Why ’tis flat felony, and there’s great woe

Follows that sin, besides ’tis a great schisme,

’Tis ceremonious, ’tis Pagan Judisme.

Judisme! why beloved, have you ere been

Description of Antichrist.

Where the black Dog of New-gate you have seen?

Hair’d like a Turk, with eyes like Antichrist,

He doth and hath ye Brethren long entic’t.

Claws like a star-chamber bishop, black as hell,

And doubtlesse he was one of those that fell.