THE WIZARD UNVIZORED: OR, A Clear display of the Madness of JUDICIAL ASTROLOGY. Printed in the Year, 1652. Tudor rose Scottish thistle French fleur-de-lis depiction of Irish harp THE Wizard Unvizored, OR, A clear display of the Madness of Judicial ASTROLOGY. HOw Monstrous Error doth usurp the room Of sacred truth, and to defiance come! No study now like Magic in request, Or what confines upon its Brink at least; Termed at the best an Artifical cheat, A formal villainy, refined deceit; And in its speculations most sublime, The school of vanity, and spoil of time. The most young pregnant wits do now apply Them to defence of mad Astrology, That's now professed past ages did abhor, Nor ever any could have warrant for. So rife is the Black Art in every place, Ladies ne'er blush to show it in the face: lilly's by these approved, and liked so well, To know their husbands they'll consult with hell. And what dishonest thing the worst commit, The Planet's force may be excuse for it, Since by the Stars the humour is inclined, By that the body; and by this the mind. Nowth ' Argument of the divining Crew, Is that events foretold by them prove true: Where we may note this reasons want of weight, Who should not knowledge gain by means unright; The Devil doth miss sometimes, or's instrument, Mistakes his informations, and intent: And yet suppose that these Predictions fall Out true, we should not credit yet at all The more such wizards as foretell the same, Since God doth this but as our * Deut. 13.1. trial name: Though with the vulgar when they have foretold Aught which so happens, it their cause uphold. Besides the Stars nor second nature give, Nor change the first by their prerogative: One influence from heavens each part doth fall With universal harmony, and works on all According to the season, subject, place, Now on this wise, then in a different case. We hence may draw this Corrollary then, Unlawful 'tis to seek unto these men For their Advice, or for their help in aught, Nor should we deem that good can come of nought. The Gipsy, Canter, the Nativity-Caster, And Figure-flingers, like the Devil their Master With their foretelling let all hence avoid; Nor send to Ekrons' god when they're annoyed, Nor unto Endors Witch, when they're in doubt Touching contingences how they'll fall out. Nor let the people be Enchanted still With firm opinion of their learned skill, Much less may they have countenance from the State, Who proud such doting liars but of late; Their Star-divinity who now will own, Which on Black-Monday was so fairly shown? These impious wretches would be deemed divine, But the Sun checked them with his brighter shine. Familiar with their Fiends, they thought to be Familiar with God, and's secrets see, By their sage prudency they thought to pry. Into his counsels, hid from mortal eye: But God who jealous of his glory is, Made it appear they did Divine amiss; Turning a dismal to a cheerful day, That so hereafter the most simple may These Wizards-dizards, and wise fools abhor, And laugh at th' credulous inquisitor. When Archimedes once King Hiero made A Ship with's little finger drawn, he said, From this day forward I convinced shall Judge Archimedes sayings true in all: But let us taught by one false guests alone, Credit these base Astrologers in none. Nor to such cunning ones put up a suit, Which none can do but must themselves * Let. 19.31. pollute, For by this means the heart from God withdrawn In Spiritual whoredom is the Devils pawn. Can we pretend unto a Christian name, And not esteem it a most horrid shame In the bright Sunshine of the Gospel's day. By such vile vanities to be lead away? Have we learned Christ and to the Devil go? Do we remember our Baptismal vow Which in the Church's presence we did make That we would Satan and his works forsake? * Jer. 10.2. The Godly fearless upon God rely When heavens signs do the Heathen terrify. Now then let all convinced of such false ways, Assert the truth, and the Almighty's praise. And in abhorrence of them let each one To beating down the Error throw a stone, And let these fear the dismal end which came To Faustus, may be theirs with Doctor Lamb. FINIS.