To Thomas Danforth, Maggistrate.
It is nigh hard this fifteene years since first oure war begunAnd yet the feild I have not lost nor thou the conquest wunn
Against thy power I have ingaged which of us twoo shall conquer
I am resolvd if God assist to put it to the venter
Both my person and estate for truth Isle sacrafise
And all I have Ile leave at stake Ile venter winn or loose
He that from his cullors runs and leaves his captaine in the feild
By the law of armes he ought to dy and reason good shoud yeald
Unwise art thou against the streame to strive
For in thy enterprise thouart not like to thrive
Thy forces are to weake thou art not like to conquer
For with a power thou hast ingagd that will thy forces scatter
Of him thats wise thou counsell didst not take
Thy teachers like unto thyself Ime sorry for thy sake
Though of Christianity profession thou dost make
And yet thy neighbor doest oppress only for conscience sake
Tho art as blind as Bonner was that burnt the martyrs at the stake
To the proud belongs the fall he surely shall comm downe
Out of his throne be brought he shall mans pride must come to th
ground
Abomminable if be his deed soe in the end heas like to speed
Dread belongs to the evell Almighty God will recompence2
From Cambridge Prison March 3, 1677.
Benanuell Bower.
Benanuell Bower.
I do attest that on ye5th of March last Elizabeth ye wife of Benll Bowers came to my house & put a printed book & this abovewritten paper into my hand; the book I perceiving by the frontispeace it was a Quakers work I caused it at the same time to be burnt; this paper I tore it imediately before her face & did after a time peice it again as above.3 Also I do assert yt according to ye knowledge yt one man may have of another's hand it have been written by Benll Bowers owne hand. By mee,
