Nor he that foul'd it with his excrement, Then turn'd the cloth unto that act of shame, Which without trembling Christians should not name. Nor John of Leyden, who the pillag'd quires Employ'd in Munster for his own attires; His pranks by Hazlerig exceeded be, A wretch more wicked and as mad as he, [Sidenote: _The Carpet belonging to the Communion Table of Winchester Cathedral_, Dec. 18, 1642. _Adrian Emp._] Who once in triumph led his sumpter moil Proudly bedecked with the Altar's spoil. 200 Nor at Bizantium's sack how Mahomet In St. Sophia's Church his horses set. Nor how Belshazzar at his drunken feasts Carous'd in holy vessels to his guests: Nor he that did the books and anthems tear, Which in the daily Stations used were. These were poor essays of imperfect crimes, Fit for beginners in unlearned times, Siz'd only for that dull meridian Which knew no Jesuit nor Puritan 210 (Before whose fatal birth were no such things As doctrines to depose and murder kings). But since your prudent care enacted well, That there should be no King in Israel, England must write such annals of your reign Which all records of elder mischiefs stain. Churches unbuilt by order, others burn'd; Whilst Paul's and Lincoln are to stables turn'd; And at God's Table you might horses see By (those more beasts) their riders manger'd be, 220 [Sidenote: _At Winchcomb in Gloucestershire._] Some kitchens and some slaughter-houses made, Communion-boards and cloths for dressers laid: Some turn'd to loathsome goals, so by you brought Unto the curse of Baal's house, a draught. The Common Prayers with the Bibles torn, The copes in antic Moorish dances worn, And sometimes, for the wearer's greater mock, The surplice is converted to a frock, Some, bringing dogs, the Sacrament revile, Some, with Copronymus, the Font defile. 230 O God! canst Thou these profanations like? If not, why is Thy thunder slow to strike The cursed authors? who dare think that Thou Dost, when not punish them, their acts allow. All which outrageous crimes, though your pretence Would fasten on the soldiers' insolence, We must believe, that what by them was done Came licens'd forth by your probation. For, as yourselves with Athaliah's brood In strong contention for precedence stood, 240 [Sidenote: _Whitehall, Windsor_, Feb. 3, 1643.]