_If thou wouldst have me not contemn thy Office, And Character, think all thy Brethren Knaves, Thy Trade a Cheat, and thou its worst Professour Inform me; for I tell thee Priest I'le know._[206] The Bottom of the Page is down-right Porters Rhetorick. _Art thou then So far concern'd in't?---- Curse on that formal steady Villains Face! Just so do all Bawds look; Nay Bawds they say; Can Pray upon Occasion; talk of Heaven; Turn up their Gogling Eye-balls, rail at Vice; Dissemble, Lye, and Preach like any Priest, Art thou a Bawd?_[207] The _Old Batchelour_ has a Throw at the _Dissenting Ministers_. The _Pimp Setter_ provides their Habit for _Bellmour_ to Debauch _Lætitia_. The Dialogue runs thus. Bell. _And hast thou Provided Necessaries?_ Setter. _All, all Sir, the large Sanctified Hat, and the little precise Band, with a Swingeing long Spiritual Cloak, to cover Carnal Knavery,--not forgetting the black Patch which Tribulation_ Spintext _wears as I'm inform'd upon one Eye, as a penal Mourning for the----Offences of his Youth_ &c.[208] _Barnaby_ calls another of that Character Mr. _Prig_, and _Fondlewife_ carrys on the Humour lewdly in _Play-house Cant_; And to hook the _Church_ of _England_ into the Abuse, he tacks a _Chaplain_ to the End of the Description.[209] _Lucy_ gives an other Proof of the _Poets_ good Will, but all little Scurilities are not worth repeating.[210] In the _Double Dealer_ the discourse between _Maskwell_ and _Saygrace_ is very notable. _Maskwell_ had a design to cheat _Mellifont_ of his Mistress, and engages the Chaplain in the Intrigue: There must be a _Levite_ in the cafe; _For without one of them have a finger in't, no Plot publick, or private, can expect to prosper_.[211] To go on in the order of the _Play_. _Maskwell_ calls out at _Saygraces door_, Mr. _Saygrace_ Mr. _Saygrace_. The other answers, _Sweet sir I will but pen the last line of an Acrostick, and be with you in the twingling of an Ejaculation, in the pronouncing of an_ Amen. _&c._ Mask. _Nay good Mr._ Saygrace _do not prolong the time_, &c. Saygrace. _You shall prevail, I would break off in the middle of a Sermon to do you Pleasure._ Mask. _You could not do me a greater----except----the business in hand----have you provided a Habit for Mellifont?_ Saygr. _I have_, &c. Mask. _have you stich'd the Gownsleeve, that he may be puzled and wast time in putting it on?_ Saygr. _I have; the Gown will not be indued without Perplexity._ There is a little more profane, and abusive stuff behind, but let that pass. The Author of _Don Sebastian_ strikes at the _Bishops_ through the sides of the _Mufti_, and borrows the Name of the _Turk_, to make the _Christian_ ridiculous. He knows the transition from one Religion to the other is natural, the Application easy, and the Audience but too well prepar'd. And should they be at a loss he has elsewhere given them a _Key_ to understand him.