IN Holy-Record we do read,
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Of a Nathaniel indeed;
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A Man of Christ gave that Stile,
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An Israelite in whoms no Guile.
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Our day yields a Nathaniel,
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A Popish-Brat, Spewd out of Hell;
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A Man that is in very Deed,
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The off-spring of the Serpents Seed.
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His Malice notes him void of Grace,
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His Lying doth shew hes of that Race;
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For as the Serpent spake at first,
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To Man of God, but made him Curst.
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So doth this Man speak Loyalty,
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That Law and Gospel would destroy;
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He Serpent-like, at heels doth bite,
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Of those whose Heads he cannot smite.
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He feeds on Dust, but gapes for Blood,
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A Man of note, but not for good;
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You this vile person may compare,
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with worst that either were or are.
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For if with Cain you do begin,
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This Man surpasseth him for sin;
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In wrath his Brother he did slay,
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This in cold Blood kills evesy day:
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His Vipers Tongue kills by his word,
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More than he can do with drawn Sword.
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When Lamech once a Man had killd,
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His Conscience was with horror filld;
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Tho this Mans Tongue be fully bent,
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To kill and slay the Innocent;
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Yet he his Conscience doth so fear,
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That he not God, nor Judgment fear.
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Read of the World that once was drownd,
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and no such one was in it found;
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Nay, search the New and you will see,
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Few with this Man compard can be.
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If cursed Ham did so Transgress,
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To see his Fathers Nakedness;
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How guilty is he that doth Ayme,
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To see and Trumpet all Mens Shame;
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Yea, Loyal Peers, that Fathers be,
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Their shame this Man doth long to see;
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And like to a Trumpet he doth sound,
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Those Guilty, that are Guiltless found
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Like Nimrods Dog with open Throat,
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This Hound hunts fiercely for the Pope;
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He loud doth baul upon the Scent,
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Of Juries and of Parliament;
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As though his hopes were, that he may,
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Have blood of such to be his Prey.
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For scoffing hes an Ishmael,
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With Esau can his Birthright sell;
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We read of none so Active found,
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In Egypt, Israel to drownd;
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As this home Satan doth provoke,
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To be the Agent of the Pope.
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The Corah and Abiram were,
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Not with this Man for to compare;
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