Very devout asses they were, for all they were so dunstically
set forth, and such as thought they knew as much of God’s
mind as richer men; why, inspiration was their ordinary familiar,
and buzzed in their ears like a bee in a box every hour what
news from heaven, hell, and the land of whipperginnie; displease
them who durst, he should have his mittimus to damnation
extempore; they would vaunt there was not a pea’s difference
betwixt them and the apostles: they were as poor as they, of
as base trades as they, and no more inspired than they, and
with God there is no respect of persons.