NEBULO ANGLICANUS▪ Or, The First Part of the BLACK LIFE OF Iohn Gadbury.

It is the Same JOHN GADBƲRY That was in the Popish Plot to murther Charles II. in the Year 1678.

It is the Same JOHN GADBURY That was accused of being in another Plot, to dethrone and destroy King William, in the Year 1690.

It is the Same JOHN GADBURY That at this Time is so strait-lac'd in Conscience that he can­not take the Oaths to their Present Majesties.

Together with an Answer to a Late Pamphlet of His.

By J. PARTRIDGE.

I have fought with Beasts after the manner of Men, &c.

London: Printed, and are to be sold by the Booksellers of London and Westminster, 1693.

Merlinus Verax.
‘a specic [...] protestant.’
Good People pity me, for I'm half mad,
Both Fool and Knave, and every thing that's bad:
Beget by Chance, my Stars with Loves soft arm
(No Priest concern'd) gave Figure to the Sperm.
My Furious Form thus laid, her sullen Womb,
Preserv'd the wonder of the Age to come;
I've liv'd in Vice and Tricking all my days,
And I'll be any thing to live in Ease;
I'll be a Heathen, Protestant, or Jew,
A Turk, a Papist, any thing that's new;
Let but the Priests of my Religion say it,
Go Swear, or Kill, I'll certainly obey it;
My Crimes (Pox take my Fate) I can't disown,
There's nothing vexeth me, but that they're known;
Nay, many Vices more infect my Will;
But my Discretion keeps them seeret still;
Well, pray for me (Romes Saints) 'tis that I crave,
A poor fall'n Brother, but all over Slave;
And in my good old Shape too, I'll appear,
Your Thimble Prophet, and your Bodkin Seer.
[...]

TO THE Most Exquisitly Accomplish'd IN Plotting, Tricking, AND INGRATITUDE, My Honoured Friend, Mr. John Thimble, of Brick-Court.

May it please Your Insolency,

OƲT of a horrible respect to Your Ignorance, and want of Merit, as well as Vertue and Honesty, I have made bold to borrow a Grain from your vast Treasury of Impudence, to qualifie and render me more acceptable to your su­perbious Tutorship; and that by the help of your Frowns I may more carelesly approach your Imperious Carkass, to kiss your Fist of Violence with this small bundle of Gratitude, and with a great deal of Submission (for I know you expect Surreve­rence;) I humbly desire you to remember how grateful you were to Mr. Lilly, your Kind and Generous Master, that rescued you from the Thimble-Dispensation, and taught you how to get meat to your Bread, that being (you know) the First and Second Course, when you lived within less than a Mile of Strand-Bridge; and after this and abundance more of Kind­ness, [Page] which you have acknowledged in Print, the worst Word in your Budget was too good for him; and you have abused him who was your Master, as much as you have done Me, that You say was your Pupil. Hah Jack, Gratitude, Gratitude! Master and Pupil both suffer alike, no Mercy in Brick Court. And so I take my Leave of my Confoundedly Learned Pythagor-Ass, and both with Goad and Awl I shall attend your Thimble and Bodkin, and am ready to serve You, while I am

J. P.

To the Impartial READER.

Friend, or no Friend,

I Have lately met with a Scandalous Invidious Pamphlet, sent into the World without a Name (called Merlini Liberati Erra­ta) as if the Author of it, either for Scandalous Crimes, or other Villanies, were asham'd to let the World know from whence it came, and also would very fain have the World believe it was done by some Friend to J. G. one that is willing to defend him, that is either unable, or asham'd to defend himself: But whosoever hath had any Conversation with Mr. John Thimble, will easily guess who spawn'd this spurious Brat, for it is as like its Dad, as if it had been digg'd out of his A — with a Pick-Axe: In a word, it came from our Popish-Protestant Conjurer in Brick Court.

And therefore, good Reader, pardon the Entertainment I must here give you of such a Fulsome and Nauseous Subject; and pray pity me that must endure the Stench of raking into the Vicious Actions, and worse Conversation of a Dung-hill Fellow, that stinks in the Norstrils of all good and sober people: A Fellow that is a Scandal to Humanity, a Satyr upon Vertue, a Hater of Truth, a Promoter of Slavery, a Protestant in Masquerade, a Renegado in Re­ligion; unkind to those that have served him, unjust to his Wife, unchast in his Conversation, unfaithful to his Friend, treacherous to his Prince, and a Sworn Enemy to the Religion and Liberties of Eng­land.

I know very well that Contention of this nature is never welcome in Print to Mankind in general; nor had I took the pains of wri­ting, or given you the trouble of reading these Sheets of Controver­sie, had it not been to justifie my self from the Aspersions of my Adversary, who hath bespattered me with Falshood; and to tell you the Truth, he is a Common Lyar.

[Page]If you meet with any Rough Words, or Personal and Mechanical Reflections in the Pages following, I desire you to read the mover with a charitable and friendly Censure; for I do assure you there is not any thing of that nature but what falls from my Pen unwil­lingly, and was forcibly drawn from me by his soul and scurrilous Language; and in reference to Mechanical Reflections, as my Pen never quarrelled till his threw down the Gantlet, so I never touch'd upon those till he broke the Ice: So that you see he is still the Ag­gressor in all things of this Nature.

As to his Ʋnskilfulness in his Profession, his Self-contradiction, False and Ignorant Assertions in Astrology, and Confused Rules and Aphorisms, stolen, asserted, and applied, I do not think fit to publish them in such a Treatise as this is, but in one where they shall remain not for a Year, but for an Age, and to be read by such persons as will be competent Judges in the Matter, whether I speak Truth, or not.

But I will here take the Liberty to remind him and the World of one thing, since he hath endeavoured to make me appear so igno­rant and silly a Fellow as he doth; and that is in his Epistle to my Vade Mecum; where he says, ‘This Learned Epitomy of Astro­logy, here presented unto thee (Worthy Reader) is a most Exact and genuine Piece of Art, free from Impurity and Falshood; Thou hast here the Oar of Science without the Dross; the True Wine without the Dregs; and all the Parts of this Most Ex­cellent and Useful Learning so well and judiciously methodised, and so neatly and curiously handled by our Author, in a Vein so modest and taking, without perplexing his Matter with any thing impertinent and useless, that this Book alone is sufficient to make thee a Competent Artist in every part of Astrology — — In a word, there is nothing wanting but our Thanks to the Author for his Great Care▪ and Pains taken therein.’ Now I suppose no man will doubt but he meant what he said at that time; if so, it is a wonder I should be so much altered (as he seems to infer and prove in his late Libel) and grown less skilful. If I did deserve that Commendation then, he is an ill man to endeavour to pro [...]e the contrary now; if I d [...]d not deserve it then, he was a Fool or a Kn [...]ve to give it.

But in a short time you will have a full and a fair Account of our Brick-Court Astrologer, where he shall appear the most Ignorant man that ever pretended to the Art in Print.

By Your Friend J.P.

AN ANSWER TO HIS Idle PAMPHLET.

IN his Title Page I perceive he is an earnest Honourer of his King, &c. I am glad to hear of such a Reformation, for it is not three years since he was accus'd of being in a Plot to dethrone and murther the King; and to this day he cannot in conscience take the Oaths to Their Majesties, and yet an earnest Honourer of the King, &c. It would be convenient, I think, to ask him, What King? for I am sure our King is not his, if he cannot take an Oath to be true to Him.

In his Epistle to the Reader, he complains of my Bruitish Bawl­ing, and Beastly Language, which is needless (if true) seeing he pretends to be my Master; having taught me one by his Bouncing Empty Writings, and the other by his Debauched and Beast-like Life and Conversation. In the very next Words he takes care of the Church and State; meaning, I judge, that of France; for a Papist can never intend the Church of England; if he doth, and designs what he says, he is damn'd by his own Principles; but you may see he hath undertaken to patch up the Cause, and therefore let it be so; and for his two Martyrs, I refer my Reader to M. G. Ludlow's Letter for the one, and to the Cruelties of the Star-Cham­ber (especially Dr. Layton's Case) for the other; for I have some­thing else to do, than to spend my precious Time about such things as are not to my present Purpose. And at last of all, he calls out to the Church of England for help; one would think he might call to his own Church, if he knew which it was, which I doubt he [Page 16] doth not, after all this choping and changing of his Religions; for he always serves his God in the newest Fashion; and so I come to the Matter it self.

Pag. 6. The first thing he falls foul on shews the Fellow to be top-full of Malice; and what little things must serve him to make a noise with in my Epistle; I said, This little Book will run the Nati­on thorough; but that way did not please him, it seems, to express it; and therefore after a great deal of noisey stuff, he puts me, as he thinks, in a better way, to say this little Book shall run tho­rough the Nation; a very Learned Distinction, and after his usual Banter, he adviseth the Nation to be provided of good Surgeons, I suppose he means Cloath-Surgeons, alias, Srand-lane Garret-men: As for the Cause of our Difference mentioned in that Page, I shall take notice in another Place, more proper than this, and also set the Goad and the Awl he mentions there against his Bodkin and Needle, and let his Sixfooted-straglers take which they please to contend for their Master's Honesty, when he was saving the Rem­nant; in the same Page he quarrels because I say, there were no material Rays and Positions, &c. and then the Blockhead with his Rumbling Nonsense, draws an Inference, as if I said there were no Rays and Positions. I said there were no Rays material, to give any kind of remarkable things in the Air, or Mundane Affairs; but our Popish-Jugler is for any thing, so he can but make a noise: Oh the Impudence of the Fellow!

Pag. 7th. In February. I wonder he should be so impudent to de­ny there was a Popish Plot going on in February, according as I pre­dicted it, from the preceeding Conjunction of Mars and Saturn, in the Gadburian Sign; when he knows he himself (like an ill man) was taken a few Months afterwards, as he was sending Treasonable Letters, Popish Declarations, &c. to his Popish Conspirators, to em­broil the King and Government; here it is plain the Design was then going on, or else I must conclude John made a Plot himself, on purpose to verifie my Prediction, and now takes this Opportuni­ty to let the World know how kind he was to me; 'tis strange that Nature, his Stars, his Parents, and his Profession, should all con­spire to compleat this Monster of Mankind; he was doubtfully begot, painfully b [...]n, th [...]vishly bred, whorishly vicious, impudently lives, and doubtless will as knavishly die; And then for the Story of the Stars giving. I will talk with him by and by. Pag. 7. In March he tells me, I mention a great Congress of the Planets in Pisces, which is a most notorious Falshood: My words are these, We here find no less [Page 17] than six of the Seven Planets in Watery Signs, &c and at that time they were all in Watery Signs, except Mars, and not one Word of a Congress there, till you come to the next Paragraph, where the word Congress is used, and I suppose not improperly, when there are Five Planets in one Sign; Ah my Popish Apostate! thou hast been always gifted with Lying and Treason, ever since you gave over going to the Abby Church.

Pag. 8. April. He makes a great noise about the Word give; I having said, The Planets give such, and such things; methinks the Word may do well enough, tho the Stars have no hands: What think you John? We give a man a good Word, Why hath the Tongue Hands? You gave the Wench a Clap, What hath your Belly Hands? I give my consent, Prethe how shall this be done? perhaps I go to do it, Hath my Feet Hands? my Brain contrives it, Hath that Hands? at last my Tongue actually doth it, and yet no Hands; so that we shall set the Members together by the ears, who it is that gives this Consent, and this may be done by a man that hath no Hands: Well, but I am condemned for a Fool and Blockhead, to use it, and that it is a very improper word: Let it be so, I will find a Companion presently: There was a Sorry empty Treatise a few years since, wri [...] by an Impudent Fellow in Brick-Court, and called a Collection of Nativities, in which he printed a hundred Aphorisms; and no less than seven of those Aphorisms have the very same word, and just so applied; as it is by me, as in A­phor. 13. Fixed Stars on the Angles of a Nativity, give the Native eminent honour, &c. Apho. 22. again gives the Native, &c. Apho. 50 ♄ and the ☉ in the Second, give the Native an Estate. Apho. 67. ☿ In the Houses of ♄ gives an Excellent Understanding; and so in the 68. and 82 Aph. It seems when that Fellow writ these Aphorisms, this was a very good and proper way to express things, but now Jack, and the way of expressing things are chan­ged. Well, what say you; are you and I Brother-Blockheads or not? remember the old Adage, Turpe est Doctori cum culpa re darguit ipsum; what! correct me, Jack, and guilty thy self of the very same Crime? and indeed it is so in most of the rest, if I had but time to examine all thy old Nonsense; thou hast lay so long by Inops men­tis, that thou art really mad thy self, and I fear thou must be sent to the Colledge in Moor-fields, to have thy Senses restored, and thy Memory too, if possible: St. Paul and you, seem to be paral­lel in your Cases, but differ in the Terms; for Festus told him, That much Learning had made him mad; but that is none of your Crime; a great deal of Knavery and Impudence makes you so, with the want of the other.

[Page 18]Pag. 8. May. Indeed John you fib, for when that Almanack was writ, there was no War in Ireland, for your Master had not been long landed then, but there were Wars and Confusions too; yet 'tis no matter, I must allow my Friend the use of his Talent, Lying, &c. It seems Mercury hath affronted him, or else I have, for using the young Gentleman's Name; for he says, That Merlin is con­strain'd by the power of Mercury, to utter Lies, as Honest J. G. was to go to Mass in 1686. or to get his Maid with Child in 1681. And now I must shew my Parts in teaching my Master, for here he asks me a Learned Question, Howin Taurus comes to concern Ireland and France? Why I will tell you John, because you are a Friend, and because I would willingly keep your Friendship; All Coun­tries do suffer, and are concern'd for Good or Ill, according as the Prin­ces Nativities are affected or afflicted, not that I reject the Radical Fi­gure of that Country, if it can be had: And now I think on't, Pray what Direction had Jamaica at the time of its Earthquake, by the Nonsensical Table of Directions that you bubbled those Gentlemen into a belief of? what must we say, was its Nativity false, or the Directi­ons false? or did not J. G. know how to work them true? which is most likely, for he is a very Ignorant Fellow, and also very Impudent, or else he would be asham'd of this, as well as of his Prediction, That Dr. Oats should stand in the Pillory every year on certain days, and this as long as he liv'd; but he hath liv'd to see himself prov'd Fool and Lyar.

Pag. 9. June. Here our Popish Juggler would be nibling at some­thing, if he knew what, but it is not a rush matter, so it makes a noise, whether it is to the purpose or not; his Noisie Objections are so silly, that I do not think it worth my Answer, for every Reader may easily see both his Folly, and his Malice: But for a Confir­mation of his Skill in Astrology, I will here relate a short Story of his Confidence in one of his groundless Predictions, about his Friend Mr. Lloyd of Wales; The poor Gentleman having lain some time ill of a Hectick, was at last given over by his Doctors, but he was unwilling to take the Sentence of Death from them contentedly, till he had ac­quainted his Friend Gadbury with what they said, and to request his O­pinion about his Life or Death, and so writes him a Letter, and sent it to him by the Post; which being done, his Friends prevailed with him to make his Will, which he did, in which be gave J. G. 40 Shillings for his Judgment on his Case; so Mr. G. writes his Answer, and told him, That his Doctors were Fools, and did not understand either his Case, or their own Business; and also assur'd him upon the Reputation of a Brick-Court [Page 19] Juggler, that he would live two years, and some few Months, and of this he was certain; so away went the Epistle; but before it came to hand, his Friend was dead; and the Copy of his Letter is now in Town, in a Physician's hand, who told me the Story, and perhaps it may be printed for the use of him and his Friends. Now pray tell me what is J. G's Credit and Reputation worth in Astrology? for he as­sured him on his Reputation, &c. but I can tell him, he is far better at Faith-Hunting, than at reading a Lecture on the Effects of the Stars.

Pag. 9. On July. Here our Paraphrastical Coxcomb would be wri­ting a Comment on he knows not what, and repeats my words a­bout the two Lights being in a Mundane Parallel with Jupiter, and tells his Reader the Reason why it cannot be so, and that is because the Lunation did not fall in Cancer, but Leo; Ha, ha, he! Did e­ver Soul hear such Ignorance and Nonsense, set off with so im­pudent a Flourish; and I am certain he knows not what a Mun­dane Parallel is, nor how to work it; and yet this is the Fellow that sets up for my Master; but Ignorance seldom goes without Confidence and Lying; and this being proved false, all the rest he says on that Month is of the same Stamp, which he had by the help of his old Friend, the Father of Lies.

Pag. 10. In September. Here he chargeth me with Lying; he might indeed with a Mistake; for the Moon did apply first to the Sextile of Saturn; I own that, but it was a Mistake, and no design to do it; but I shall be even with him by and by, and I suppose he knows I will.

Pag. 9. In October. He quarrels with something, but what he cannot tell: I do say, That there were five violent Lunations, and most of them in Libra: It is true, What would my Popish Prophet be at, I wonder? there was one on September 15. one on Septem. 22. a third on Septem. 30th. and a Fourth on October the 8th. and all these were in Libra, and all of them violent; therefore the most of them were there, as I said before, which is the very thing he carps at; but any thing to make a noise with; be sure the emp­ty Cask makes the greatest sound; Why doth not he clear that thing to the world, that I have charg'd upon him, about the MC. to the Body of Saturn in his own Nativity, that came up, as he af­firms, in the Year 1670. and is a most ruinous Direction, accor­ding to his own Rule, pag. 189. in Doc. of Nativ. and yet gave him nothing but Grandeur, contrary to its Nature, and his Rule; then it was every one pull'd in his horns at the dash of his Pen, not da­ring [Page 20] to p [...]ep out in their own vindication: Is it so now too? I think not.

Pag. 9th. In Novem. Here the word Wretched affects him; I sup­pose it is because the word best suits his Inclinations, for he is a Wretched Fellow, as you may see by the Actions of his wretched Life, that precede this Part.

Pag. 11. December. In his witty Harangue on this Month, he first makes a Puppet of his own, and then sets it up and laughs at it; it is he indeed that makes the Nonsense; I do quote these words, Significat bellum, eff [...]si [...]nem sarguinis, ac mult [...]tudinem Febri­um, and do say the French King would feel its Effects; for a Prince may suffer by the loss and destruction of his People, as well as in his own Person; so after he hath in his way ridicul'd, these things, he condemns our poor Merlin for a very silly ignorant Fellow, and gives the Chair to our Blackthumb'd Merlin, and then I am sure he will chuse a couple of Lowsy Strand lane Centinels with Bodkins in their hands, and a Case of Needles by their sides to be his Guard, and Verax in Brick Court is to be the Right-hand man; so now I think we are all fitted with Places, and being provided, I hope we shall be contented, and live lovingly as we used to do; and so I come to the end of his Opinion on my Twelve Months; and now to shew you he is a very silly ignorant impudent Fellow, I will give him a home-thrust at once, and expose him to the world, tho I think I cannot make him more notorious than he is; yet I will give my Bodkin-Prophet a Glimps of his Skill, which I am sure he cares nor to hear. In his Epistle to that Ephemerides that he stole from H [...]cker, he tells Sir Frech. Holles; he should live some Decades of years; First here's his Impudence, he affirms he should live some years; secondly his Ignorance, the Gentleman di­ed within Six Months after: Is not this a very sine Astrologer, and fit to be a Corrector of others? In his own Nativity he tells us he passed the MC. to the Body of Saturn 1670. and gave h m no­thing according to its Nature. In the Nativity of the Princess R yal Collect. Genitur. pag. 20. he says she married on the Mi [...]hea­ven to the Body of Mars, and yet he sends Bishop Laud to the Tow­er on the very same Direction, pag 90. of the Collect: And he kills Charles Gustavus, King of Sweden on the MC. to the Body of Sa­turn, which in his own gave nothing at all. Certainly whoever reads these Contradictions, must judge Astrology a very idle Study, or else our supposedly Learned Thimble Conjurer to be a very Ignorant Fellow. How John! you my Master, and guilty of this Nonsense! [Page 21] My Master was no Faith-hunter, but a Man of a steady Reputation, one that understood Astrology better than this, and how to teach it better than you do: Before you quarrel with me in point of Art, I challenge you to make these Things clear to the World, in an Astroligical way, which if you do not, you must expect to hear from me about them another time. You the Top-man, and Bell-weather of the whole Society of Astrologers! Are not you a fine Re­putation to your Profession? you shall have the Chair, but it shall be to sh — in, not to read Astrology, unless it is a Nonsensi­cal one.

Pag. 12th. On the Winter-Quarter. Here he shews himself in his True Colours, and to any one that understands what a Mundane Parallel is, he will soon appear to be what he really is, a Malicious silly Fellow; and therefore I will not spend time about this, for it answers it self, and doth not want mine.

Pag. 12. On the Spring-Quarter: Here my Thimbletenian doth charge a notorious [...]ie upon me; for he says that 24 of ♐ ascends, &c. when I say 19 of VS doth; pray you that understand how to set a Figure, enter the Column of Time from Noon, with 15h. 25m. and see if the 24th Degree of ♏ will not be on the Tenth House, and 19 of Capricorn ascending; if so, What doth the Fellow make a noise about? you see he sticks a Feather in his own Cap, and laughs at his own Folly; for he says himself, that I give the Ingress at 15 h. 25 m. PM. and for my saying there may be a mistake of a Sign, two or three in the Ascendant, when Signs of short Ascen­tion rise in the East, is no strange thing; for Operations of that nature being wrought by divers Tables, will differ one or two Hours in time, perhaps more; and it is well known to all Pre­tenders to Astrology, that ♒ ♓ ♈ and ♉ are but 4 hours ascen­ding, and two of those Signs but 50 Minutes a piece, which proves what I say; and so he goes on to ridicule me for Mundane A­spects and Parallels, which I am sure he does not understand: And now pray do but observe the Ignorance and Impudence of this Fellow that pretends to correct me, that am more true and exact than himself.

In his own Popish Almanack, pag. 4th. He says that the ☉ enters ♈, no March the 9th at 6 Hours, 42 Min. after-noon 1693. and how he will prove this, seems strange to me, without some Popish Miracle; for in his Almanack the Sun at Noon, wants 16 Min. to enter Aries, which gives in time 6 Hours and 30 Min. which falls short of 6. 42. and therefore if you examine Shakerly's Tables, the [Page 22] Sun by them enters ♈ at 7 hours 10m. PM. and these are the Tables which he pretends to go by. Hence it is plain he hath impudently impos'd a time upon us, not agreeable to his own Almanack, nor the Tables he pretends to, which shews him both ignorant and con­fident. He understand the Stars! he knows better how to cuck-cold his Wife, and lie with his Maid (as he call'd her) than to work any Mathematical Operation: The Fellow is certainly mad, and how it came to pass I am not certain, unless his Priests made him so when he was a Papist, or that he hath taken a Frenzy by Contacti­on, in lying by his Mad Wife; for in 1686. or 87. for the lucre of a little Money, he married a Woman that was really mad, and so she is still, and a Papist.

Pag. 14. On the Summer Quarter, he here carries on the Rattle as before, and the principal thing is to prove my Figure false, and wittily objects at my Saying, where Armies are in the Field; and asks me, If ever I knew Armies in a House? a very wise Question; but I shall answer my Popish Laplander, with an Examen of his most erronious Calculation, for the Summer Ingress, 1693. which he tells us, Is at 8 hours 48 Min. PM. June 10th. Now if you will but work that Ingress by Shakerly's Tables, you shall find that it is at 43 Min. past 9. differing almost an hour in time from his, and this from them Tables that he pretends to work by: and I hope his Worship will allow that an hour in time, makes a great alteration in a Figure of the Twelve Houses. What think you now of my Corrector, is he ignorant or impudent? I judge it was from such Rules and Grounds he promised the Papists, That Popery should continue in England for ever.

Pag. 14. In the Autumn Quarter; that is to say; in his Dialect, Cucumber-Time, here he is upon the old Rumble again, and as true as the former: But prithee John, Why shall I not be true to my Wife, if I mar­ry? Here you might have forborn that especially, when you con­sider how you used your first Wife; Take one into the House, and get her with Child under her Nose; What do you mean by being just? it is not in your Nature; you were never just to God nor man, Ergo not to your Wife. And for my coining of false Books, that charge lieth at your Door, not mine: And let me tell you, I have begun to publish a Doctrine that shall stand when you and I are gone; but I will take care to give the World an account of what you have writ, and that very speedily too. But you, Mr. John, would do well to have your Calculations done better next year, for at the Winter Ingress, by the Suns place, it is at three quarters past 12 at [Page 23] Night; and Shakerly at half an hour past one; but an hour is a small matter in John's Calculations.

Pag. 15. Of the Eclipses. I will answer the first in your own Almanack for 1693. pag. 4. You say the ☽ will be eclipsed near out 4 in the Morning, and yet in January you say the full Moon is at 3 in the Morning; in the same page you say the Sun will be e­clipsed the 16th of December, at our Midnight; and yet in Dec. you say it is at one in the Morning; what! is there the difference of an hour between the Full Moon and her Eclipse, and between the New Moon, and the Sun's Eclipse? for shame do not be guilty of these fulsome Contradictions; prithee forbear correcting others, till you mend your own Faults, and understand better, or else you and your Family must go to the Colledge in Moor-fields: With these fulsome Errors, remember you tell us in your lying E­phemerides, That the Sun's Eclipse in June will be almost total. And in your Popish Almanack for 1693. you say, it will be but half a Digit: What Stuff this is to come from John Gadbury? fie John fie, are not you asham'd of this? I am sure you may, only I think you are past shame.

And for the Quotation Jack carps at, I do assure him he is mi­staken; and whosoever will look into Ptolomy, Lib. 6. Quadripar. they will find the same Words, only in another Language; but for that Book I am sure, John understands it not, nor never will; and therefore Proclus and Ptolomy are indeed all one to him.

And as to the Second Eclipse I mentioned, I did not take it from the patch'd up 20 years Ephemeridies that he falsly calls his, but from Mezzavachis, who doth assure me it was almost 7 Digits and a half, and said, almost three Parts of the Moon's Body would be dark­ned: Pray then where is the Error that this foolish Fellow makes a noise about? In the two other Eclipses he shews his Malice and his Ignorance in carping at my Quotation of Junctine; for the Texts there alledged, he knows very well they are printed by Junctine in his Speculum; and if so, Where is the cause for this silly rattle­headed Fellow's Noise and Clamour? I am afraid really the Fellow must to Bedlam, and his Family too, if the Mad-Moon doth not prove the more kind to him; and so I come to the NB.

Pag. 17. Here he wriggles about, and I cannot tell well what he would be at, but at last he quarrels with my false Grammar; pray see his Ability to correct me, in pag. 81 and 82. opus Reformat; but at last he concludes my measure of Time is mortal, because I use the word Expire: Pray Jack tell me if your Measure of Time doth [Page 24] not expire, how do you know when your Direction begins to o­perate? for according as I understand it, when the measure of an Ark of Direction is out, or the Years, Months, and Days, are expired, allowed by that Measure, then the Direction begins to shew its Effects; if so, I am right in the Word Expire; and again, if your Measure is as you say, Immortal, and hath no End, how is it a Measure? for Time it self, that is to be measured, is not im­mortal, then how can your Measure be so? and every Measure is extremely less in length, than the thing measured; but this Obje­ction is one of the exquisite Points of your Nonsence; and besides, thou art one of the impudentest Fellows in nature; for I say, at the □ of ☉ ♄, the same is on the Moon's radical place, she at his Birth being near 6 degs. in ♌, and when the Sun came to six in ♌, he was applying to the Square of Saturn, within about five Degrees: What! doth such silly Cavils as these become the Great man in Brick-court? Fie for shame, learn more wit, or else more modesty.

Pag. 18. I do confess the French King's Nativity is as certainly mine, as the Merlini Liberati Errata was Jack Gadbury's; nor do I disown any of it, tho I confess it was done by the approbation as well as the instigation of J. G. nor do I deny his Nativity to be a great one; but this doth not hinder him from being a Tyrant and an Oppr [...]ssor, and I was deluded by Jack at that time, to print that Ty­rant's Nativity, and it was he that provided me a Book seller, with whom I suppose he agreed to bubble both the Printer and the Au­thor, for I never had a penny for my Copy, tho perhaps he had; Remember Stow's Chronicle, Jack.

At the same time that he encouraged, and put me upon doing this thing, he then also gave me a Copy written by himself, called Ʋtrum horum; Rome or Geneva, Never a Barrel better Herring; designed against all Religions, but most chiefly against the Reformed Protestant Profession; this he bid me carry to one Mr Reynolds a Bookseller (which I did) and desire him to print it with my Name to it; but he refused to do it (asking me; If I knew what it was?) I told him, I knew nothing but the Title (believing my Friend J. G. would not have put an ill thing upon me); he said, It was an ill thing, and against Religion, and therefore he would not print it; and the Copy I bel eve I have by me still; and had this Villanous Book been also done in print, I doubt not but he would abuse me for it, as well as he doth for the other; and to say the truth, it is his Doctrine and Method, but both false; yet it was my Labour and Pains taken in the compiling of it; all which I do at present disown in this my Pra­ctice, [Page 25] having a Method more agreeable to Nature, and the real Motion that we all contend for; and let this Fellow, if he can, shew what I have said in any Predictions about him, that is oppo­site to the very matter he relates. — But at the bottom of that page, he says, He owns it his duty to serve the King and Country in Purse and Person, and this he resolves to do cordially: You serve the King both with Purse and Person! yes, so you did in 1690. with your Popish Declaration, and your Treasonable Letter. You boast of your Loyalty! I suppose you mean to your Popish King: Do you think Non-resistance is not a Duty now, as well as it was six or se­ven Years ago? leave off your canting and your lying, and learn your Duty to God and our King, without Popish and Knavish Equi­vocations.

Pag. 19. If there were nothing else to prove that Pamphlet writ by J. Gadbury, this Page of it self is sufficient; for I think no man but him hath a Face so qualified, to put such a Falshood upon the World, and to entertain his Reader with the relation of a Story, that gives the lie to his own knowledge, at the same moment; and therefore I do refer it to every, or any Reader for judgment, pro­vided he hath not been of too many Religions. He chargeth me with saying, That I knew no ground of a difference in the Year 1690. and now in 1693. I pretend to find one: I stand amazed to think any man should have such a Stock of Impudence to tell such a notori­ous Lie with so much Confidence, and therefore pray hear the Sto­ry fairly. In the Epistle to my Almanack 1690. I have these Words, The Ground of our Difference I know not, and would desire him to tell that; but when I was beyond Sea, and he thought he should never see me more, he wrote a Book against me, called a Reply, so full of Malice, Ill Language, Lies, and malicious Expressions, almost impossible to be be­lieved, or that a Villain should be so ungenteel to a man in Tribulation, that never gave him the least occasion imaginable; if I did, let him speak, &c. Now it appears that he takes the first six or seven words of the Paragraph, and from thence says I tell the world, I know no cause of difference: 'Tis true, I say so still, I know no cause he had to begin that Quarrel with me; and he knows he began, for he prin­ted first, and abused me basely, and that was the Cause on my side; but the Cause on his, and the reason why he writ that villanous Re­ply in 1687. I know not, and therefore would desire him to tell it, for it is not his Impudence, and Popish way of lying shall silence me, so long as I have Justice on my side: The first occasion of our difference did indeed appear to me, in the end of September 1680. [Page 26] he and I then being in company, I called his Cousin Cellier (so he then own'd her) a hard Name, for which I thought he would have beaten me, but that I was not willing to it: There was also ano­ther Reason about that time; for one day he told me in some An­ger, That I had spoil'd my Fortune by writing against Popery in my Prodromus, a little thing that was published about the time he was in Goal; these things might broil in his Stomach all this while, as indeed I know they did; and tho I have heard by others of his scurrilous Reflections on me, I always spoke of him with respect, and gave him a good Report; and however these might be the occasion of difference on his side, I did not take notice of any thing t ll he printed in 1687. and that was the cause I contend with him; but what cause and reason he had to write that I know not, and desire him to tell me; for the cause of that Book must be the cause of our difference.

But at last he quarrels with Merlin's Black-Thumb! Alas, poor John! set Merlin's Black Thumb against Jack Thimble's Black Life: What! meddle with my Trade, when you know what a Broad­side I have at you? indeed John I thought you had been better fur­nished with Sense, than I find you are; remember from whence you came, you are indeed hot and heavy, like a Taylor's Goose; and therefore have at you in your own Way, and your old Trade.

'Tis a Champion great,
My M [...]se doth relate
With St. George and the rest of the Fighters
How with Finger in Neck
He did boldly attack
His Bosom Friends, and his Backbiters.
Cross-Legg'd on his Throne,
He govern'd alone,
Notwithstanding his Hell was so near,
He call'd for his Bodkin,
And Thimble, that odd thing
And obediently both did appear.

And because he shall not think I am grown dull and barren in A­nagrams, I'll give him one in answer to his, tho not so Gallows high.

John Gadbury

Bury'd in a Hog.
As Hell of old did to the Swine retire,
So the old Sow did the young Boar inspire
She got the Swine, Hell form'd this vici­ous Bog,
And all her Pains was bury'd in a Hog.

Pag. 20. As to the Book he here rails at, and reviles, there are more A [...]trological Truths in that contemptible Treatise, than e­ver he knew, or was able to inform the World of; and for his cal­ling it a railing beastly Treatise, I shall only say this, That I have a Nasty beast-like Fellow to deal with; and let him, if he thinks fit, an­swer the Astrologick part, and let that which he calls railing alone; and I do assure him, I shall kiss his hand in Print again very speedily.

[Page 27]At last he asketh me, if J.G. is so bad a man as I represent him to be, how doth he keeps clear of the Law, &c. Why John! were not you indicted by Mr. Godden for debauching his Wife? Were not you taken up in Charles the Second's Time, and kept in Prison 8 or 10 Weeks? Were you not taken up in the Summer 1690. and in cu­stody 8 or 9 Weeks, and both these for Crimes against the Govern­ment; and do you call this escaping the Law all this while? take your self by the Memory again, and consider. And whosoever will but consider the number of men destroyed in 1685. Blood being then spilt in Pastime; and the Blood-hunting then, and in some Years before, he will soon be able to tell whether they were Bloody Reigns or not?

I find in the Conclusion that Mr. J. G. is going to publish a Book called the Ungrateful Daemon dispossess'd, I believe it will be a migh­ty ingenious thing, because it is founded upon Conjuring; for who­ever goeth to dispossess a Daemon, in English a Devil, must do it by Prayers, or by Conjuring; by Prayer he cannot, his Life and Con­versation is too wicked to effect such a thing; but by Conjuring I can­not tell what to say to it, because it is a new Trade he hath taken up, and that he learn'd it of his Priests, with their Hoc est Corpus: But methinks if he could do it by Conjuring, he might have cast the Devil [...]ut of his Wife by this time, she being mad, and he having had her about six years, long enough to have done that, which to this day he hath not done; I am afraid he is a meer Juggler, and cannot conjure: However I will at the End of my Book, give him a Copy of Verses to put at the beginning of his; And they are as fol­loweth:

In Commendation of J. Gad. and his New Conjuring Book.

CALL good Assistance in, the Men of Note,
Go fetch the Tapers, Rod and Conjuring-Coat:
Now draw a Circle, draw it plain and fair,
And in the middle place our Conjurer;
Make all the horrid Signs and Characters,
To raise in the Spectators dreadful Fears;
[Page 28]Write all the Thundring Frightful Names thereo n,
Of Anael, Raphael, Zadkiel, Metroton,
Pauiel, Cassiel, Tetragrammaton:
With Rod and Book in hand, let him appear,
Arm'd with the Cross, that makes his Devils fear:
Now is he safe, now let the Work begin,
Now let him call his Captain Devil in,
With all his Rake-hell Tribe, Old Satan by,
And bring with them Hell's Grand Artillery.
His Joyful Fiends thus met, with fury hurl'd,
We'll leave them now to dispossess the World;
Go call Queen Mab, and Great King Oberon,
And ask them what the Devil they have done?
To send a Fool, a Fool that prides himself,
Of being Chief, nay, the Chief Sovereign Elf;
Satan's Successive Heir, the Errant Fairie,
That pinch'd by Night the Thighs of Joan and Mary;
This Prince of Daemons, that commands each Elf,
What! cast them out of others, not thy self?
The Reason's plain, he to himself is civil,
He is a Compound, and the most part Devil:
Then who can think the Elf from's self will run,
That Satan e're will dispossess his own.
What! cast out Daemons now, is Trade grown slack,
True Juggler still, here's honest Conjuring Jack.
Your Wife is mad, pray let your Skill appear,
Begin at home, cast out the Devil there.
But hold, to give Advice in that I'm loth,
You Two being one, one Devil serves you both:
Nay, 'tis a frugal way, can you agree,
One Single Devil serves a whole Family.
But what's one Devil to the mighty Host,
When Jack himself can of his Legions boast.
Well, by these Titles now may'st thou prefer,
Thy Prince's Slave, and Hell-born Conjurer.
Go Curse and Conjure with your Popish Crew,
Your Cross, your Dagon-Deity and You.
FINIS.

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