A WHIPP For the Animadverter In Return to his Second LIBEL.  
By R. L'S.  
LONDON: Printed for Henry Brome, at the Gun in Ivy-lane. February the 12th, 1662.   

An Answer to a Libel, etc.  
I Had no sooner corrected One Libel, against the Bishop of Worcester, but out bolts another against L'S., of the same Stamp, and Force, and Calculated for the same Meridian. What, Wh●, or Where the Author is, I neither Care nor Inquire; for methinks Hunting after Libelers, is something like Gunning at Didappers; a man's in danger to Lo●se his Sho●t; or, if he Hits, 'tis but a Nasty Quarry.  
Hark ye my Masters of the Consistory; You are the Men must do Me Right; These Fellows are but Your Bagpipes; You Blow, and They Bawl: But if I turn not up your Reverences, as fair, as ever This Whipster's Honourable Friend] did his Boys at Westminster, let the world say I have no skill in untrussing an Apostate.  
In short; the Spirit of Untruth and Scandal is sent abroad from among you; and he calls himself D. E. (the Two first Letters of his Father's Name, Jeh. 8. 44.)  
In the First Page, the Phantom appears in the Form of a Philosopher: with This Character of L' S. [A Person so lost to all Good Breeding, of so forfeited, so undone a Reputation, ●n point of mere Morality, etc.]  
Gentlemen, you have been now Twenty Years at This sport of Libelling: The King, the Queen, the Royal Family, the Bishops; all that were Loyal, of the Nobility, Gentry, and Commonalty, have been bespattered by those Scribblers, and Lecturers, which you h●ve kept in Pens●●●, expressly to de●●me them The Church the State; the Law, the Gospel; No●●ing so Sacred as to escape you. (I speak only to Those that have Revolted f●rce the Pardon.) Have ye not delivered the Doctrine of Devils, for the Inspirations of the Holy Ghost●● Vouching Texts for Perjury, and Rapine; Impulse for Treason; Cutting your Sovereign in your Prayers? in the same Act; Seducing the People● Affronting the King, Dis●c●o●ring the Pulpit, Profaning the Ordinance, and Blaspheming G●d himself.  
This is not Passion Gentlemen, but Truth upon Record; and Printed by Stationer's of your 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Appointment, in Perp●tuam rei Memoriam. Your Names I spare; For I wish rather your Conversion, than your Shame: my Drift being only to show that your T●ngues are no Slander.  
In the next Page, your Agent is a little unsavoury, and I advise the Reader to make ●●e ●f a Pomander. He compares L' S. to [a H●gg playing up●n the Organs.] I pray, had not this Wi●t● Hand in your Centuries of Scandalous Ministers? Look a Line further, and There you are to Fancy him, [A Scavenger washing a Bishop's Surplice] How naturally the Sloven goes from the H●gg, to the Sir-Reverence! with Licence, Gentlemen, what i● a man should now Fancy your ●ubstitute● to be some Gr●●m of the Sto●l to a Holy Sister? But soberly, To cleanse his Mouth would be the fe●lest part of a Scavenger's Employment.  
Say now ye Brothers of the Text: Have ye a Scripture-Rule for This Language? We must do every thing in Mode and Figure; according to the Precept. [Le● every thing be done to Edification], says the Apostle; [Bless them that Curse ye], says our Blessed Saviour. Stick to your ●●n Rule then, and Observe the Precept; Unles●e you will deal with the Law of God, as ye have done with the Law of the Land: Muzzle it with a Salvo, and only Practice Christianity, so far as it consists with Presbytery.  
Not to be tedious, what your Emissary has expanded, take in Little; (that is, the Flowers of his Rhetoric.) [A Morrice-Dancer,— A Fiddler;— A Common Barreter; A Mercenary Songster;— A Whiffling Thi●so●l'd Adversary,— A Puny Author, A Sack-Drinker; (beshrew me, I like the Liquor but [it goes in, Sack (he says) and c●m●s out Water.] This, he could never have known, without the help of a Devil.  
Truly Gentlemen, (to the point of Music) he is a little guilty of some skill in S●●g; and not very Mercenary neither, to a Friend; he'll do your Business however, when you please, by the way of a Madrigal, and never put ye to pay th● Fidler. Try him, and if he does not set ye such a suit of Hymns to your unfumished Form of Public Worship, the very Ring of them shall shake the Fundamentals of a Christ-Church 〈◊〉, and make the Brethren of your Milk-street Conventicle, Gape wor●e, and wider, than Michael Angelo's Reprobates, in his Day of Judgement, say I'm no Conjure●. I speak with Reverence to the Good; and Charity to the Weak; But to hear Faction delivered for Conscience; to see People poisoned in the Church, and Princes dethroned in the Pulpit; Who, ●hat loves either God, his Prince, or Country, has not a Horreur for it? Further;  
Your Angry mantles the World that L'S. is [One that hath been a Fiddler in all Governments, and would have been a Fiddler in the worst of them; For which ●nd (says he) He knows how many Pitiful Legs and Faces he made● to scrape Acquaintance with the Tyrant Ol●●er.]  
In earnest, This Report might do him a great deal of Hurt, but that I trust, he has some Friends at Court, will have a C●re that nothing shall do him any Good. pray will you speak Gentlemen; You, have a great many of you been of All sides; did any of you, ever know him of any More than One? M●.— did you ever see him make the Pitiful Legs, and Faces, (he talks of) to that [Prudent, Pi●us, and Faithful Governor the Lord Protector] Mr.— Don't you Remember that [the Providences of God did as much appear in the removing of others from, and investing their Honours with the Government of th●● Nation, as ever they appeared in the ●●king awa●, or bestowing of any Government in any History of any Age of the World?] did You ever take notice of any such thing? Mr.— You Inaugurated the Serene Oliver, and Blessed the Sceptre in the h●nds of his Princely Successor: What say You to the World? Or did Sir John Presbyter ever smell out any such matter in the Protectour's Water? We could appeal further, but More were too Much, A Sober Line or Two now (〈…〉 y L beller apart).  
I know the●e Tales are not Believed; yet they are entertained, in Whispers, and pointed at, in little Observations; and so One Scandal is grounded upon another: more ●o the disadvantage of my Fortune, than the disorder of my Thoughts. If I am Guilty, why am I not Hanged? If I am Innocent, why am I Slandered? In fine, so innocent I am that I affirm; wh●t Person soever, (the Royal Blood excepted) endeavours to possess his Majesty I am other, does in all Likelihood purpose to Betray him, and his own Soul gainsays his Tongue. Enough of This, now to the little Fellow again.  
He says, [That many Sober Persons (w●s thought it very fit that the Bishop should be a little humbled) are much satisfied by it, but the Bishop himself so far concerned, that he hath employed one L' S. to answer it.]  
A very pretty kind of Colloquy, betwixt D. and E. Both which I dare say, would be extremely Satisfied, to see the Bishop humbled; yes, humbled by the Head, as his good Friends humbled the Earl of Strafford; the Bishop of Canturbury next; and at last the King. And what, when they had humbled These; and with These, Monarchy, and Episcopacy, into a base and inextricable Confusion: what did they raise, to fill those Vacancies, but Dunghill Vapours; that were scarce sooner up, then down again, in Plagues, or storms upon the People? I hope any Countrymen have not forgot the Fruits of their last Humbling of the Bishops. In truth, a Conflict, had the Bishop replied, might have made him ashamed; but barely to approve himself; confute a schismatic, and cast out an Intruder from a Sequestered Living, was for his Honour.  
Whereas he says, that the Bishop employed one LS. to answer the Animadverter, That same L' S. did, to my Knowledge, declare, upon the first light of the Bishop's Letter, that it was below the Dignity of a Pralate to Cope with a Libeler, and that if any man replied, he'd undertake the next.  
The Innocent, in the Second Page, Plays with the Bishops [Dudgeon phrase of This is the Truth, the whole Truth, and n●thing but the Truth, etc.] The man is here to be excused upon several accounts. First as no Judge of a Good Style, or el●e he Counterfeits, for His Jaggs like a Saw. Next; as a Stranger to the Law, he would not else have taken the Common form of an Oath for the Bishop's Phrase.  
In his fourth Page, he Challenges the Bishop and the world to make good six Positions which he pretends Asserted by the Bishop, and for plain dealing sake, we'll set them down as the Animal delivers them.  
Pos. 1. 
That Monarchy cannot consist without Episcopacy.  Pos. 2. 
That the Bishop of Worcester is the Sole and Immediate Pastor of all the Congregations in his Diocese.  Pos. 3. 
That it is unlawful for any, though Ordained, to preach in the Bishop of Worcester's Diocese, without his Licence.  Pos. 4. 
That it is Lawful in the Worship of God to enjoin a small thing under a great Penalty.  Pos. 5. 
That the Church hath Power to ex●●t Confession and Recantation, for these Crimes which the State hath pardoned.  Pos. 6. 
That the Presbyterians are All Seditious.   
The Two first are no more the Bishops Positions, than the Animadverter is his Friend, (Vide my Answer to his Animadversions, Pag. 5. & 7. & P. 13.) the Rest are sufficiently justified. The Third in Pag. 17. The Fourth, Pag. 30. The Fifth, Pag. 22, 23. The Sixth, Pag. 11, 12.  
You the Heads and Patrons of the Revolt, by what Name or Title soever Dignifyed, or Distinguished; take notice that I here dismiss your small officer: and now, a Cold, and Serious word Singly, to Your Selves.  
I am not ●tte●ly a Stranger to your Consultations, and Cabalts; from whence I am well Informed, that you have been Hammering at an Answer to me: but finding that the Cause will hardly beat it, you are a little doubtful whether That or a Libel. Proceed: and when ye shall have engaged the nameless Issue of some Carted Strumpet to forge the Scandal; Then shall I Thank ye, Gentlemen, for using me no worse, than ye have done Your King, and all his friends before me.  
When You have drawn your Goodly Piece, we'll try our skill in Printing too: but I assure ye, Mine shall be done from the Life, Yours will be but a Fancy.  
Ten●e est Mendacium, perlucet, s● diligenter inspexeris. Sen. Ep.  
THE END.