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A55276	Poems on affairs of state from the time of Oliver Cromwell, to the abdication of K. James the Second. Written by the greatest wits of the age. Viz. Duke of Buckingham, Earl of Rochester, Lord Bu-------st, Sir John Denham, Andrew Marvell, Esq; Mr. Milton, Mr. Dryden, Mr. Sprat, Mr. Waller. Mr. Ayloffe, &c. With some miscellany poems by the same: most whereof never before printed. Now carefully examined with the originals, and published without any castration.	Buckingham, George Villiers, Duke of, 1628-1687.	1697 (1697)	Wing P2719A; ESTC R26563	139,358	261

to raise Men and Money That at Knightsbridge did hide Those brisk Boys unspy'd Who at Shaftsbury's Whistle were ready to follow And when Aid he should bring Like a true Brandford King Was here with a whoop and gone with a hollow 3. Algernoon Sidney Of Common-wealth Kidney Compos'd a damn'd Libel ay marry was it Writ to occasion Ill Blood in the Nation And therefore dispers'd it all over his Closet It was not the Writing Was prov'd or indicting Tho' he urg'd Statutes what was it but fooling Since a new trust is Plac'd in the Chief Justice To damn Law and Reason too by over-ruling 4. What if a Traytor In spite of the State Sir Should cut his own Throat from one Ear to the other Shall then a new freak Make Braddon and Speak To be more concern'd than his Wife or his Brother A Razor all bloody Thrown out of a Study Is Evidence strong of his desperate Guilt Sir So Godfrey when dead Full of horrour and dread Run his Sword through his Body up to the Hilt Sir 5. Who can think the case hard Of Sir Patience Ward That lov'd his just Rights more than those of his Highness Oh disloyal Ears As on Record appears Not to hear when to do the Papists a kindness An old doting Citt With his Elizabeth Wit Against the French mode for Freedom to hope on His Ears that told Lies VVere less dull than his Eyes For both them were shut when all others were open 6. All Europe together Can't shew such a Father So tenderly nice of his Son's Reputation As our good King is To labour to bring his By tricks to subscribe to a sham Declaration 'T was very good reason To pardon his Treason To obey not his own but his Brother's Command Sir To merit whose Grace He must in the first place Confess he 's dishonest under his hand Sir 7. Since fate the Court blesses With daily Successes And giving up Charters go round for a frolick Whilst our Duke Nero The Churches blind Hero By Murder is planting his Faith Apostolick Our modern Sages More wise than past Ages Think ours to establish by Popish Successors Queen Bess never thought it And Cecil forgot it But 't is lately found out by our prudent Addressors The Battle-Royal A Dream 1687 AS restless on my Bed one Night I lay Hoping with Sleep to ease the toils of Day I thought as graver Coxcombs us'd to doe On all the mischiefs we had late run through And those which are now likely to ensue What 't is that thus the frantick Nation dreads And from what cause their jealousie proceeds Whither at last to what event and end These sad Presages probably might tend For as Physicians always chuse to know Th' original cause from whence Distempers flow And by their early Symptoms boldly guess Whether or no their art shall have success So I like a young bold State Emp'rick too Did the same methods and same course pursue Till with variety of thoughts opprest I turn'd about to sleep and take my rest VVhile fancy like a Quean alone bore sway And did this Vision in a Dream convey Unknown and unperceiv'd I was me-thought Into a close retiring Chamber brought And by my Guide behind the Hangings plac'd VVhere I cou'd hear and see whatever pass'd VVhen in a corner of the room there sat Three fierce contenders in a hot debate And on a Table lay before them there The Directory Mass and Common-Pray'r This in a Cloak That had a shaven Crown The other in a Surcingle and Gown VVho by his Garb Demeaner and grave Look I for a Church of England Preacher took For howsoe'er they 're drest they may be known By a peculiar Carriage of their own At first I heard a strange confused Sound Nor could the meaning nor the sense expound Till he I mention'd last in rage up rose And partly thro' the Mouth and thro' the Nose Did thus his whining Sentiments disclose And is this all the great reward we must Enjoy for being faithfull to our trust VVill all the Services we 've done the King No better recompence and profit bring And can our boasted Loyalty return No other payment but Contempt and Scorn Must we thus basely from our hopes fall down And grow the publick scandal of the Town As our insulting Pride and Government Has been the publick Grievance and Complaint Our Prebends and our Bishops too turn'd out Depriv'd and scorn'd in Querpo walk about And must a transubstantiating Priest Be with their goodly Lands and Lordships blest Did we for this the Popish Plot deride And all our Sense and Nonsense too apply'd To blind the people's Reason and their Eyes To take it for a Sham and meer Device Our best and learned'st of Divines employ To foil the Scent and to divert the Cry Set bawling P ing up to talk it down And fill with canting Raillery the Town Did we for this young Levites send about To charm the Rabble and possess the Rout With feign'd Chymera's of a strange design Against the Church and State and Royal Line And vilely Russel and the rest remov'd When neither Crime or Plot was ever prov'd Nay did we all for this the Church disown And coin a New Religion of our own Of a more spruce and fashionable make Than was the Old and boldly undertake By Scripture for to prove the Common Prayer When we well knew there 's no such matter there Yet like the Calves at Bethel set it up And made them all before the Idol stoop And whosoe'ere the business would dispute We did by Fines and Pillory confute O precious Book the dearest thing that 's ours Except our Livings and our Sine-cures For which might they but still with us abide We'd part with thee or any thing beside As heretofore without reluctance we Have truckt our forfeit Consciences for thee But those are going too no more he cou'd Prevented by an overflowing Flood Of Tears which his lawn Band and Gown besmear'd As th' Ointment drench'd his Predecessor's Beard The subtle Priest who had resolv'd to stay Till he had spoken all he had to say Seeing the wretch with too much Grief o'relaid Stood up and thus the following Answer made 'T is true you 've done all this and ten times more As bad or worse than we have done before And if ye think ye have oblig'd the King Who were but under-Actors in the thing Then what do we deserve whose wit and brain Contriv'd the Plot and every private Scene For though a Conquest always is obtain'd And by each Souldier's single valour gain'd Yet those who did command and lead them on Share all the open Honour and Renown Ye were our Instruments and Drudges too As Rumney Keeling Howard were to you Who when they brought about your own design You left them to themselves to starve and pine So we the grand projectors of the Plot Who did to you your several parts allot Having no farther Service to employ

POEMS ON Affairs of State FROM The Time of Oliver Cromwell to the Abdication of K. James the Second Written by the greatest Wits of the Age. VIZ. Duke of Buckingham Earl of Rochester Lord Bu st Sir John Denham Andrew Marvell Esq Mr. Milton Mr. Dryden Mr. Sprat Mr. Waller Mr. Ayloffe c. With some Miscellany Poems by the same Most whereof never before Printed Now carefully examined with the Originals and Published without any Castration Printed in the Year 1697. THE PREFACE THE common aim of Prefaces to prepossess the Reader in favour of the Book is here wholly useless for what is now publish'd is none of the trifling Performances of the Age that are yet to make their fortune but a Collection of those vaulable Pieces which several great Men have produc'd no less inspir'd by the injur'd Genius of their Country than by the Muses They are of Establish'd Fame and already receiv'd and allow'd the best Patriots as well as Poets I am sensible that should we consult our superficial Hypocriticks they would often be apt to arraign the Numbers for there are a sort of Men who having little other merit than a happy chime would fain fix the Excellence of Poetry in the smoothness of the Versification allowing but little to the more Essential Qualities of a Poet great Images good Sense c. Nay they have so blind a Passion for what they Excell in that they will exclude all variety of Numbers from English Poetry when they allow none but Iambics which must by an identy of sound bring a very unpleasing satiety upon the Reader I must own that I am of opinion that a great many rough Cadencies that are to be found in these Poems and in the admirable Paradise Lost are so far from Faults that they are Beauties and contribute by their variety to the prolonging the pleasure of the Readers But I have unawares faln into this Digression which requires more time and room than I have here to allow to set to it in that just Light it requires I shall return to the following Poems writ by Mr. Milton Mr. Marvell c. which will shew us that there is no where a greater Spirit of Liberty to be found than in those who are Poets Homer Aristophanes and most of the inspired Tribe have shewed it and Catullus in the midst of Caesar's Triumphs attack'd the Vices of that great Man and expos'd 'em to lessen that Popularity and Power he was gaining among the Roman People which he saw would be turn'd to the destruction of the Liberty of Rome Quis hoc potest videre quis potest pati c. And Pulchre convenit improbis cinaedis Mamurrae Pathicoque Caesarique And again Nil nimium studeo Caesar tibi velle placere c. But it would be endless to quote all the Liberties the Poets have of old taken with Ill men whose Power had aw'd others to a servile Flattery the succeeding Tyrants have not been able to suppress the numerous Instances we have yet of it We have therefore reason to hope that no Englishman that is a true lover of his Countries Good and Glory can be displeased at the publishing a Collection the design of each of which was to remove those pernicious Principles which lead us directly to Slavery to promote a Publick and Generous Spirit which was then almost a shame to the Possessor if not a certain Ruine I believe were a man of equal Ability and unbyass'd Temper to make a just Comparison some of the following Authors might claim perhaps an equal share with many of the most celebrated of the Romans or Greeks I know in a Nation so factious as this where the preposterous Principles of Slavery are run into a point of Conscience and Honour and yet hold abundance in unseasonable and monstrous Divisions it would be a task that must disoblige too many to undertake But when all Europe is engag'd to destroy that tyrannick Power the mismanagement of those Times and the selfish evil Designs of a corrupt Court had given Rise to it cannot be thought unseasonable to publish so just an Account of the true sourse of all our present Mischiefs which will be evidently found in the following Poems for from them we may collect a just and secret History of the former Times And looking backward with a wise Affright See Seams of Wounds dishonest to the Sight Oh that we cou'd yet learn under this Auspicious Government founded on Liberty the generous principles of the Publick Good Sure th●s Consort of Divine Amphions will charm the distracted pieces of the publick Building into one noble and regular Pile to be the wonder as well as safeguard of Europe This being the aim of this present Publication it must be extremely approv'd by all true Patriots all lovers of the general Good of Mankind and in that most certainly of their own particular Omnes profecto liberi libentius Sumus quam servimus Take off the gawdy veil of Slavery and she will appear so frightfull and deform'd that all would abhorr her For all Mankind naturally preferr Liberty to Slavery 'T is true some few of these Poems were printed before in loose Papers but so mangled that the persons that wrote them would hardly have known much less have owned them which put a Person on examining them by the Originals or best Copies and they are here published without any Castration with many curious Miscellaneous Poems of the same great Men which never before see the Light By mistake of the Printer the Running Titles of the Sheet G viz. from p. 81 to 96 are printed wrong and should have been printed Poems on State Affairs instead of State Poems Continued The INDEX A Panegyrick on Oliver Cromwell and his Victories by E. Waller Esq Page 1 ●●ree Poems on the Death of the late Protector Oliver Cromwell viz. by Mr. Dryden p. 6 By Mr. Sprat p. 13 By Mr. Waller called the Storm p. 23 ●●rections to a Painter said to be written by Sir John Denham but believed to be writ by Mr. Milton p. 24 〈◊〉 the King by the same p. 33 ●●ntinuation of Directions to a Painter by the same p. 34 〈◊〉 the King by the same p. 45 ●●rections to a Painter by the same p. 46 ●●rections to a Painter by the same p. 50 〈◊〉 last Instructions to a Painter about the Dutch Wars 1667 by A. Marvell Esq p. 54 〈◊〉 the King by the same p. 78 〈◊〉 Loyal Scot or Cleaveland's Ghost upon the Death of Captain Douglas burnt in his Ship at Chatham by the same p. 79 ●●itannia and Rawleigh a Dialogue by A. Marvell Esq. p. 84 ●dvice to a Painter by A. Marvell Esq. p. 89 〈◊〉 the King by the same p. 92 ●ostradamus's Prophesies by A. Marvell Esq Ibid. ●●r Edmundbury Godfrey's Ghost p. 94 〈◊〉 Historical Poem by A. Marvell Esq. p. 97 ●odge's Vision from the Monument Decemb. 1675 by the same p. 102 〈◊〉 Dialogue between two Horses by