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<HEAD>D^r^. VVILD'S ECCHO, OR, A full An&s;wer to his POEM on the IMPRISONMENT OF <HI>MASTER CALAMY.</HI></HEAD>
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<L>FAir Umbra, I &s;alute you, who wert made</L>
<L><HI>(Ex nihilo nihil fit)</HI> Doctor of a &s;hade</L>
<L>Poet in rhymes, great Oratour in &s;en&s;e,</L>
<L>Score up a man for his intelligence.</L>
<L>Who&s;e Pulpit-Rhet'rick finds a Poetick aire</L>
<L>To damne the Sinner without book or prayer,<NOTE PLACE="marg">His Poeti|cal Droll upon a Sinner, is well remembred.</NOTE></L>
<L>Clear words but mi&s;apply'd t' a &s;en&s;e mo&s;t vext,</L>
<L>As if the Application &s;lew the Text.</L>
<L>Well, 'tis re&s;olv'd, that I do rout your rhymes:</L>
<L>Ev'n as the Gout doth recollect your crimes;</L>
<L>For ev'ry limb a grief: oh! here's the Sinner,</L>
<L>Who then mu&s;t be the Man for t' Devils dinner.</L>
<L>This is your Pulpit &s;tuff, then ba&s;te your roa&s;t</L>
<L>And turn, lea&s;t you become a burned toa&s;t</L>
<L>And &s;o Don <HI>Calamy</HI> &s;hall be your hoa&s;t.</L>
<L>Methinks you &s;ympathize, conver&s;ion &s;mall,</L>
<L>Where the fir&s;t turning findes no grief at all,</L>
<L>Impri&s;onment, oh! that's a thing of price</L>
<L><HI>Adam</HI> in pri&s;on was, in Paradi&s;e.</L>
<L>Impri&s;onment, thus <HI>Danae</HI> was in hold,</L>
<L>When <HI>Jupiter</HI> came raining down with gold.</L>
<L>Impri&s;onment, a &s;tain, oh, that's a grace:</L>
<L>Black &s;pots add beauty to the white&s;t face.</L>
<L>Impri&s;onment, who would not pri&s;oner ly,</L>
<L>That he might fare, as once Don <HI>Calamy?</HI></L>
<L>Thus I have &s;av'd your humour, and your cau&s;e</L>
<L>But can't abide the breaking of our Laws.</L>
<L>Tell me then (Sir) wherein did lie his glory,</L>
<L>That He is made our Ages talk and &s;tory,</L>
<L>For his Impri&s;onment: All things ob&s;erve</L>
<L>A rule in doing duty, and ne're &s;werve.</L>
<L>When that the Sun doth ri&s;e, and brighte&s;t &s;hine</L>
<L>It &s;till maintains its progre&s;s by the line.</L>
<L>When that the Stars do in heav'ns roads appear,</L>
<L>They regulate their motion by the &s;phear.</L>
<L>The bea&s;ts are grateful, and receive direction</L>
<L>From that hand, which doth give them a protection</L>
<L>The &s;encele&s;s Eccho hears the mouths confe&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>And doubles or'e the &s;peech in the expre&s;&s;ion.</L>
<L>The Sun may teach the factious Rout to &s;hine,</L>
<L>And yet ob&s;erve external di&s;cipline.</L>
<L>The Stars may learn the <HI>Presbyterian</HI> Seers</L>
<L>For to move regular within their &s;phears.</L>
<L>The Bea&s;ts may teach them for to take direction</L>
<L>From that kinde hand, that gives them a protection,</L>
<L>The hollow Eccho may learn them their &s;hares,</L>
<L>To make Re&s;pon&s;als to our Church's pray'rs.</L>
<L>Then &s;ave your Complement in the fir&s;t Rhyme,</L>
<L>A puni&s;hment is nat'ral to a Crime.</L>
<L>If that the Sun &s;hould wander from its roade,</L>
<L>Darkne&s;s, its brighter Brow mu&s;t &s;trait-way loade.</L>
<L>If Stars &s;hould wanton it without their &s;phear,</L>
<L>They mu&s;t not in heavens Gallaxy appear.</L>
<L>If Bea&s;ts are &s;tubborn, and won't take direction</L>
<L>From th' Ma&s;ters hand they mu&s;t receive correction.</L>
<L>If Ecchoes don't repeat our voices or'e,</L>
<L>Wee'll &s;tile them Mutes, and &s;peake to them no more.</L>
<L>And thus you &s;ee each thing ob&s;erves a Rule,</L>
<L>The Sun, the Stars, the Eccho, Hor&s;e and Mule.</L>
<L>And when they won't be to a rule confin'd,</L>
<L>They're puni&s;hed according to their kinde.</L>
<L>And doth he le&s;s de&s;erve a pri&s;on, then they</L>
<L>Correction, when they from their orders &s;tray?</L>
<L>Impri&s;onment is proper to a lu&s;t:</L>
<L>And who &s;o fowles his Coat mu&s;t have it bru&s;ht.</L>
<L>Paine commonly accompanies a halt,</L>
<L>A pri&s;on is the &s;equel of a fault.</L>
<L>What bore he there for to perfume the place,</L>
<L>Him&s;elf, his wife, or any of his Race?</L>
<L>Or carried he the Church's pray'rs in's brea&s;t,</L>
<L>Such &s;weets as the&s;e, might have perfum'd that Ne&s;t,</L>
<L>For private pray'rs bear but an incen&s;e &s;mall,</L>
<L>But publick ones do carry mo&s;t of all</L>
<L>'Tis que&s;tion'd then, if hee'd there longer &s;tood,</L>
<L>Whither he had not done more hurt then good.</L>
<L>For had tho&s;e Newgate-birds ob&s;erv'd his traces</L>
<L>They'd ev'ry one been turn'd out of their places.</L>
<L>And being pa&s;t for breaking Law, might fly,</L>
<L>E&s;cape (as He) for non-conformity.</L>
<L>His lying-in call'd his wife to the Bet</L>
<L>And &s;o her hungry &s;tomach well did get,</L>
<L>He Her did feed, &s;he him again did nur&s;e,</L>
<L>She gat her belly full, and he the pur&s;e.</L>
<L>And &s;ince you judge 't a mercy great, and free</L>
<L>I wi&s;h you all &s;uch lying in as He</L>
<L>And I &s;hall envy <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 word">, then you our p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters">ces,</L>
<L>The Bi&s;hops ornaments, or richer faces.</L>
<L>But tell (my Lords) how you &s;uch faces got?</L>
<L>What do rich faces fall to you by lot?</L>
<L>Or came they from Jack <HI>Presbyters</HI> cutting tricks,</L>
<L>Who found &s;uch Shavers for your Bi&s;hopricks?</L>
<L>Or are they rich compar'd to their pincht jaws,</L>
<L>Who&s;e narrow Con&s;cience cries oh! at our Laws?</L>
<L>And can't conform: for why? it is a fault:</L>
<L>'Twill make their tender &s;pirit limp and halt.</L>
<L>At what command then pray (Sir) will you fall?</L>
<L>I w<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters">h you do not &s;tumble or'e them all.</L>
<L>Th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters">r faces are not (as yours) rich or known</L>
<L>By <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters">at which properly is not their own</L>
<L>Th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters">'ve not &s;o big a &s;wallow, as your lu&s;t</L>
<L>W<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters">ch &s;trains at their Lawn &s;leeves, and eat their du&s;t.</L>
<L>Th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> can't with con&s;cience con&s;ume a Nation,</L>
<L>A<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> live on others rights by &s;eque&s;tration.</L>
<L>Th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> cannot frame a pious glo&s;s to rant,</L>
<L>A<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> kill the King by th'force of Covenant.</L>
<L>N<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> devour &s;teeples, as you did the flock,</L>
<L>Y<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> neither &s;par'd the fleece, nor yet the &s;tock,</L>
<L>B<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">on&s;um'd all, forct Pa&s;tors from their &s;old,</L>
<L>A<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> Churches unto private u&s;es &s;old</L>
<L>M<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters">ing the &s;teeples look like empty &s;ockets.</L>
<L>A<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters"> putting up the means into your pockets.</L>
<L>Pre<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">ending highly to mo&s;t greedy raptures</L>
<L>Ea<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1+ letters">th' Contents, and lay'd a&s;ide the Chapters</L>
<L>Ruining all, to build your Babel high</L>
<L>As if you meant a Gygantomachy</L>
<L>To merit by inju&s;tice, and by odds</L>
<L>To go to heaven, and there di&s;place the gods.</L>
<L>And &s;hall <HI>Smeck</HI>'s <HI>Egypt</HI> Tyranny be a Law?</L>
<L>Who kept the Brick them&s;elves, left us the &s;traw.</L>
<L>And mu&s;t our Church then lean upon a Crutch?</L>
<L>We love their grace, but do their greatne&s;s grutch.</L>
<L>Bi&s;hops look to't old <HI>Smeck</HI> is &s;till alive,</L>
<L>And, in him here, &s;tands repre&s;entative,</L>
<L>Complains of wrong, and yet behold the b- le&s;t- ea&s;t</L>
<L>By's keeping up a while is much encrea&s;t</L>
<L>Thus the Body nat'ral doth often fret</L>
<L>Its own e&s;tate, that &s;o the Wen may get.</L>
<L>As for his preaching when that he was dead,</L>
<L>So once did &s;peak <HI>Fryar Bacons</HI> brazen head.</L>
<L>Time is, when thou a non-conformi&s;t art,</L>
<L>And &s;leep'&s;t, when thou &s;hould'&s;t an&s;wer to thy part.</L>
<L>Time was, when thou did&s;t once conform to mee,</L>
<L>And &s;tudy'&s;t how to make me eccho thee</L>
<L>Time is to come, when if thou on me call,</L>
<L>I'll be to thee a head Canonical.</L>
<L>Which being &s;aid, the Head did bow and fall,</L>
<L>Humbled it &s;elf, and &s;pake no more at all,</L>
<L>With that the &s;luggard &s;traightway did ari&s;e,</L>
<L>In&s;tead of reverencing, did it de&s;pi&s;e.</L>
<L>Strongly affirm'd, that the head &s;et up for merit</L>
<L>Was po&s;&s;e&s;t throughly with an evil &s;pirit.</L>
<L>And that the Prie&s;ts that were by It elected,</L>
<L>Were drunkards all, and <HI>Popi&s;hly</HI> affected,</L>
<L>Su&s;pend it then: for th' Devil doth in't &s;peak,</L>
<L>Condemn its follow'rs, and the head lets break.</L>
<L>But &s;tay, thou man of tongue: what will you rave,</L>
<L>And ne're leave rayling at us in your grave?</L>
<L>Uncannon'd crime, pride grown, are you &s;o far</L>
<L>From rule, that your du&s;t turns irregular?</L>
<L>A <HI>Presbyterian</HI> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 word">mo&s;t &s;trongly draws</L>
<L>I'st crime canonical to break our Laws?</L>
<L>What is't your virtue for to make a rent</L>
<L>In State, and carp at the Church-government?</L>
<L>Now for our &s;tealing Sermons, &s;o you bawle,</L>
<L>That 'tis with us a crime Canonical.</L>
<L>But is't forgot, that you our lands did lurch?</L>
<L>'Tis your crime Cla&s;&s;ical to rob the Church.</L>
<L>We th' Antient Father's words do &s;ometimes cite,</L>
<L>To give unto our Doctrine greater light.</L>
<L>But they're unpriviledg'd with you, no pledge,</L>
<L>'Cau&s;e they condemn your pride, and &s;acriledge.</L>
<L>Of what &s;tuff then is made your pulpit pro&s;e?</L>
<L>Of &s;o much of a <HI>Presbyters</HI> Hum; or No&s;e.</L>
<L>A novel Writer with th' A&s;&s;emblies Note,</L>
<L>Con&s;idered, as &s;trained through your throat,</L>
<L>Stands for as good Divinity with you,</L>
<L>As any of the Father's Writings do.</L>
<L>He that our &s;ermons reads, in them o'relooks</L>
<L>Seas of divinity, yours &s;hallow brooks.</L>
<L>A modern bla&s;t, blowing the A&s;&s;emblies fire,</L>
<L>A pack of them being burnt will &s;tame the higher.</L>
<L>'Tis fit, words, that were darker in your breath,</L>
<L>Should become true Enlightners at their death.</L>
<L>And &s;ince they &s;erve for nought, but to provoke</L>
<L>Should turn to vapours, and po&s;&s;e&s;s a &s;moak.</L>
<L>Now to conclude, I wi&s;h you all your due,</L>
<L>Such Bi&s;hops as the Gout is unto you.</L>
<L>For Non-Conformi&s;ts heretofore were known</L>
<L>To be mo&s;t dreadful Drawers from the Crown.</L>
<L>Old <HI>Smecks</HI> proud Foot did claim the highe&s;t Seat,</L>
<L>Thence th' <HI>Presbyterian</HI> toes did &s;well &s;o great.</L>
<L>They are with &s;turdy humours puft and grown</L>
<L>The greater they, the weaker is the Crown,</L>
<L>Let's then agree to bring their proud fle&s;h down.</L>
<L>Starve their high humours to a humiliation</L>
<L>And bring their greatne&s;s low by deprivation.</L>
<L>And thus the Foot, and Toes may loo&s;e their pain,</L>
<L>And the Crown Mitr'd may its own regain.</L>
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