For if they are the same, by course,
Neither is better, neither worse. 
But I deny they are the same, 1275
More than a maggot and I am. 
That both are animalia
I grant, but not rationalia: 
For though they do agree in kind,
Specific difference we find; 1280
And can no more make bears of these,
Than prove my horse is Socrates. 
That Synods are bear-gardens too,
Thou dost affirm; but I say no: 
And thus I prove it in a word; 1285
Whats’ver assembly’s not impow’r’d
To censure, curse, absolve, and ordain,
Can be no Synod:  but bear-garden
Has no such pow’r; ergo, ’tis none: 
And so thy sophistry’s o’erthrown. 1290

But yet we are beside the question
Which thou didst raise the first contest on;
For that was, Whether Bears are better
Than Synod-men?  I say, Negatur. 
That bears are beasts, and synods men, 1295
Is held by all:  they’re better then: 
For bears and dogs on four legs go,
As beasts, but Synod-men on two. 
’Tis true, they all have teeth and nails;
But prove that Synod-men have tails; 1300
Or that a rugged, shaggy fur
Grows o’er the hide of Presbyter;
Or that his snout and spacious ears
Do hold proportion with a bear’s. 
A bears a savage beast, of all 1305
Most ugly and unnatural
Whelp’d without form, until the dam
Has lick’d it into shape and frame: 
But all thy light can ne’er evict,
That ever Synod-man was lick’d; 1310
Or brought to any other fashion,
Than his own will and inclination. 
But thou dost further yet in this
Oppugn thyself and sense; that is,
Thou would’st have Presbyters to go 1315
For bears and dogs, and bearwards too;
A strange chimera of beasts and men,
Made up of pieces heterogene;
Such as in nature never met
In eodem subjecto yet. 1320
Thy other arguments are all
Supposures, hypothetical,
That do but beg, and we may chose
Either to grant them, or refuse. 
Much thou hast said, which I know when 1325
And where thou stol’st from other men,
Whereby ’tis plain thy Light and Gifts
Are all but plagiary shifts;
And is the same that Ranter said,
Who, arguing with me, broke my head, 1330
And tore a handful of my beard: 
The self-same cavils then I heard,
When, b’ing in hot dispute about
This controversy, we fell out
And what thou know’st I answer’d then, 1335
Will serve to answer thee agen.