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TRVTH, No longer TRUTH, but turned into Gall and Wormwood: OR, An ANSWER to a late Pamphlet written by M. Burton, and entituled, Truth, still Truth, though shut out of Doors.
IT was the law of the Areopagite Judges, that those that pleaded before them, should plead without prefacing, and without passion. M. Burton quite contrary to this law, first begins with a Preface, and then writes a book so full of passion, as that whosoever reads it will acknowledge, that at least when he wrote it, he was not only 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, (as he con∣fesseth of himself, pa. 2.) but (if I may invent a word to expresse that which cannot be expressed by any word now in use) 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, a man, not only of like passions with others, but made up all of passion; and that whosoever will contend with him, shall be loaded with dirt, rather then with arguments, and forced not so much to answer Objections, as to wipe off aspersions. For my part, I will not defile my self, nor my an∣swer with reckoning up all the opprobries and calumnies that are cast up∣on me, not only collaterally and obliquely (as the supposed pen-man of the Pamphlet, as he cals it, to which he frames his Reply) but di∣rectly and by name. Only I crave leave to present this true, but short character of his book. His words are swords and spears, rather then words. He fights with his heels, rather then with his head, and kicks, rather then argues, and whips, rather then answers. Scarce any man since Monta∣gues Appeal hath written with more bitternesse. I may say of him, as D. Rivet doth of Bishop Montague, This man cannot mention a man from whom be differs, though but in sleight matters, without a reproach. And as Plato said to Diogenes, when he trod upon the pride of Plato, Thou tread∣est upon my pride with greater pride: So doth M. Burton tread upon me, and whatsoever is blame worthy in me, with a pride more then Episco∣pall. And surely, if to be railed upon and reviled be sufficient to bring a man into discredit, then must I be esteemed as 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, as the dung, off-scouring, and filth of the world. But to all