4
LE LUTRIN
Canto i.
Allighting swift before the Pompous Pile
Of her proud Pallace, stood and paws'd a while.
Thence with observing eye, her Empire viewing,
Fomented Feuds and Warrs thereon ensuing,
Hatred, and variance, her self she blesses,
Applauds her Wit in these Atchiev'd successes;
From Norwich there, and Bristol Coaches, she
Legions of Tories dear, arriv'd might see,
And could her Vassals boast of all Degrees,
Cittizens, Nobles, Clerks, Priests, Dignities;
But above all her Feats renown'd in stories,
In this she Prides her self, in this she Glories,
That Troops of Barr-gowns rang'd under her Banner
Had routed Themes, and now Triumph't on her;
And yet she saw, and rag'd, and Griev'd to see
One Church disturb this rare Felicity,
One Church to brave her triumphs; one Alone
Threaten to shake the firmness of her Throne,
That amidst all these Herricanes and Scuffles
No breath of Stormy Wind it's Quiet ruffles.
Needs must so Odious a sight as this
Awake her Rage, make all her Serpents hiss;
With Stygian Aconite her mouth she fills,
From glaring eyes she streams of Flame distills:
"What? (said she with a tone made windows Quiver,)
"Have I been able hitherto to Shiver
"The Union 'twixt Cordeliers, Carmelites,
"Dominicans, Franciscans, Minorites,
"Betwixt the Molinists, the Celestines,
"Jansenists, Jesuites, and Augustines?
"Have I by secreet Arts, nourisht the Stickle
"Between the Church-men, and the Contenticle?
"And shall one Paultry Chappel dare to Brave me;
"Nay hope in time to it's nice Laws t' inslave me?
Of her proud Pallace, stood and paws'd a while.
Thence with observing eye, her Empire viewing,
Fomented Feuds and Warrs thereon ensuing,
Hatred, and variance, her self she blesses,
Applauds her Wit in these Atchiev'd successes;
From Norwich there, and Bristol Coaches, she
Legions of Tories dear, arriv'd might see,
And could her Vassals boast of all Degrees,
Cittizens, Nobles, Clerks, Priests, Dignities;
But above all her Feats renown'd in stories,
In this she Prides her self, in this she Glories,
That Troops of Barr-gowns rang'd under her Banner
Had routed Themes, and now Triumph't on her;
And yet she saw, and rag'd, and Griev'd to see
One Church disturb this rare Felicity,
One Church to brave her triumphs; one Alone
Threaten to shake the firmness of her Throne,
That amidst all these Herricanes and Scuffles
No breath of Stormy Wind it's Quiet ruffles.
Needs must so Odious a sight as this
Awake her Rage, make all her Serpents hiss;
With Stygian Aconite her mouth she fills,
From glaring eyes she streams of Flame distills:
"What? (said she with a tone made windows Quiver,)
"Have I been able hitherto to Shiver
"The Union 'twixt Cordeliers, Carmelites,
"Dominicans, Franciscans, Minorites,
"Betwixt the Molinists, the Celestines,
"Jansenists, Jesuites, and Augustines?
"Have I by secreet Arts, nourisht the Stickle
"Between the Church-men, and the Contenticle?
"And shall one Paultry Chappel dare to Brave me;
"Nay hope in time to it's nice Laws t' inslave me?
And
