A View of the WORLD; Being A Poem of the Times.  
Containing, The Root of Rebellion, the Tree of Sedition, the Leaves of Contention, and the Fruit of Treason.  
advising every Good Christian to Obey Governors and Superiors, and not to Kick at every Occasion; nor to make a Scism and Rent in the Church at every Scruple, Criticism, and Mistake, but to Live in Peace and Unity; l●st (being found Impostors before GOD, and Rebels to their KING) their Heads be mounted on a Pole, as the Fruit of their Treachery and Rebellion.  

U●tin a semper exp●cta● da dies, ●omi●● d●●ique bea●us ante obitem nemo Supremaque Funera debet.  
Tem ●●a res agiter proximu● cum paries ardet,  
Religio velum est quod tegit omne Scelus.  
WAR. BLOODSHED.  
VIOLENCE. OPPRESSION.  
DESTRUCTION RUIN.  
REBELLION-SCISM-SEDITION   
THe 〈◊〉 did Flame, but not Consume,  
But th●●●ad TREE would waste all 〈◊〉;  
This 〈◊〉 to Disc●rd, by the 〈…〉,  
But this brought Peace, for God 〈◊〉 was chare.  
Ambition gave the 〈◊〉 which did F●●lare,  
And made poor 〈…〉 to the Grace  
Pride 〈…〉  
Which bred Cerruption and Mortality:  
REBELLION was the Branch that first did spring,  
And brought forth TREASON 'gainst th' A●m●gh●y KING:  
It is like Wach Craft, Heinous, and a Sore  
Which Amputation only can Restore.  
'Tis Grief to see (yet no Man doth Condole)  
A Traitor's Head Erected on a Pole.  
G●n●r●h's Grape● were never half so Sour  
As this sad Fruit that's Ripe in half an hour.  
Truth is a P●●●l of price which now doth lie  
Under the 〈◊〉 of H●p cres●●:  
Religion's wrap a Black, and hangs her Head,  
As Head were ●l●k, and P●ty were Dead:  
It is ●e● and the Power of E●●reisin,  
To disp 〈◊〉 the Church of Sect and Schism.  
False Christ's are many, Faith now Cold is grown;  
In here, 〈◊〉 there, and yet the true's but one.  
Here M●l●met's Musty Handeth like a Swine,  
Swelled up in Lust, alcho● he Drinks no Wine.  
Turks are but Bruits, their Manners are the same,  
They're dis●●●ced only by the N●ane.  
JACK. with his Prick- 〈◊〉, Preshiters doth tickle:  
" The 〈…〉 ●●●ven is 〈◊〉 a (●ee●icle:  
" This is the ●●ay, or 〈◊〉 Holy Ladder,  
" 〈◊〉 up● and be 〈…〉 the Snake or Adder,  
" 〈…〉, cowhearted, nor be in the least  
" 〈…〉 the 〈◊〉 man Beast;  
" 〈…〉 Reason, Sense, and Law,  
" The 〈…〉 Scienria Media.  
" The 〈…〉 was the only Man  
" 〈…〉 the Truth since heresy begin:  
" 〈…〉 most Mortals did pass by,  
" 〈…〉 to all Eternity.  
" 〈…〉 Decreed before the World begin,  
" 〈◊〉 respect to the Works of any Man.  
" Then comes the QUAKER Preaching" O dear People,  
" Fear that Whore's House whose Chimney is a Steeple.  
" They're Priests of Baal, Hirelings, always Fleeting,  
" But we have silent thoughts; and sweet Dum●● Meetings.  
" Paul was a simple Ignorant Divine,  
" In bidding People ear up Bread and Wi●●●  
" And all th● Aposiles Words were but like ●lakling,  
" To vex the World so much with Baby Spr●●●●●,  
" Ti●h-taking P●●●t is but an H. retick,  
" Tho' Ab●●●● pay●● s●thes to Melthesedick.  
" The Bible-Book is but a Lifeless Letter,  
" And any Preaching Sister can Write better;  
" For (tho' the Scriptures Sense) the Style is Antic.  
" 'Tis Old, and Dead, the Apocalypse Rom●●●tick.  
" No Babylon's without The Man of Sin  
" Sits in the heart, and Sodom larks within.  
" There's Gold and Silver, Marble, precious Stone,  
" With Souls of Men, and Merchants many a one.  
" There's Purple, Pearl, fine Linen, Silk and Sea●ler,  
" With all the Gaudy Dress that sits an Harlet.  
" There's Wine and Oil, fat Beasts, Sheep, Horses, Flywer  
" To fill the Cup up of the Scarlet Whore.  
" Ah! Sodom, Sodom, Silence in the Heart,  
" Branching thy Towers and Streets through every part  
" Of this my Body, tho' it be of Clay,  
" Pure, Holy, Harmless, Spotless every way.  
" Last Night I met a Lovesick Lamb, dear Sister,  
" I hug'd her in the Dark, and sweetly Kissed her:  
" But had our Conflict been seen by th' Ungodly,  
" Profane, Base, Wicked, they had spoken oddly.  
" They do not know the Motion that doth move  
" Us to the Fact, that's not in Lust, but Love.  
" Sigh, Cheat, and Lie, work any kind of Sin,  
" Do what thou wilt, and mind the thing within,  
" We are the People of God, the rest are Evil,  
" Ungodly Goats, and Monsters of the Devil:  
" The Holy Words of Thee and Thou, can prove  
" That were the Spouse, and only Spotless Dove.  
Then Maggleton the Mountebank Divine,  
Draws out in Chalk a Querpo Cut or Line,  
Wherein all People needs must Walk, or be  
Condemned (by him) to all Eternity.  
Great, Good, and Just, the World thou mad'st, and thou  
knowst what it is, and what it will come too:  
Without the sight of thy Allseeing Eye,  
The smallest Lark, or Sparrow, doth not Dye.  
Turn all things Lord (even for thine own Sons Blood)  
To thine own Glory, and thy People's Good.  
Let Faith increase, and let thy Gospel Shine,  
From East to West, and to Earth's utmost Line.  By N. P.  

LONDON 〈…〉, and are to be Sold by W. Davis in Amer Corner. MDCLXXXV.   

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