Judas JUSTIFIED BY HIS BROTHER SCOT.  

DID Judas spare to a●ke? or did the Jews  
Like wary Hucksters thriftily refuse  
To give? Pish! Thirty pence! Why not at least  
Two Hundred Thousand Pounds in hand, the rest  
Secured by public Faith? Surely that Crew,  
Those bart'●ing Rabbins (give the Divill's due)  
Were Babes in malice, very Novices  
To Westminster-Preists, Scribes, Pharises,  
inveterate cankered Caitiffs, would they not  
Have else (like these) bid more? Iscariot  
Was but a puny Scot in avarice,  
Or he'd have begged up a more Wealthy Price  
For him that was beyond Price. Had the Bough  
But spared that silly traitor's life till now,  
To see his Brother blue-cap spin a plot  
Transcending his so highly, would he not  
Have hanged himself twice o'er? O prodigy!  
Heavens stand amazed! Vast University  
Of Sublunaries, tremble! What? the sin,  
The execrable villainy, wherein  
Judas for sixteen Centuries and more,  
Sat supreme chairman (Ne'er evinced before)  
Raked from his bowels now? made Christian?  
Nay, rendered by the Caledonian,  
A Demi peccadillo? Cursed Race  
Of false Ubiquita●ies, that embase  
God's Image, take the balances and weigh  
Your pond'rous crime of poisonous allay,  
And tell me, tell me, whether You, or he  
For perpetration of Treachery,  
Deserve the palm. He by the tempter's craft  
Was singled out, a lonely man, beraught  
Of friendly Sociates that might advise,  
And prompt the horror of the enterprise;  
And So bewitched, in melancholy mood,  
Rashly, in haste, before he understood  
The depth of Satan, hood-winked drives the Pact;  
Then by the Pa●tors driven, needs must he act:  
But you a full Convention of Estates,  
Packed by a Nation of Confederates,  
A Kirk-assembly, which you term Divine,  
(Monstrous Divinity!) with wide-ope Eine  
And consciences (or none) illuminate,  
Upon discussion and free debate,  
Delib'rately (with cursed Votes) have sold  
Your King, your Master. he was not so bold  
To show the Light the Black faced deed he did,  
But (as he could) he patched figleaves, and hid  
It and his shame in mists of piceous Night:  
But impious You, as if you meant to fright  
Heaven out of Justice, called the Heavens to see,  
And testify your brazen perfidy,  
And dared the sunbeams to record your sin,  
That so Posterity might know wherein  
You glory, to transcend. Your Master fled  
To you (Impostors) to be sheltered  
From storms of violence; Did his do so?  
You vowed him safe Protection, and (to)  
You bade the world defy you, call you base  
Perfidious villains, scum of human Race,  
If you betrayed so sacred Trust as this,  
(Did he do so?) Yet while your fawning kiss  
Did hail him thus (Ye peddling Brats of Hell)  
Ye bartered him for money. He straight fell  
Into reluctant fits, and did confess  
The horrid guilt of his grand wickedness:  
But you still vaunt it our, as if you had done  
An Act of merit; sad compunction,  
Your caut'erized souls abandon; shall the Tree  
When't catch you, so much Ingenuity  
Wring from you (Stiffnecked Rebels) as to cry  
Peccavi once before you hang and die?  
Judas before a traitor Scot shall wear  
A Saintly rubric in Times Calendar.   
FINIS.   

Printed in the year, 1647.