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A40859	The Famous tragedie of the life and death of Mris. Rump shewing how she was brought to bed of a monster with her terrible pangs, bitter teeming, hard labour, and lamentable travell from Portsmouth to Westminster, and the great misery she hath endured by her ugly, deformed, ill-shapen basebegotten brat or imp of reformation, and the great cared and wonderful pains taken by Mris. London Midwife, Mris. Hasterigg, Nurse, Gossip Vaine, Gos. Scot & her man Litesum, Gossip Walton, Gossip Martin, Gossip Nevit, Gossip Lemhal, Secluded Gossips, Apprentices : together with the exceeding great fright she took at a free Parliament, and the farall and of that grand tyrant O.C. the father of all murthers, rebellions, treasons and treacheries committed since the year 1648, as it was presented on a burning stage at Westminster the 29th of May, 1660.		1660 (1660)	Wing F385A; ESTC R18088	5,886	9

stinks all the Kingdom over but I cannot help it Mris Rump Oh Nurse it s too late to help now This is that damnable Declaration you causd to be lap'd up in an Oath of Abjuration against my Soveraign Lord the King aspersing him and his whole Line with reproachful lys calling him Tyrant who was the Most Just and Religious King in the World Pray Nurse fling some hot Embers on it and make hast for Mris Murther Mris Rapine and my good neighbour Mris Perjury Nurse I me gone here 's the Midwife Mris Londons come forsooth Mris London Mris Rump how do you I pray Mrs. Rump Oh Mrs. London help me now or I die never did Rump endure so much sorrow with bitter pangs sobs and sighs Oh oh I am ready to die you need not have staid so long there was no Gares Portcullises or posts to hinder you Oh I 'me ready to depart Mrs. London Go and the Devil go with you I came but to laugh at thy misery thou hast had too much of my help already which hath emboldned thee to play the Strumpet I le not assist thee or thy brat any more Guild-hall is too empty of Bodkins Thimbles Rings and Boles to maintain thy whoredom Exit As soon as she had made an end of speaking in came rushing Mrs. Nevill Mrs. Scot Mrs. Walton Mrs. Martin Mrs. Vane c. who presently fell about her business one held her hands another her back and a third her members she being in this grievous agony having no hopes to scape with life desired Mrs. Haslerig to indite a bill to have her pray'd for and that it be speedily sent by the Lord Mayor to the several Congregation within every their respective Parishes for her safe Deliverance which most accurately she penned in form of a Declaration in these words following The Declarations of Mrs. Rump lying very weak and in most grievous Pangs of Child-bearing and cannot be Delivered Whatsoever dangers are threatned or feared either by the great perplexity I am at this present in or by reason of my manifold sins that now in my weakness lie heavy upon my Conscience yet I have assurance that if I confess and forsake them as I have no such intention I shall find mercy Therefore I confess and acknowledge but not from the bottom of my heart that for the space of these 12 years I have been a most cruel murderer not onely of Bodies but of Souls that I have perjur'd my self First by my Oath of All giance and secondly by my Solemn Covenant wherein as in Hos 1.9 I have spoken words swearing falsly in making a Covenant springeth up against me like Hemlock in the furrows of the field That I have most Trayterously betrayed and murdered my lawful King the Anointed of the Lord that I have made Gods House and the Kings house a Den of Thieves that I have loved wickedness and practised it that no fear hath dehorted me from doing any thing but Justice that I have robbed both God the King and have not feared the one nor honored the other that I have used all manner of jugglings Cousenage contradictions and Equivocations that my Religion hath been Railing Blasphemy Treason and Tautalogies And that I have not onely covered but by the instigation of the Devil and against the Lawes of our Soveraign Lord King Charles forceably taken stole and carried away the goods and Chattells of many thousands of his Majesties Loyal and obedient Subjects that I have made this Canaan of all happiness a Golgotha and Field of Blood and have yoaked my fellow Subjects to the Pride Tyranny and Oppression of my own Lust and Ambition instead of Reforming I have deformed instead of repairing I have pulled down Which hath occasioned all these miseries to fall upon me My greatest grief of all being that I know I have committed all this and much more but cannot Repent for the same therefore the several Independents Anabaptists Seekers Ranters Quakers c. within the Cities of London and Westminster and the late Lines of Communications are desired upon next Good Fryday if I shall not be Delivered before to keep a day of feined Humiliation and Prating that the heavy judgements that so inevitably threaten me may be diverted That so I may come in again to Rule Reign and Tyrannize over you Rump everlasting Impositions Assessments and Taxations without end Your Friend and putrified Bum of iniquity Mrs. Rump While this was writing Mrs. Rump grew worse and worse and the good Wives made account she had been drawing on therefore Mrs. London stept to her and spake as followeth viz. Mrs. London Dear Daughter I perceive by thy pulses beating and so much blood springing out of thy Conscience into thy Face that thou art almost already as it were dead and its a question whether the Child thou now art in labour with may come to perfection or no or live to receive its Christendom and though I have upheld thee in all thy Actions and safely brought thee from Portsmouth to Westminster and succoured the Fox 12. years with Plate Bodkins Rings and Bowls yet thy sins and abominations have been so great I cannot deliver thee so as to restore thee to thy former power I advise thee therefore restore what is taken by thy cruel Paws from thy God thy King thy Neighbour and repent of thy perjury Whilst thus she speak the Room was fill'd with smoak over spread clear with darkness the Candles went out and terrible thundrings were heard intermixt with wawling of Catts howling of Doggs and barking of Wolves which strnck a great terrour in all her Gossips In the mean time Mrs. Rump brought forth an ugly deformed Monster without a head goggle-ey'd bloody hands growing out on both sides of its devouring panch under the belly hung a great Bag and the Feet were like the feet of a Bear those that will see this Brat may repair to the Plantation of Fumigosus calld Slavonia whither she is gone to be Nurs'd by Mris Sequestration who no sooner is gone but in comes the Secluded Gossips Enter Secluded Gossips What 's here to do Is no room left for us if not patience upon force must prove a medicine to purge this place from the usurping power of a lawless Rump Gossip Lenthal You are all welcome pray sit down for I should be unwilling to lose the place of Speaking by which my Coffers have been stuft with draining the purses and heart-blood of other mens Estates Secl Gossips Nurse Lenthal Read over some of the last Papers or manuscripts of Mrs Rump Gossip Lenth Here is an Act against the whole Line of King James by which it s neither murther nor Treason to Kill Kings or murther the most Loyal Subjects And here 's another rare Vote which I look upon to be very good in Law for the increasing my Coffers hoping to be a sharer therein that is For sequestring Sir George Booth and all those of the Royal party that assisted him Secl Gossiips Stay there a while We disown your Treasons Those Acts we vote Null and Void Wee 'l clear the way let the next go on where we have left right will take place the stinking Rump be in a rotten condition and though it be supposed we fatte'd them VVee 'l make them Lean and all for sorrow sing Themselves to Hell when England hath a King Enter Free Parl. What hideous Monster 's this that appears thus dy'd in Blood without shape head or Body Mris Rump 'T is I that wait for Pardon Is no Indempnity for me though I have dlpt my hands in the Scarlet dy of Majesty I hope your mercy will exceed my cruelty Parl. I as far as Law and Justice will extends but I see little hope therefore as thou hast sat long in pomp so thou shalt lye in State upon a hurdle and be drawn to thy Country house where as much pains shall be taken for thee as Judas took for himself She trembles Rump Since so it is I le to the City and dy a martyr Enter Prentices Lay hands on her They seiz on her All. Wee 'l end this stink with speed They fling her in the fire and write this Epitaph Here lyes she who was in summe No Head or Body but all Bum VVho did three Nations to confusio● bring She sold her God and murthered her King Enter Prentices with staves and Clubs carrying the Effigies of that old Tyrant O. Cromwell A Prentice Lo here 's the form of that Grand Traytor Noll Who gave a hundred pound a year to Pol To vindicate his bloody Scarlet pawes Under the Notion of a Good Old Cause All the rest We knew it well and did in sorrow sing Whilst Judas like he murderd Charles our King But now wee 'l make the world our deeds admire VVith that they flung the Puppet in the fire Which made the very dust and ashes fly From th' earth as swift as lightning from the Sky And such a noysome Hog and darkness fell As if it had descended into Hell Where with the Rumpish Brat a curse it lyes As though the Devil had torn out the eyes The which was all the pay due for its hire Whose scortching Nose three Kingdoms set on sire EPILOGUE Rejoyce Great Brittain now for Kings there 's none Shall Govern thee but Charles and he alone Will Peace and Plenty to this Nation bring VVho is the Son of Charles thy marttyr'd KING The Rump of Traytors that did sore so high To spill the blood of sacred Majesty Are now defunct Poor VVhore shee 's brought a Bed Of a long Tayl but neither brains or Head FAG RUMP BUM STUMP