London was Troy novant, it is, Troy le grand, it will be Troy l'extinct. p. 227.1 I see you bringing Pickaxes to dig down your own Walls, and Springing Mines to blow up your own houses, and kindling sparks that will set all in a flame, pag. 223. They which were rich owners, must then wander abroad for relief,2 and be glad to beg gratuities or be glad to kiss the feet of the adversary for an Alms, out of his own fullness; and happy were I, if I could here make an end, and the last post were arrived. But after all other extremities Conscience at last comes to her punishment, this must be made a Captive. Men are not only locked out of their houses, but out of their Temples; their goods are not only enforced from […], but they are deprived of the Pearl; their liberties are not only lost, but the freedom of the Ordinances, pure Doctri•• Worship and Faith are in bondage, and the Soul enthralled▪ Men •hat will not permute a God, and suffer their Faith ⟨image ?⟩to be new […] either run or […] for it. Your looking-glass will be snatched away, your bright Diamond shivered in pieces; this goodly City of yours all in shards; ye may seek for a threshold of your ancient dwellings, for a pillar of your pleasant habitations, and not find them; nothing left but naked streets or naked fields of shelter, &c. But this is but the misery of Stone-work, of arches, dormers, and roofs; but what will you say when it comes […] skin work, arms, necks and bowels? Ye which have walked the streets in state, may then run the streets in distractions, with one leg, or half an arm, they may beg the preservation of the rest of your members: What inventions will ye then be put to, to save your lives? Your tears will not rescue, nor your gold redeem you, but your veins must weep, as well as your eyes; and your sides be watered, as well as your cheeks; when they allow you no showers of rain, but showers of blood to wash your streets, when you shall see no men in your Corporation, but the mangled Citizen; and hear no noise in the street, but the cries and shrieks, yells and pants, of gasping, dying men: when ye shall see your Kindred slain in one place, your Wives in another, your Children in a third, and your selves at last (it may be) cut in two, to increase the number of the dead carcasses.
London was Troy novant, it is, Troy le grand, it will be Troy l'extinct. p. 227.1 I see you bringing Pickaxes to dig down your own Walls, and Springing Mines to blow up your own houses, and kindling sparks that will set all in a flame, pag. 223. They which were rich owners, must then wander abroad for relief,2 and be glad to beg gratuities or be glad to kiss the feet of the adversary for an Almes, out of his own fulness; and happy were I, if I could here make an end, and the last post were arrived. But after all other extremities Conscience at last comes to her punishment, this must be made a Captive. Men are not only lockt out of their houses, but out of their Temples; their goods are not only enforced from 〈…〉, but they are deprived of the Pearl; their liberties are not only lost, but the freedom of the Ordinances, pure Doctri•• Worsh•p and Faith are in bondage, and the Soul enthralled▪ Men •hat will not permute a God, and suffer their Faith ⟨image ?⟩to be new 〈…〉 either run or 〈…〉 for it. Your looking-glass will be snatcht away, your bright Diamond shiver'd in pieces; this goodly City of yours all in sheards; ye may seek for a threshold of your ancient dwellings, for a pillar of your pleasant habitations, and not finde them; nothing left but naked streets or naked fields of shelter, &c. But this is but the misery of Stone-work, of arches, dormans, and roofs; but what will you say when it comes 〈…〉 skin work, arms, necks and bowels? Ye which have walked the streets in state, may then run the streets in destractions, with one leg, or half an arm, they may beg the preservation of the rest of your members: What inventions will ye then be put to, to save your lives? Your tears will not rescue, nor your gold redeem you, but your veins must weep, as well as your eyes; and your sides be watered, as well as your cheeks; when they allow you no showres of rain, but showres of blood to wash your streets, when you shall see no men in your Corporation, but the mangled Citizen; and hear no noise in the street, but the cryes and shreeks, yells and pants, of gasping, dying men: when ye shall see your Kindred slain in one place, your Wives in another, your Children in a third, and your selves at last (it may be) cut in two, to encrease the number of the dead carcasses.
- 1M▪ Rreves Gods […]M▪ Rreves Gods 〈…〉
- 2Dr. Usher.Dr. Vsher.
