ABSTRACT
This was reserv'd, Great Barnivelt, for Thee, 5 To save this Land from dangerous Mystery. But thou too gently hast laid on thy Satyr; What awes the World is Envy and ill Nature. Can Popish Writings do the Nations good? Each Drop of Ink demands a Drop of Blood. 10 A Papist wear the Lawrel! is it fit? o Button! summon all thy Sons of Wit! Join in the common Cause e'er 'tis too late; Rack your Inventions some, and some in time translate. If all this fail, let Faggot, Cart, and Rope, 15 Revenge our Wits and Statesmen on a Pope.
