THE CAUSES AND CURES Of an unwilling WARRE.
OR, Justice awakened from Gownes to Guns Historified By Philalathec.
Omnia tentanda priusquam Armis.
Printed in the year. 1645.
To the judicious Reader who can, and the unpartiall, who will, truly Critick the Times.
GReat are our sores, what
Gallenist yet may,
Or
Paracelsian prescribe a way
For our Curation, we doe feele our evils
Like scandals base, up conjured, yea, like Devils,
But who, Malignant spirits can conjure downe?
Knowne plagues to Court, Camp, City, Countrey Towne!
To this I answer, sooner comes the Cures,
Knowne Causes when remov'd,
Gallen assures,
(Hipocrates and
Rasis hold this true,
Barlow, Fernelius, and Chyrurgians new,)
Now
Papisme Cause is, more then heretofore
Why now, we wallow in our bloudy Gore,
Like
Cadmus brethren, and
Polinices,
Mutually wounded by
Etcocles,
In
Barbarismes writ in bloud, in postures cruell,
We vulnerate one another, in each duell,
In these domestick Wars, both hatcht and fed,
By bloudy
Priests, (our home brest vipers bred.)
As in all Christian coasts, East, West, South, North.
Rome her
Palladium
Pretended to be sent from Pallot.
fatall, hath sent forthAs full of Treasons, which State Ruines seekes,
As was the
Trojan Horse, once full of
Greekes.
Chiefly with
Jebusites, it is stuft and gorg'd,
Whose Tongues and Pens, blacke Treason have disgorg'd,
And vomited even in the face of Kings,
And tyde their Crownes to Miters, by strange strings.
England and
Ireland, and oft Warwrackt
France,
(Where Jesuits, their Factions did advance,)
With Lacerate
Germany, and
Palatinate,
Have felt their Tongues, Teeth, Matchevillian Pate,
So have the
Belgicks,
Anno 1584 1594. 1598.
so the Belgick Chronicles, Tom. 1. pag 519.
80
Moravia,
Bohemians, Suevians, and
Silecia.
Anno 1608 1609.
And all parts else, where they a foot have got,
And sent poore
Praiest unto the pot.
[Page] Their Tragick plots, prancks, Pageants so well knowne,
Felt, feard'd, I need not rip, they may be showne
Writ on truth's Columes, with the bloud of Kings
And States:
Romes vassalized underlings:
In
England, Ireland, now (both Lands of Ire)
How have they kindled their infernall fire?
More hot then
Aetna, or
Vesnvius burning,
(Which
Pliny choak't) which turnes our mirth to mourning.
We hang our Harps, (our heart-strings broke) upon
The whipping Willowes of proud
Babylon,
What their sanguinolent Agents, old and new
Their Superstitious Factors, with the crew
Of miscreant Malignants, Cavilliers
Have done (of Heaven and Hell devoyd of feares)
How they have made our wounds, how to be cured,
I salves prescribe: the chiefe,
Charles rightly Lured,
This high flowne Eagle, whilom, (who now smites
Our Doves,) reclaimed be from
Harpies Kites,
Who his good
Genius poyson, and his nature
Crost mould, to be their own-game-pouncing-creature,
Then shall the pluckt Innocuous birds have rest,
And quietly sit and sleep in theirowne nest,
As in
Augustus dayes, and in the times
of
Solomon, Grace, Peace shall blesse our Clymes.
Besides all know, what Court Dames doe, brave Beagles,
More fierce then Males, (like shee-Haukes, Wolves and Eagles)
To help
Nimrodian's, Nero's, Saul's, and
Caine's,
To dye white
Albion red, in bloudy graines:
Confederates with
God-dam-mee's, Pluto's Proctours,
Witches and Conjurers. and the Devils Doctours.
What I have done, these pests for to discover,
Peruse these Shedules, if thou be'st truths lover;
Ope thy unpartiall eye, try gold from drosse,
See what is
Englands stouping Plague, Curse, Crosse,
In just scales poize the Cause, if thou be'st wise,
and see on whom, our
British bloud now lies.
And if from
Babylon our Land now be
Made an
Acheldema, out of her Flee;
Detest the Favourites of the Scarlet Whoore,
Our blouds, our goods who pluck, and sqneaze us poore!
To the Honourable, and ever Honoured Colonels, Captains and Commanders in these Defensive Warres.
THese muzzle puzzle Momists, hooke the Jawes
Of
Doegs: who accuse your Righteous
Cause;
These spure your speeds, Anchour (sans fluctation)
Your right resolves for Church, State, Reformation,
These whet your Swords, fuellize your zealous Fires
For Grace, Peace, Truth, which wish't, my loves, desires;
All my poore best, my Martiall minde, tongue, pen,
Are with you, for you, brave resolved Men.
Fight you for us, wee will your Trophies raise,
Crowne your devoires, with Prayers, Praises, Bayes.
H. Redivivus.
The Causes and Cures of an unwilling War, &c.
LOng
Albion flourish't, in a Lawreat Peace,
With her faire Daughters, Plenty and Increase,
Bright did Heavens Sun, in our Horizon shine,
With influence, of Morall and Divine
Blessings, and gifts; the Muses and the Graces,
Moses Minerva wise, fixt in their places;
Spoke her the Wonder, yea, the Mistresse great
For adjuments and ornaments compleate
To all the welkin World, tho her confine,
Were but an Angell in the Westerne line;
Scarce knowne in former Times, so far remote
From Continents: yet late of such high Note
To Forreigne Countries was she paramour,
The garden of the World, for every flower:
A Sunne she was amongst the lesser Stars,
Splendent and Lustrous both in Peace and Wars:
Fruitfull in sons, whody'd in Honours bed,
With
Dromedes hands,
Ulysses head.
Her
Essex, Sydneys, Talbots, Howards, Praise
I need not sing, all Crown'd with Martiall Bayes,
With millions since, out or their ashes sprung,
As worthy
Virgils pen; and
Homers song,
As that
Achilles, or
Anchises sonne;
Hector, or he that kil'd the
Misrmidon.
Here
Tempe was,
Hesperides here, the Fleece
Cal'd Goldens not in
Colchos, nor in
Greece;
Our
Yorkeshire, Lincolnshire, and
Hampshire Wool,
In staple Traficke, this spoke to the full.
Nay, here was
Gideons flerce, and
Goshen bright,
The world bloud wett and darke, we dry and light:
Cape of good hope, Elizian fields, withall
Fortunate Ile, we might our
Albion call.
[Page 2] Shee was a Rubie in the Ring inroll'd,
Of the glob'd Earth; a Pearle right set in gold?
Foreigne and neighbouring Continents, Coasts, Iles,
Did Idolize her glories; begge her smiles:
A Christall glasse she was where other Nations
Saw mentall spots, and civiliz'd their fashions,
And luster from her tooke, as
Cynthia bright,
From
Phebus borrowes herrefulgent light.
Shee Was an Eagle which did sore above
Her circling Birds, aw'd all by feare, or love.
Hence was shee proud
Spaines scourge;
Romes Crosse or Cui
[...],
Wilde
Irelands Curb, and the
Low Countries Nurse.
Her wodden walls, and her Sea horses rid
On
Neptunes backe,
Tritons their homage did,
Shee the Seas Mistresse might in every Dittie,
Be stil'd, Sea-wed, more then the Maiden
Veni
[...]
City.But my
Thalia now, in new straines must
Recant her Glories late, laid in the dust;
Brittle as glasse, be our Terrestrials all,
Up downe like Wea-scales; tost like Tennis ball;
Ebbing and flowing, like to flouds and seas,
On Eagles wings they fly, which way they please;
Like snow built Castles, how they soone melt downe,
Waxing and waining like the pale face't Moone:
Oh how on Reeds, Bogs, Quags on them we build!
Our helps, hopes, peace, now be we taught and schoul'd.
Englands sweet waters, now like
Jordan turne
Brinish; and Red sea like, they bacward run.
Chang'd are our calmes to stormes, here shooe doth wing
Here
[...]ad
Melpomine, begins, to sing,
Her dolorous Accents; and he tragick Tones
Like to the Turtl
[...]s sads,
Hien
[...] groanes,
The moanes of Bitturne, Pellican and Swan,
Of nest rob'd Nightingales, or dying man,
Shee sympathizeth,
Jeremies sad streines,
And
Ovids Tristia, suite with her complaines.
Albions Halcion Dayes, they Last not long,
Dog-dayes succeeded, which quite spoyl'd her Song,
And all the musick of her joyes, turn'd frets,
Eclipst her Sun, and her Solary heats.
[Page 3] Dissolv'd into a black, and pitchy cloud
With rained bloud, from which we could not shroud
Our plagued selves, no more then from Joves Ire
Of Ralne the worldings,
Sodom from strange fire;
From
Dan we to
Beersheba, we doe reele,
And plagues like
Egypt, Ammon, Moab, feele.
Chiefly the Sword, which eats our flesh, drinks bloud,
Changing our waters to a crimson floud,
As best effect of sin, which brings all evils,
Turns Heaven to Hell, sads Angels, glads the Devils.
Sin is that
Agrippina, which hath bred
Our
Nero's, which their Mothers bloud have shed.
Sin worst of Vipers, now hath hatcht each pest,
Which teares his Countries breeding feeding brest.
Sins to us
Sodoms grapes, and gall afford,
Sins are our colloquint, our poysoning gourd.
Sins are our
French Fleas, our chiefe unctions marring,
Which oyl'd the Crown; our tun'd strings, turn they jarring,
Our Peace to Wars; in
Irish Bogs of woe
They plunge us still, for up to Heaven they goo
With
Ninive's; and cry for vengeance more,
Their guilt and staine, since sleightly we deplore.
Our Harps (our hearts) unstring, we sing harsh notes
Like to the Scritch-owles cryes, the Ravens croakes:
Even chang'd be in a trice, our songs of
Sion,
To
Babels sighes; incensed
Iudahs Lion
For hundreth years a Lamb, now seems to teare us,
Nemesis provok't, he could no more forbeare us;
Our sugred Wine to Vinegar, now turnes,
Wrath brings (sin poysoned) to untimely urnes.
Millions of peccant soules, who in the dust
Now sleep, (as
Israel once) in graves of lust,
Besides these
Abels, Naboaths, Zachariab's,
Slaine by
Rome, Neroes, Ahabs, Zedekia's.
But how may some say, did our Paradice,
Turne reall Purgatory in a trice,
How did our Gold turne Drosse, our Silver Tin,
How did Religion lose, Rebellion win.
How did we Peace (with Grace) quit at a clap,
Listen
Nimrodian wiles, and Hells main
[...] trap;
[Page 4] For as I may, I will unrip a Fardle,
Would move a heart of
Caucasus; melt Marble,
Yea into
Niobe's, turne Jangling Jayes,
Heaven bred
Vrania, inspire my layes.
I have not drunke at
Aganippe's Well,
Nor scal'd
Parnassus; I plaine truth to tell,
Desire not
Phebus, not the sisters nine,
But the true
Iove, for to direct each line,
Dropt from my pen like bloud in piteous
Ruth,
Whil'st I anatomize the naked truth.
Thus thus; the Serpent enemy to Grace,
As to externall, and internall peace;
Who betwixt God and man sew
Ata's seeds
Of discord first; and still with wheat sowes weeds:
Hating Gods Image, in best Saints that were,
As Panthers doemans hated picture teare.
This Serpent by his spawnes long lodg'd in cels,
His
Gundimers, Machivils, Achitophels,
Court
Hammans, French Sanballats, Romes Tobiahs,
Deanes, Temporizing Doctors,
Zedechiahs.
Prelates, Court Chaplaines,
Pasbures,
Jer. 20. 2.
Amaziahs,Hating pure
Micha's
1
Kings 22. 24.
, Patriot
Obediah's
1
Kings 18. 13.
(Church and State pillars) every
Amos loving,
Amas 7. 10, 11.
As Foxes Lambes, their flesh and fleece off shooving.
Helin, White; couzening
Couzens, Laude, wretch't
Wren)
With birds of such blacke feathers, pests of men,
As
Simeon to
Levi
Gen. 49. 5.
, brethren bloudy,Drunke with
Romes Philters, till braine-sick, and giddy;
As Crowes intoxicate with
nux vomica,
And Fish with
oculus India,) in mad play:
Ayming to turne Grace and Religion both
Into vaine Rites
Gal. 4. 9.
Co. 2. 20. 21, 22.
, as Bottle-Ale to froth;Or as some Sycamore Trees, their fruits to leaves,
As bad grounds change to cares, and weeds wisht sheaves;
(As Owles have little flesh, but feathers all,)
These
Sinons, Simons
Acts. 8. 23.
, Sathanists, with gallFull gorg'd; with vilde Malignants, like to these
Infected with the Frenchifi'd disease,
Of Spleene, Lust, pride,:
Arminians Romanized,
Papized Prela
[...]es, mainely Jesuitized,
Gods planted Vines, (and Vinitors) to fire:
In hearts, hands, heads and tayles, close chain'd in one,
Plotting with
Pluto, sought to cast a bone
Twixt King and Parliament, with dam'd dintent,
From the sound Body, this great Head to rent:
They thought withall to Cyclops, his cleare eyes,
That
Poliphemiz'd (in
Vlysses Guize)
They might scape Gun-shot of the Lawes strickt bent
From a Trienniall feared Parliament:
At Schoole-boyes and Ship squabs, who mad prancks play,
These fear'd the whip, and the correction day:
As much as Stewards false,
Mat. 16. 2.
which doe dissemble,At thoughts of Audits strickt, doe quake and tremble.
Yea Woodcocke like, a Mist they wisht and watcht,
With
Finch on
Windy-bancks, to fly, ere catcht.
Wilmot and
Digby, wily cubs and fly,
A
Germane too, had fingers in the pye;
With many such, cleare peace, who stir'd, to mud,
To fish their owne base ends in
A
[...]bions bloud.
Ayming to purge out all, pure just and good,
Who for Religion, Lawes and Justice stood.
Suggesting to the Lion, for their prey,
His right streight ready, and compendious way
To worke his will, and give to lusts the day
Over all Lawes, as
Turkish Tyrants sway:
Per
[...] more quod libet lia cet. Lanclavius dere but Turcicis.
Was to crush
Puritanes: or cut them downe
As Remora's to their ends; Foes to his Crowne:
To bang up, hang up so, the sheapheards Dogs,
Allusio olins Demostheuis suis Atheniensibus.
That they like Wolves might worry, wroute like Hogs
Even where they list, without controll or check,
Curb by no Lawes, but by the Princes beck,
(Like
Ianissaries who all powers withstand,
And move at their great
Ottomans Command.
Knolls in his Turkish History.
As Novices, hang at their Jesuites strings
Vide Ignat. de obedientia Sect. 3, 5, 7, 15, 17. & Morpheum in vita Ignatii. Lib. 2, cap. 9
In blinde Obedience, to poyson Kings.)
So pind to Kings, as Vines unto their wals,
Ivies to Oakes, in risings or in fals:
Their King to be their Law, their Lord their God,
Their great
Apollo; let him feele the rod,
[Page 6] Yea heading Axe, if any
Puritan,
This Contradict; A Traytor call him than.
But Papists for their good and milde behaviour,
In
England, Ireland, France, Charles ought to favour;
Good Subjects, they their beards and braines doe pledge
As ever any King hang'd on his hedge:
(Sure of their Regall service, they may boast,
Done to their Pope and Queen in
Patrickt Coast.)
Deep Politicians, then by this nought lose,
To change their Protestant Dublets for
French hose;
Rotchets and Tippets for a Cardinals Hat,
(Parsons and
Wolsey thought to gaine by that:)
And so did
Eccius, Piggius too, I wot,
Else had they not, against
Luther been so hot:
But if the
Puritanes stood, they knew right well,
Gods Arke went up, they and their Dagon fell,
1
Sam, 5. 3.
They and their mists should fade, their clouds decline,
In Gods right Worship, should the Gospell shine:
Gone were the counterfelts, brought to the Tests,
Verum est index sui, & ubiliqui.
The candle shewes the theeves, it them molests.
These Cockatrices egges,
Esay 59. 5, 6.
though whil'st they hatch,
Ixtons clouds,
Apud Lucianum in Dialogis.
they for
French-Iuno catchShadowes for substance, those most venerable
Dorbels have graspt, or claspt with
Esops Fable:
(Goate-like) so high they climbe, on old State wals,
Till they have caught
Hamans
Esther 6. 13
and
Wolsey fals:Yea with a vengeance, by
Afiraea's frowne,
Our
Empsons, Dudltys, Mortimers come downe;
As
Spencers once, and that
Cat, Rat, and
Dog,
Who this spung'd kingdome swai'd, rul'd by a
Heg.
Rich. the 3.
Chiefly great
Charles, his safety so builds on
Each
[...]hob
[...]amiz'd
1
Kings 2, 10.
young
Phaton.And
Ammons lonadabs,
2
Sam. 13. 3, 4.
(neglecting soTrue
Ionathans,
1
Sam. 18. 1.
and
Hushays
2
Sam. 15. 37.
to his woe:)As if with Inck and Tar, he thought to wash
The face of Church and State: or gave a mash
Of poudered Lead, unto the sicke or sore:
In Court or Camp: or swam unto the shore:
On milstoues in a storme: for in this fashion,
His Papiz d Champione, stand for Reformation.
[Page 7] His heart not Agents, so Religion love,
As Hounds doe Haires; Cats, Mice, or Haukes the Dove,
These our State Empericks by their verball dyet,
(Little acquainted ere with Doctor Quiet:)
Not purging, but procuring the Kings evill,
As Hels maine Organs, Factors for the Devill,
So stir'd ill humours, that our fixt peace long
Fled: which to mourning, turn'd our Patriots song.
Who grieving credulous
Charles, should give an care
To such his worst of snakes and vipers were.
And that he should be carried on their fist,
(Hauke-likehood-winckt, to pounce, even whom they list.
Since
Dionisius once by
Diceles,
And
Aristippus; Sycophants like these,
And Peeres and Princes, moe,
Read the catalogue of them in brusomus his examples. Lonicer in his Theater. Tex tor in his Officina. & Fulgosus, titulo de idulations
by flatterers fell,)By Antidotes they thought to care him well:
But more, since he in
Rhehoboams case,
Seduc d was, yea bewitcht, by Counsellours base,
Chief, least that he should taste (uxorious meere,)
Wise
Salomons
1 King. 11. 8, 9. Nehem. 13. 26.
and
Theodosius cheare,
What mischiefes heritreall women have brought to Kings, and wrought in Courts: read Cytreus upon Iud. pag. 374 Sigfridas Saccus bis sermons. 107. 3. par. 4. p 760 and Melanctons cronicles lib. 2. pag. 2. p 6. pag. 256. 269.
(As now their sowre sauce, each griey'd Subject feeles)
Ere all were shipwrackt: which now ran on wheeles,
Themselves, Church, State, to save, from threatning harmes,
Their Prince to rescue chiefe, from poysouing charmes
Of Parasites, who for to plunder moneys,
Drawne from rich mines, even still make ropes of honeys,
For these ends: (tho knowne soes, to all Alarms)
Our Tribunes were infor't to take up Armes.
As hunted
David did
1
Sam. 22. 2.
and
Mordachy,
Est. 1. 1, 2, 3
Jewes, Romans
Ever fighting, pro aris & facis.
Christians, in all history.Sincereason, (nature) hath, to men: beasts, suited,
Defensive Armes, unjustly prosccuted:
Fugiunt nociva.
Bees, Wasps, Asps use their stings, the crawling wormo
Will save a life: Fish, Birds, Brutes, Serpents turne,
Their powers, their policies, against grim death
Lion and Locusts yeeld unwilling breath:
Who then can justly taxe, their acts, aimes, end,
A State by Wars last refuge to defend.
To steare the Churches ship from threatning rocks,
Where all wayes else: were words but spoke to blocks,
[Page 8] And Adders cares: and such effects did find.
As for to sow the dust, and reape the wind.
As colours which were shew'd unto the blinde,
Yea Physicks, which the desperate do not minde
In this case, tell me, pollitick
Gallio:
To save themselves, what they distrest, should doe;
Should they lye down, and cry with Craven notes,
Come
Saulasts, Ababs
1
King. 21.
cut our sheepish throates.Come
Doogs, come Court Dogs, and false accuse us,
Then kill us if
Saul bid
1
Sam. 22. 9, 10, 18.
more to misuse us:Come Nimrods
Gen. 10. 9.
come God-dam-ruee's, slash our pates,Come
Romes Brandetties;
French Assassinates:
You are the Foxes, we will be the Sheep:
You Wolves,
homo homini Lupus.
we Lambs, we scarce can bleat or weep.
(Acteons Fate) you Poulcats, wee'l let in
To worry all, without trap, batt, or Gin:
You are the hounds, we timerous haires, or deere,
We will not use our heeles yet; shoot us here.
Just at a stand, each Round-head, Sound-head thinke,
A
Rufus, Abbots shafts may more bloud drinke.
Hit home; we will not run, nor squat, nor double,
Tapez or Croize; to save a life from trouble.
The bolts wkich you doe make; if Caesar shoot,
Are
Ioves
Procul a love, procul a fulmine.
owne darts, we can say nothing no't.Just must all be, that's done by
Alexander,
Tho drunk at
Babylon: he cannot wander
Alexander fecit, orgo justimest.
:Tho burne
Persepolis, and
Clitus kill
Curtius & Plutarchus in Alexandres.
Yea learn'd
Calisthenes: Just is his will,
(As
Aeolus) luno
Mihi jusse capes
[...]ere fas est.
who dare him gainsay;Tho that a
Lais, Thais he obey,
Albion, must
Persian like, make lusts, her Lawes.
Alas we are Simplicians, Dulmans Dawes!
Kill
Naboaths, Esays
Sawne in pieces by Manasses.
take
Uriahs wife:Squeaze, plunder goods, blouds, liberty and life
Of most and best: (for wolves on fat sheep prey,
And fat bucks flesht dogs single, Woodmen say.)
q bunishing of best men in Rome and Athens.
Be
Ostracism:
1 Sam. 11.
up conjur'd; Hell renued.
Romane Triumvirs, cannot be eschued:
Athenian Tyrants, nor yet
Cateline:
Seylla, nor
Dracoe's Lawes
Said to be writ in bloud
can we decline.Commotions of Array, must be obey'd.
In
Turkish cruelty, tho squeazing all,
Chopping rich
Bashawes, into gobbets small.
Strangling great
Begglerbegs
In Lanclavius, & purchase his pilgrimage.
by active mutes,Yea
Mustapbaes
Mortuus est Mustapha proverbium tragicum apud Turcas.
when
Ottomans will so suites:If
Cannibals, Hannibals, Gothes, Vandals, G
[...]es,
Be regaliz'd, we must indure their heats;
Submit our necks, to a Vatiman hate:
Though sprung from
France or
Rome, yea
Rhyne of late.
Prince
Rupert Rake-all, is a younger Brother,
He must returne rich home, there's no way other,
In his squeaz'd soile
The Palatinate.
to make his weake wing good,But our pluckt Golden plumes, sleept in our bloud.
Each
Croesus, Crassus
Of their vast weal.
[...] read Brusonius, Textor Fulgosus. titulo de divitibus.
Midas, Phidias,Must be a rinden, stridden, golden Asse.
Each rich one, must be Rebell, or Roundhead,
As once a Tyrant, fits with all one bed.
The shortest stretching long, by racking strength,
Cutting them shorter, who had too much length.
As once
Farnefius
A commander under the Prince of Parma.
vow'd in Eighty eightHis sword, all
English bred should hew downe right,
And that in
Lutherans bloud, his horse should swim,
(An
Irish spirit
Pythagoriz'd was in him.)
If Asse (or Mule) be fat, the Lion sweares,
That metamorphizd Hornes; be his long eares:
As in prime Paganish,
Arrian persecutions,
Our teares must be our svvords
Arma nostra, preces & lachryma
our resolutionsWith Primitive Saints, must passive be: we parts
Of
Abell act, tho
Cains should pierce our hearts.
Our chopping cramb'd Court Chaplaines, vvill impeach us
Of Treason: our selves saving: for they teach us,
God that
Augustus gave,
Domitian sent,
If Kings be Storkes, the Frogs must be content.
Iupiter sends no Logs, vevv
Caesars Line
From
Nero, to peace-planting
Constantinea.
Apud Eusebium in vita Constantini
What Christians ere resisted, good cause vvhy,
Their povvers vvere vveake, besides vvhat History,
Shevves any Paganish King, in any Region,
By oath vvas to defend Christs true Religion.
[Page 10] Yea under
Deeiue, Traian, Attilas,
Neiva, proud
Cosro's, steme
Totilos.
Victor & prosopius passim ale persecutione Vandalocum.
Theodoricke, Genserious, all more
Of
Romans, Gothes? Christs sheep and lambs who tore,
Where ere were Parliaments of patriots?
Tyrants to curb, and save poore Christians throats?
Who by sanguinolent Doctors, now must bleed:
From bloud wrung Texts, which come not, in my Creed.
Since all irrationalls: by art, knew well
To save poore life, the Crow will powder smell.
Cranes, wilde ducks, wilde-Geese too, keep centinell,
To warne the flocks to fly, ere kil'd pell mell.
Yea when that growing sicknesses disease them,
Nature to Birds, Brutes, dictates
De quibus fusius apud Tholosanum in synt ag
[...]te artis murabilis.
what will ease them;The Weazell, Bue, sick Dogs (Cats) five leav'd grasse,
Doth cure: Hemlocks the Mauritanian Asse.
Spiders heale Apes, and Munkies stomack sick:
And mans dung Panthers, which they seek to lick:
So hony physicks Beares; Doves, Partridge, Jayes,
Are purg'd by lawreall leaves, experience sayes.
Yea,
Pliny, Gesner, and Physicians note
How physicail cures, man from the creatures got.
And every animall still, doth what it can
To save or cure a life; but passive man
Must yeeld his yoaked neck, to strangling theeves,
Lie in the ditch, and seek for no relieves.
Just safeties must but cloakes be, from Heaven showres,
Reast (forsooth) he must not higher Powers;
Tho turnd to Tyranny, as Wine to dregs:
These Doctrines feed a Church, like rotten egs.
When that the Lion roares, best beasts must feare,
When Eagles please to prey, poore birds they teare:
Thus must our Peers and Stae, be fool'd to death,
Unlesse inforct Armes, save their vitall breath:
Court Sycophants, by smooth Sophisme, all would Chut,
To make us lie dovvne, till our throats vvere cut:
Which since it is a damnable conclusion:
To bring on all, Phaeronian confusion;
Our vvifer Ephorists, from Religion, Reason,
Grace, Nature, Lavves, tooke Armes vvithout least Treason,
[Page 11] In just defence of Parliament and Lawes,
To save the Land from
Minotaurioen jawes:
From
Papiz'd, Irish, French, and
Atbions soyle,
Who all cry still, up
Moah to the spoyle:
2
King. 2.
Withall, as with one bolt, to kill outright
Two Birds: and two walls with one pencill white:
They had another just, politicke end,
From forreigne soes the Land for to defend.
From
Turke, Pope, Spaine: who in their hot desires,
Dance at our frets; and warme at our wisht fires;
Gardiners, ay'md withall, to root out weeds,
Cockles and darnell
Infelix Lollium sterilesque dominantur avena.
with their stems and seeds.Even knowne Delinquents. Lastly, to protect
These Lawes, which grosse Delinquents
Grosse Delinquents ought to be punished by Gods Law. Lev. 19. 15.
Deut. 17. 10, 11, 12, 21. 3
& cha. 24. 13.
By the Cannon Law L. prospiciendum F. de poenis. And Politicians verdict Bodin lib. de Rep. cap. 10.
num. 100.
& War. ab Erenb. de Reg. subd. cap. 3.
num. 3.
should correct:For take away our Fundamentall Lawes,
And take the bit and bridle from the jawes,
Of Horse, Mule, Cammell: from the pendent vine,
Osyers, and Hops: the props on which they twine;
Yea, from their strengthning oakes, weake Ivies slip.
Nay more, helme, anchor, mast, take from the ship:
And let it be expos'd, by waves, and shocks,
When Boreas blusters, on the splitting rocks:
No Pilot then, no
Palamure affoard it,
When mutineers would rob it, Pyrates board it.
Yea pull from houses their foundations strong,
And like to
Dagons Shrine, lay all along:
From cities too, their circling walls pull downe,
Castles, ports, forts, the strength of each Mart towne.
(As if into
Thebes, Babylon, Rome, Troy,
Medes, Gothes, Greeks, Turkes, were let in to destroy.)
Yea nerves and sinnewes, from the body take,
When Lawes we doe, annihilate, scorne, breake,
For none but dolts, in grace, art, natures schooles,
Doe think that Kings rule men, like beasts, and mules
Which they may yoake; whip, draw, drive as they will,
And as meere brutes, whom (when) they please may kill:
Without more cause or ground, then Butchers give,
Why they let oxe, sheep, cow, or dye, or live.
And that men may not in
Elias case,
2
King. 1. 9, 10.
Davids
1
Sam. 20.
ch. 21, 22. 23
and
Jonathans
Sam. 14. 15.
resist acts base:
[Page 12] Kind, bloudy: when rage rules, and reason sleepes,
(Then
Hagar beturn'd out
Gen. 21. 9. 10.
tho
Ismael weepes.)What's Regall, if Illegall? well we know,
Sydrack and
Misacke, did disdaine to bow,
In idolizing
Dan. 3. 18.
to great
Babels King.
Daniel is Gods too, (not mans underling:
Dan. 6. 8, 9, 10.
So Martyrs, Prophets, and Apostles: all
Confessors did to God
Acts 5. 28, 29.
not men, rise, fall.
Romes Pretor must, 'gainst
Traian
Plutarchin Trajane.
use the sword,If crost by Law be his Command, Act, Word.
Oh wash your braines with Saige, you
Tibers Dawes,
As Kings rule men, know Kings are rul'd by Lawes:
Withouten vvhich, like
Tiber, Tigris, Thames,
Yea like svvel'd Sea, they overflovv their Realmes,
Noahs and
Ogyges floud: their devastations
Doe embleme: yea
Ducalions inundations.
Oh then they clapper-clavv the best, long hated,
As lions, balls, and beares, let loose, vvhen baited.
But for to sparr more close, to put a hooke
On the Malignants nose, right led, to looke
That Parliaments, be novv the povvers supreme,
(Tho Rotchets Rebels, Robes, long held crosse Theame.)
Yea
Ephorists and
Tribunes glob'd in one,
Not
Popes) may plant, supplant
Read their power affirmed and confirmed by
[...] de Senatus. Alibusius Polit. a pag. 193. 194
ad pag. 223.
Iunior
[...] de vindice lib. 1. 9. 1.
Borrh. de author magniconsilii num. 170.
Haitoman in histan Franc. cap. 10
& 10
a Regall throne:Chiefly Electives peccant, may goe dovvne,
As oft the
Germain, and
Polonian Crovvne.
The great
Venetian Dakes, the
Palatine,
Ill governed, to others may decline:
With all, the povver successive cannot stand,
If that the svvord be in a tyrants hand.
Wolves, Tygers, Heriticks, Fooles they bridle may;
Oppose, depose some; Politicians say.
Timpler, Althusius, Bodin; Tholosens,
A
[...]sius and
Daneus, make it plaine:
With
Lipsius, Coquier, and the rest; Inditers
Of Politicks; of Common-vvealths the Writers:
Chiese
Junior Br
[...]us in his rods and vvhips
For Tyrants;
De vindice Tyrano
[...]um.
Where he, as vvith pincers nips,Wolvish
Caligula's, Demitions,
Nero's, Herodians
Hero l, Antipas, Agryppa Asalonnes.
Dionisians
Hastings and
Buokingham, who (like Boares) did stick.
Bohemlab's Wenceslans, Jewer Uzziah,
Polands Popiell, treacherous
Athalia.
Phereus, Cosroes, Basilides,
With millions moe, who sympathiz'd with these,
In pride, lust, bloud, in bookes enumerated,
Of these & other Tyrants deposed or slain, read Melancton Chron. lib. 2. Iosep. anti
[...]. lib. 13 c. 18. Daneus lib. 6 Polit. cap. 3.
[...] Aelianus varioe, hist. li. 15. Gorlicius in polit. axioni. 116. Lipsius li 6. polit. cap. 5. Bodin lib. 2. de Rep.
Who from ill-governed Crowns were dislocated.
Our Beuclark
Prin; (after whose pen to write,)
Were
Iliads after
Homer to indite:
Whose works unparalel'd, unanswered be,
Like to learn'd
Reynolds, Romes Idolatry
De Idolairia Rom. ccolesin.
:He proves the Case, by demonstration plaine,
From
England, Scotland, Italy and
Spaine:
From
Polland, Denmarke, Hungary and
France.
Bohemia too: in passing measures dance,
Of Avirice, Lust, Injustice; bloud; each King
Was curb'd or cur'd; when they abus'd their sting:
Like master Bees in Hives, they had no Thrones,
But were extruded
Of the Parliamentary power in our Nation, read Case in his politicks li. 3.
ca. 15.
& Sir Tho. Smith
in his English. Government, lib. 2.
sect. 2.
& how exercised against Hen. 3. H. 6.
& Rich. 2.
read Pollidor Virgil, Hist. li. 11
Walsin. in R. 2.
Hollinshed in H. 6.
& Westm. in H
[...]the 3.
like to Wasps and Droanes.Shepheards and dogs, if once with wolves they side
Against the sheep, what sheep can this abide.
How the great
Pan (just
Jove) doth much adhorre it,
Hanging or banging, it is to good for it.
But if the shepheard doe the wolfe detest,
Why walks he with him? hugs him in his brest
Chiefly the wolfe cal'd Rebell, that' the worst
Of
Irish Wolves; of God and man accurst.
Who like a
Curtian gulfe, and
Minotaured,
Not onely many millions hath devoured
Of brutes and sheep; but ore the world hath sluncke,
With
Hecatombes of Christians bloud, late drunke.
And like a good flesht dog, unworm'd, and wood,
Is now hug'd, fed, to gulfe more righteous bloud
Of every
Naboath and
Nathaniell,
Who will not side with
Rome, Pope, Prelate, Hell.
If any cavilling
Thrase, make his vaunt,
His Regall Pastor, is a Protestant,
And hath confirm'd his Faith by solemne oath,
By Edicts, and by Proclamations both;
[Page 14] That he hath neither
Iesuites tongue, nor pate,
(As
Arrius once) for to equivocate.
More then his Prelates, (on whose sleeves he pins,
His Rites, Religion, Faith: War, Bloud-sheds, Sins,
To carry them in postures odd, or even,
As they poize dubious scales, to Hell or Heaven.)
Yet if a Protestant, great
Coesar be,
With the Papiz'd, why holds he sympathie?
Such is the man, as he, with whom he talks,
Italians say, but chiefe with whom he walks:
And Gods Word faith, which cannot be beguiled,
Together two walk not, unreconciled.
Though that the Swallow eat no corne, all knowes,
What doth she yet amongst the carrion Crowes.
As the Clowne told her, when their necks were wrung,
Shee bore a sad part in their fatall song.
Sound sheep, sound men, sound apples get a spot,
And taint, by living, (lying) with the rot
Est aliquid mali prop
[...]er vicinum malum, & dumvident l
[...]es
[...]s oculi, leduntur & ipsi.
And who to bad mens manners, be no strangers;
By their conversings, doe incure their dangers
Rev. 18. 4.
Why should
Iehoshaphat in lawlesse war,
Assist an
Ahab, an Idolater
1 Kin. 22. 4. 2 Kin. 3. 7.
Salve this sly Sophisters, with Papall prattle:
His life was well nigh lost
Vers. 32.
in that mad battle;Besides, he so far felt
Astroea's rod,
That he was sore redargued by his God
2
Chr. 19. 2
.But Cavilliers will cavill here, and prate,
Charles was distrest, and in a piteous straite:
(As once our
English Edward, Iohn, and
Stephen;
Richard the Second to) and so straite driven
By his owne Barons, who on him did War,
That he must seeke for ayde, both neere and far.
And like a pit falne man, might use the fist
Of
Turke, Iew, Pagan, Popist, Polithist:
As one diseas'd to heale him in sound fashion,
May use his art, thats of a forreigne Nation.
(Gallon, Hipocraies, of Gretian Race,
Razit or
Avicen, Arabians base.)
This is a Gordian knot, Malignants thinke,
Put one may loose it, who doth dreame or winke.
[Page 15] For first Court Sycophants put him in the pit,
As all may see; who hood-winck not their wit:
His patriots too, firme friends, as pure as gold,
If on their helping hand he had tooke hold,
Had like to
Reuben
Gen. 37. 21.
, and to
Ieremi's
Ier. 38. 11, 12.
friend,Soone hug'd him out, and brought a calming end
To his fear'd stormes; had kept him safe and sure,
(Tho Feares no fence have, Jealousies no cure.)
If his true friends then, (vainly thought his foes,)
Had frost-nipt in their buds, his selfe made woes?
What need had he to use his Mount'bancks more,
Who make his bloudy salves worse then his sore.
But easie cries the child, whose lip doth hang,
And soone we finde a staffe
Facile est invenire baoulum, ut cedas canem.
a dog to bang:And we may in the streightest bulrush got,
(As Mice make holes in walls) soone make a knot.
As easy, Kings: as combats from the barrell,
With their best Peeres may pick or make a quarrell.
Foxes, tho at the fountaines head they drinke,
Lambes at the streames
Fabula Aespi.
, themselves yet wrong'd may think.(From reason and Religion, tho much swerving)
Base flattery gets respect
Obsequium omicos, veritas odium parit.
, more then deserving:In Courts, in Camps, in Colledges, in Schooles,
Shewes more then substances, please flattered Fooles:
But as Kings sow, they reap
Gal. 6. 7.
, selfe doe, selfe have,Better to make no wounds, then balmes to crave:
Better sit still, then fall; for factious fellowes,
In clawing Kings, but rope themselves for th'Gallowes,
As
Empson, Dudley did, and
Gavestan,
Mortimer, Spencers Haman, crusht each one?
Ill counsel'd Kings, spliton the wracking shelves
Of their selfe-will: by none hurt, but themselves:
Causelesse on others, tho the blame they lie:
As children full dugs sucking, then most crie.
If lawlesse Kings will doe, what doe they should not,
Tho Kings, they suffer must, even what they would not.
(No more then Angels, high
Pet. 2. 4. Iude 6. Casman his Angelographia,
[...]d Smal
[...]alds looke of Angels.
, now turn'd low Devils)They are not free from active passive evils;
Torrents of woes break on them, still ground winning,
Which they might well have stopt in the beginning:
[Page 16] Soone is the fracture knit, the broken bone,
The fresh wound balm'd; scarce cur'd long let alone.
Who on the hill top stands, he needs not run
Downe, neck breake, cliffy rocks, he well may shun:
But if he will run downe: his wilfull race,
Precipitation brings: (a woefull case.)
He stayes not till, he to the bottome come:
Then Kings fall
Fatalianen funt alia & quos perdere vult Deus? res prius
[...]. Instat in multis Gorlieius in axtomotibus Eccles. & polit.
, when their brittle glasse is run:They need not kindle fires: they may prevent,
(By quenching sparks) the flames, which they repent:
Yet as a man halfe drown'd, on ought layes hold,
With frivolous, scruples, they doe still make bold,
Forsooth we must not touch the Lords Anointed,
In
Davids case? How is this Text di
[...]oynted:
For were not Priests Anointed, as were kings?
What false notes, yet, so ere, Court flattery sings:
Malignant Priests were toucht, yea two combust,
Scorcht (like
Romes Priests of
Priapus) with lust.
Besides how topsie turvie, head to tale,
Is the Text turn'd, as underboard the saile,
For God reproved Kings for
Israels sake,
His owne Anointed
Psal. 105. v. 13, 14, 15,
, not, (as most mistake,)
Israel for touching Kings: whom they destroy'd,
(Seon and
Og
Psal. 136. 18, 19,
: and such as them anoy'd:Thus regall mists dispers'd, and clouds dispel'd,
For legall must our patriots warres be held.
Lord ope all eyes; how is the sword abused,
Against them: Ist for Liberties, Lawes used?
For, or against the Wolfe? your wits bring hither,
Birds of a feather ever flock together.
To shut your eyes against the Sun its vaine;
Prynns royall favourite, doth make this plaine
As also the blabbing Letters now lopcned. sound in the Kings Cabinet at Nasby Field. T
Hence our
Armodians, Aristogitons,
Our
Brutusses, and our
Timoleons:
Our
Statists, Ephorists, have just Armes tooke up,
Ere they their owne bloud drunke, in such a cup,
As
Alexander Pops, prepard one night
To poyson Cardinals
Apud Guiccardinum & platinam.
: or Monkish spite,
The Monks of Bangor poisoned him in the Eucharist
For English
John, and
Henry Emperour,
When their worst humours, they began to stir,
[Page 17] Hence grew
Vatiman, tho defensive wars,
More bloudy then the worst, of civill jars,
'Twixt
Guelphes, and
Gibellines, Italians,
The
French, Aurelians, and
Burgundians,
The
Florentine Pazzi, and the
Medices,
Yea,
Spinolists and
Dorians, not like these,
In
Genoa: Nor in Saint
Patricks Land,
Where
Butlers bold, did
Geraldines withstand.
Yea these hot bickerings, which
Romes ruines wrought,
When the
Casarians with
Pompeians fought:
And when fierce
Saylla, who
Marius slew,
Unto his side sanguinolent Factions drew.
Nor
Catelines Conspiracy of old,
Which
Saluft hath, in bloudy lines inrol'd:
Nor these Battalians, when
Laucastrian line,
In
Albion, did from house of
Yorke decline.
When as the
White Rose in twice fourteen yeares,
Was dy'd in bloud of Vulgars, Nobles, Peores
All these with many such, where lust, pomp, pride,
In bloudy coaches, did in Trophies ride,
Were scarce like ours so fatall, fierce, false, thieving,
Sanguinolent, mercurializ'd, mischieving.
Like
Cadmus brethren, and the
Midi
[...]nites
Iud. 7. 22.
y 2 Sam. 2. 16
;
Joahs and
Abners men y, in Martiall fights;
We one another stab: the Son the Sire,
Some scarce know why, since Gospell all desire,
As all pretend: yet must be propagated
By such as Grace, and Gospell ever hated.
(As Puttocks, Chicks,)
Arminians
Painted Papists.
,
Papists, Kebs,
Athests; with
Harpies Talents, bloudy nebs?
Who would pervert, (subvert) Religion, Lawes,
With wiles of Foxes, and the Lions pawes.
Great
Charles, blind-folded long
Collirium
Rev. 3. 18.
get,And
Hellibare
Opus esi Helebaro Horacè
, to cure thy after wit:Least
Troian like, thy deare bought, after lore,
Cause thee to wish thou had been wise before:
Us'd art thou ladder like,
Romes ends to climbe,
c Sero sapiunt thriges, sero medicina paratur.
A Masse-God to resetle in this Clime:
Round-headed sheep devour'd, dogs, shepheards, hang'd:
Tiberian Wolves brought in; unbit, unbang'd,
Fresh pluckt, by
Peter-pence, brought in againe:
Then throw this Ladder by, they'l cry or burn it,
Unlesse to
Rome or
Tiber, we can turne it,
Fauxes and
Ravillacks, they have yet store,
To use thee as
French Henries heretofore:
As living Insects doe from dead Brutes breed,
From
Parry, Lopus, Titohburne, Squire, proceed.
A nest of vipers, which would sting thy brest,
Thee (as our
Deborahs
See Cambdeus Eliz. b. & Spencers fiery Queens, of this late Deborah.
once) they doe detest:Unlesse like their two
Maries, thou be knowne,
Their Catholick creature; tooth and naile their owne:
Thy face, (fate state) in other Kings, broke glasses,
View, rue: be not feduc'd, by snakes, or asses.
In Court and Camp, thou wil'st be waited on,
By many a
Iaques, Clement, Babington:
Jesuites, assassinates, to make thee breake,
Unlesse the language of the Beast
Rev. 13. 15. 16.
thou speake.And be an Agent of the scarlet Whore,
Sure as thy Creed, they ayme the King no more.
If every Roundhead, in
Herodia's wish,
Were lopt like
Iuhasf,
Marke 6.
laid in a Courtly dish:If Protestants all, were in their bloudy doome,
As headlesse as
Caligula
Suetonius.
, wisht
Rome:Thee and thine
Esther, (tho not worth the name,)
Thy
Hamans would consume
Cum hereticis nulla fides.
in selfe same flame,With thy best Subjects, who the Whoore doe hate
Rev. 17. 14.
Thou (thine) would ruine, with thy ruined State:
Eyes quick as
Argus, Linceus, Haukes and Eagles,
Doe see thee haunted, hunted, with
Romes Beagles.
French, Irish, English; and lament thy state,
'Moagst thy
Nimrodia
[...]s, most
Italianite.
Who tho they Spaniell-like, now feine and jeere thee,
(As Apes and Monkies mop,) yet would they teare thee
Worse then
Actaeons dogs, when to dire dangers,
They had thee brought, by
Romaniz'd Meanders.
Most Noble
Charles, what
England, Ireland feares,
Or feeles from Papists come, and Cavilliers.
Right saddles for to set upon right horses,
Thy Priests thy Prelates, be our curses crosses.
[Page 19] Yet tho the naked truth in
Ruth I write,
With beasts at
Ephe sui, I seeme to sight.
Yet sheep doe bleat, bulls bollow, orblaspheme.
Vociferating loud this threed-bare theame:
What, shall we have no King? will you put downe
His Regall Scepter; Diadem, and Crowne?
Shall Monarchy, turne to Democracie?
Or into flourishing Arristocracie?
(As once in
Lacedemon, Athens, Greece,
And now in
Venice, with their golden fleece;
The
Cantons, Belgicks, and the prosperous
Duteh,
What dares your zeale, the Lords Anointed touch:
Is this concordant to Religion, reason?
Or to speake roundly, plaine
Roundbeaded Treason:
Thus like the Clownes shorne Hog, the world you gull,
Here is much cry, but very little wooll.
The poore bird
Taurus
Apud Plinium,
hath a little body,Yet such a night voyce hath, would feare a Noddy.
Here's rock and spindle, but our yarne you want,
Your Queree's have someshowes, with substance scant.
Great bolts you shoot, but will you stand and stay,
The
Persians and
Hybernians run away;
(Their darts once cast,) as
Cravens out of pits,
Cowards, have
Clineas, and
Dametas wits,
To scold, not fight; your scruples we indite them
Of spleene: It's to confute them
Reeitasse est confutasse ut
[...]lim Bernardus do heresibus.
to recite them,To all your quests; simplicians, heare our noes,
You vent what's vaine: Oh see your selfe wrought woes
The
Roundheads cause the ruines of the Land,
As
Stentertons Steeple, caused
Goodwins sand:
They like to
Noah, Lat, Moses, Aaron stay
Floud-gates of wrath, would wash us quite away.
Elias did not trouble
Israel,
But
Ababs Chaplaiues, and their
Jezabelle
The Lambs Plea to the Fox stands in small stead,
He dies for troubling of the Fountaines head.
Had powder plot prevail'd, the
Puritane,
Not acting Papist, should have borne tho blame.
Emilius did it, but
Rutilius
Fecit Emilius, plectitus Rutilius.
Must suffer, Is not this injurious
[Page 20] Court brambles we would lop, but they are held
Precious; and fruit-trees best, for bryars repel'd.
We loath Court gangreenes, spred from ill to worse,
We love all pure like gold, we hate the drosse:
We love not thornes and pricks: we love the rose,
The King we dearly love: but not his foes:
Except as we for their conversion pray,
Or fear'd conclusion; (dogs have but their day;
As had
Apostate Iulian, whose curst head,
By prayers the Primitive Church, soone crushed dead,
Tyrants like him be clouds
Nubecula eito Iransiens
or squibs I thinke,Their flashes, fires, cracks, thunders
Read the booke called Brute fulmi
[...]
, end in stinke.Quince, Apples, Peares, we love, but we love not,
In peares (or Peares) or Prince, what's naught and rot,
Like to
Ezekiels Figs; the nuts faire shell,
We loath: of wormes, if the rot kernell smell:
A King we love for wisdome, not for wracks,
Borne in Malignants Armes, or on their backs;
Chain'd to their hearts: his power pind on their sleeve,
To shoot their bolts, to seale what they beleeve:
We love a shepheard, who loves in his heart
His sheep: but not as he with wolves takes part,
Seales them a warrant, or his Shepperdesse,
(Or sleeps till seal'd,) to woory great and lesse,
A hundreth fifty thousand, as Priests boast,
In (the right land of Ire) Saint
Patricks coast.
Besides these naked stript, as creckets, wormes,
In frosts, and colds, sterv'd to untimely urnes.
The Sun we love and Planetary powers,
Ripening plants, minerals; filling our bowers
With
Ceres, (Bacchus) Fruites: but when in May
Malignant Planets so doe be are the sway;
Calme aire that they imbitter, and dive hence,
Phebus his sweet, and fruitfull influence,
This we love not: since what God gives most good
Turnes worst infected
Corrup
[...]io optimi pess
[...].
, like corrupted bloud,Which purer that it was, it sooner locks
Life in Death chaines, by seavers, pests and pox,
Infection taking soone; as tinder powder
Takes fire; which makes the crack (the wrack) the louder.
[Page 21] A sword we love well matcht, well watcht, well man'd,
In
Davids
1
Sam. 21. 9.
,
Salomons
1
Kin. 3. 24.
, or
Samuels hand;To how our
Hagags
1
Sam. 15. 32, 33.
, our
Amalakites,Which doth avenge our blouds, our wrongs with rights;
Not governed by a fem, fox, child
Ne puera gladium.
or boy
Iuvenis atate & moribus apud philosophum.
Themselves or others likely to destroy:
This is
Tom-tell-truth; and in plaine words said,
We
Macedonians call a spaide a spaide:
We from equivocating are averse,
With
Friers and
Iesartes we doe not converse;
Their vermisht Lies, and their Gunpowder evill,
They learned from the Serpent
Gen. 3. 5. Eritu tanquans dij, id est demon
[...].
, from the Devill.For to anatomize our hearts more plaine,
Let Momus through and through them looke againe.
A Pilot wise we love; which set at Helme,
Steeres right: not those, who State-ships overwhelme,
Ill counselled, to split us on the rocks
Of Papisme, Lawlesse, will, Court flattering, blocks:
Our Children deare we love: but we love not
In Children, scuiffes, scabs, carbuncles, or spot;
Their bodies, soules, healths wealths, and names we love,
But their vaine humours we doe not approve:
Chiefe their unequall weddings; when vaine elves,
With us they quite undoe, their silly selves:
Ruinate their houses, breake their parents hearts,
As
Esau did, by acting
Esau's parts:
By marrying with a
Hetbete
Gen 26. 34. 35.
,
Cananite
Deut 7.
& Chap. 13.
,Whom God and good men have abhorred quite:
By matching with a
Dallilah, a
Lais,
A
Rhodope, Zantippe, Flora, Thais:
Romes proud
Poppea, or
French Bruni child,
(Best Peeres of
France, by bloudy wiles, who kil'd)
Chiefe wedding one infected with disease
Of swolne spleens like,
Katherine de medices:
Margaret of
France, and such
French fems as ever,
Ominous to
England were, but prosperous never:
As now our pressures are beyond expression
Able in marbled hearts, to make impression,
More cause to show of our inforced Wars,
Were drops to adde to scas, to Sunshine Stars.
[Page 22] As we
Charles Person, (not his Parasites) love,
Heaven speed our Plough: our Cause so blesse great
Jove,
Moralists who
Ethicks read, know in a trice,
That we may love a man, but hate his vice:
In Loser, Loves, Lusts, Follies sonnes we hate,
Chiefe when their Comrades, would them ruinate,
And they with
Eli's sons to ruine tending
1
Sam. 2. 25
To all good counsels deafned eares belending;
As Records writ (like
Thehas and
Troy) in bloud,
Relate their falls, who Counsels have withstood:
Lies then which taxe our loves, come from the Devill,
Once more we love the King; not the King a Evill,
Which hath kild moe within this three yeares space,
In both Climes, of each Sect, Sex, Garbe. and Race;
Then all late plagues, in
Austria
In Grosius his Tragicall Histories.
Rome, Vienna,Which Idolizers shipped for
Gehenna,
In
Charons boate: Oh here the shooe doth wrinch!
We doe not put it off, yet tho it pinch,
As Court, Camp, State, by
Doegs be disjoynted,
Doegs we touch; but not the Lords Annoynted.
Let this then muzzle all Malignant lips,
The Prince we love; but not his Pests, our Whips
Esay 10. 5.
:We are not Spaniels, nor yet
Russian Wives,
We cannot love our beaters, for our lives.
We are not Stockfish,
Irish-Lacquies-Lasses:
Better for beating, like to Hemp and Asses:
Of Travellers coriatiz'd, we passe the rankes,
We cannot injuries receive with thankes.
If a
Musalman strike an
English man
Right bred; he sparrs but with a Cocke oth' game.
What need my moved Muse Apologize
More, for our Senators, just, pious, wise:
Our Patriots themselves well understand,
They aime to sweep
Romes Locusts from the Land:
To shake those poysonous vipers off, which cleave,
More like to
Charles his heart, then hand or sleeve;
By demonstration this is more then plaine,
To every eye not blinde, head mad, heart vaine:
A King they wish like gold, resin'd (removed
The drosse) as once of God and man beloved,
Who grew with God and man in grace and favour,
As
Nero
In
[...]is qu
[...]n niu
[...].
for some yeares vvas lov'd of Saints,Ere fired
Rome, with Martyrs bloud he paints,
Their loves turne pities, that by slattering breath,
Too credulous Kings, should laughing goe to death,
As did
Cel
[...]nus
Apud Curtium.
that
Gymnosaphist.And learn'd
Democritus, Philologist.
Tho subtle cubs, by clawings,
Tigers please,
(As
Dionisius hug'd, base
Damocles)
Their pawes yet felt, ill manag'd by their breeders,
They kill for want of clawing, friends and feeders.
I draw my paper sailes up at this time,
In few words, adde my
Colophonian line:
We love a wise, just, and right counselled King,
But not a vassalized underling;
To what his creature mould him, tost and hurried,
As in their ship and coach; or hauke-like carried,
As on his Faulconess fists, (whom he so loves,)
Tibers Crowes span'd, to pounce his rich plum'd Doves.
Phebus we lo
[...]e, not
Phae
[...]on to ride.
Drawne with wilde horses trapt in Prelates pride:
Yea Horses of
Belleroph
[...]n, too bad,
Which wise
Minerva's curbing bit nee'r had.
David Sauls skin
[...]oucht not
1
Sam. 24. 10.
, yet in his rage,His harp and hand
1
Sam. 16. 23.
, his frenzies did asswage:Now our
Patritians, Davids Art and Heart
Doe use; inforc't to act the curbing part,
Of just wise
Ephorists, as most phys
[...]call,
To cure the humours tumours of some
Saul,
Whose furious daris are throwne in either clime,
At
Jonathans just
1
Sam. 20. 23.
but at no
Philistine,Unto, untun'd States, Pretors, Tribunes ever,
Musitians were, Chyrurgians, which the Liver,
Yea, Heads and Hearts of dead sick Common-wealths,
Did seeke to cure, and to procure their healths:
As our
Samaritans seeke to heale and help,
Now a sick King, sicke state, (what ere
Kebs yelp)
Yea for to rescue him, my faith beleeves,
Both falne and wounded' mongst a den of theeves.
[Page 24] His true friends credit this, sure as their
Creed,
Their
Pater noster is, he may not bleed:
That no haire from him fall, no finger ake,
At thought of which, their very hearts doe quake:
They wish that from Court Philters free, from Charmes
Of
Baby'onians, he be free from harmes:
His Senators (firmest friends) these snakes detest,
Who hate his Person: Crowne: Seed: Eagled nest,
For him and his, they heartily doe pray
1
Tim. 2. 2.
,As
Paul for
Nero
Nero reigned in Pauls time under whom be was crucified with Peter.
, (tho contrary way,Some Serpents hisse) for King of
Babylon,
As
Ienos did pray: (what ere fooles babble on)
So they for him: that God would ope his eyes,
Direct, correct his will, and make him wise;
Like the patrizing son of him, whose name,
Of
Rex pacifious, loud trumps his fame:
We pray his course by Parliamenting lore,
That he may sleare, as
Albions Kings of yore:
This
Via Lactea, in a golden meane;
Would make him unto after times a Theame.
Yea, subject of an Annall, and a Story,
Graven in brasse, to his immortall glory:
As were our
Henries, Fifth, and Seventh, (Not Eight)
Young
Edward, Iames, Eliza. who rul d right.
Alphonsus, Domocles, and
Aristides,
Envied
Thanistocles, Mil
[...]iades.
We pray he may live blest, like
Charldemaine,
And rise in Honour, (dead) above
Charles Waine:
Thus votes each
Round-head, and each Sound-head plaine,
His, and the Kingdomes losse, so to regaine:
This would them glad, as if from
France and
Spaine
Charles were return'd, into himselfe againe;
(As by a metaphoriz'd transmutation,
Or by a
Pythagoriau transmigration,)
His going from himselfe, into vaine hearts,
Good soules hath sadded (madded) hatcht our smarts.
Malignants doe not these beleeve at all,
But on our Senators acts, still spurt more gall.
Our State disease now found withouten fees,
I curing counsell give; cut downe the trees
At least their lopping cropping I commend:
Or else translate them to another soile;
Who would not worry wolves, the lambs who spoile?
When the great
Pan (beats dogs, which fright the fox,
And sides with wolves, then
Roundheads fit for blocks;
Then will the world run round on whirling wheeles,
Antipodiz'd, then goe our upward heeles,
And downe falne heads: the Cavillier then swaggers,
Or reeles, like calves with sturdy, horse with staggers,
Fooles we who chuse the brambles, leave the Cedars,
Olives and Vines to be our Heads, Guides, Leaders.
Whil'st each
Abimelecke, like ram or beare,
Iudges 9. per toium.
Our
Gidconized heads would crush; throates teare:
Dragging the Lion too, to take their part,
(As doth the Lionesse) whil'st they his heart,
(Unpapiz'd) plot to pierce, yet 'mongst themselves,
Scichimites may fight: milstones
verse 53.
may crush these elves;As once on
Ameleck were hailstones rained,
(Sling'd stones
Sam. 17 49
, hornes
Iosh. 6. 20.
, goads
Iudges 3. 3
, jawbones
Cha. 15. 16.
, have Tyrants (tamed,)Some way just
Nemesis will burne our bryers:
What trees be not for fruits
Mat. 3. 10.
, must be for fires:Downe must they, tho whole woods, and groves for number,
The Common-wealths grand forrest, if they cumber:
Our
Iothams just, from times and histories,
Propound these parables, these misteries:
Tho like
Cassandra, they be not beleeved,
Which glads mad
Greekes, tho
Trojans true be grieved:
Each trusty
Troilus, Laomedon,
Chalcas and
Hector for their madnesse mourne,
Whil'st every
Paris, who his Paradice
Plants in his lusts, is blinde to all advice:
So much Court
Philters, poysoned, can bewitch them,
Till their owne rods of ruine, scourge and switch them:
Meane space
Aeolian, and
Dardanian smarts,,
Whil'st princely
Priamus acts even pitied parts:
Who least his fatall favourites be annoyed,
Lets
Troy
Quicquid delirant Reges plectuntur Achivi.
still burne; till
Ilium be destroyed:Yet he and his for bloud of many an
Abell,
May by his mad blades fall, tho propt by
Babell:
Whose Kingdome for
Sauls bloudy house plagu'd was.)
Unlesse some Hearb of Grace, so rub his eye,
For crimson siunes seene, he for mercies, cry
(As did
Mauritius
Crying when murthered by Phocas: just us est dominus & rectum judicium.
Theodosius
After his Thessalonian Mass
[...] Ambrose brought him to publicke penance.
,
Saul
Acts 9. 11. 1 Tim. 1. 13.
Israels sweet singer
2 Sam. 11.
, Paganish converts all:)Unlesse that mercy pull him from the jawes
Of murtherers, theeves, (they left unto the Lawes,)
As well deserving in my resolution,
As
Seyron, Cacus, Faux: just execution:
The bloudy oathes of his
God-dam-mec's must,
Turne out their bloud to Mummiamized dust:
Yea their grand Proctors (with their Doctors all
Right
Balaamiz'd) like house of
Ahab
2
Kings. 9. 26.
,
Saul
1
Sam. 20. 2 2
Sam. 21. 6.
,Yea like the house of
Dagon and
Blacke Friers,
May fall downe flat; for bloud still bloud requires:
And Idols which doe most pollute a Land,
Tho propt by Royall favourites; cannot stand:
Retaliating vengeance in times all,
Keepes measures
Mat. 7. 2.
which be Geometricall,And Arithmeticall: like sinnes still heap,
Like sorrowes
Poena & culp a proportierata.
, as men sow, so must they reap;Eat as they bake, and drinke such as they brew,
Tho bowles of bloud, their last Hearb must be Rew.
Admize
[...]eck who the Thumbes off cut,
Of seaventy Kings
Iudg. 1. 6. a Sicnecis artifices arte perire sua.
, was to like penance put:And that
Perillus, who himselfe did gull,
Phalaris him roasts a, in his owne torturing Bull:
That Dancing Minions head too in a trice,
Who
Johus head beg'd, was lopt (some say) by yee.
A bloudy King, worse Queene by dogs were gnawne.
Their bloudy Pageants, perisht-all their spawne.
Most
Pag in Arrian, Papall persecutions,
Found
Iudas fates, and
Ioabs executions.
Whole Volumes could I write to let Kings see,
From former misled Kings, their Tragedie,
Their steps who following fast, their crosse wayes running,
They needs must fall, for all
Romes dawbing cunning.
To salve all these, great
Charles that wars may cease,
Thou and thy Crowne secur'd, get grace with peace;
[Page 27] Peace with thy God, peace with thy Parliament,
For Gospell, God, thy Good, whose aimes be bent.
This cleares all clouds, this teares wipes from the eyes
Of all good subjects, heales all maladies;
See with their
Lincean eyes, vvorke vvith their hands,
Thou and thy Scepter so securely stands.
Rome had not bled an object of poore pity,
But flourisht like that Sea-wed maiden City.
Had bloudy
Nero, sterne
Domitian,
Clodius and
Claudius, like
Vespasian,
Fortunate
Augustus, Traian, Adrian,
(Prais'd like
Germanicus by every man,)
Consulted with
Romes Senate, as of late,
The great
Venetian Duke, with that wise State;
As
Homer (his best president for Kings)
With
Nestor and
Ulysses, counselling brings,
His
Agamemnon; Zenopbon his
Cyrus,
With his grand Peeres: in History
Darius,
With his
Zopyrus: with his
Cyneas,
Great
Pirrhus: by whose wits he Conquerour was:
As
Alexander by
Parmenio,
Did victorize ewhat he did undergoe,
Great
Assuerus by his
Persians wise,
Is quit with
Vasti who did him despise.
Yea
Israels singer in the Text divine,
By
Hushai's Councell, plots did countermine;
And
Nineve's King consults with his grand Peeres,
Heavens wrath to pacifie by Prayers and Teares.
Yea
Absolom heares his
Achitophel,
Tho a Malignant worse then Matchavell:
Oh shut thy eares great Prince to Counsels given
By Serpents, ope them wide to votes from Heaven:
Good men be ships, wide ope to sun and skie,
To earth and water, yet close shut they lie.
Good eares and hearts ope (like the Marygold
Unto the Sun) to Counsell rightly told;
The bad shut like the spring-lock: Adders deafe,
Heare not, or to their hearing give beleife:
Like
Zedekiah, or like
Eli's sons,
Who threatnings scoft, like squibs and paper guns:
[Page 27] Lightnings and thunders held till bolts they felt,
Hearts
Pharoiz'd, lesse then Smiths Anvils melt.
Lord soften thine like wax, to take impressiou
Of sound advice, this soone salves all digression.
Oh blesse our eyes or eates with that bless day,
To know thee with thy Peeres; for which we pray:
(A Senate just they be, tho thou retire,
A wife's a wife, tho scorcht with jealous ire:
A husband wrongfully seduc'd, forsake her.)
But of thy presence be they once partaker,
This would turne Guns to Gownes, and Blades to Bookes,
Calme furious
Mars, and cleare
Bellona's lookes:
This Targets turnes to Plowes: Helmets to Hives,
Speares into Mattocks, Swords to Trades-mens knives:
Penury to Plenty, Discords into Loves:
Haggards to Hens, and Harpies into Doves.
Wars into Peace; and into pleasure paine,
The golden Age should thus returne againe.
Oh this would dignifie our
Albions fame!
Angloi's should name of Angels thus regaine;
Yea whatsoere is lost this would make even,
In dry hay make up all, our Hell turn'd Heaven.
Thus have I ript State wounds, Church wracks, Camp woes,
With salves: ere
Cynthia yet few circles goes;
If these my sound prescriptions be tooke well,
My Muse to balme our bleedings, moe may tell,
Ecclesiastick and Politicall,
Tho against those some
Doegs loud will baule;
Some Asses bray, some Snakes sting; which no cure
For the Kings Evill, can or will indure:
In touch of which each Cavillier who kicks,
Shewes that his galled hide, my sharp pen pricks.
FINIS,