,</HI> for when the&s;e times were, the Divell and the Lawyer were alwayes full of bu&s;i|ne&s;&s;e in the Terme time.</P>
<P>VVhats heere? a Lions skinne, with a Foxes tayl<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> to it, a very good Embleme, to &s;hew that malignant Coun&s;ellours d<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">e make u&s;e of the Lions power, to back their malignant plotts, and thus the King is abu&s;ed by the malignants pollicy.</P>
<P>But oh horrible and mon&s;trous, heer's a hand with a &s;word in it, full of hearts, that have been run through by the Sword, and upon the point of the &s;word is a Crowne, Oh I fear this &s;word doth too evidently point out the King, who hath been abu&s;ed by his Evill Coun&s;el|lo s, his Cavaliers, and the Iri&s;h Rebells, who have run their &s;words through the hearts of many thou&s;and <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">rote&s;tants, this is a bloody &s;ight &s;hak't out of the Sack of <HI>Time.</HI></P>
<P>Here are more &s;words, all which have been guilty of <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> blood, not onely their hilts, but their blades are &s;anguin'd over, they look red, and blu&s;h, that friends and brothers, &s;hould with hearts of Iron, hard as their &s;words, kill one another; but now comes out of the &s;ack two bloody hands, the one holding a &s;word, the other a Torch, and this doth &s;ignifie Prince <HI>Rupert,</HI> who is a bloody man of his hands, and doth &s;hew continuall cruelty with fire and &s;word, as he did at Bolton in Lane &s;hire, and in many o<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">her places, which have &s;uffered un|der this plundering Prince.</P>
<P>Heere comes out n<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">w a Box, full of Commi&s;&s;ions to doe nothing; &s;uch as the Duke of <HI>Buckingham</HI> had when he went to relieve the Prote&s;tants in <HI>Rochell,</HI> and <HI>Sicill,</HI> when he went <HI>Cales</HI> Voyage; and then here's another box, with the Kings Armes upon it, and in it there's the Commi&s;&s;ion of Array, with a great many of the Kings Prote&s;tations, together with let|ters from he Queen, and how the Kings Cabbinetts of Jewells, being pawn'd, he hath no|thing left but a box fu<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">l of papers not of <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">oetry, but pollicy, and they mu&s;t needs be &s;trong l<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">nes, that are writ by a King and Queene, and their &s;trong malignants.</P>
<P>Now comes out tumbling together Ship-money, Coxcombes for earpet-Knights, &s;uch as <HI>Jermyn</HI> and <HI>Endymion Porter,</HI> being new made Gentlemen, and now being malignants, are made I know not what: heere comes out Monopolies of white-&s;oape, ragges, mary-bones, cardes, tobacco, and a pattent that &s;hould have been granted for pi&s;&s;ing again&s;t the wall; m<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">nopolies and knaveties, come out here.</P>
<P>W<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="2 letters">ts heere? Oh 'tis the Bi&s;hop of <HI>Canterburies</HI> new book, that he &s;ent to the Scots, being &s;ent to him from his Holine&s;&s;e of <HI>Rome,</HI> and contrived by the Pope, but the mi&s;chief was, the bi&s;hop of <HI>Canterbury</HI> could not get a clo&s;e cover for this booke, &s;o that the Scots di&s;co|vered
<PB N="8" REF="5"> his Popi&s;h purpo&s;e, and would rather &s;ee it burnt, then entertaine a leafe of it, to be read in their true reformed Churches.</P>
<P>Hold, hold, heer' a company of eyes and eares, and tongues poured out of the Sack of <HI>Time;</HI> why <HI>Time,</HI> wilt thou &s;hame thy &s;elf, could there ever be a Time &s;o wicked, that the <HI>Star-chamber</HI> &s;hould endeauour to pluck out the eyes of Religion, and to pick out the be&s;t men, to have them di&s;graced by cutting off their eares nay, and by cutting out their tongues, that is, by &s;il<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ncing Godly Mini&s;ters in the Dioce&s;&s;es where the bi&s;hops reign'd, this was true enough.</P>
<P>But whats heere? <HI>Oxford</HI> Trumpery, and Knavery, Schollers flat-caps, and &s;quare-caps, Divines gowns which the Schollers lay down, and while they drink healths to the confu&s;ion of the <HI>Roundheads,</HI> they will cry; Lie there Di|vinity; the&s;e are pretty fellows to make Popi&s;h Prie&s;ts of; it is known that <HI>Au|licus</HI> is one of the&s;e drunken fellows of <HI>All &s;oules</HI> Colledge; but here comes out more, namely Chri&s;t-Church Organs, &s;urple&s;&s;es, Beades, Cro&s;&s;es, Halfe-Crowns coyn'd out of <HI>Oxford</HI> Place, Cuckolds hornes made by the Cavaliers, Books of Popery, of con<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">uring and all &s;orts of Malignant Pamphlets, long gownes, that cover the <HI>Oxford</HI> Levites, that have little Go&s;pel in them, with &s;peares, gunnes and Cor&s;lets and Helmets, which the Bi&s;hops and Schollers ware at <HI>Oxford,</HI> being better head pieces than their owne.</P>
<P>But oh what comes out now? the very wor&s;t of all, the bottome of bot|tomle&s;&s;e Popery and cruelty, Heads, Armes, Leggs, feet, and whole quarters of men, women and children butcher'd by the Rebells in <HI>Ireland,</HI> and heere comes out tongs and Pincers wherewith being heated red-hot, they did pluck the fle&s;h from the bodies of the Prote&s;tants; Daggers with which they &s;tab'd the Prote&s;tants, and let them bleed to death in their fight, Gridirons whereon they roa&s;ted Prote&s;tants; with Halters, Clubs wherewith they knock out the braines of Prote&s;tants, long Knives where-with they ript Children out of their Mothers bellyes, and cut the throats of many thou&s;and Prote&s;tants, Axes, wherewith they quartered Prote&s;tants, cutting &s;ome into &s;mall peices, but the burthen of varieties, of cruelt<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">es which <HI>Time</HI> hath born in <HI>England</HI> and <HI>Ireland,</HI> is in&s;ufferable, the Papi&s;ts Plots and projects innumerable the Malignants ma|lice and pollicy unchangeable; the Kings heart implacable, &s;o that it would be a hard matter for <HI>Time</HI> to &s;hake all Malignants out of his Sack, he is no &s;mall-coal-man, for his &s;ack can never be emptyed, it having no bottom, but is as deep as the Sea of <HI>Rome,</HI> that have &s;o many that help to fill it with knavery, as <HI>Bi&s;hops, Malignants rotten Lords, Cavaliers, Pint-pot Preachers, Judges, Law|yers, Country Knig<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ts, Malignant Majors of Towns, Bri&s;toll, Cottington, Prince Robert Mauris, Lords of Cumber-land, Bath, Southampton, Dor&s;et, Northamp|ton, Deven&s;hire Bri&s;toll, Bark&s;hire, Hopton, Capell,</HI> with the Lord <HI>Digby,</HI> and the Lord <HI>Devill, the grand Malignant.</HI></P>
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