all kind of popery.  He is ready as he can be wished for to set forth his plough; to devise as many ways as can be to deface and obscure God’s glory.  Where the devil is resident, and hath his plough going, there away with books, and up with candles; away with bibles, and up with beads; away with the light of the gospel, and up with the light of candles, yea, at noon-days.  Where the devil is resident, that he may prevail, up with all superstition and idolatry; censing, painting of images, candles, palms, ashes, holy water, and new service of men’s inventing; as though man could invent a better way to honour God with than God himself hath appointed.  Down with Christ’s cross, up with purgatory pick-purse, up with him, the popish purgatory, I mean.  Away with clothing the naked, the poor and impotent; up with decking of images, and gay garnishing of stocks and stones:  up with man’s traditions and his laws, down with God’s traditions and his most holy word.  Down with the old honour due to God, and up with the new god’s honour.  Let all things be done in Latin:  there must be nothing but Latin, not so much as Memento, homo, quod cinis es, et in cinerem reverteris:  “Remember, man, that thou art ashes, and into ashes thou shalt return:”  which be the words that the minister speaketh unto the ignorant people, when he giveth them ashes upon Ash-Wednesday; but it must be spoken in Latin:  God’s word may in no wise be translated into English.

Oh that our prelates would be as diligent to sow the corn of good doctrine, as Satan is to sow cockle and darnel!  And this is the devilish ploughing, the which worketh to have things in Latin, and letteth the fruitful edification.  But here some man will say to me, What, sir, are ye so privy of the devil’s counsel, that ye know all this to be true?  Truly I know him too well, and have obeyed him a little too much in condescending to some follies; and I know him as other men do, yea, that he is ever occupied, and ever busy in following his plough.  I know by St. Peter, which saith of him, Sicut leo rugiens circuit quaerens quem devoret:  “He goeth about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.”  I would have this text well viewed and examined, every word of it:  “Circuit,” he goeth about in every corner of his diocess; he goeth on visitation daily, he leaveth no place of his cure unvisited:  he walketh round about from place to place, and ceaseth not. “Sicut leo,” as a lion, that is, strongly, boldly, and proudly; stately and fiercely with haughty looks, with his proud countenances, with his stately braggings. “Rugiens,” roaring; for he letteth not slip any occasion to speak or to roar out when he seeth his time. “Quaerens,” he goeth about seeking, and not sleeping, as our bishops do; but he seeketh diligently, he searcheth diligently all corners, where as he may have his prey.  He roveth abroad in every place of his diocess; he standeth not still, he is never at rest, but ever