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Encourag'd thus fhe brought her younglings nigh,
Watching the motions of her patron's eye,
And drank a sober draught; the reft amaz'd
Stood mutely ftill, and on the stranger gaz'd;
Survey'd her part by part, and fought to find
The ten-horn'd monfter in the harmless Hind,
Such as the Wolf and Panther bad defign'd.
They thought at first they dream'd; for 'twas offence
With them, to queftion certitude of sense,
Their guide in faith : but nearer when they drew,
And had the faultless object full in view,
Lord, how they all admir'd her heavenly hue !
Some, who before her fellowship disdain'd,
Scarce, and but scarce, from in-born rage reftrain'd,
Now frik'd about her, and old kindred feign'd.
Whether for love or intereft, every sect
of all the favage nation fhew'd refpe&.
The viceroy Panther could not awe the herd;
The more the company, the less. they fear'd.
The surly Wolf with secret envy burft,
Yet could not howl; the Hind had seen him first:
But what he durft not speak, the Panther durft.

For when the herd, suffic'd, did late repair,
To ferney heaths, and to their foreft lare,
She made a mannerly excuse to stay,
Proffering the Hind to wait her half the

That, since the sky was clear, an hour of talk
Might help her to beguile the tedious walk.
With much good-will the motion was embrac'd,
To chat a while on their adventures pafs'd:
Nor had the grateful Hind so foon forgot
Her friend and fellow-sufferer in the 8 plot.


8 The popish plot; the contrivers of which were Presbyterians, Latetudinarians, and Republicans, who had before shewn themselves chemies to the Proteftant, as well as the Popish Church.


Yet wond'ring how of late the grew estrang'd,
Her forehead cloudy, and her count'nance chang'd,
She thought this hour th'occcafion would present
To learn her secret cause of discontent,
Which well fhe hop'd, might be with ease redress',
Conadering her a well-bred civil beaft,
And more a gentlewoman than the rest.
After some common talk what rumours ran,
The lady of the spotted-muff began.




AME, said the Panther, times are mended well,

Since ! late among the Philistines you feli.
The coils were pitch'd, a spacious tract of ground
With expert huntímen was encompass'd round;
Th'inclosure narrow'd; the fagacious power
Of hounds and death drew nearer every hour,
'Tis true, 2 the younger lion scap'd the snare,
But all your 3 priefly calves lay struggling there;
As facrilices on their altars laid;
While you their careful morber wisely fled,
Not trusting dejtiny to save your head.
For whace'er promiles you have apply'd
To your unfailing church, the furer lide
Is four fair legs in danger to provide.
And whate'er tales of Peter's chair you tell,
Yes, saving severence of the miracle,
The better luck was yours to scape so well.

1 Bytbe Philiffines -

--are meant the Cromwellians &c. 2 By the younger li0n--- is mcant Charles The Seconi.

Josir prisfily cares la; ftriggling til cre. This 2!'udes to the Commons votieg in 1645 bar all Deans, Chapt::s, &c, thonid be abolished.


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As I remember, faid the fober Hind,
Those toils were for your own dear self defign'd,
As well as me; and with the self-fame throw,
To catch the quarry and the vermin too,
Forgive the fland'rous tongues that call'd you fo.
Howe'er you

take it now, the common cry
Then ran you down for your rank loyalty.
Besides, in Popery they thought you nurst,
As evil tongues will ever speak the worst,
Because some forms, and ceremonies some
You kept, and stood in the main question dumb.
Dumb you were born indeed; but thinking long
The teit 4 it seems at last has loos’d your tongue.
And to explain what your

forefathers meant,
By real presence in the sacrament,
After long fencing push'd against a wall,
Your salvo comes, that he's not there at all: [fall.
There chang'd your faith, and what may change may
Who can believe what varies every day,
Nor ever was, nor will be at a stay?

may force the tongue untruths to tell,
And I ne'er own'd myself infallible,
Reply'd the Panther: grant such presence were,
Yet in

sense I never own'd it there.
A real virtue we by faith receive,
And that we in the facrament believe.
Then said the Hind, as you the matter ftate,
Not only Jesuits can equivocate;
For real, as you now the word expound,
From solid substance dwindles to a Yound.
Methinks an Æsop's fable you repeat;
You know who took the shadow for the meat:
Your church's substance thus you change at will,
And yet retain your former figure still.


4 The test-act pafs’d in 1672, enjoined the abjuration of the real presence in the sacrament,

I freely grant you spoke to save your life;
For then you lay beneath the butcher's knife.
Long time you fought, redoubled battery bore,
But, after all, against yourself you swore;
Your former self: for every hour


form Is chopp'd and chang'd, like winds before a storm. Thus fear and interest will prevail with fome; For all have not the gift of martyrdom.

The Panther grin'd at this, and thus reply'd: That men may err was never yet deny’d. But, if that common principle be true, The cannon, dame, is levell’d full at you. But, thunning long disputes, I fain would see That wond'rous wight Infallibility. Is he from heaven, this mighty champion, come: Or lodg'd below in subterranean Rome? First, seat him somewhere, and derive his race, Or elfe conclude that nothing has no place.

Suppose, tho' I disown it, said the Hind, The certain mansion were not yet assign’d: The doubtful residence no proof can bring Against the plain existence of the thing. Because philosophers may disagree, If fight be emilion or reception be, Shall it be thence inferr'd, I do not see? Bit you require an answer positive, Which yet, when I demand, you dare not give; For fallacies in universals live. I then affirm that this unfailing guide In pope and general councils must reside; Both lawful, both combin'd; what one decrees By numerous votes, the other ratifies : On this undoubted fenfe the church relies. "Tis true, some doctors in a fcantier space, I mean, in each apart, contract the place. Some, who to greater length extend the line, The church's aftes-acceptation join.


This lait circumference appears too wide;
The church diffus'd is by the council ty’d;
As members, by their representatives
Oblig'd to laws, which prince and senate gives.
Thus fome contra&, and some enlarge the space :
In pope and council who denies the place,
Alifted from above with God's unfailing grace?
Those canons all the needful points contain ;
Their sense so obvious, and their words fo plain,
That no disputes about the doubtful text
Have hitherto the labouring world perplex’d.
If any should in after-times appear,
New councils must be call'd, to make the meaning clear:
Because in them the power supreme resides ;
And all the promises are to the guides.
This may be taught with found and fafe defence:
But mark how fandy is your own pretence,
Who, setting councils, pope and church aside,
Are every man his own presuming guide.
The sacred books, you say, are full and plain,
And every needful point of truth contain:
All who can read interpreters may be:
Thus, tho' your several churches disagree,
Yet every faint has to himself alone
The secret of this philofophic stone.
These principles your jarring sects unite,
When differing doctors and disciples fight.
Tho' Luther, Zuinglius, Calvin, holy chiefs,
Have made a battle royal of beliefs;
Or like wild horses several ways have whirl'd
The tortur'd text about the christian world ;
Each Jehu lashing on with furious force,
That Turk or Jew could not have ús'd it worse;
No matter what diffenfion leaders make,
Where ev'ry private man may save a stake:
Ruld by the scripture and his own advice,
Each has a blind bye-path to Paradile;

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