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Me thinkes it should be no tedious work to you to answer the Quaeres, for you do it as easily and idlely as may be. But O the great Knot that calls for a great wedge to rend it: John came in the spirit of Elias, in the spirit of his zeale, not with the same spirit and soule, therefore there is not to be any thoughts of any transmigrations. Sir, I have your meaning, yours in their bold actions come in the spirit of Isaiah, Jeremiah, Ezekiel, &c. as John did in the spirit of Elias: we believe the last, because Christ told us so, but who are you that tels us covertly the first, that yours come in the spirit of the Prophets? we see nothing of spirit or practice to yours that is like to Isaiah, Jeremiah, Ezekiel, &c. but as an Artichoke is like an Oyster, well worth midsummer con∣ceits: the man conceited he was sent as Isaiah, and therefore hee puts off his cloathes and stands on top of the market Crosse. If the Scripture had told us halfe so much of yours as it hath told us of John and Elias, we might have given you some hearing; you know for the one we have Divine writings, for yours, comming in the spirits of the Prophets, we have vaine janglings; yet that which I told you of transmigrations, is a patch of these times of errours, or else the resurrection of the prophets. The Adorers of John Robins, (and you with yours are very fit to be such) tell us they meet with the Apostles and Prophets upon the earth every day; and I suppose your Transers heads are full of Jolly Robins too, for they would make us believe they are Prophets, and more then Prophets too: So they are, for they are false Prophets, and if they be any thing else in their unwarranted actions, they are the false Apes of the true Prophets. Nor neede you thinke it strange I speake of transmigrations, for these monstrous last times have brought us out all kinde of prodigious follies. Have we not them that have affirmed themselves to be Christ among us? And of late yeeres doting has beene so in fashion, that divers vani∣ties and blasphemies have come to view. I'le give you a touch of some, and the Lord knowes there are many in the nature of these every day rising, and likely to rise more through the liberty of prophesying. In a Synod at Oxford there was once presented to the Bishop of Canterburie, Stephen Langton, a young man, that said he was Christ, and shewed the wounds, markes in his hands,