The asse beaten for bawling; or, A replie from the city to the crie of the country. Cooper, Edmund. 1661 Approx. 7 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2009-10 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1). B02376 Wing C6053 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.2[48] 99886873 ocm99886873 181379 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B02376) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 181379) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A1:1[49]) The asse beaten for bawling; or, A replie from the city to the crie of the country. Cooper, Edmund. 1 sheet ([1] p.). Printed by J[ohn]. Brudenell, dwelling in Maiden-head-ally near New-Gate, London: : 1661. Printer's name from Wing CD-ROM, 1996. Verse: "To you, because you are one manifold,". In three columns. Signed: Edm. Cooper of Limestreet, Doctor of Physick. Reproduction of original in the British Library. Created by converting TCP files to TEI P5 using tcp2tei.xsl, TEI @ Oxford. Re-processed by University of Nebraska-Lincoln and Northwestern, with changes to facilitate morpho-syntactic tagging. Gap elements of known extent have been transformed into placeholder characters or elements to simplify the filling in of gaps by user contributors. 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Copies of the texts have been issued variously as SGML (TCP schema; ASCII text with mnemonic sdata character entities); displayable XML (TCP schema; characters represented either as UTF-8 Unicode or text strings within braces); or lossless XML (TEI P5, characters represented either as UTF-8 Unicode or TEI g elements). Keying and markup guidelines are available at the Text Creation Partnership web site . eng Political satire, English -- Early works to 1800. Great Britain -- History -- Commonwealth and Protectorate, 1649-1660 -- Early works to 1800. 2008-06 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2008-09 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-11 Mona Logarbo Sampled and proofread 2008-11 Mona Logarbo Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion The ASSE beaten for BAWLING ; OR , A REPLIE from the CITY TO THE CRIE of the COUNTRY . To Smectymnuus the Club of Divines , or Divines of the Club. TO you , because you are one manifold , A twisted Halter , and because w' are told You understand the nonsence of the Cryers , As they doe your's , send we that are Replyers . Take up your Colts , you know them by their mark , Bid them give audience , that is stand and hark . Fleabitten Gray with your out-lying eares , The KING's Disturbers , and Gods Pillagers , Baule not , but heare the Crys of millions dead , Our bloud has been your drink , our flesh your bread . And are your maws too tender for the stones Of the now Priest ? that could eate Churche● once ? Complain ye now of Canting ye Jack Daws That set Religion to a tune The Cause Ye Wolves Synodicall , self-Hallowing Cast , If ye could pray ye should , so ye would fast . Our Church is like to fall into the Myre If she must follow such a fatuus fire , Dark Lanthorn lights , such whose well-shadow'd sin Begun the Dance that Cashind Cromwell in . Mistake us not , we doe not meane those zealous And tender soules , that fearing still , were jealous : Who set the Kingdome all o'fire , and made No conscience what CHARLES suffred , how betray'd . Let such have double honour , Capitol Geese , ' Cause they 'l be gagling , Pulpits two a peice , But this we like not that ye stand and bark To keep the wearied Dove out of the Ark : And that your tender conscience brooks not giving The Priest his Church , now you have had his living , For he poor Man shall not injoy 't he fears So many Months , as ye have had it years . I but the Ravens come too , and they 'l croke So that a second judgment they 'l provoke . 'T was the first turn'd them out , what follows then ? The next must be your comming in agen . Where are your wits ? yet you again to Schoole Ther 's a scourge for you , and a pretty toole With a Chris-cross in 't , There when you have been Well whip'd and scourg'd for this your modern sin Of simple rayling at the Men of God , I 'll take a care for burning of the Rod Till then be not so mad I pray thee Smec . To let such Coxcombs break the Church's neck ; God and the King 's a book that doth concern , The Preacher , that would others teach , to learn ; 'T is not their splaymouth nor their hoboy nose Their hims and haus , and such like forms as those We quarrel at , nor black Caps set in print On the notch'd Poll , there may be nothing in 't These fooleries we own , but yet a Saint Is not cut out of every one doth cant ; Were Arrogance and Faction wanting , how Should Ignorance take Blockheads from the Plow , And arme them back and breast against their King ? These graces are thy Saints Smec . That 's the thing Which blooming , Peartree makes his Livery Mouth indefatigable , were all such as He ! Now pardon us good Smec , we do not this To make the Presbyter seem as he is A zealous R — nor do we disown Or hates his ways that levell at a Throne But as we would , Rome should not tyrannize , And be our selves a Rome put in disguise : And ev'ry Man a Pope in his precinct , Nor shall the Scotch Kirk think to be distinct But truckle under us ; duly we and truly For Bishops pray , that they would be unruly . And to our holy work put their own hand , Promoting the distractions of the Land. For to speak truth , we cannot weare a bridle , And suffer others preach , and we stand idle : Nor is it possible we should agree Unless we can have Bishops , such as we That would Priests rayling make , and factious too , With whom good Caesar knows not what to do . Men free from charity , and love of peace Smec . if thou leav'st us any , leave us these That robbing Peter , and not paying Paul We may get , what ? why ee'n the Divel and all But now , this very hour the world must end , Take no more care for Sunday Pudding friend . Nor as was , done in dayes of the Protector Ninteen probationers preach for one Lecture The deep Soraction snow must now turn black Dark be yee dazling Lamps , Phaebus go back And fetch thy Mourning Cloak , the Moon bow die Fire cannot burn , nor Round-heads cannot lye . Earth shift thy Poles and thaw the Muscovites , In the Armenian planes . And now the Lights Are out , let all things to confusion tumble , And rudely like the family conjumble . They may beget an Asse , Styx will so arme , And freeze , that he shall feel Lawd but lukewarme . Of whom the Brethren that conformed not All in his time , cry'd out he was too Hot. God save K. CHARLES and keep him from the clutches Of him that at the KING'S Religion grutches . POSTSCRIPT . NOW , to this railing Asse more shall be spoke , When he has got a Living or a Cloak , Only this Country's mouth feeds in our Cubboards , And brings his Cry no further then the Suburbs . Advertisements and Supplements w 'ave read , He looks to 's Eares , we must look to our Head. Now no more Mumming sirrah , d'off your Vizzard , Know we have eyes can pierce into your Gizzard . By stroaking of our Beards you are not like , To make us be secure and let you strike He that calumniates the meaner sort , Looks ill on all , and ought to suffer for 't . BY Edm. Cooper Of Limestreet , Doctor of Physick . LONDON : Printed by J. Brudenell , dwelling in Maiden-head-Ally near New-Gate , 1661.