If they should burn him, they’d conclude hereafter,

’Twere too good death for him to dye a Martyr;

And if they let him live, they think it will

Be but a means for to encourage ill,

And bring in time some strange Antipod’ans,

A thousand Leagues beyond Philippians,

To storm our Wits; therefore he must not rest,

But shall be hang’d, for all he has been prest:

Thus they conclude.—My Genius comforts give,

In Resurrection he will surely live.