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If you, thro’ ſtuddi’d Prejudice, retire
From what the Laws of God, and Man require,
A Legal Force may juſtly then be us’d;
Such Factious Serpents may in time be bruis’d:
My Pow’r’s from God, and in His Word declard,
To thoſe who to my Laws bear no regard,
Heav’ns Puniſhments are Juſt, as to the Good Reward.
The Scriptures whatſoever I Teach contain,
Whats Eaſie I Recite, whats Hard Explain:
Virtue commend to Practice, Sin reprove,
Excite to Faith, Hope, Charity, and Love,
Obedience, Loyalty, Repentance, Prayer,
The uſe of what we Spend, or what we Spare.
Truth I advance, and what is Falſe ſuppreſs,
You can no more than theſe, I do no leſs.
Then tell me what ſtrange Feavour in the Head,
At firſt thoſe Superſtitious Frenzys bred?
From whence you raiſe that cauſeleſs diſcontent,
Which makes you from my Temples thus Diſſent?
Graſhopper.
Superfluous Rites there are, which you maintain,
And hold as Decencies, which I think Vain.
Look back upon your boaſted Pedigree,
One part deriv’d of Romes Idolatry,
From whoſe fantaſtic Cuſtoms you have drawn,
Square Caps, low Bows, your Surpliſs, and your Lawn.
