The history of popery, or, Pacquet of advice from Rome the fourth volume containing the lives of eighteen popes and the most remarkable occurrences in the church, for near one hundred and fifty years, viz. from the beginning of Wickliff's preaching, to the first appearance of Martin Luther, intermixt with several large polemical discourses, as whether the present Church of Rome be to be accounted a Church of Christ, whether any Protestant may be present at Mass and other important subjects : together with continued courants, or innocent reflections weekly on the distempers of the times.

The COURANT.

Truem.

WIll not the blind self-seeking party leave Snares for themselves with their own hands to weave? Will not the Serpent cease to bruise their Heels, Whom he pursues, though broken heads he feels? Will harmless Doves never become so wise To know the Birds of prey through their disguise? 'Till they are all beguil'd with painted shows, And quite devour'd by Buzzard, Kites and Crows?

Tory.

What art thou mumbling over a Whig-charm, or some of Withers's Rhymes? prethee speak to the purpose, and tell us what news? how joggs the slippery world?

Truem.

I seldome read Gazets, nor much trouble my head with the motions of the superiour Orbs. Commend me to the poor ho∣nest Muscovite, who resolves all Inquiries with this profound Re∣ply, —God and our Great DUKE knows all.

Tory.

What, dost take me for an Informer, or an Irish Evidence? I do not mean matters of State man! But how fare our Observators, our Thompsons's, our Heraclitus's, and all our good friends?

Truem.

Brisk, bonny and rampant! O the effects of a promising Midsummer-moon! Heraelitus takes upon him to Libel Dukes and Earls Cum Privilegio, and bids defiance to Scandalum Magnatum, and all Law, but that of a Fullers-Rents (••dgel. Thompson Re∣priev'd from the Pillory till next Term, hopes to hand it over to Michaelmas ('tis an easie matter to swear that Teague is sick, and Dermond and Shaire out of Town) in the mean time he vapours and swaggers, and tells the World N. 16. That he doubts not but to prove his damnable lies by sixty witnesses, if a Christian Jury can but be retorned. The meaning of which is, a Jury of Papists, for Nat's prompters acknowledge none but Roman Ca∣tholicks for Christians.—O Tempora! O Mores! What an age are we faln into, when such a wretched Miscreant, the Off scouring of Jayls, and common Spout of Popish slaunders, dares Arraign the Justice of the Nation, and scandalize the most Honourable City in the World, as if it contain'd generally a pack of Heathers and Villains, without honor, honesty or Conscience, so abandon'd to partiality and perjuries, that scarce twelve honest men could be hoped to be found amongst them, and all this with Impunity!

Tory.

Well! well! honest Nat for all this passes for a Loyal useful fellow, and went very diligently last Sunday to see the Laws put in Execution against the Conventicle in Jewen street, for the hononr of the Protestant Religion.—But have you forgot Hodge?

Truem.

No Sir! but since he has got that infallible trick of a Scold, resolv'd to have the last word, 'twere no great matter (if for a pennance) we let him chatter alone, and observe upon himself for a Moneth or two. However, out of a pitty to the old Drudge, that he may not want Subject, and so be forc'd to trump up more Scotch Letters, we shall bestow upon him a Remark touching that passage Observ. 143. That the Inscription on the Monument is a rank reflection on the Papists: You must note this Inscription has long lain heavy on this Gentlemans stomack, and made it Rejounce several times before. Divers Parliaments have been satisfied that London was burnt by the Treachery of Papists; one of that Crew was legally Condemned and Executed for it; the whole Body of the City convinc'd thereof, ordered that Inscrip∣tion, and that great and upright Statesman, the Right Honou∣rable the Lord Chancellor, in that excellent Speech at the Sen∣tence of that Popish Traitour Stafford, (for which as I understand he receiv'd the thanks of the whole House of Lords) mentions it as a thing out of dispute,—Does any man (says his Lordship) now begin to doubt how London came to be burnt? Yet after all this, comes Squire Fiddle-faddle the Observator, Rowland Pep∣pins Herauld, Roger L'Estrange the Pamphlet-monger, and he, forsooth, will have it otherwise, and acquit his Clients the Papists of that Villany, and by his good will, would tear down both the Inscription and Monument.

Which yet we hope shall teach Ages to come, To hate the Treacheries of Barbarous Rome.