Albions England A Continued Historie of the same Kingdome, from the Originals of the first Inhabitants thereof: With most the chiefe Alterations and Accidents theare hapning, vnto, and in the happie Raigne of our now most gracious Soueraigne, Queene Elizabeth: Not barren in varietie of inuentiue and historicall Intermixtures: First penned and published by William Warner: and now reuised, and newly inlarged by the same Author: Whereunto is also newly added an Epitome of the whole Historie of England |
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If not with minds preiudicate, but holding in suspence
A while the Papacie, that takes and giues so much Offence,
With single harts, and Eies, and Eares, al christian Princes would
Peruse the sacred Scriptures (as in verie deede they should)
Then might they iustly censure, how in Lowlines, or Pryde,
In Charitie, or Crueltie, how straite to God, or wide,
In Doctrine, and in Discipline, Rome hath, and now doth guide,
With still Prouisoes from the Laie the Scriptures light to hide,
Least should (as would, and cleerely doth) their Cosning be espide:
Whereby, euen ipso facto, is their Cause against them tride.
A while the Papacie, that takes and giues so much Offence,
With single harts, and Eies, and Eares, al christian Princes would
Peruse the sacred Scriptures (as in verie deede they should)
Then might they iustly censure, how in Lowlines, or Pryde,
In Charitie, or Crueltie, how straite to God, or wide,
In Doctrine, and in Discipline, Rome hath, and now doth guide,
With still Prouisoes from the Laie the Scriptures light to hide,
Least should (as would, and cleerely doth) their Cosning be espide:
Whereby, euen ipso facto, is their Cause against them tride.
The sinne of Pride made Lucifer gainst God him selfe rebell,
And through that sinne, he so seduc't, that Adam also fell.
Then plaid he Rex ore all the Earth, except a faithfull Fewe:
Till Christ, incarnate, on the Crosse Synns Kingdome did subdewe.
Then Christ, was powrefull in the world, for Faith had practice right:
And what could more our Ghostly Foe then Faith & Practice spight?
His auncient Stratageme therefore to plant he casts anew,
And by the pride of only Workes from Faith a many drew.
Then were such Honours heapt on Popes, (Worlds-Abiects ere that time)
That Lucifer himselfe than they presum'd not more to clyme.
Their golden Legend, though not it autentike be in aught,
To vs doth teach a Storie that to them might now be taught.
And through that sinne, he so seduc't, that Adam also fell.
Then plaid he Rex ore all the Earth, except a faithfull Fewe:
Till Christ, incarnate, on the Crosse Synns Kingdome did subdewe.
Then Christ, was powrefull in the world, for Faith had practice right:
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His auncient Stratageme therefore to plant he casts anew,
And by the pride of only Workes from Faith a many drew.
Then were such Honours heapt on Popes, (Worlds-Abiects ere that time)
That Lucifer himselfe than they presum'd not more to clyme.
Their golden Legend, though not it autentike be in aught,
To vs doth teach a Storie that to them might now be taught.
Theare was a Man of stature bigge, and bigge withall in minde,
For serue he would, yet One thā whō he greater none might find.
He, hearing that the Emperor was in the world most great,
Came to his Court, was intertaynd, and, seruing him at meate,
It chanc't the Diuell was nam'd, whereat the Emperor him blest:
When as, vntill he knew the cause, the Pagane would not rest.
But when he heard his Lord to feare the Diuell his ghostly Foe,
He left his Seruice, and to seeke and serue the Diuell did goe:
Of heauen, or hell, God, or the Diuell, he earst nor heard nor carde,
Alone he sought to serue the same that would by none be darde.
He met (Who soone is met) the Diuell, was intertayn'd, they walke,
Till, comming to a Crosse, the Diuell did fearfully it balke:
The Seruant, musing, questioned his Master of his feare:
One Christ, quoth he, with dread, I mind when doth a crosse appeare:
Then serue thy selfe, the Gyant said, that Christ to serue I'le seeke.
For him he askt an Hermit, who aduisde him to be meeke,
By which, by Faith, and workes of Almes, would fought-for Christ be found,
And how and where to practice these he gaue Directions found.
Then he, that skornd his Seruice late to greatest Potentates,
Euen at a common Ferry now to carrie all awaites.
Thus doing long, as with a Child he ouer once did waide,
Vnder his Loode midway he faints, from sinking hardly staide,
Admiring how, and asking who, was answered of the Childe,
As on his Shoulders Christ he bore, by being humbly milde,
So through Humilitie his Soule to Christ was reconcilde,
And, of his Carrage, Christo-fer should thenceforth be his name.
Then lett this popish Scripture, Popes, at least you Conuerts frame:
Of which Conuerting, Christo-fers yee thenceforth shalbe said:
If not, apply and perish in your Luciferring Traid.
Ye know, I know, that but in Christ may no Redemption be:
So your great friend, our Gardner, on his death-bed could agree:
But to the Vulgars open not, gainst Rome, that gap, quoth he.
So miserable is your state who, seeing, will not see,
That Christofer, eare Christo-fer, was Atheist lesse than yee.
For serue he would, yet One thā whō he greater none might find.
He, hearing that the Emperor was in the world most great,
Came to his Court, was intertaynd, and, seruing him at meate,
It chanc't the Diuell was nam'd, whereat the Emperor him blest:
When as, vntill he knew the cause, the Pagane would not rest.
But when he heard his Lord to feare the Diuell his ghostly Foe,
He left his Seruice, and to seeke and serue the Diuell did goe:
Of heauen, or hell, God, or the Diuell, he earst nor heard nor carde,
Alone he sought to serue the same that would by none be darde.
He met (Who soone is met) the Diuell, was intertayn'd, they walke,
Till, comming to a Crosse, the Diuell did fearfully it balke:
The Seruant, musing, questioned his Master of his feare:
One Christ, quoth he, with dread, I mind when doth a crosse appeare:
Then serue thy selfe, the Gyant said, that Christ to serue I'le seeke.
For him he askt an Hermit, who aduisde him to be meeke,
By which, by Faith, and workes of Almes, would fought-for Christ be found,
And how and where to practice these he gaue Directions found.
Then he, that skornd his Seruice late to greatest Potentates,
Euen at a common Ferry now to carrie all awaites.
Thus doing long, as with a Child he ouer once did waide,
Vnder his Loode midway he faints, from sinking hardly staide,
Admiring how, and asking who, was answered of the Childe,
As on his Shoulders Christ he bore, by being humbly milde,
So through Humilitie his Soule to Christ was reconcilde,
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Then lett this popish Scripture, Popes, at least you Conuerts frame:
Of which Conuerting, Christo-fers yee thenceforth shalbe said:
If not, apply and perish in your Luciferring Traid.
Ye know, I know, that but in Christ may no Redemption be:
So your great friend, our Gardner, on his death-bed could agree:
But to the Vulgars open not, gainst Rome, that gap, quoth he.
So miserable is your state who, seeing, will not see,
That Christofer, eare Christo-fer, was Atheist lesse than yee.
Well answered once a King of ours the Pope, that bod him free
Two Prelates, terming them his Sonnes: The King seem'd to agree,
But sent their compleat Armor: looke are these thy Sonnes, quoth he.
False Hesket too not falsely spake, reporting lately this,
That such as Papists would seduce, and of seducing mis,
Are marked dead: For he to whom he so did say, feare I,
Earle Ferdinando Stanley, so dissenting, so did trie,
As other Peeres, heere, and els-where, haue found the like no lye.
Nor preached he the Pope amis, that did to him applie
This Tex, to witt: This is the Heire, come on and let him die,
Th' Inheritance let vs inioye: Nought seeke they els, for why?
Those bad be good that giue, those good be bad that Giftes deny,
From Annanias literall fault they Consciences would tye:
These death-eide Basilisques therefore in euerie Sense doe flie.
Be of Religion iumpe with them, in all their Toyes affie,
A Peter-Penny, if with hild, knocks all the rest awrye.
Hell, Heauen, Bulls, Pardons, Pope, and to be Pope, doth mony buy:
Yea, too blasphemous, they incroch vpon the Deitie,
Though of these Lucifers haue been that perish through a Flie.
Each sinne gainst God, how vile so-eare, will Popes, with Pardons fit:
Crosse but the Pope, pardon thou him, he will not pardon it.
For Faith his common Plea is sword and fire against his foes:
But who, but fooles, beleeue that Faith exacted is by bloes?
Than those three Mightie Emperors, Fift Charles, with Ferdinand,
And Maximilian, with the Pope did none more partial stand:
Yeat suffred they the Consciences of Protestants in peace.
But Philip, nor the Pope will now their Inquisition cease:
Though Either suffer Iewes, and Stewes, because of Gaines increase.
Two Prelates, terming them his Sonnes: The King seem'd to agree,
But sent their compleat Armor: looke are these thy Sonnes, quoth he.
False Hesket too not falsely spake, reporting lately this,
That such as Papists would seduce, and of seducing mis,
Are marked dead: For he to whom he so did say, feare I,
Earle Ferdinando Stanley, so dissenting, so did trie,
As other Peeres, heere, and els-where, haue found the like no lye.
Nor preached he the Pope amis, that did to him applie
This Tex, to witt: This is the Heire, come on and let him die,
Th' Inheritance let vs inioye: Nought seeke they els, for why?
Those bad be good that giue, those good be bad that Giftes deny,
From Annanias literall fault they Consciences would tye:
These death-eide Basilisques therefore in euerie Sense doe flie.
Be of Religion iumpe with them, in all their Toyes affie,
A Peter-Penny, if with hild, knocks all the rest awrye.
Hell, Heauen, Bulls, Pardons, Pope, and to be Pope, doth mony buy:
Yea, too blasphemous, they incroch vpon the Deitie,
Though of these Lucifers haue been that perish through a Flie.
Each sinne gainst God, how vile so-eare, will Popes, with Pardons fit:
Crosse but the Pope, pardon thou him, he will not pardon it.
For Faith his common Plea is sword and fire against his foes:
But who, but fooles, beleeue that Faith exacted is by bloes?
Than those three Mightie Emperors, Fift Charles, with Ferdinand,
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Yeat suffred they the Consciences of Protestants in peace.
But Philip, nor the Pope will now their Inquisition cease:
Though Either suffer Iewes, and Stewes, because of Gaines increase.
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