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When Vertue's Standard Ecclesiasticks bear	A
Their sacred Robe the noblest Minds revere	B
All to its Guidance do their Thoughts submit	C
But such who triumph in licentious Wit	C
And nauseous Mirth as high Desert esteem	D
When rais'd by Scorn upon Religion's Theme	D
As Kings by Right Divine o'er Nations sway	E
As the most worthy their high Pow'rs obey	E
Homage by all is to the Priesthood born	F
And none but Fools their Heav'nly Pastors scorn	F
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Yet censure not the Muse's Freedom here	G
If urg'd by Errors she must seem severe	B
Tho' keen her Satyr she no Envy bears	H
Tho' Priests she lashes she their Function spares	H
Nor for ill Members such the Clergy calls	I
But on their Shame and not their Glory falls	I
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Of all the Plagues with which the World is curst	C
Time has still prov'd that Priestcraft is the worst	C
By some what Notions thro' the World are spread	C
On Falshoods grounded and from Int'rest bred	C
Errour has still the giddy World perplext	C
Whilst Scripture gilds it with some sacred Text	C
This wild Opinions Strife and Faction brings	J
The Bane of Nations the Misrule of Kings	J
Priests oft profane what they from Heav'n derive	K
Some live by Legends some by Murders thrive	K
Some sell their Gods and Altar Rites deface	L
With Doctrines some the Brain sick People craze	M
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The Pagan prey on slaughter'd Wretches Fates	N
The Romish fatten on the best Estates	N
The British stain what Heav'n has right confest	C
And Sectaries the Scriptures falsly wrest	C
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Amongst the Tribe how few are as they ought	C
Clear in their Souls instructive in their Thought	C
The Good like Prophets shew their Precepts pure	O
The Ill with Craft the Heav'nly Light obscure	O
False to their Trust they lead their Flocks astray	E
And with their Errors cloud the sacred Way	E
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Tho' artless Numbers may my Verses throng	P
Yet now Religion's Cause inspires my Song	P
Undaunted then my Muse thy Purpose say	E
And for the Church thy warmest Zeal display	E
An Erring Prelate let thy Lays proclaim	Q
And sing the Convocation's sacred Fame	Q
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When dire Confusion bore a dreadful Hand	C
And sore Divisions shook the guilty Land	C
When Schisms rent the Church Faction the State	C
And Schoolmens Quarrels did new Broils create	C
'Midst Crowds of Libels publish'd to enrage	R
Writ to corrupt but not t'improve the Age	R
Forth to the World from a Learn'd Author came	Q
Two which bear Censures equal to their Fame	Q
By some admired and by some contemn'd	C
Prais'd by the Vulgar by his Peers condemn'd	C
If from Sincerity Faith ought can claim	Q
Hard Deprivations theirs aloud proclaim	Q
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Next Ordination to explode he seems	S
Orders are Trifles Church Commissions Dreams	S
The Sense it self these Explanations own	T
Which none unbyass'd can as just disown	T
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What more can Deists to the Church reply	U
They in this wise her Sacraments deny	U
Against her Canons and her Forms combine	V
And with such Wretches will a Bishop joyn	V
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The Topmost Sequel next of his Essays	M
The Pulpit trumpets and the Press displays	M
New Doctrines still advanc'd the World alarm	W
And all his Brethren with Resentment warm	X
Ye Pow'rs If Priests thus their own Craft betray	E
If what they should conceal themselves display	E
Atheists may well mysterious Rights deride	C
Nor suffer sacred Faith as Reason's Guide	C
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But whilst th'Infection thro' the Nation flies	Y
A Rev'rend Author to the Work replies	Y
Oh SNAPE what Charms thy Genius here bestows	Z
Where nervous Sense in candid Smoothness flows	Z
Sublime thy Thought with no harsh Stile defil'd	C
Bold in thy Charge yet in Expressions mild	C
Reason Divine in each illustrious Page	R
Points out those Errors which you here engage	R
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So Henry wrote by Heav'n inspir'd when he	A2
From Luther's Errors strove the Faith to free	A2
When that great Title in Return was born	V
Which has e're since by British Kings been worn	V
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The Gospel's Light does here such Clouds dispel	B2
As Magus's Witchcraft by th'Apostle fell	B2
So wrote that Tribe in sacred Annals past	C
When Nations yielded and the Faith embrac'd	C
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The Clergy now in Convocation meet	C
And in Debate on these new Doctrines sit	C
No Contest in th'inferiour House arose	Z
But one Consent these dang'rous Errors shews	Z
None cou'd oppose So plain did they appear	B
Nor Doubts could rise their Innocence to clear	B
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He who a Priest a Prelate's Doctrine blam'd	C
Is now a Prelate here himself arraign'd	C
He who did once a worthy Doctor gall	C2
Finds now just Judgment on his Errors fall	C2
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The first is Moss appointed in this Cause	Z
Who the sharp Charge against this Church man draws	Z
On his sweet Tongue learn'd Elocution dwells	Z
Which in loud Strains the World their Duty tells	Z
His smooth Persuasions Men from Ills entice	Z
Reveal the Gospel and dipel their Vice	Z
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Next Learned Sprat in this Performance joins	Z
Who sprung from a late Pious Prelate's Loins	Z
His Father's Goodness did his Function grace	Z
And the Son's Vertues do his Footsteps trace	Z
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Next Florid Biss the glorious Cause maintains	Z
Who vast Applause from just Attention gains	Z
Vert'ous his Soul his Mind does Wisdom shew	D2
And wholsome Doctrines from his Learning flow	E2
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Sherlock's a Name that ever will survive	K
For the dead Sire does in the Son revive	K
Amidst the Clan the Son is nam'd t'oppose	Z
The Ill that from such Innovations grows	Z
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Next in the List but not the least is Friend	C
Worthy the Cause now chosen to defend	C
Let tutour'd Youth his wondrous Learning prove	F2
As to the Church his Actions do his Love	G2
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Cannon and Davies Barrel Dawson stand	C
And act in Concert with this sacred Band	C
These to the Upper House are nam'd to give	H2
The Charge which there they with Consent receive	I2
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But e're the Aim of all this Zeal was done	V
It here was vanquish'd when 'twas scarce begun	V
As Jove on high Olympus feign'd to sway	E
With Thunder parted an immortal Fray	E
To end the Jarrs that in Religion fall	C2
GEORGE from the Throne at once prorogues 'em all	C2
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But thus the Parties more incens'd with Rage	R
Cease not the Contest but new Conflicts wage	R
In Print their Quarrels still confuse the World	C
And Libels now promiscuously are hurl'd	C
Their Trumpet Scandal loud Detraction sounds	Z
Diffuses Lies and Reputations wounds	Z
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Thus Paper Squibs wing'd from the Presses fly	U
Alarm inflame and loud for Answers cry	U
Answers pursue th'Attack Both Parties write	C
Pens are their Swords and Papers urge the Fight	C
The Chiefs with Conduct both maintain the Day	E
Others confound but none decide the Fray	E
Those best succeed whose Works the Curious buy	U
Whilst Scrawls neglected on the Compter lie	U
But still the Press supplies each empty Brain	V
No Cyclop Authors form the Bolts in vain	V
Thence they rush forth and do the War sustain	V
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As thus they 'ngage amidst this Clash of Arms	Z
Quills I shou'd say that thus the Town alarms	Z
A Minor Phillips now Romance is scarce	Z
Seizes Religion as a Plot for Farce	Z
His Muse grown weary of the Northern Climes	Z
Strives here to raise dull Satyr from the Times	Z
The High Church now with double Rage he wounds	Z
Faith serves for Mirth the Clergy for Buffoons	Z
Yet the wise Work to aid a Churchman means	Z
The aptest Hero for such low stil'd Scenes	Z
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Demetrius aims to copy his Design	V
Jo's ridicul'd that Ben again may shine	V
The worthiest all the Spleens of Wretches raise	Z
And Farce to deck the Lawn bestows the Bays	Z
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Libels the Convocation now abuse	Z
Which not worth Notice wou'd but pall the Muse	Z
Answers to Snape the World's Attention claim	Q
But pass unheeded like each Author's Fame	Q
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B r's chief Letter bears the great Applause	Z
For Learning varnishes the vilest Cause	Z
Oft casts false Beauties and obscures each Taint	C
Makes Right look wrong th'Offender seem the Saint	C
Howe'er thro' Eloquence there still are view'd	C
The Charge evaded but the Guilt pursu'd	C
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Now H dly's Text Trap's Genius does convey	E