< A dialogue BUTWEEH Loftioft, London & Oxford. ■ H Y fo hafly to let thy Lodgings, before thou knowef^ what their Pcrfons, and their Principles are ? What if an un- I VT- - V 1 - C -m .• a ' i*i» ■ JL JL ai.xwAj^iW>J Alt., I VT AitlL 11 ekpefted Number of Papifls ftiould lodge in thy Bowels, and when occafion fcrves, be thefirft that will flycin thy Face ? Let me tell thcc, a Pautft in Mafquerade locks fo Saiirt-likc, that the moft Learned in your Univerfity tv ill be pulled to difcover him 5 he will go to the Church, or to the Meeting, commend cither, or both •, fay any thing, do any thing, or Swear any thing to ptcafe you, op to gain your good Opinion of him; butts foen as ever the Mozleis taken from the Maftive's Head, then he fiyes at your Throat. Oxford^ If it be not too Utc, Tic be as Induftrious as I can to prcvoit tficm from lurking in my Territories hereafter. I have already got a Jolly Coirpany of New Tenants, but what ihey are, I know no more than the Pope of Kome-^ nay, for ought: I know,' he knows them better than I do 5 I am furc they have Protejixnt outfides^ thv?v so to Church, and take as much .Bread and Wine as the Parfon thinks well be- flowed upon them. I fee neither Beads nor Bullets •, if they have any ftore, for ought I know, they may do as the ftrvs (in Kejpafuns dayes) did with their Jewels, hide them in their Bcliycs. Lend^ft^ Watch them as narrowly as the Cats do Mice ♦, ifthercbeany illDefignt afoot either by Night or by Day, yoo'l fee forac Symptoms of it 5 there is feldom any Smoke, but there is feme Fire. Hitherto their Plots have been fruiilcfs enough 9 they can hardly boaft of more than two or three Jufticcs of Peace being Kill'd , they have been defeated in ail their Attempts in my Liberties; Let them not gain th» Ground in thine, which they have loft in mine, Oxferd, A woi"d to the wife is enough; but let me tell thee, I am the Icfs Sollicitous and Carefull, becaufe I know his Majefty will for his own Safety, and pur Security, bring a fufficient Number of R-cdjCoats with him: I pray God they be good ones. Lo»d»n^ I hope they will; But what means the bleating of thefo Sheep ? What means all this Noife? What creates thefe Fears, and begets thefe Jealoufies in the People ? They fcem to fear, that neithcnhe King nor the furlUment may be in fafety there. ■ ^ Oxford, 1 believe this Fear may proceed from a Principle of Love 5 thofcwelovc well, we never think them fafc enough. The King's greateft Enemies will call him, Agtod mturedKing', and well they may; if he has any fault, this is his Crime, that he is too apt to forgive his Enemies. Jjtndpn, I wilh the thoughts of this doth'noe animate our Red-lettercd Villains the more. Oxford Be not over jeaJous, we arc like to have mott of the fame Members to fit aaain, and all will grant them to be Wife, Difcreet, Learned, Sober, Judicious, Unby'afled men^ if they arc Jo zealous for the good of their Country, fureJy in the midft of their zeal, they will not be unmindfull of their own fafety. London] I wffii they may not • our Happyncfs or Mifery depends on their Weal or Wo; whill^ they fwimj we can never fink; they are the Pillars on whifch all our Ha- bitations reft; their Sorrow is our Sorrow, and t'heir Delight is ours 5 we are the Ap- pies of their Eyes, and they are tender over us. God blefs and piefcrvc the King's raoft Excellent Majcfly, and unite his Royal Heart to fuch faithful Counfellors as they have been. God grant that his Ahithophel Counfellors may be brought to Confufion, may his feeret Enemies be brought to open Shame, and may his Sacred Ears be ever open to thofe that Counfel him for Good. Then we fiiall fee the Pope will hang his Ears, His Imps will all be filled with Shame and Fears: Terrors will hunt them incoev'ry Cave, And he'l be Happy'ft: that firjft finds his Grave. 4 Now they may prick their Ears, and laugh a While, But then they'i have but litde caufc to Smile : Their prefcnt Joy to Mourning will be Tiirn'd ; They may be Hang'd that thought we fhould be Burn'd. O bieis my Eyes, great God above, I pray Thee, With Fuch a Change, and I will ftrive to pay Thee With Thanks and Praifes: Let me fee this Sight, And thou fhaltbe my God, and my Delight. Pity thy Sions Sorrows, they afe great; Pull down the Tripple Crown from Sim's Seat : Shut up the Flood-Gatcs of her flowing Eyes; Arm thiPe wirh Strength, OCod, and now arife^ Root up the %Qman Pride, build S'lons Wall ,• Thy People cannot rife till %ome doth Fall. Unite our Sacred King and Parliament, And thus pluck off our Clorids of DilcontentJ Be thou our God, and O be thou our Guide! Then we have Strength and Council on our Side ■ Then let them Plot, it/lands to Senfcand Reafon, Their Plots will be but like their Powder-Trcafon j Their Stratagems and Plots will Fade and Ceafc, We Oiall be Happy in a ^ftit^ ^eace. s. Lmclon, Printed in the Year. idSi.