Needless, or needful, I not now
contend,
For still you have a loop-hole for a friend;
Rejoin’d the matron: but the
rule you lay
Has led whole flocks, and leads them still
astray,
In weighty points, and full damnation’s
way.
For did not Arius first, Socinus now,
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The Son’s Eternal Godhead disavow?
And did not these by gospel texts alone
Condemn our doctrine, and maintain their
own?
Have not all heretics the same pretence
To plead the Scriptures in their own defence?
How did the Nicene Council then decide
That strong debate? was it by Scripture
tried?
No, sure; to that the rebel would not
yield;
Squadrons of texts he marshall’d
in the field:
That was but civil war, an equal set,
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Where piles with piles[112], and eagles
eagles met.
With texts point-blank and plain he faced
the foe.
And did not Satan tempt our Saviour so?
The good old bishops took a simpler way;
Each ask’d but what he heard his
father say,
Or how he was instructed in his youth,
And by tradition’s force upheld
the truth.
The Panther smiled at this; and
when, said she,
Were those first Councils disallow’d
by me?
Or where did I at sure Tradition strike,
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Provided still it were apostolic?
Friend, said the Hind, you quit
your former ground,
Where all your faith you did on Scripture
found:
Now ’tis Tradition join’d
with Holy Writ;
But thus your memory betrays your wit.
No, said the Panther, for in that
I view,
When your tradition’s forged, and
when ’tis true.
I set them by the rule, and, as they square,
Or deviate from, undoubted doctrine there,
This oral fiction, that old faith declare.
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Hind: The Council steer’d,
it seems, a different course;
They tried the Scripture by Tradition’s
force:
But you Tradition by the Scripture try;
Pursued by sects, from this to that you
fly,
Nor dare on one foundation to rely.
The Word is then deposed, and in this
view,
You rule the Scripture, not the Scripture
you.
Thus said the dame, and, smiling, thus
pursued:
I see Tradition then is disallow’d,
When not evinced by Scripture to be true,
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And Scripture, as interpreted by you.
But here you tread upon unfaithful ground;
Unless you could infallibly expound:
Which you reject as odious Popery,
And throw that doctrine back with scorn
on me.
Suppose we on things traditive divide,
And both appeal to Scripture to decide;
By various texts we both uphold our claim,
Nay, often ground our titles on the same:
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Both grant the words, and quarrel for