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A NEW-YEAR'S GIFT FOR THE POPE
2 The [difference 'twixt Papist and Protestant here,
you [h]aue in a moment debated, The o[n]e loues the Gospell that shineth still cleare,
the other is more subtile-pated, He will not be ruld by the Scriptures large scope, But trusts in Traditions deriu'd from the Pope, By which to be sau'd he doth constantly hope:
Fondfooles, f are decerned, you cannot, &c.
3 True Justice, 'gainst whom no falshood preuailes,
the case for both Parties decideth [An]d here she doth hold vp her vnpartiall Scales,
no fictions nor lyes she abideth: The Pope like a Martialist hardy and stout, [CJomes marching in pompe with all his braue rout, [To] win by his multitude he makes no doubt:
but alas father Pope you cannot, &c.
4 Thus are these two opposites come to the place,
where truth must be proued by tryall, The Pope thinks with greatnesse to carry the grace,
but Iustice hath eyes to descry all: The Scales are made euen, the Bible's in one, Which is the true meanes of Saluation alone, They striuing to passe it, doe striue till they grone:
Yet all is in vaine, they cannot, &c.
5 The Pope seeing he must be tride by the Bible,
did seeke to orecome it by might, He tride by all meanes that for him was possible;
but all he could bring was too light: Their Masses and Dirges, with such superstitions, Decrees and Decretals, with other Traditions, The golden Legend with late new additions:
Tet all is in vaine, they cannot, &c.