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 forth
As 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 gall
Full 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,
[Page 5] With such Sampsonian Foxes
Judg. 15. 14.
, linckt in Ire;
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 catch
Shadowes 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 so
True 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.
[Page 9] Egypts Taskmasters
Exod. i. 13. 13. Cha. 5. 6
may not be gainsaid,
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 eight
His 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 resolutions
With 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
[Page 13] Phalaris, Busiris, and our crookt-back Dick,
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,
[Page 18] England a golden Goose, like Venice, Spaine,
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,
[Page 23] Like John
Luke 1. 80.
and Samuel, by
1 Sam. 2. 26
good behaviour,
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
[Page 25] Which bud from Tiber, and to Tiburns tend,
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:
[Page 26] (As in good Davids dayes it came to passe p,
2 Sam. 21. 1,
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,

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