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An humble apology for non-conformists with modest and serious reflections on the Friendly debate…
An humble apology for non-conformists with modest and serious reflections on the Friendly debate and the continuation thereof / by a lover of truth and peace.
S.l. : s.n., 1669
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Whereas 'tis said, That there it at much to be said for a Ministers wearing a Surplice, at for his ⟨p. 47⟩wearing a white Cap; and that there is no more reason for any to be offended to see a Minister wear a black Hood, or a Surplice, than to see him wear a white Cap under a black.
It may be answered, That the Surplice is a Garment commanded to be worn by the Minister in Chapel or Church, and for the time of his Administration only: The Cap is ad libitum, at his choice, and worn at all times, and places, and employments alike; and not appropriated to holy persons or holy services; and what more reason why any man should be offended to see a white Cap under a black, than to see a little black Jack tipped with Silver? As for the Bishops Lawn Sleeves, (whatever the Judge said) I hope they shall not choke me. The Cassock was a Garment for a Soldier, and may well enough become those of the Spiritual Militia. The Cirsingle, as 'tis called, is not for us Nonconformists, being turned out to Grass: Yet I would much rather choose to have it about my Middle, than my Neck; and to wear a Girdle, than to want a Blessing.
It may be answered, That the Surplice is a Garment commanded to be worn by the Minister in Chapel or Church, and for the time of his Administration onely: The Cap is ad libitum, at his choice, and worn at all times, and places, and employments alike; and not appropriated to holy persons or holy services; and what more reason why any man should be offended to see a white Cap under a black, than to see a little black Jack tipp'd with Silver? As for the Bishops Lawn Sleeves, (whatever the Judge said) I hope they shall not choak me. The Cassock was a Garment for a Souldier, and may well enough become those of the Spiritual Militia. The Cirsingle, as 'tis call'd, is not for us Nonconformists, being turn'd out to Grass: Yet I would much rather chuse to have it about my Middle, than my Neck; and to wear a Girdle, than to want a Blessing.