The Protestants Vade Mecum Or, Popery Display'd in its proper Colours, In Thirty Emblems, Lively representing all the Jesuitical Plots Against this Nation, and More fully this late hellish Designe Against his Sacred Majesty. Curiously engraven in Copper-plates |
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Emblem I. The Jesuits in Counsel, in the time of King Hen. 8.
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Emblem I. The Jesuits in Counsel, in the time of King Hen. 8.
Still in debate, O Rome! when wilt thou beSerene from Blood, and from Rebellion free?
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They encourage themselves in an evil matter, they commune
of laying snares privily, they say, Who shall see 'em?
PSAL. 64. v. 5.
Here the Religious Cheats of Rome are set,
Whom their grand Patron hath in private met:
Close in debate the Matchevillians sit,
Folding their Treasons up in holy Writ.
The grand Impostor laughs to see the Cheat,
And gains their Souls by making of 'em great:
They're framing now some new ambiguous evil,
Just ram'd into their Brains by Father Devil.
'Tis this, says one—
Long have we Courted, but in vain, to bring
To our harsh yoak, the Northern Islands King.
The Church he owns, and duty duely pays,
As to Religion and its formal ways.
By us directed, he has caus'd a flood,
And Victor-like, hath bath'd his hands in blood,
To reach by that a small ascent to Bliss,
As if high Heav'n were won by acts like this.
On its Vice-gerent he but half bestows,
The common pity we allow to foes.
Dull in acknowledgment his senses are,
And Alms thus given, nor merit thanks nor pray'r.
To save, forgive, relinquish, or redeem
From death, he doth allow to him.
Transubstantiation be believes, and more,
'S confirm'd i'th' holy Unction and its pow'r:
These, these great Cheats he owns, but still
He has a matchless and unbounded will;
He will not own Heaven's Vicar as Supreme,
But says, he is as great a Saint as him.
This makes our Coffers from that Island come
Uncram'd, and empty to the See of Rome.
Says one, Let's try, and Excommunicate;
Perhaps 'twill startle him to hear of fate.
A Third replies,
He has been threatned, but threats prove too mean;
H'as vow'd, and will not own the Pope Supreme.
Let's try some other Cheat to win him to't:
He paus'd, and all the holy Tribe were mute:
Then starts again, and with a formal look,
(As full of deep Enigma's as his Book)
He call'd th'Apostate Angel by his name,
Who drew the vail, and to his presence came;
Haste, says this dark contriver, fly from hence,
Dress all your looks in Sacred Innocence;
Assume the garb of our Religious Sire,
And to the Northern Isle with hast retire;
There ere its stubborn Monarch wake from sleep,
In visionary form before him sweep:
Sue, beg, intreat, fall prostrate at his feet,
With all your guiles his slumbring fancy greet;
Preach Dispensations, Pardons, all the throng
Of holy Cheats, that to great Rome belong;
Promise him all your Holiness can do,
If he'll but own Supremacy to you;
Call him your Darling, Child, and Heir to Bliss,
If he'll but gratifie your love in this.
The Devil bow'd soon as the words were spoke,
He clap'd his wings, and vanish'd thence in smoke,
And then this Diabolick Consult broke.
Whom their grand Patron hath in private met:
Close in debate the Matchevillians sit,
Folding their Treasons up in holy Writ.
The grand Impostor laughs to see the Cheat,
And gains their Souls by making of 'em great:
They're framing now some new ambiguous evil,
Just ram'd into their Brains by Father Devil.
'Tis this, says one—
Long have we Courted, but in vain, to bring
To our harsh yoak, the Northern Islands King.
The Church he owns, and duty duely pays,
As to Religion and its formal ways.
By us directed, he has caus'd a flood,
And Victor-like, hath bath'd his hands in blood,
To reach by that a small ascent to Bliss,
As if high Heav'n were won by acts like this.
On its Vice-gerent he but half bestows,
The common pity we allow to foes.
Dull in acknowledgment his senses are,
And Alms thus given, nor merit thanks nor pray'r.
To save, forgive, relinquish, or redeem
From death, he doth allow to him.
Transubstantiation be believes, and more,
'S confirm'd i'th' holy Unction and its pow'r:
These, these great Cheats he owns, but still
He has a matchless and unbounded will;
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But says, he is as great a Saint as him.
This makes our Coffers from that Island come
Uncram'd, and empty to the See of Rome.
Says one, Let's try, and Excommunicate;
Perhaps 'twill startle him to hear of fate.
A Third replies,
He has been threatned, but threats prove too mean;
H'as vow'd, and will not own the Pope Supreme.
Let's try some other Cheat to win him to't:
He paus'd, and all the holy Tribe were mute:
Then starts again, and with a formal look,
(As full of deep Enigma's as his Book)
He call'd th'Apostate Angel by his name,
Who drew the vail, and to his presence came;
Haste, says this dark contriver, fly from hence,
Dress all your looks in Sacred Innocence;
Assume the garb of our Religious Sire,
And to the Northern Isle with hast retire;
There ere its stubborn Monarch wake from sleep,
In visionary form before him sweep:
Sue, beg, intreat, fall prostrate at his feet,
With all your guiles his slumbring fancy greet;
Preach Dispensations, Pardons, all the throng
Of holy Cheats, that to great Rome belong;
Promise him all your Holiness can do,
If he'll but own Supremacy to you;
Call him your Darling, Child, and Heir to Bliss,
If he'll but gratifie your love in this.
The Devil bow'd soon as the words were spoke,
He clap'd his wings, and vanish'd thence in smoke,
And then this Diabolick Consult broke.
Great hopes of Bliss, or on the earth content,
When Saint like this on Embassy is sent:
Hard fate, poor Soul, is for thy portion giv'n,
If theirs must be the path which leads to Heav'n.
When Saint like this on Embassy is sent:
Hard fate, poor Soul, is for thy portion giv'n,
If theirs must be the path which leads to Heav'n.
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