STop Perkin , stop ; Perkin Warbeck , Prince Pretty-man of Lime , the Taunton Comet , and Ignis Fatuus of the West , has with open Violence broken into the Church of Wells , thrown the Pulpit out of the Windows , and run away with the Roof . He hath Rob'd us of all our Spiritual Ornaments , like Sir William Waller , all under pretence of Popish Reliques ; Consecrated Plate , Gallons and Pottles : We have not a Cup nor Chalice left to wet the Lips of a Thirsty Sinner .

Oh! 't is a dismal pain ! We may all Ring backwards now ; this Cacafogo has set the Church on Fire , and melted down all the Leads . Yes ▪ we may Ring , and make a noise till our Tongues drop out of our Mouths , and our Breeches be expos'd to the open Air : None will be so Charitable to cover our Nakedness : What shall we do ? Set Fire to our Wheels , and Hang our selves to an Eternal Silence in our own Ropes ? No matter , for should we be for ever Silent , all the Land will Ring of this Action ; not a Pancridge with a Brace of Candlesticks , but in a lamentable Knell will bewail the misfortune , and desolate Estate of Wells and Glassenbury .

The Grove Assemblies and Field Conventicles will only Envy us , who must needs now conclude our Conversation to be there , who have no other Roof but Heaven for our Covering . Besides in this time of the Warfare of the Saints , when Stables are Churches , it may prevent our Cathedral from being turn'd into Stables , for such Conversions are usual with the Saints , where Rebellion is Religion , and Sacriledge Devotion . But who says Perkin has no Devotion , that can Whine out a Religious Cant with Ferguson , and has his Pockets stuft with Bibles like Olivers Porter . O brave Perkin ! There 's your True blew Protestant , who in Defyance of Popery , has vow'd to support the Gospel by Defacing the Cathedrals , and Batter Babylon by Erecting Babel . This is a Method the very Papists , nay the Pope himself wou'd Forswear ; to take up Unjust Arms against Caesar , and Settle Religion by pulling down the Churches . 't is a stretch beyond the Boldness of Absalom to Rob the Sacred Temple , and bring the Spoil into the Tents of Israel .

But why this Religious Plunder ? On what Golden foundation on does he intend to build his Church , that will not admit a Leaden Roof to stand ? Was it out of Zeal to the Cause ? Or Covetousness of the Lead , to find them Victuals or Ammunition ? Had it been Irish Slate , it might have serv'd to Heal the Soldiers Bruizes , and to Cleanse ill Blood , or but good wholesome Straw , it might have serv'd for Provinder for his Horses ▪ but Lead , and so many Tun too ; save us from a great Gun . If the Rebels have such Ostridge Stomachs , that they can digest Mettal , Lead , and cold Iron ; sure they had their Bellies full on Munday last , enough to furnish them for a Voyage into the other World , when several thousands with Ferguson , lay dead upon the spot , and all it 's thought , of a Surfeit of too much Lead , of over-charging the Carcass with cold-Iron .

The Tyrant , who to supply his present occasion , with a touch turn'd the Leads of St. Peters-Church of Rome into Gold ; had some Phylosopher , who pretended it was done by the power of the Sun-beams reflecting so many years upon the Elevated Roof . But thou hast no more of Wit , than the Phylosophers-Stone , who can make no other conversion of Lead but into Bullets , which return ten fold upon thy self , or hammer it out into half-pence for want of Money , ( as the Saxons did their Leather ) bearing the Character of thy name , that is to thy Eternal memory , Rebel , Traytor , Son of a w — ,

Poor Perkin , I ever fear'd the ill consequence of thy folly and groundless ambition ; thy robbing of Churches , Rape and Plunder , were but ill Omens , and could never come to a better end . How couldst thou expect to come off with the loss of less than 15 hundred after the robbing of a Cathedral , when Cambyses lost 50 thousand for but attempting to Plunder the Temple of Jupiter Ammon , but a Heathen Deity ? there were others who far'd no better at Delphos , but what were either destroyed soon after , or ruin'd in the attempt : This I fear will be thy Fate suddenly , and all thy ungracious Adherents , with Grey , Goodenough , and the rest ; when thou after so great a Defeat , past all Hope , as well as Grace , will come to some unlucky end , and we again shall have a new Roof , and flourish in spight of Sacriledge and Rebellion .