that Church to be good, in which they find such excess of Luxury and Pride. For it is most certain, (and most Catholicks will confess it) that it is not the outward Pomp and Splendor of a Church, that denotes it a true one, as some of their Divines would maintain. And indeed, Christ did not promise Pomp, Magnificence, Gold, Riches, or Honour to his Church, but Poverty, Affliction, and Persecution. For my part, I be∣lieve that the truest Church, in which the poor Members are the least bewitch'd and car∣ried away with the interest of the World, especially the Ecclesiasticks, who ought to give example: insomuch, as in my judgement, there are many Catholicks in Rome, of very good reason, that live there, and yet believe Rome to be the most polluted and defil'd Church in the Universe; and for what cause think you? Because they find the Prelates, and Popes themselves, so wedg'd and link'd to Secular advantages, they have not time to think upon God, nor Religion, nor Faith.
In the year 1657. being by accident at Rome, to see the solemn Entry of the Queen of Sweedland, I heard an Expression of a Roman, that gave me so great scandal, that from my Cradle I was not in greater perplexity, than at that time, and all upon occasion of the Grandeur the Pope had usurp'd under pretence of Religion. Being one day in St. Peters Church, to see the aforesaid Queen Baptiz'd, and observing the Pope and Cardinals with most incredible Majesty, walking about in most sumptuous Habits, I turn'd about to my Camerade, and told him, in my judgement I did believe there could not be richer Cloaths seen in the whole World. The Roman heard me, and crowding himself towards us, gave me this answer, The Habits Sir of the Pope, Cardinals, and Prelats, are very rich indeed, but my Wife shews her bare breech for it. Neither my Camerade, nor I, gave him any answer, suspecting him for some Court Spye, that use to insinuate themselves as it were by accident into peoples company, and speak ill of the Pope to make discovery of what their affections are. But this poor Roman spake as he thought, by the rest of his discourse, making it plain, how miserable the people of Rome were, that were forc'd to deny themselves bread, to enable them to pay the Taxes, and Impositions, laid upon them by the Pope. So as the poor man concluded, that the Catholick Religion in the Ecclesiastick State, was the cause of the distress of the people, and of all the plea∣sures and extravagancies in the Ecclesiasticks.
To this purpose, I remember a certain Sermon I heard in a Covent in Rome, and in the presence of two Cardinals, one of them Sacchetti, but the others name I have forgot. The Sermon, and the whole design of it, made such an impression in me, I think of it a hundred times a day, and shall in this place insert the most memorable part of it.
The Preacher was a bare-footed Franciscan, he seem'd a poor pittiful creature to look on, but he was the more experienc'd in morality, and declaim'd with that zeal and vigor against vice, he rais'd devotion in the hearts of his whole Auditory.
The first Sunday in Lent, this Holy Father being got into the Pulpit, in the presence of two Cardinals, and a very great Auditory besides, after an Ave Maria, and two or three cringes with his knee, as is usual, rising up again upon his feet, he put his Cappuce or Cowle upon his head, and pulling it down so low, that we could scarce see his eyes; in which posture, having paus'd a while without speaking a word, fixing his eyes upon the Cardinals that stood before him, without naming any Text at all, he breaks out ab∣ruptly into these words, St. Peter was a fool, St. Paul was a fool, all the Apostles were fools, the Martyrs were fools, and all the Primitive Saints of the Church of Jesus Christ our Redeemer, were fools.
The Cardinals at these words, grew as insensible as Statues; the people on the other side, stood gaping in expectation of what would follow, most of us imagining there was some mystery in the business, and I among the rest admiring what freak this should be, was very well contented to attend, whilst the Father, after some moments of silence, which he had used, on purpose to observe the distraction of the people, began his dis∣course as followeth;
You that are Prelats, do not you believe you shall be sav'd? Yes good Father we do, I know your answer. And you of the common sort of people, you are certain of Para∣dice? Without question you will say yes. Yes say I? By turning night into day, by feasting, sporting, and luxury? with travelling all day in your Coaches, and seeing