To the most irreverend Pope-holy Fathers of the two Seminaries at Rheimes and Rome. ¶ A Confirmation of th'exposition of the former Emblems, containing a mess of spiritual Sonnets, or two pair of pastoral Eclogues, in rural meeter: for the King's Crown and Dignity, against the Pope's Mitre and Rochet.  

The first pair of Pastoral Eclogues.  

¶ The first spiritual sonnet, containing an exhortation to true subjects, for due obedience to their lawful Magistrates, upon divers weighty reasons.  

The Preface.  
TO every lawful Magistrate, and Ruler in pre-eminence,  
and to their lawful officers, all people yield obedience:  
Love, honour, tribute thankfulness and every kind of loyalty,  
for conscience sake, and not for fear, nor by constraint, but willingly.   

The Sonnet.  

1  
WHo bear God's Image and his name, and represent his Majesty,  
And occupy his room on earth (though subject to mortality.)  
Like sun that shines full bright in sky, and dazels mortal eye,  
To show blind folks the Lord of life much more to magnify.   

2  
Who are Gods cunning workmasters, directed by his hand,  
With power and skill, rude things to cause in order fair to stand:  
Like soap and water, scouring white, and washing very clean,  
So as no spot in countenance, nor wrinkle may be seen.   

3  
Who wield Gods Sceptre and his Sword to purpose, with effect  
Hard things to soften, wrong to right, and hidden to detect:  
Like fire and flame, with parching heat, which by a secret influence,  
In hardening clay, and softening wax, declares a wondrous difference.   

4  
Who execute God's holywill, and are a living law,  
With pain and price, from ill to good, a number to withdraw:  
Like Adamant stone, uplifting iron, or Frankincense to smell,  
The sense to please, the a●●e to purge, ill savours to expel.   

5  
Who by God's plenty peace procure, and commonwealth maintain,  
With stately port, in careful sort, more than for hope of game:  
Like fertile soil, bespread with flowers in comfortable spring,  
For man's relief, without reward, great store of fruit to bring.   

6  
Who Nurses are of Christ his Church, religion to defend,  
Lost souls to save, and safe conduct, and bounty to extend:  
Like goodly Armies, furnished with shields of beaten gold,  
The walls of brass, the gates of pearl, in sure defenced hold.    

Conclusion,  
Behold the happy progeny of Peers that never die,  
Each after other ministering, by course successively,  
Who sway that civil government, which God alone doth bear,  
Proud spirits to daunt in lewd attempts, meek spirits in good to rear.   

A short instruction or avouchment with some notice given to the greatest gainsayers thereof.  

THus every seemly property imports in full effect,  
That every lawful magistrate is one of Gods elect:  
To rule his subjects orderly, in honest conversation,  
And so to further common wealth with godly reformation.   

Which point, no wise man dare deny, nor beasts (if they could speak)  
Who in their kind are very loath, God's ordinance to break:  
Sith nature teacheth, law requireth, the King of kings doth say,  
Superiors ought to rule aright, inferiors must obey.   

Howbeit the romish Anabaptists, for the popish Monarchy,  
Have laboured long all governments to bring into an anarchy:  
That they, and theirs, may rule the roast, who have to do the least,  
Unless it be to heal the wounds of that seven headed beast.     

The second spiritual sonnet containing an encouragement of all lawful Magistrates to suppress the Pope of Rome, and his romish Complices, for sundry good considerations.  

The Preface.  
All Christian Princes of the earth, pull down the Pope's estate,  
who made you horns to wreck his wrath, and fury, (till of late,)  
And drunken with the poysny cup of spiritual fornication,  
to bring you, and your subjects all, to utter desolation.   

The Sonnet.  

1  
WHose ordination is but pomp and pride, full of confusion,  
Like errand thieves, that break the fence, and enter by intrusion:  
Not rightly called, (as Aron was, anoint with sacred oil,)  
But startups stout, with revel rout, to live upon the spoil.   

2  
Whose insolent supremacy to reign above the rest,  
As though he had all holiness and wisdom in his breast,  
No less than Christ, the son of God, and th'oly Ghost his deputy,  
Is like Goliahs' blasphemy, against the blessed Trinity.   

3  
Whose jurisdiction is too large, for mortal man to teach.  
Like Babel's Tower, which Babblers thought beyond the clouds to reach:  
Or Nimrod hunting lustily for pray in every ground,  
Or scornful Ishmael quarreling with every one he found.   

4  
Whose Canons serve to starve the Saints, and bellie-gods to feed,  
Pretensedly to build the Church, and help the poor at need:  
Like judas, who to spare his purse, inquired, what waste is this?  
And did for thirty pence betray his Master with a kiss.   

5  
Whose officials are hirelings all, which on his siege depend,  
The cursed courts of wrangling wights to bolster and attend:  
Like pilate's, Pirates, jews, and Turks, who naughty shifts do use,  
Or, bawds and harlots impudent, who live upon the stews.   

6  
Whose merchandise is not the mark of any Pastor pure,  
But fleshly, worldly, devilish pranks to forge and put in ure,  
Like hammer, nails, spear, sponge, and whip, of Annas Caiphas brood,  
Who cried, away with Christ to th' cross, and shed his precious blood.    

Conclusion.  
Behold the Chair of pestilence, and throne of gross iniquity,  
Ordaining mischief, for a law, and exercising cruelty:  
Hear wisdom is, and patience, this mystery to spell,  
How Lucifer climbed up in heaven, and was thrown down to hell.   

A brief recapitulation, or rehearsal, with a certain challenge to the gainsayers thereof.  

THus every vicious quality, the substance doth disgrace,  
Of popish Pseudohierarchie, and put it out of place,  
And prove it no such Bishopric, as scripture setteth down.  
Much less to be so catholic, and wear a triple crown.   

No Writer ever could declare by any demonstration,  
With all his labour and his wit, such Lordly domination,  
To come from Christ by Peter's keys, or other argument,  
Directly, or, by consequence, in either testament.   

However Ecchius, Pigghius, and the rest of that fraternity,  
By hook or crook, with bell and book, support the Pope's authority:  
And Verstegan-Bochi-skenkely, brag Champions on a row,  
With scutcheons blaze the Popish arms, and cast the King too low.      

The second pair of Pastoral Eclogues.  

The third spiritual sonnet, containing an admonition of all states and degrees, in their several places and callings, to provide for their own safeties and welfares, by rooting out the romish Monster, with his brutish Companions.  

1  
IN just defence of Magistrates, All people high and low,  
As on your country Father's dear, both limb and life bestow,  
Whom God hath railed up to rule their subjects in his place,  
All Traitors false, especially proud Papists to deface.   

2  
Surmounting high, deep searching wits, sound politic, Noble States  
Preserve your royal dignities from Antichristian mates.   

3  
Brave ancient stocks, right famous bloods, whom worth hath set aloft  
Let not Italian Hypocrites your Honours bring to nought.   

4  
Grave judges wise, and Council learned, to tell the truth be bold,  
That sovereignty from shaven crowns, all Princes may withhold.   

5  
Good neighbours near, Confederates kind, and Bordrers round about,  
Suppress sedition every where, cast Romish rebels out.   

6  
True subjects all, with loyal minds, fast feeding on the hill  
Of safe defence, in fruitful ground, by watchful shepherds skill,  
Pluck up your hearts, address yourselves, with deadly foes to fight:  
Namely that monstrous Babylon, who worketh most despite.    

¶ The fourth spiritual Sonnet, containing an alarm to all the creatures of God, in their kind, and especially his faithful servants, in their vocation, to resist and abandon that savage tyrant of Rome, with his bloody Colleagures.  

1  
AGainst that purpled Whore of Rome, hark all God's creatures, hark,  
Who murdereth all his servants dear, that do refuse her mark,  
Come, and revenge their blood on her, and feed upon the beast,  
Whose hour is come, whose fall is near, God bids you to the feast.   

2  
Come, all his Saints, withdraw yourselves from her abomination,  
And double pay her for her hire, and work her desolation.   

3  
Come, ye her false friends, flattering fair, and take again the glory,  
Which she from you took, of your lands and livings transitory.   

4  
Come, ye her wretched wi●es and pranks, forepast from age to age,  
Out of records, and testify against her on the stage.   

5  
Come, thou God's word, the breath of life, that triest rains and hearts,  
Set forth and mar her ugly shape, and all her filthy parts.   

6  
Come last of all, dear Saviour Christ, once more, and quite consume  
The remnant of her forgeries, with fire for aye to fume,  
In furnace of thy Father's wrath, where breed those monsters fell,  
Who persecute thy chosen flock, and mangle thy Gospel.    



Four principal properties of a Christian Magistrate.  
1 To know the virtuous,  
2 to cherish them.  
3 To find out offenders.  
4 to punish them.   Such as honour me, I will honour them; saith the Lord 

Four evil favoured qualities of that usurping Antichrist.  
1 To exalt himself in the temple of God.  
2 to despise government.  
3 To counterfeit the truth.  
4 to dene the virtue of it.   Such as honour etc.   

A fit Prayer.  

Lord save thy Church, our Queen, and realm, and grant they may prevail,  
Against that hideous Antichrist, his body, head and tail:  
And that we still thy blessed will may seek sincere and pure  
Till we shall be all one with thee, for ever to endure.     By G. W. P. S. one of the meanest Ministers of the Gospel in England.