%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Catholick Ballad: / OR AN / INVITATION / TO / POPERY, / Upon considerable Grounds and Reasons. Pope, Walter University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1689-1689 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 10/29/2018 36396

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2 88 Jog On, or Eighty-Eight 88 to the same Tune Jog On, or Eighty-Eight To the Same Tune SInce Popery of late is so much in debate, / And great strivings have been to restore it: NOw listen again to those things that remain, / They are matters of weight, I assure you: Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. : The Catholick Ballad: / OR AN / INVITATION / TO / POPERY, / Upon considerable Grounds and Reasons. The Catholic Ballad: OR AN INVITATION TO POPERY, Upon considerable Grounds and Reasons. Pope, Walter 1689-1689

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SInce Popery of late is so much in debate, And great strivings have been to restore it: I cannot forbear openly to declare, That the Ballad-makers are for it. We'l dispute no more then, these Heretical men Have exposed our Books unto laughter: So that many do say, 'twill be the best way To sing for the Cause hereafter. O the Catholic Cause! now assist me my Muse, How earnestly do I desire thee! Neither will I pray to St. Bridget today, But only to thee to inspire me. Whence should Purity come, but from Catholic Rome? I wonder much at your folly? For St. Peter was there, and left an old Chair, Enough to make all the world holy. For this Sacred old Wood is so excellent good, If our Doctors may be believed: That whoever sits there, needs never more fear the danger of being deceived. If the Devil himself should (God bless us) get up Though his nature we know to be evil: Yet whilst he sat there, as divers will swear, He would be an infallible Devil.
Now, who sits in this Seat, but our Father the Pope? Which is a plain demonstration: As clear as Noon-day, we are in the right way, And all others are doom'd to damnation. If this will not suffice, yet to open your eyes, Which are blinded with bad Education: We have Arguments plenty, and Miracles twenty, Enow to convince a whole Nation. If you give but good heed, you shall see the Host bleed, And if anything can persuade ye: An Image shall speak, or at least it shall squeak, In the honour of our Lady. You shall see without doubt the Devil cast out, As of old by Erra Pater: He shall skip about and tear like a dancing Bear, When he feels the Holy Water. If yet doubtful you are, we have Reliques most rare, We can shew you the sacred Manger: Several loads of the Cross as good as e're was, To preserve your Souls from danger. Should I tell you of all, it would move a stone-wall, But I spare you a little for pity: That each one may prepare, and rub up his Ear, For the Second Part of my Ditty. The
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NOw listen again to those things that remain, They are matters of weight, I assure you: And the first thing I say, throw your Bibles a-way, impossible else for to cure you. O that pestilent Book! never on it more look, I wish I could sing it out louder: It has done men more harm, I dare boldly affirm, than th'Invention of Guns and Powder. As for matters of Faith, believe what the Church saith, But for Scripture, leave that to the Learned: For these are edg-tools and you Laymen are fools, If ye touch them y'are sure to be harmed. But pray what is it for, that you make all this stir? You must read, you must hear and be learned: If you'l be on our part, we will teach you an Art, That you need not be so much concerned. Be the Churches good son, and your work is half done, After that you may do your own pleasure: If your Beads you can tell, and say Ave Mary well, Never doubt of the heavenly treasure. For the Pope keeps the Keys, and can do what he please, And without all peradv[e]nture: If you cannot at the fore, yet at the back-door Of Indulgence you may enter. But first by the way, you must make a short stay At a place called Purgatory: Which the Learned us tell, in the buildings of Hell, Is about the middlemost Story. 'Tis a monstrous hot place, and a mark of dis-grace, In the torment on't long to endure: None are kept there, but fools and poor pitiful souls, Who can no ready Money procure. For a handsom round sum you may quickly be gon, For the Church has wisely ordain'd: That they who build Crosses, and pay well for Masses, Should there not too long be detain'd. So that 'tis a plain case, as the Nose on ones face, We are in the surest condition: And none but poor Fools, and some niggardly Owls, Need fall into utter perdition. What aileth you then, O ye great and rich men, That you will not hearken to reason: Since as long as y'have pence y'need scruple no offence. Be it Murther, Adultery, Treason.
And ye sweet-natur'd Women, who hold all things common My Addresses to you are most hearty: And to give you your due, you are to us most true, And we hope we shall gain the whole party. If you happen to fall, your Penance is small, And although you cannot forgo it: We have for you a cure, if of this you be sure, To confess before you go to it. There is one Reason yet, which I cannot omit, To those who affect the French Nation: Hereby we advance the Religion of France, The Religion that's only in fashion. If these Reasons prevail, (as how can they fail?) To have Popery entertain'd: You cannot conceive, and will hardly believe, What benefits hence may be gain'd. For the Pope shall us bless (that's no small happi-ness) And again we shall see restored The Italian Trade, which formerly made This Land to be so much adored. O the Pictures and Rings, the Beads and fine things, The good words as sweet as honey: All this and much more shall be brought to our door, For a little dull English Money. Then shall Justice and Love, and whatever can move, Be restored again to our Britain: And Learning so common, that every old Woman Shall say her Prayers in Latin. Then the Church shall bear sway, and the State shall obey, Which is now lookt upon as a wonder: And the proudest of Kings, with all temporal things, Shall submit and truckle under. And the Parliament too, who have tak'n us to do, And have handled us with so much terror: Perhaps on that score ('tis no time to say more) They may chance to acknowledge their error. If any man yet shall have so little wit, As still to be refractory: I swear by the Mass, he is a meer Ass, And so there's an end of a Story.
FINIS. LONDON, Printed in the Year 1689.