Priest monologue (Act 3) — Ponteach; Or, The Savages of America

At our pure Virgin's Shrine I've bowed my Knees, And there in fervent Prayer pour'd out my Soul; Call'd on Saint Peter, call'd on all the Saints That know the Secrets both of Heaven and Earth, And can reveal what Gods themselves can do: I've us'd the Arts of our most holy Mother, Which I receiv'd when I forsook the World, And gave myself to Holiness and Heaven; But can't obtain the Secret of your Dream, Till I first know the Secrets of your Heart, Or what you hope or wish to be effected. 'Tis on these Terms we learn the Will of God, What Good or Ill awaits on Kings or Kingdoms; And without this, St. Peter's Self can't tell, But at a Dream like yours would be confounded.