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TroposchemmalogiaTroposchēmalogia
Troposchemmalogia: Tropes and figures; or, A treatise of the metaphors, allegories, and express similitudes, &c. contained in the Bible of the Old and New Testament To which is prefixed, divers arguments to prove the divine authority of the Holy Scriptures wherein also 'tis largely evinced, that by the great whore, mystery Babylon is meant the Papal hierarchy, or present state and church of Rome. Philologia sacra, the second part. Wherein the schemes, or figures in Scripture, are reduced under their proper heads, with a brief explication of each. Together with a treatise of types, parables, &c. with an improvement of them parallel-wise. By B. KTroposchēmalogia: Tropes and figures; or, A treatise of the metaphors, allegories, and express similitudes, &c. contained in the Bible of the Old and New Testament To which is prefixed, divers arguments to prove the divine authority of the Holy Scriptures wherein also 'tis largely evinced, that by the great whore, mystery Babylon is meant the Papal hierarchy, or present state and church of Rome. Philologia sacra, the second part. Wherein the schemes, or figures in Scripture, are reduced under their proper heads, with a brief explication of each. Together with a treatise of types, parables, &c. with an improvement of them parallel-wise. By B. K
London: printed by John Darby, 1682
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.
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Let us take heed we have not grey Hairs upon us, and know it not. Is not England, and the Church of God in England, grown here of late grey-headed? O what Signs and Symptoms of Ruin are there upon us! I will leave you to find them out. Where is that Love and Zeal that was once? Is not the World got into the very Hearts of Professors? Do they not follow after the Wind, and pursue the East Wind? Are they not like an empty Vine? Doth not every one mind his own carnal Interest? Have not Strangers devoured our Strength? Are we not become like a silly Dove without an Heart? Is not Whoredom and Superstition amongst us? Doth not our Pride testify against us? And is not our Goodness like the Morning-Cloud? Where is that Love and Bowels which should be in us towards one another? Are not some of the Things, yea, the great Things of God's Law, accounted by us as strange Things? Search further, and more grey Hairs will appear. Are we not divided and broken in Judgment? Can a Nation divided against it self, long stand? — Are there not many faithful Ministers snatched away in a short time? Is not this the Fore-runner of some dismal Calamity? Have not we had many fearful Signs in the Heavens? And are not the Evening-Wolves come out of their Holes? Besides all this, let every Soul search and see what grey Hairs he hath upon himself.
LEt us take heed we have not gray Hairs upon us, and know it not. Is not England, and the Church of God in England, grown here of late gray-headed? O what Signs and Symptoms of Ruine are there upon us! I will leave you to find them out. Where is that Love and Zeal that was once? Is not the World got into the very Hearts of Professors? Do they not follow after the Wind, and pursue the East Wind? Are they not like an empty Vine? Doth not every one mind his own carnal Interest? Have not Strangers devoured our Strength? Are we not become like a silly Dove without an Heart? Is not Whoredom and Superstition amongst us? Doth not our Pride testify against us? And is not our Goodness like the Morning-Cloud? Where is that Love and Bowels which should be in us towards one another? Are not some of the Things, yea, the great Things of God's Law, accounted by us as strange Things? Search further, and more gray Hairs will appear. Are we not divided and broken in Judgment? Can a Nation divided against it self, long stand? — Are there not many faithful Ministers snatch'd away in a short time? Is not this the Fore-runner of some dismal Calamity? Have not we had many fearful Signs in the Heavens? And are not the Evening-Wolves come out of their Holes? Besides all this, let every Soul search and see what gray Hairs he hath upon himself.