%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Quakers Ballad: / OR, / An Hymn of Triumph and Exultation for their Victories, at the two late great Disputes by / them held with the Baptists; the first in Barbican, on the 9th. the second in VVheeler-street, on / the 16th. of the Eight Month, 1674. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 03/10/2016 35029

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R219642 YE she-friends and he-friends whoever inherit / Infallible light in dark=lanthorn of Spirit, BUt once more have at um, for without doubt / If we cannot confute, we must tyre them out Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1 The Quakers Ballad: / OR, / An Hymn of Triumph and Exultation for their Victories, at the two late great Disputes by / them held with the Baptists; the first in Barbican, on the 9th. the second in VVheeler-street, on / the 16th. of the Eight Month, 1674. The Quakers Ballad: OR, An Hymn of Triumph and Exultation for their Victories, at the two late great Disputes by them held with the Baptists; the first in Barbican, on the 9th. the second in Wheeler-street, on the 16th. of the Eight Month, 1674. The Quaker's Ballad: OR, A Hymn of Triumph and Exultation for their Victories, at the two late great Disputes by them held with the Baptists; the first in Barbican, on the 9th, the second in Wheeler-street, on the 16th of the Eighth Month, 1674. ?-? James Naylor.

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YE she-friends and he-friends whoever inherit Infallible light in dark-lanthorn of Spirit, Come prick up your ears, for behold! I will fit ye with an Hymn that is cal'd by the wicked, a Ditty In the Scuffle we late have had with the Baptists Wherein both our honour and intrest wrapt is, Though our logick perhaps be too weak to dispute um We hope by a Ballad at least to confute um. For though Fiddle & Organs are both Babilonish Wherewith the prophane delighted alone is; Yet in such a case inspiration may haunt Even us which are perfect to warble a Chaunt. Then let us a while our tremblings lay by, And quit our still Meetings to set up a cry, Lets challenge, and rant, talk loud and be bold, For the Spirit at present doth move us to scold. 'Tis time to exclaim, as receiving the wrong, And take up that carnal weapon the tongue, For if we delay our whole party must sink, And our long-boasted light go out in a stink.
Our juglings so plain will appear that each eye, Through the mask of our holy pretences will spy, And see that a Quaker, when stript of his paint, Is neerer of kin to an Athiest, than Saint. Then let us equivocate neatly and lay A plausible meaning on all that we say, And the very same art that serves to excuse us, At once shall condemn all those that accuse us. This being done, we point time and place, And come full prepared to bandy the case, In the Barbican first we gave them a meeting, And never was seen such a Bear-garden greeting A Rabble thrust in from each end of the Town, And before half an agreement could be laid down In less time than a man can a pot of Ale swallow, 'twas confirm'd with a hoop, & deny'd with a hallow The place like an Hot-house appear'd, and by hap Some Friends might be cured here of a clap; And if it were so I cannot but say, Twas the best effect of our meeting that day.
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BUt once more have at um, for without doubt If we cannot confute, we must tyre them out & therefore sent word they were cowardly lubbars, If they would not in Spittle-fields venture a rub-bers Four hours and more we dispute in and out, To know what it was we should dispute about, Which yet at the last was never agreed, But no matter for that we resolv'd to proceed. 'Twould have made puss laugh, or child in the cri-somes, To hear us chop logick, and talk sylogismes, That spiritual cantings of Nailor and s brood, Should Apostatize thus into figure and mood. To see holy seed so grand a designer, As to turn yea and nay into major and minor, Use language of beast Concedo or Pergo, And tickle their tobies at last with an Ergo. At first they came on like huffing Philistians, And needs would atempt to prove us no Christians When most by our wranglings, already thought much To believe that in truth either of us were such. All Dialogues we cry'd down as prophane, Though divers of us had written in that strain; But that by a figure must be understood, Making things bad in others, in us to be good. But let friends take notice how basely they wrong us By suggesting a Papist God bless us, amongst us; For there was no need of that I must tell ye, Since each of us carries his Pope in his belly. Ourselves to be Christians we loudly declare, But avoid the contest to prove that we were;
For we find that our intrest doth better agree, To be counted Christians, than truly to be. Yet inveagled at last by a kind of a wyle, We were drawn into what we had shun'd all this while, But still we were safe, though shrewdly put to 't, For when all sh[i]fts fail inspiration can do 't. To this then we flye though certain it be, Old Mahomet h[a]d as much claim to 't as we; However it serves to ward off a blow, For who shall refute what no man can know. For if folks wou[l]d have wonders or miracles done We confess we can instance at present but one, That so many sh[o]uld Scripture and reason forsake And in our redic[u]lous whimses partake. but though in go[o]d form we would argue no more We went on wi[t]h bawling as high as before, For we knew th[a]t the croud would the glory afford To him that spo[k]e loudest, and had the last word. To prove that w[e] did our Antagonist beat, 'Tis enough for t[o] say that we made them retreat And charged them bravely when we had done, In the Rear with an eccho, they run friends, they run. And to shew that [o]ur Amunition of Lungs, Was yet not all s[p]ent, nor weary our tongues, After this we beg[a]n another new quoil, And fell all a Pre[a]ching in Rank and in File. Thus in brief a str[a]nge clutter we kept, and a stir But what good came on't, if I know I'm a cur, Only people went [h]ome, some sick, and some lame, But all of them ju[s]t as wise as they came.
London, Printed for James Naylor.