Ex otio Negotium Or, Martiall his epigrams Translated. With Sundry Poems and Fancies, By R. Fletcher |
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Christmas Day;
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Christmas Day;
Or the Shutle of an inspired Weaver bolted against the Order of the Church for its Solemnity.
Christ-mass?
give me my beads: The word implies
A plot, by its ingredients Beef and Pyes.
A feast Apocryphal, a popish rite
Kneaded in dough (beloved) in the night.
The night (beloved) that's as much to say
(By late translations) not in the day.
An annual dark-lanthorn Jubile,
Catesby and Uaulx baked in conspiracie,
The Hierarchie of Rome, the Triple Crown
Confess'd in Triangles, then swallow'd down,
With spanish Sack? The eighty eight Armado
Newly presented in an Ovenado.
O Calvin! now my Cause upon thee fixes,
Were ere such dregs mix'd with Geneva sixes?
The cloyster'd steaks with salt and pepper lye
Like Nunnes with patches in a Monastrie:
Prophaneness in a Conclave? nay much more
Idolatrie in crust! Babylon's Whore
Raked from the grave, and baked by hanches, then
Serv'd up in coffins to unholy men
Defiled with superstition, like the Gentiles
Of old, that worship'd Onions, Roots and Lentiles!
Did ever John of Leyden prophecy
Of such an Antichrist as pudding-pye?
Beloved tis a thing when it appears
Enough to set the Saints all by the ears
In solving of the text, a doubtfull sin
Reformed Churches nere consented in.
A plot, by its ingredients Beef and Pyes.
A feast Apocryphal, a popish rite
Kneaded in dough (beloved) in the night.
The night (beloved) that's as much to say
(By late translations) not in the day.
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Catesby and Uaulx baked in conspiracie,
The Hierarchie of Rome, the Triple Crown
Confess'd in Triangles, then swallow'd down,
With spanish Sack? The eighty eight Armado
Newly presented in an Ovenado.
O Calvin! now my Cause upon thee fixes,
Were ere such dregs mix'd with Geneva sixes?
The cloyster'd steaks with salt and pepper lye
Like Nunnes with patches in a Monastrie:
Prophaneness in a Conclave? nay much more
Idolatrie in crust! Babylon's Whore
Raked from the grave, and baked by hanches, then
Serv'd up in coffins to unholy men
Defiled with superstition, like the Gentiles
Of old, that worship'd Onions, Roots and Lentiles!
Did ever John of Leyden prophecy
Of such an Antichrist as pudding-pye?
Beloved tis a thing when it appears
Enough to set the Saints all by the ears
In solving of the text, a doubtfull sin
Reformed Churches nere consented in.
But hold (my Brethren) while I preach and pray
Me thinks the Manna melts and wasts away,
I am a man as all you are, have read
Of Peter's sheet, how he devoutly fed
Without exception, therefore to dispence
A little with the worm of conscience.
And bend unto the creature, I profess,
Zeal and a Pye may joyn both in a mess.
The dearest sons may erre, then why a sinner
May I not eat? since HUGH eat three to dinner?
Me thinks the Manna melts and wasts away,
I am a man as all you are, have read
Of Peter's sheet, how he devoutly fed
Without exception, therefore to dispence
A little with the worm of conscience.
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Zeal and a Pye may joyn both in a mess.
The dearest sons may erre, then why a sinner
May I not eat? since HUGH eat three to dinner?
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