Poor Robin's jests: or, The compleat jester Being a collection of several jests not heretofore published. Now newly composed and written by that well-known gentleman, Poor Robin, knight of the burnt island, and well-willer to the mathematicks. Together with the true and lively effigies of the said author. Licensed Feb. 2. 1666. Roger L'Estrange.

The Jesuite and Fryar.

A Jesuite preaching at the great Church in Padua, towards the end of his Ser∣mon, he fell into a large commendation of the Order of the Jesuites, extolling it a∣bove all the religious Orders that then were, or ever had been in the world, giving God thanks, that he had the happiness to be of that Order; and in the close of his discourse, he told his Auditory that he would acquaint them with a Vision which he had lately seen: The other night (said he) I dreamed that I was in Hell, where me thought I saw Popes, Emperours, Kings, Queens, Cardinals, Bishops, Abbots, Monks, Fryars, and some of all sorts of men both Ecclesiastical and secular, but not one Je∣suite amongst them all; which made me to bless God that ever I was born to be of so blessed a Society; which though it had sent so many thousands of that holy Order to the Grave, yet never any of them went

to Hell; and so he concluded his Sermon with a fresh Encomium of the Society of Jesuits. The next Sunday after, a Domi∣nican Fryar preached in the same Church, and he also, towards the end of his Sermon fell upon the high praises of the Order of the Jesuits; repeating much of the Jesuits Ser∣mon the day before, and bewayling him∣self that it was not his fortune to be of that holy Order, whereof none ever went to Hell, as the Reverend Father had told them the day before; at last he told the people, that he also had seen a Vision, and dreamed likewise one night that he was in Hell, where he saw Popes, Emperours, Kings, Cardinals, and all sorts of Orders, as the Je∣suit had notably shewed them the day be∣fore; but not a Jesuite (said the Fryar) could be seen amongst them all: then thought I to my self, O what a blessed Or∣der is this, that there should not be a Jesuit there! and still I cast my eyes all over Hell, wishing my self had been a Jesuit and not a Dominican, to see not one piece of that Order there: At last me thought I beckon∣ed a little Devil to me, and askt softly in his ear, whether there were any Jesuits in that place or no? He answered, That there were none there, but that they were kept

in a Hell by themselves, which is a great room under this, where (said the little Devil) there be abundance of them; and they come hither so fast, that my Master Lucifer scarce knows were to bestow them; and besides, they are so unruly, that if they were not kept by themselves, every body would be soon weary of this place: adding withal, that his Master durst not let them have any Gun-powder, for fear they should blow up Hell it self.