Many of them wou’d been living still.
And if those dead men they could hear us,
They might sometimes send news to cheer us.
By Yea and Nay, the Popes are thieves,
And he’s as stupid that believes
These roguish priests, who pardons sell,
Or yet pray back a soul from hell.
He’s surely of the devil’s kind,
Who thus deludes the vulgar blind;
And who adheres to such a college,