a Mechanick ftill, and hadft not ordained thyself a Hedge-Sir John, of an orderlefs Order and unruly Rule, the Original, Rife or Beginning whereof is as uncertain as the Head or Heads of Nile, or the hatching of Woodcocks, for no body can tell from whence it came (See Truth triumphing, pag. 79. The Jefuite a Febufite, p. 904.) a Church, or rather Chappel indeed, that is built upon a Quaking Bog, (mark that) ́or flat Quickfand, without Superior or Inferior in it, like the Knights of King Arthur's (See the Seven Champions of Christendom)Round Table, or the Serpent Amphisbana (of which fee Pliny) that has a Head at both ends.

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Mahomet, the falfe Prophet of the Turks, was the firft Prophet, Patriarch, Founder of the Quakers: For he had trembling Trances, and frantick Fits of the Falling-fickness, in which he had Revelations, Dreams, Vifions, whisper'd into his Ear by a Dove, Pidgeon or Widgeon, that he had inftructed and taught, used to pick Seeds out of his Ear or Ears; which Seeds are the Seeds of your Church as well as his, for they produce the very fame Fruits, Effects,

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Workings in both, and both equally hope to be faved by him. And hence it is, that all your Withes, Longings, Defires, are in the Turks over-running of Christendom; for as both they and you account Fools, Idicts, Madmen, Saints, you do not doubt but to pafs eafily for fuch with them, for your great Abilities in thofe Gifts. And therefore as your Brethren, the aforefaid Turkish Mahometan Fanaticks, deyote, deftine, damn themselves to deftruction, meerly to tire, weary, make work for, and put a stop to the Chriftians in their Wars; and fill up Ditches, Grafts, Trenches with their Bodies, Carcafes, outward Men for their fellow Muffel-men to march over; even ye alfo think to weary out the Officers of Juftice, with your numberless Numbers, and render yourfelves as hard to be caft out as Legion the Devil incorporate did, of whom ye are a Type. See The Stationers Beacon fired, 1200. The Sectary in Sippets, p. 202.

By all which it appears, that ye have a Turk as well as a Pope in your Bellies, and that ye delight in Perfecution, in Affliction, Tribulation, as fome old ex

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travagant fantastick Fornicators find a Pleafure in being whip'd; and out of thefe Sores ingender one another, by equivocal Generation, as Flies blow Maggots, which afterwards become Flies and blow others. See my Rome's Masterpiece, p. 808. Settle-brain for a Sectary, p. 9. A Siringe for a fore Sin jner, p. 78.

That yon are Jefuitical, Romish,Francifcan Frogs, Witches, Sorcerers, appears in that ye meet to quake, tremble, quiver, and converfe with your Spirits, Imps, Familiars, and that ye came from Rome out of the North, from whence Evil and Deftruction cometh, as I have proved, cleared, demonstrated, and evinced in my Quaker Unmask'd, p. 84. Lights Darkness, p. 26. For as the Needle in the Mariner's Compass Trembles, (mark that) and points to the North, even fo do ye, ye trembling, quivering, fhivering Quakers. And as Witches are most frequent in the North, and the colder the Climate is, the apter are the Inhabitants thereof (fee my first Answer to thyfelf) to quake, &c. it follows, that Quakers. and Witches are of the growth of the

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fame place, and both of the fame Nature, Quality and Condition: For as Witches (wim upon the Water like light Scum, even fo are Quakers the Scum of the Earth, that shake themselves like Water-Dogs when they come out of a Pond. See my Popish Royal Favourite, p. 800. Sweet Sips of Stul-favingness, p. 53. Laftly, As Witches liquor their Staves and fly through the Air, even to do Quakers liquor their Throats with inchanted Potions, and gape to fuck in the Air that it may fly through them, and blow the Light within them, (See Emmot and Gilpin, p. 7. Aldermanbury. Bottle opened, p. 10.) at their Exorcifms rather than Exercifes of Devotion..

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Whereas thou fay'ft I was branded, burnt or ftigmatiz'd in the Cheek, 'tis true, I was fo, nor am I at all afham'd of, forry for, or abashed thereat, but rather fet a greater value, on my self therefore, as I believe I have very good caufe, confideration to do, for I was. only us'd like a fealed Measure, burnt, branded for being true. See my Verfes written on this occafion in the Tower of London, in hac verba,

Of this Opinion William Prynne was the Sixth Day of March fix hundred thirty

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Nor was it improper, unfit, or unbecoming a Man of my Profeffion, Cloath, Vocation, that is, to measure equal Law, Right, Juftice, between Man and Man. See Truth Triumphing, p. 10. The Pricking Provender of Prelacy, p. 907.

As for the Jefuits, who thou fay'st made use of the Scraps of my Ears, to bewitch the Quakers, &c. If they did fo, it was no fault of mine, nor am I bound to answer for it; for when the aforefaid Parings, Scraps, Shreds, were fever'd from my Freehold, they were! no longer mine, nor am I to be accountable for the evil Administration of them, when they were out of my Power, Charge, Tuition. But if they had been in my own Poffeffion, and the Jefuits had ftoll'n them to bewitch the Quakers; to liften to their Enchantments, it is. not just that I fhould anfwer for their Ears and my own too. See Speculum Infoct, p. 95. The Frantick Francifcan, P. 700. A Hole pick'd in the Pope's Coat,