Swearing and Lying OR AN ANSWER TO THE SWEARING PAMPHLET THat you do fear an Oath I dare not swear Especially if it the cause advance And yet I dare swear that one Oath you fear And that the Oath is of Allegiance To God yet you will swear and to your King Provided that the Oath be mystical You promise and you must perform the thing Though with the Forty 't is to kill Saint Paul You are you say no Quaker to protest Against all Swearing that indeed I grant But if with Rome you swore not East and West How a pox gulpt ye down that Covenant But what an alteration here is made What subjects on a sudden ye commence Maintain the Crown and yet the Church invade Come ye'l yield all things but Obedience But if that great King Conscience says not nay You to the King's Commands will freely yield But is not this that Conscience Sir I pray That has our Land with Blood and Rapine filled What splay-mouthed wish is this let all agree When you the Concord crumble into parts But Knaves of Clubs maugre your Villainy His Majesty shall still be King of Hearts You swear forsooth you will the Crown defend And all the dignity of the Royal Oak But here the thief usurps the name of Friend The Kirk the lvie is of which you spoke With the Apochryphas you cannot bear And your Devotion stumbles at this log And what 's the reason 't is because ye are Like Tobit blind and madder than his Dog But we are got to my Lord Bishop now Whose Government you dare not say is right Sir But shall I tell ye why your teeth ye show Jack has a peack at Aaron for his Mitre I 'll swear and venture all that I am worth That Bishops last as long as King and Queen You have already as the Act holds forth Like baffled Henderson your Doomsday seen That Peter was a Prelate I 'll maintain But that he preached so  I doubt it greatly But by your leave what Peter do you mean Peter that preached at Charing-Cross so lately Peter a Fisher was and so are they Would you be caught you might Salvation get Their Sacred Nets they cast out day by day But it seems all 's not Fish that comes to th' Net As for the Court that Court Ecclesziastick As it is just it merciful appears To wave all others let me instance Bastwick Whose Head being forfeit could compound for 's Ears Archdeacon's Deans and Chapters are the Men Have honour and your envy would implead it Turn over therefore pray your book again 'T is a hard Chapter and you cannot read it spiritual Madam pray what Madam's that Herald's would swear you here false Doctrine teach You refuse Bishoprics away ye prate But Foxes scorn the Grapes they cannot reach For holy Vestments Hollands sit and Lawn But as for naisty Scotch Cloth we 'll have none And if the Kirkists won't to this be drawn Then give 'em Hemp as long as 't will hang on That Paul because here 's mention of a Cloak A Presbyterian was I cannot swear But this upon my Oath may well be spoke All he converted were by Common Prayer You owe Allegiance to the King God save him But on condition Bishops may go down But if he will not do as you would have him You neither value Myter nor yet Crown And yet you seem to like of Mytered men O Conscience see what Interest can do For if instead of one we should have ten 'T is ten to one but one might fall to you In fine you must not sever Church and State If you not both obey you both provoke But if you will not Porter open the Gate And farewel Presbyter farewel long Cloak LONDON Printed in the Year 1666.