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A Caueat for Howlet, and the rest of his darke broode.
PARSONS HOVVLET, I am muche beholding to you for youre good remembrance, in your flatte∣ring, fraudulent & presumptuous e∣pistle, dedicated to our moste grati∣ous Soueraign, the Queenes most excellent Maiesty. VVho would haue thought, that after twenty three yeares, in the cleare lighte of the gospell, such an obscure owle as your selfe, vvhome all the kindly birds of the day must needes vvonder at, durste euer haue fluttered foorth in the broade day and skriched oute in her Maiesties eares, suche notable vntrueths and vvicked asseuerations, com∣plaining of the harde case and greeuous persecu∣tions, 〈◊〉〈◊〉 of youre Catholiques (as you call* 1.1 them:) her highnes being a prince of such knowlege, so setled and confirmed in the truth of Christs 〈◊〉〈◊〉, that al your deuises, flattering & fawning spea∣ches, conspiracies and traiterous attempts, shall ne∣uer* 1.2 (I trust,) be able by Gods grace, eyther to fear or remoue, from that glorious trueth, which shec hath* 1.3 professed to maynteine and continue to the vtter∣most end of her life. The causes that moued youre dedication, (though the matter were not your own)* 1.4