portrait of Thomas Malet 

Come friend, ARRAY yourself, and never look,  
To prosper in your Di-o-cease your book  
Medale with it less: for you must arm  
If you intend to keep yourself from harm:  
Vsenow your power only against those  
That are the kingdom's friends (but yet our foes)    
 portrait of Archbishop Williams 

Oh Sr. I me ready, did you never he are,  
How forward I have been 'tis many a year,  
Toppose the practice dat is now on foot  
Which plucks my pretnrens up poth pranch and root:  
My posture and my heart doth well agree  
To fight, now plyd is up: come follow me    
 portrait of Thomas Lunsford 

I'll help to kill, to pillage and destroy  
All the Opposers of the Prelacy.  
My Fortunes are growme small, my friends are less  
I'll venture therefore life to have redress  
By picking, stealing, or by cutting throats.  
Although my practice cross the Kingdoms votes.