THE Essexian Triumvirs: OR, A DISCOURSE BETWEEN Three Colchester-GENTLEMEN Disguised in Masquerade, AND TITUS OATS, Concerning the present GOVERNMENT Both Ecclesiastical and Civil, And the Election of Members to Sat in the House of Commons Whensoever it shall please His MAJESTY to call a PARLIAMENT.  
LONDON: Printed for James Norris, at the Sign of the Kings-Arms without Temple-bar. 1684.   

TO THE Loyal Nobility, Gentry, and Commonalty of the County OF ESSEX.  
AN Epistolar Address prefixed to any Treatise, is so Modish, that a Discourse looks somewhat unornamental without it: yet in this Dialogue between the Essexian Triumvirs and T. Oats, there is somewhat more than a Custom or Fashion to be pleaded by way of Apology; for indeed there is reason the Reader should understand the bare design, without any specious Masque or Veil; which in short is this: The very words, or the genuine sense of them, between the three Colchester-Gentlemen and Oats, in any part of the Discourse or Dialogue, are really true, and will be attested upon Oath, if required. What else is added, as to the substance, will be averred and maintained by persons of Loyalty and Integrity. What is additional, by way of Amplication, is the Latitude which the Amanuensis assumed to himself, and is as willing to undergo the Test, as any other person whatsoever, upon a strict Examination. All this tends only by the three Loyal Colchester-Gentlemen, to advise all persons in the County of Essex, to be as unanimous in the Election of Loyal and Serviceable Members, for the service of their King and Country, as Oats and his Party are industrious to promote those of the Dissenting Faction, to bring all (provided other Counties should follow his Example) to a detestable Anarchy and Confusion; which it is reasonably supposed all His Majesty's Liege Subjects will religiously deprecate, and venture their Lives and Fortunes to prevent, in vindication of Monarchy and the best of Governments, Ecclesiastical and Civil, as now by Law established, against all Traitorous and villainous opposers.  
Your Servant B. D.   

THE ESSEXIAN TRIUMVIRS: OR, A Discourse between Three Colchester-Gentlemen in Masquerade, and T. OATS, etc.  
THE Ancients, though learned, were so fond Superstitious, that the crossing of a Hare, or the ominous noise of a Raven, would deter them from Visits or Business that day; nor was it in the power of Rhetoric to dissuade them from such weak and groundless Resolutions: what would they have said, had they been deputed for this Visit, when as Three Essexian Gentlemen, who in Masquerade designedly attempted it, to understand Oats his inclinations to the Government as now established by Law? In the first Rencounter, after some knocking at the door, there appears a lusty Fellow, the Servant of T. Oats, a strong Hatch spiked with Iron, (as a wall of Separation between them) and after some discourse that being opened, a Chain cross the door: these are terrifying objects, fit for the Emblem of Hell; a Prison, and the Devil Master of the Apartment. But why this walking Monument of Villainy should be thus guarded; why this T. O. that hath no Wit, Wealth, nor Honesty, should be thus barricaded up for security, is a gravelling Question; nor can I think of any ready answer, but his inward regret for Profligate Actions, and a guilt of Conscience, ever expecting the reward of them, punishment condign by the hand of every thing that appears capable of being the Executioner of Revenge. But to the purpose: after some tedious and impertinent (if a Man dare say so, for fear of being thr●st into the Plot by neck and shoulders) they had admission, being first asked who they were, and somewhat more strictly examined, they being at a door, answer was made, that they were all Three Essex-Gentlemen, and the Doctors very good Friends, they being men of interest in that County, and disguised in a kind of a Riding Garb; and so disguised, only to know of this Patron of Dissenters his Sentiments, and particularly who they were that the Factions intended to put up for Members the next Election, when His Majesty should be graciously pleased to issue out Writs for a Parliament. Being thus, not without great difficulty introduced, they were accosted and received with all imaginable Caresses by the Doctor in Pontificalibus; though 'tis the astonishment of Modest Men, that he could ever have so much impudence as to assume the Gown, Scarf, and Title of Doctor, which Degree he says he took in the Academy of Salamanca, the very Milan of Spain; and a Nursery for Physicians for the Body, and not for those of the Soul, as he pretends to be; but 'tis pardonable upon his account, old Men & Travellers may Lie by authority (and he that can Swear damnably, may à fortieri Lie most impudently) for he that has been so notoriously forsworn himself about Persons and Places, these little Peceadillo's, as the Spaniard calls them, may be Venial and pass uncensured as humane frailties with some pity and commiseration, which others turn into hatred and execration; and truly, give the Devil his due, I am satisfied he hath had more Curses thrown upon him, than there ever were mentioned in the Ash-wednesday Commination; and some concisely wish, that all the Plagues of Egypt Epitomised in one, might inevitably light upon him; how deservedly, I leave it to the Reader to judge.  
But now as to the condition of this Reverend, I know not by what Name or Title to distinguish him, (for dignifying he never will deserve) Fop, Baptist, Scaramouchi of the Gown, Buffoon of the Pulpit, the Sq●●●king Bagpipe of little or no Divinity, or what you please; it seems was found in a dismal and painful condition, occasioned by some Paroxysms of a racking Gout; but what Gout, since there are so many sorts, and these so dangerous, (I had almost said scandalous) I shall leave it to conjecture. Notwithstanding this tormenting indisposition, he could smile upon the Triumvirs his Visitants, imagining that they were persons would be as forward and vigorous to promote his Rebellious Designs, and those of his Party, as they were capable of making an interest in that County. After much lose Discourse about the Politic Affairs of the Nation, (some particulars most material you shall have an account of in what follows) he, according to the laudable custom of England, Do nothing rashly, first let's drink, before we come to particulars, with no very audible or laudable, but a squeaking whining tone, like a slavish Irishman, he was so generous as to call his Man Tom, commanding him to bring them a Bottle of Claret, and another of Cider, to Treat his Worthy Friends with, though the Gentlemen proffered to send for Wine to treat the Doctor in his own Apartment; but that being denied with a kind of Spanish pride, (I dare not say gravity) they passed it about one to the other, without remembering His Majesty or Royal Highness, I presumeed but T. O. would not, durst not drink, by reason of the affliction of the Toe; nor was it his custom abroad, as he said. But as to that, before I proceed, I must interrupt the series of this Discourse with a true and convincing Argument of his abstemiousness in Potables of this nature; and that not only every night in the week, but on Sundays likewise: now Mr. Marshal, both by Name and Office, can give you the best account of his Sabbatical diversions, at the sign of Fifteen Shillings on the black-side of the Royal Exchange, till he was routed out of the House on those days, and at present keeps his Fanatical Nocturnal Cabal no longer there, where he sat as Chairman of that unlawful Assembly, shaking his Noddle like an empty bottle, till he drowned his little Wit and Brains in Claret; and then would about the Noon of the night reel down the stairs like Boys down a hill, and his attendant Janissaries were forced to gather up the inebriated Pollicionello. These are his holy diversions, these his Religious Practices, Meritorious Works, for which the Gown-man deserves Canonization, to be enroled as the leading man of all Factions, the prime promoter of Sedition, the Kid thwacker of the Nation; but 'twas a wonder that rain Action had not stirred up the Old Man in the rugged Millenarian, who some years since, with the rest of that Rebellious Crew, was so precipitate and villainous, as to Alarm our Metropolis, and endeavour to subvert the Government, upon the fond and groundless conceit of a Fifth-Monarchy of a thousand years' duration here upon earth: that he should be so Crestfallen, and turned so great a Craven, as to suffer himself to be Cudgelled by a Titular Soul-less Doctor, a Nominal Parson, in his own house, in a public room, before a pack of profligate cabalists, and all for the lucre of a dish of Coffee. Monstrum, horrendum—  
If the Aggressor had had so much courage as to write Man, (for I'm sure he cannot Christian) somewhat might have been said by way of Apology; but to be banged by an Urchin, is a piece of Tameness (not to say worse) unexampled. Herein this I must aver for Orlando Furioso, that herein, and herein only, he declared himself to be one of the Church Militant, the Don Quixot of Chivalry, the Sancho Pancho of thwacking Achievements, the Blustering Don of Knight Errantry, and the Millenarian Kill-Cow of the Nation. O Valiant Doctor! if I may so call thee without a Solecism. But we will now proceed to some of the rest of his virtuous qualifications, and give his true Portrait in some other of his Actions, for the benefit of these Kingdoms, and the promotion of Loyal Members to serve the King and Country in the Senate of England; in order to which, the Essexian Triumvirs desired to understand his Sentiments of a Parliament; to which he replied secundum solitum, with a starched formal gravity, that there might be a Parliament suddenly called; but he thought fit (a worthy Statist indeed to sit at helm, and steer the Ship of the Kingdom)— Mildmay and— Luther, or rather in his opinion,— Mildmay &— Eldred should be Elected to stand for the County of Essex. But as for Mr. Honywood, being asked what he thought of him, he said, There would be no use for him; for in truth he did not know what to make of him. It seems he was not approved by the Judicious Doctor to be a person qualified for the promotion of Traitorous Designs, and therefore he must be razed out of the List of Parliament-men, and not be admitted into the House upon any terms whatsoever. But proceeding farther in their discourse, the Gentlemen desired to know what he thought of Mildmay, lying under the dangerous circumstances of an Information, much discoursed of about the Town, for high Misdemeanours; and whether he was a Man capable of Election upon that account. To which the Doctor made answer, Push! that will be 〈◊〉 obstacle at all, he might be Elected for all those ●●●…inary circumstances; and farther added, The Loyal Party have a design to put up Six to be chosen Members; and upon that consideration, We (a rampant style in the Plural number, for a Saucy, Malapert, Diminutive Doctor) do not question to have the day; for that very thing would not ways tend to their interest. Thus you may see how vigilant and active this Mushrom-Machiavilian is ready to appear in Plotting and contriving any thing that may countenance Rebellion, and promote the Hellish Designs of his Lord and Master, the prince of darkness, in opposition to the good of the Nation, and the Interest of our Sovereign Lord the King, (whom God preserve from the Damned Machinations of such Hellish Boutefeux, such accursed Incendiaries as the Doctor and his Caballing Party.) But to proceed: after he had thus learnedly harangued them for some time, The Three Gentlemen in Masquerade farther said, seemingly to ingratiate themselves with him, but really to sift the thoughts of his heart, (if those of a false heart can be dived into or discovered) that at the last Election, when he Jehu-like came driving down furiously to Colchester in a Carosse with six horses, (a fine piece of State for a pitiful Puny Fellow, whose Indigence and Impudence conten● for priority, and still sub Judice lis est which of these two will bear away the Bell) he was so thronged after by those of that Country, that they could not, without an unpardonable interruption, pay their due respects to him, he being there so much concerned in point of interest, that a person of great quality sent for him at Twelve of the clock at night, to have some discourse with him about the Election of Members to sit in Parliament for that County, and told him, that Sir Harbottle Grimston, Master of the Rolls, desired to be excused from standing as Candidate in their nomination for a Member of the House of Commons; to which Oats made no reply at the present before him, but embraced a more fit opportunity to promote his designs among the Fanatic Faction, (and a very fit place too, all things considered) which was on a Bowling-green, where he frankly declared, like a Worthy and Learned Gentleman of the Long Robe, (who could never write his Name right, if he ever had one) till he was taught to spell it by the industrious and sagacious Observator) that his intention in Coaching it down to Colchester, was not to oppose the Election of Sir Harbottle Grimston, , but only to use the interest of their Party against the choice of Sir Walter Clarges; so that it seems if he and his Abettors can rule the roast, there shall be no person set up that has one grain of Loyalty in him, but only those persons, who when assembled, may take such measures as they did in 1641. and all this must be done in the fear of the Lord, for the repromotion of the Good Old Cause, the settling of the Government, the advancement of Religion, the good and emolument of the King and Country; which in plain English is no more than Protestantism in Masquerade, and the blackest of Crimes, Rebellion, against as Clement and Merciful a Monarch as ever swayed the Sceptre, or wore an Imperial Crown, and the subversion of the best Government in the Universe, as now settled and established in these Kingdoms; and all this under the specious Vizard of Religion, the common veil of all Horrid and Satanical Designs; so that we may well cry out with the Prince of Poets, Tantum Relligio potuit snadere malorum? Must Religion be still the Cloak of Villainy? Must the Masque of Divinity veil the ugly Visage of Impiety? Shall Reformation in Church and State be ever Synonymous to Rebellion and Subversion of the Government? Is there no other rule or method in modern Polity to dethrone Kings, but by the specious pretence of settling Religion and Government? These are a kind of Political Brutes, that dare unman themselves to Unking their Lawful Prince and Monarch. But to go on with the remainder of this Discourse: Oats farther acquainted the Gentlemen, That one Sir _____ Shame would be put up to stand the next Election in Colchester; but withal added, That would do no good at all, their designs he must it seems have frustrated; and as for the County-Election, he did not at all question but that those Friend's , viz. Mildmay and Eldred, would he Elected Parliament-men, by reason of the Dissension between the Gentlemen of the County, in endeavouring to set up Six to stand as Candidates at the next Election.  
Thus you have a short but true Narrative of Otes' designs, and those of his Factious Party. A fit person indeed to be the staggering guide of the unsettled and Whirligig Faction; who has been since this Interview spied by a diligent and honest Observator, to reel out of one Tavern into another at Twelve of the Clock at night, (a proper gesture, and fit hour for a pretended Priest, who is the very Stigma and Scandal of the Gown) loaden with Wine, and empty of Wit, like an innated Sop fit to be swallowed in a Morning's draught by the Infernal Garagantua. The airy Monsieur has a Proverb, Le vin n'a point de chausses; Wine wears no breeches, but disgracefully exposeth every man's nakedness to public view, lays open his Imbecilities and Imperfections to the whole world: not that he had any need to do that, since he has sufficiently satisfied all men of Sense and Reason, what a person of Integrity and Wisdom he hath manifested himself to be in all his versatile and contradictory Speeches and Actions; (to say no worse of them) but certainly the Devil (as we usually say) owes him a shame, and will be sure to pay him before he swings out of this world, and drops into Styx off the Triple-tree, if Justice hath not stored up a more exemplary punishment for his Worship.  
One thing I cannot omit, which I was very credibly informed, by an honest wellmeaning Torie, which is this: Oats (for I will follow the Modern way of Spelling his Name) being one day at a Coffee-house, (the Receptacle and Nursery of Profligate fanatics and Dissenters) chanced to fall upon an unpleasant Argument to all persons of integrity, concerning some nominal distinctions of Factions and Parties; where he was heard publicly to lay this down as a Maxim, That a Christian Turk was far better principled than a Papist, (a worthy Tenet of a Protestant Black-Coat!) which did strike some of the hearers with so much horror, who came out of mere curiosity to see and hear this prating Saviour of the Nation, and particularly one Country-Gentleman then present, a person both of Honesty and Courage, that he replied immediately, Say you so, Doctor, is that your Religious opinion? then take this Turkish reward for your pains; and threw a dish of hot Coffee in his face, which bedewed the Doctor with that warm liquor, that bears a complexion as black almost as his dark and fable Actions: but the peevish Doctor took it then very patiently, without verbal or actual resistance; his courage it seems was not then heightened with Wine, so as to make him fly to his ultimum refugium, reviling language, and his Argumentum baculinum, as he did to the Millenarian . This is the highest and most notorious passage of his signal patience, that I ever heard or read of; and God grant him more of that tame meekness, and all Gentlemen equal resolution and courage to baffle such pracling and ill-principled Dissenters. But before I take leave of him, give me leave to tell you with what Caresses and Ceremonies he intended to dismiss his Ternary of Visitants: the three Gentlemen having drained him as far as they thought at that present convenient, left he might discover their vizarded designs, by putting him upon any farther Interrugatories, being ready to departed, the Gouty Don made a shift to raise himself, and say, Gentlemen, I must kiss your hands, after the— Manca-mode, though with more Spanish pride than gravity, (for he had gained a habit of the Spaniards Vice, though not so much as a smatch of their Virtue) proffered very obligingly to give them all three a Bezo las manos, as Albrici●s for the good news of their real inclinations (as he vainly conceived) to himself and his Party; which they very modesty refused, and so departed with some usual Compliments, very affectionately expressed, and passed between them, to the great content of the Doctor, and the sufficient satisfaction of the Colehester-Gentlemen, who had really effected what they had designed, under the vail of a rural Disguise, whereby Oats was frustrated of that imaginary service he had done the Factious Party; and may all his and their designs be for ever thus blasted in the bud, and crushed in the very egg, before they come to maturity and perfection: and as this is mine, so I question not but it is the cordial Prayer, and fervent Ejaculation of all true Christians and Loyal Subjects.  
'Tis voiced or noised about the City, that his Doctorship intends to leave the Tumultuous Town, and retire himself to a Country-Apartment not far off, to enjoy himself in his rural recess with the greater privacy, and less interruption, to practise his old Vices in a Monastic retirement, and hatch his mischievous and pernicious Plots to a higher and more undiscovered perfection than hitherto he hath done; and in order thereunto, (as I am informed) shows himself abroad without any Attendant, his Three Bum-Bilboa Blades being discarded, whether for want of Money or Pride, is the question; though 'tis thought the former and not the latter is the occasion of it: for the Factious begin to open their eyes, and seem to retrench their former Pensions to this Bully-Rock of Dissension, and check their profuse liberality with a close-fisted forbearance of their allowance to maintain this idle and Seditious Drone; and at last, 'tis hoped will drive him like industrious Bees out of the Hive of this City, and put the Doctor to his shifts, and try how his Wit and Ambition will supply him with Necessaries to support him with Life and Health, and make him the more able to wade through that Abyss of misery that certainly waits upon him.  
But, on the other hand, some are of opinion, that if the Dissenters do not open their pur●estrings, and make him sensible of their orient mercy, he will like a Bloodhound, open his Jaws to their confusion, and then Plot upon Plot will be discovered, if any one is so much a Solifidian as to believe him; but his credit (if ever he had any) is now at the last gasp, and he himself not far from it.  
This is no Prognostic, but a hearty wish, and so sans Adieu, as the Frenchman says; for I cannot, dare not bid you farewell, whilst you are contriving such disloyal and underhand wicked practices; but shake hands with you, not as a Worthy Man, but a Man Worthy— the Ellipsis I leave to be supplied by your own party, who are very well versed in such nice and modern distinctions, according to your new Systematical Rhetoric, But because so leading an Arch-Patriot of his Country ought not to pass without his deserved Character, take what follows, as a Corollary to the preceding Dialogue.  
This is the Man, read him who list,  
A Trojan true as ever pissed.  
H●dibras for that, with little variation. This is Hugh Peter's redivivus, the Pulpit-Buffoon of this Nation, the squeaking Cushion-cuffer of Dissenters, who to do him right, seldom troubles the suggestum, and the less the better; the crested Bell-wether of the Good Old Cause, the 〈◊〉 and shame of the Ministerial Function, the stain and disgrace of the Gown and Scarf, the Trumpet of Sedition, the Ringleader of Faction, the Kirk-Dragoon, the Demicaster Divine, the Vngedoopt Mensche, as the Boorish Hollander styles an Unbaptiz'd or undipt person, in plain English a Heathen; Oats to day, and Oats to morrow; a Papist, a Calvinist, the Jesuits Letter-carrier, a Lay-Brother at St. Omers in Artois, a Petty Curate in England, a Doctor without a Degree, Diploma, or Mandamus, and yet now, sometimes he appears in a Canonical Robe, than again swaddled up in a long black Coat, the very Proteus of Religion, the Boutefeu of the Nation, the Massinello of the Rabble, the Machiavil of ill-principled Politics, the bad Genius of his Country, the detestation of all Loyal Subjects, the Darling of the Giddy and Factious Mobile, the By-blow of Nature, the Disgrace of Mankind, the Belzebub of Dissension, the roaring Boanerges of the expiring Old-Cause, the Geneva-Bull of Presbytery, the Propugnator of Independency, Patron and Pattern of Anabaptism, the Renegado 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in propria persona, the Pantopola, or Jack of all Trades in Religion, and the only Scourge of the Millenarians, of which Kid is most feelingly sensible; every thing that is bad, nothing that is good, unless it be what is good for on-thing.  
This I presume may serve for his Character in part, till opportunity gives my pen farther occasion to expatiate upon his merited Encomium; but no doubt we shall at one time or other have a larger field to discourse in his commendation, if we diligently observe his future designs, and pry into his Actions. Well! go on Doctor, if I may so call him; if not, pardon the expression, 'tis his own haughty Title, which he will still have the impudence ('tis too great a favour to call it Confidence) to assume; till he's both Unscarfed and Ungowned, and receives a reward in a more suitable Garb to his condition and desert. And hay then up goes he, and his empty Cranium is raised a Pole higher than his Shoulders, and exposed as a spectacle of villainy by the hand of Justice to the Antimonarchical Multitude, from whom possibly he may with some pity receive a Nod from every Factious Noddle, lamenting his sad Catastrophe, and from others a sign of joy at his deserved Fate, intermixed with some affliction that it happened no sooner; and so bestow this Distich on him, which began the Epitaph of almost (I dare not say altogether) as versatile and pretended a Religionist, 
Untimely, 'cause so late, and late, because  
To prevent mischief, it no sooner was.   
And let it come and welcome, for it will prove as glorious a day as e'er did shine in our Hemisphere, as noted an Epocha as e'er was Registered in the Rolls of time; the year of our Christian Jubilee in these Three Kingdoms, and a happy deliverance from so pestilent and Irreligious a Caitif, who designed to involve this Nation in Rebellion, as sufficiently appears by all his sham-Plots and Contrivances.  
And here I cannot pass by the story of an exquisite Artist (the Vulcan of his time) Perillus by name, who to gratify the Sanguinary humour of the bloody Tyrant Phalaris, first invented a Brazen Bull, and he presented it to that Tyrant, which Malefactors should be put into, being first made glowing hot; insomuch that by their crying (through the barbarousness of the Torment) a noise would issue forth like the bellowing of a Bull; on whom the Tyrant did this signal piece of Justice, to enclose him first therein, as a reward of his invention of other men's mischiefs, and so he proved experimentally the excellency of his work, with the loss of his own life, most unpittiedly miserable.  

— Nec Lex est justior ulla,  
Quam Necis Artificis arte perire suâ.   

It is the justest Law, that all,  
Who a new death invent, by that should fall.   
I will not trouble the Reader with any farther discourse concerning Oats, but only this ensuing Relation, which came to my knowledge since I set pen to paper upon this account (though some time since acted) to procure his veracity when he was in his Sacerdotal Grandeur, (if I may say so without offence to the Loyal and Learned Clergy) and in great imaginary reputation with the vulgar.  
The story runs thus: Some deserving Gentlemen of great esteem and fortune, meeting accidentally with T.O. as he fancied, though on their part, to be better acquainted with his integrity, told him, that there was a person who lived in Grace-Church street, who had Travelled into several Foreign parts, (having first related to him their design) desiring Oats to take cognizance of him when he should appear; upon which he was sent for immediately, and upon his admission into their Society, after some Compliments passed between them, T. O. having asked the question, Wither he ever had been beyond-Sea, and he no way denied it; the Salamanca arose up, veiled his Bonnet to him, and with his usual fleering countenance, said, Sir, now your presence recollects my memory, I think indeed I have seen you there; but after several meetings, Oats by his discourse seeming to discover his good intentions to this unknown person, insomuch that he was forced at last to unmask the design, and appear with the infallible badge of his Profession, (a Blue Apron) before the unerring and Popular Doctor, for fear of being drawn into the Plot, to his scandal and disgrace, being both innocent and Loyal; upon which, the whole contrivance was blasted, the Doctor Ridiculed for his notorious Swearing Faculty, to their great, but (I presume) his own small satisfaction.  
In fine, as it was said of the Jesuits, (the spawn of the deceased Loyola) when they had embroiled the best part of Christendom with their pernicious Tenets, and destructive Practices, 

Quis illis Funem, quem meruêre, dabit?   

— But who (I trow)  
The diserved H●●t●r will on them bestow?    
So may I without doubt examine O. and his Complices with the same Interrogatory, and if the question be put here in this case, in promptu responsio est, there needs no study for an answer, it so naturally follows; Catch will soon give them a dispatch, when their Impieties are grown to so prodigious a height, as to be lopped off with their Lives according to Justice by the hand of the common Hangman: and 'tis great pity, in my opinion, that he and they who have made such a combustion and disturbance in our British Isles, while living, should creep ●ut of the world sneakingly and silently; therefore I will close all with this Epitaph; (nor is it fit that the pen of any Poet but a Mars, should compose one for the Coryphaus of Faction and his Party) only with the alteration of a single word, and that a most significant and material one too.  

Per varios Casus, & tot discrivina rerum,  
Tendinius in L●●neum—   

Through various fates, and many a different thing,  
At last we're necklaced with a Hempen string.   
Thus Exit the Reverend Dr. Oats and his Abettors; the Curtain's drawn, the Farce is ended, and I am secure of a Plandita from the Essexian Triumvirs.  
FINIS.   

A Catalogue of New Books Printed for and Sold by James Norris, at the Kings-Arms without Temple-bar. 1684.  
1. MAscinella: or, a satire against the Association and Guildhall Riot, 4ᵒ.  
2. Erom●●●: or, the Noble Stranger; a curious Novel, 8ᵒ.  
3. A Tract against the Absolute Decree of Reprobation, in Latin, 8ᵒ.  
4. An Idea of Happiness, in a Letter to a Friend, enquiring wherein the greatest happiness attainable by Man in this life does consist, 4ᵒ.  
5. A Murnival of Knaves: or, Whiggism plainly displayed; and if not grown shameless▪ Burlesqued out of countenance, 4ᵒ.  
6. The Accomplished Lady: or, Deserving Gentlewoman, being a Vindication of innocent and harmless Females, from the aspersions of malicious men: wherein are contained many eminent examples of their Constancy, Chastity, Prudence, Policy, Valour, Learning, etc. wherein they have not only equalled, but excelled many of the other Sex, 12ᵒ.  
7. Patriae parricida: or, the History of the Horrid Conspiracy of Catiline against the Government