This is the Whiſperer that ſeparates chief friends, and makes thoſe that have drunk of our Cup, to lift up the heel upon us; and with whom we have taken ſweet counſel together, to plot our ruine, and give counfel gainſt our very life. In a word, ſuch a kindle-fire ſin is, that the flames it kindles, flye not only from one Neighbours houſe to the other, but from one Nation to another. All the water in the Sea that runs between Kingdom and Kingdom, cannot quench the Wars it raiſeth: But it makes men that live at one end of the World , thirſt for the blood and treaſure of thoſe that live at the other[…]