at a loss;
  For the strait gate would be made straiter yet,
  Were none admitted there but men of wit. 
  The few by nature form’d, with learning fraught,
  Born to instruct, as others to be taught,
  Must study well the sacred page; and see
  Which doctrine, this or that, does best agree
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  And plainliest points to Heaven’s reveal’d design: 
  Which exposition flows from genuine sense;
  And which is forced by wit and eloquence. 
  Not that tradition’s parts are useless here,
  When general, old, disinteress’d, and clear: 
  That ancient Fathers thus expound the page,
  Gives Truth the reverend majesty of age: 
  Confirms its force, by biding every test;
  For best authority’s next rules are best. 
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  More limpid, more unsoil’d, the waters flow. 
  Thus first traditions were a proof alone,
  Could we be certain such they were, so known: 
  But since some flaws in long descent may be,
  They make not truth but probability. 
  Even Arius and Pelagius durst provoke
  To what the centuries preceding spoke. 
  Such difference is there in an oft-told tale: 
  But Truth by its own sinews will prevail. 
  Tradition written, therefore, more commends 350
  Authority, than what from voice descends: 
  And this, as perfect as its kind can be,
  Rolls down to us the sacred history: 
  Which from the Universal Church received,
  Is tried, and after for itself believed.

     The partial Papists would infer from hence,
  Their Church, in last resort, should judge the sense. 
  But first they would assume, with wondrous art,
  Themselves to be the whole, who are but part,
  Of that vast frame the Church; yet grant they were 360
  The handers down, can they from thence infer
  A right to interpret? or would they alone
  Who brought the present, claim it for their own? 
  The Book’s a common largess to mankind;
  Not more for them than every man design’d: 
  The welcome news is in the letter found;
  The carrier’s not commissioned to expound;
  It speaks itself, and what it does contain
  In all things needful to be known is plain.

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  A gainful trade their clergy did advance: 
  When want of learning kept the laymen low,
  And none but priests were authorised to know: 
  When what small knowledge was, in them did dwell;
  And he a god, who could but read and spell: 
  Then Mother Church did mightily prevail;
  She parcell’d out the Bible by retail: 
  But still expounded what she sold or gave;
  To keep it in her power to damn and save. 
  Scripture was scarce, and as the market