“ But nothing with the crowd does more enhance
The value of these holy charlatans,
Than when the wonders of the Mass they view,
Where spiritual Jugglers their chief mastery show:
“Hey Jingo, Sirs! What’s this? ‘tis bread you see;
Presto be gone! ‘tis now a deity”.
Two grains of dough, with cross and stamp of priest,
And five small words pronounced, make up their Christ.
To this they all fall down, this all adore,
And straight devour, what they adored before;
Down goes the tiny Saviour at a bit,
To be digested, and at length beshit:
From altar to close-stool, or Jakes preferred,
First Wafer, then a God, and then a turd.
The value of these holy charlatans,
Than when the wonders of the Mass they view,
Where spiritual Jugglers their chief mastery show:
“Hey Jingo, Sirs! What’s this? ‘tis bread you see;
Presto be gone! ‘tis now a deity”.
Two grains of dough, with cross and stamp of priest,
And five small words pronounced, make up their Christ.
To this they all fall down, this all adore,
And straight devour, what they adored before;
Down goes the tiny Saviour at a bit,
To be digested, and at length beshit:
From altar to close-stool, or Jakes preferred,
First Wafer, then a God, and then a turd.
From Satyrs Upon the Jesuits by John Olham (1653-1683).
The notorious Lord Rochester was a fan - easy to see why from this.
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