The Popes Down-fall, AT ABERGAVENY, OR A true and perfect Relation of his being carried through the Fair in a solemn Procession with very great Ceremony. ALSO, How he was Burnt, with several Popish Books and relics lately taken out of St. Xaverius's college near that place. TOGETHER WITH A perfect Account of the inhuman Murder committed by one John Kirby a Papist upon the person of his own Father, being a Protestant, immediately after the Ceremony was over. With Allowance. LONDON, Printed for T. C. and N. L. 1679. The Popes Down-fall at Abergaveny; Where being carried through the Fair in a solemn Procession with great Ceremony, how he was burnt to ashes, &c. IT is recorded of Diogenes, when he saw a Wanton vaunting in a Lions skin, he called to him that he should forbear to make Virtues garment blushy; And indeed Virtue and Religion are never more ashamed then when she has a vile servant; and where is there a greater devourer of the true Flock then the Sheep invailed in the lions skin? When the servant of servants in his Scarlet Robes exerciseth his Tyranny over the Canopies of Kings and Emperors; and under pretence of Peace and Religion, gives Indulgences for Treason, Tyranny and Murder. Surely the Vices of Alexander the sixth did mightily discover the Errors of the Papal Infallibility, even in those dayes: Till then Princes were afraid of Bulls and Excommunications; but it was so usual with him to Blaspheme and Curse, that it made them slighted ever since his Vices impublikt them; but never did the universal Tyrant find more opposition then in this happy iceland, where every one unanimously took up Arms for the Truth, and in opposition to all his Damnable Innovations, stood a Champion for the Faith. Where hath the fatal Tyranny found more opposition then in England? who by standing steadfast to the Faith, defy his Stratagems, and making his Vices public to the World, redeem his Captives, and bring daily into the Bosom of the true Protestant catholic Church. In this the Custom of London is to be much commended, that is, the Annual Solemnity of Gunpowder Treason with such accurate Ceremony, commits his Diabolical Sanctity to the Flames. The Custom of Flanders and the United Provinces is no less commendable in this point; who though the Malefactor escape the hand of Justice, hang him up in effigy; the disgrace is equal to his Crime, and as terrible as death itself: Which laudable Custom our Ancient Gallant Brittains have so bravely immitated at Abergavenny in the succeeding story. First marched a little Gentleman of about 50 years old, being about 4 foot high, with a small Brass Blunderbuss, as Master of the Ceremonies; some say unto the Pope, some say the Devil; after him in good order marched twenty of his Holiness's Guard with Pikes; next to them went two Cardinals with all their Formalities, each carrying a Banner with a large across, the one displaying Blasphemy, the other Treason. Then two Jesuits with two Banners, in the one was depainted the Gunpowder Treason, on the other the Murder of Sir Edmondberry Godfrey: After them followed two Benedictins with two Banners, in the one Cruelty was represented, in the other Assassination: Then followed two Jacobins with two Banners, the one demonstrating the Burning of London, the other Rebellion: Afterwards two Fransiscans with two Banners also, in the one Superstition, in the other Idolatry: Then followed two Lusty Sow-Gelders with very large and shrill Flagellets: Then marched his Holiness in very great State mounted in a Porphry Chair richly adorned with relics, Pictures, Beads, Bells and other Superstitious Emblems; with a very Copious Antipendulum, Stoles, Manacles, Scapulaes; The Chair was carried a soft solemn place round all the Streets of Abergavenny.( where by the way the people prayed the Pope may never come there again, for it quiter spoiled the Fair:) Close to his Holy Person marched ten Lusty Fellows with muskets and Blunderbusses; at every Holy House, and at some of the countenancers Houses, his Holiness gave a Benediction and Bow; and the Multitude that was the greatest that ever was seen at that Town, gave a joyful Shout, ever as he moved his Holy Head: Then Proclamation was made by his Holiness's Officers, that Pardons and Indulgences, and other Holy Trash were at that Fair to be sold in very great quantities and at very cheap rates, and the Prices put lower and lower, till at last they were proffered for four pence a Dozen, but no body would buy any. At last he was brought to the fatal place of Execution, where the Bakers of the Town had provided a stately Pile of Faggots and Bavins for his Holiness; and being mounted on the top of it, all the Procession kneeling about the Fire and mournfully waving their Flags, which the multitude toar from their hands; and stripping them of their Princely Ornaments, threw them all into the Fire, which with abundance of Books and other Trinckets belonging to St Xaverius college, were burned, to the joy of all the Spectators: And this is to be noted, there was no Fray nor Mischief done during the Action. This Comical Act that afforded so much pleasure and contentment to the Spectators ended with a Tragical Epilogue: When one John Kirby after the Ceremony was over, had a mind to refresh himself with a Supper, which he liked much better then the former sight; being a Papist, and consequently delighted more in Blood of a Protestant, though it were of his own Father, then the downfall of the Pope. The old Gentleman sitting at Table with a Shoulder of Mutton, accompanied only with his Son and Daughter, was pleased to divertise himself and his few Guests with the former Solemnity. The young Proselyte having the Pope in his belly, had a greater Stomach for Blood and Revenge then for Victuals, and longed more for a cut of his Fathers Throat then the Mutton. The Innocent old man insisting on the pleasant Relation, and introducing now and then the damnable Errors and practices of the Pope, to render them more odious to his Son, thinking thereby to regain him to the Protestant Faith: He more obstinate then dutiful, and fuller of revenge then obedience, stood up for the holy Martyr, and took up the quarrel for the Universal Father against his Natural Parent, which he carried on with Vigour and Animosity, that it incensed the old man to throw the Brown Loaf at his Head, meaning( good man) no more then a Fatherly Chastisement, and to bring his Son under the subjection of a Natural obedience. But the Son instead of submitting quietly to the Fatherly Correction, snatched up the Dish, threw it at his Fathers Head, and therewith dashed out his Brains; she crying out her Father was killed, he answered no, his holy Father was alive, though the Pope was burnt; whereupon he was immediately apprehended and committed into the hand of Justice, there to receive the due reward of his inhuman and unnatural Assassination. FINIS.