She hath two tire of great ordnance planted in her, Heresy and Irreligion; being either for a false god, or none. Oaths, blasphemy, and curses are the Powder and Shot: which they spit against all that worship the LAMB, or fight under the Ensign of Faith. Her Armour is carnal security. The Flag in her Top is infidelity: the motto, _There is no god, but gain!_ Her Ballast, which keeps her upright, is Ignorance. Most of her Tackling she has from Rome, or Amsterdam. ANTICHRIST, as Pilot, steers her in such a course that she goes on swiftly, proudly, securely, scorning and scoffing (SENNACHERIB like) to hear that any Lord should deliver this poor Pinnace out of her hands. Yet in the sequel, this silly Pink, having the Insurance of GOD's omnipresence, finds not only succour from the Stock of the Church's prayers, which, like another Merchantman, come in to the rescue: but, likewise that GOD's Almighty power and providence is near at hand, as a strong Castle of Defence to free her, whereby she escapes, even as a bird out of the snare of the hunter, to praise the LORD: who hath not given her as a prey unto their teeth, that would have swallowed up all quick; but delivered her from such swelling waters, floods of affliction and streams of persecution, as else had gone over her and even drowned her soul, as it is _Psalm_ cxxiv. While this great Galleon (though it seems like that Invincible Armada) flies; and, having no Anchor, when the storms of GOD's wrath arise, down she sinks to desperation; and perisheth in the bottomless pit or burning lake of fire and brimstone: where we will leave her to receive a just recompense of reward. R. Y. _London. Printed by THOMAS COTES for the Author; and_ _are to be sold by Sarah Fairbeard, at the_ _North Door of the Royal Exchange_, 1636. [? +THOMAS OCCLEVE+, Clerk in the Office of the Privy Seal.] _The Letter of CUPID._ [Old forms like _servin_, serve; _wollin_, will; _tellin_, tell; _doin_, done; and the Imperatives _bethe_, be; _telleth_, tell; occur in this Poem.] [Urry's edition of CHAUCER's _Works_. ii. 534. _Ed._ 1721.] Cupido, (unto whose commandèment The gentle kindred of goddis on high And people infernal be obedient; And all mortal folk servin busily), Of the goddess son, CYTHEREA only; Unto all those that, to our deity Be subjects, heartily greeting, send we! In general, we wollin that ye know That Ladies of honour and reverence, And other Gentlewomen havin sow[n] Such seed of complaint in our audience, Of men that do them outrage and offence; That it our earis grieveth for to hear, So piteous is the effect of this matere.