The travels of true godliness, from the beginning of the world to this present…

Apost. Sir, I retain the same Principles that I formerly held, and my love is the same to the Town as it was.

Godly, Poor wretch, you own the Principles of the True Religion, and yet cleave to Idolatry and Superstition. The three Worthies of old by your example might have retained Faith and right Principles in their hearts, of the true God, and yet have bowed down to the Golden Image, and so needed not to have exposed themselves to a hot fiery Furnace. Nay, by this Doctrine, who needs suffer Persecution? Besides, it renders all the Martyrs of old to be mere fools and madmen. What do you say, will you return? my company one would think, might allure you.

Godli, Poor wretch, you own the Principles of the True Religion, and yet cleave to Idolatry and Superstition. The three Worthies of old by your example might have retained Faith and right Principles in their hearts, of the true God, and yet have bowed down to the Golden Image, and so needed not to have exposed themselves to a hot fiery Furnace. Nay, by this Doctrine, who needs suffer Persecution? Besides, it renders all the Martyrs of old to be meer fools and madmen. What do you say, will you return? my company one would think, might allure you.

Apostate, No Sir, I have formerly had your company, and I don't find you so pleasant a ⟨p. 104⟩Companion; besides, the Town is sadly divided amongst themselves, those who love you, do not agree,