CHAP. XI. Parsons his vaine clamors and idle ob∣iections reiected.
THis chapter might very well haue taken vp most of Parsons his idle declamation. For as Hierome sayth, Quicquid amens loquitur, vociferatio & clamor appellandus est. * 1.1 That is, Whatsoeuer a mad and brainsicke buzzard talketh, it is to be termed bauling and crying. But we wil only put here his notorious outcries and railing clamors.
Where Sir Francis Hastings hauing promised to answer all the Wardworders cauillations, leaueth him to his han∣ging ward: Lo (saith Parsons) threates that go before argu∣ments. And then he saith, that no fencers, nor swashbucklers, nor cutters of Queene-hiue, or other kilcowes, could euer fol∣low the fray vpon Catholikes more sharply then he and Top∣cliffe. But what néeded all this crie vpon so small occasion? Can he not abide to heare of the hanging ward, himself ta∣king the name of a fencing warder? Againe, why should he talke of threates, when Sir Francis doeth rather prophesie what Parsons wil come to by his treasons, then threaten to follow him for them? Finally, why doth he runne vpon M. Topcliffe with a rabble of railing words, the man being not once mentioned in this place, and being more graue and honest then the chiefe inquisitor of Rome for al his scar∣let robes? This belike is his round answering, distinguished (as he saith, fol. 6.) from rayling. But if his round answe∣ring be no better, he shall declare himselfe to be a stale hack∣ster with his ale-pot termes, and neither good disputer, nor wittie iester, in disputing, intitling traitors Catholikes and Martyrs, which is denied. And in iesting like a hollow rockes eccho, retorting his aduersaries words, & vomiting out nothing else but filthy slaunders, and outworne termes of king Henry the eight his dayes.