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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A40858	The Famous tragedy of King Charles I as it was acted before White-hall, by the fanatical servants of Oliver Cromwell.		1680 (1680)	Wing F385; ESTC R32020	23,485	28

certain ruin Fairf First let us Summon them to yeild on Terms if they prove so Fool hardy as to refuse then let our Iron-ball in smoak and sulphur sing a sad Requiem in their fearful ears sound loud the summons that the Foe may hear we wish a Parlee A Parlee sounded Sir Charles Lucas Sir George Lisle Lord-Capell Lord Goring c. appears as upon he Walls Sir Charles Who gives this hasty Summons Fairfax Know Sir the General and the Army rais'd for the preservation of the State of England for to support and vindicate their Priviledges in their Nam that you yeild up your and all are under your with this use Sir Charles Traytor I hold this City chosen and these my loyal valiant survive and rather then with i● into the A● Fairf Thou and thy boure such Men as to a hundred and a hondred I do confess thou hast triumph scend unto Helis shades like him but that proves not the thy cause For by the same rule Ottaman may boast The partial Deities favour him the most Rainsborow By that God whom I serve thou traytor Lisle I'll see thee hewen in pieces and thy curst body thrown unto the D●●● Sir George A vaunt thou hom-bred Mungrel who art intruth meerly a valiant Voice an hollow Cask in which some rumbling with delights to sport it self Thersit●s thus durst menace Agamemnon Know Fellow I have been viciorious even against a multitude have trod the thorny path of cragged War my Body naked and my ●eet unshood have view'd those horrors of a purple neld untroubl'd and unt●uch'd which but to hear summ'd up would fright thy Coward-Soul from forth her dirty Dog-hole Rainsborow Why spend we time in Dialegue with these Miscreants these cautift Elves who fight for Yoaks and Fetters with as much zeal as half starv'd Wretches beg a boon to sate their hungers and wish profesedly to spend their bloods to please a Tyrants lust Lord Capell Away mechanick Slave whatsaucy Devil prompts thee so to prate when the meanest here thou ought'st to stoop with all obsequious Duty Thou sordid Groom whom of a Skippers-Boy the Westminsterian Rebells made thee their Admiral whom even the dullest Sea-men so despis'd they scorn'd to hale an Anchor at thy bidding and at last tir'd with thy loathed Company intending to have sowz'd thee in the deep mov'd with thy trickling Tears and Pitious plaints set thee on shore to Foot it back to Westminster how dares thy perjur'd Tongue to challenge us serving our dread Lord His Sacred Majesty Him whom all Europe wonders at as the best of all the Christian Kings who for his discreet valour Rivals Scipio for prudence Solomon for temperance without Parallel as are his Sufferings and griping Griefs by you base Traytors each day heap'd upon Him having immur'd His Royal Person up in a strong Den fit for untamed Lions banish'd his Loyal Imperial Lady and with Her the Two Eldest of his Issue bereav'd Him of his Navy and Revenue and what e're truth called His know perjur'd Rebells ere this Summer end perhaps e're Sol doth hunt the Nemean Lion we shall have strong relief you a just Punishment if not Our comfort is though we be left i' th' lurch We Martyrs fall for God the King and Church Ireton You'll not accept then of our proferr'd Summons or come to composition Lord Goring Compound Confound we may perhaps some Thousands of you Sir Charles I am resolv'd ye Traytors and so I know are my Honoured Friends which is the Sense of all within the Town to hold this place even to the utmost hazard nor are we destitute of much Provision enough for to supply us many Months when that fails we have Horses many Hundreds of Dogs and Cats even a Multitude Zeno and Chrisippus the two main Pillars of the Stoick Sect pronounce such Meats as useful to Mankind as the best Sheep or neat the Antient Almains held the self-same Doctrine We'll be their Imitators and that you may know 'tis our resolution forsake your Station e're we leave the Walls or the hot Breath that lightens from an Angry Cannons Throat shall try to wast you hence away away we'll meet you in plain Fed. Thou true Jehovah now own thine own Cause Thou know'st we Fight for thee our King and Laws Fair. Draw up our Troops we'll make these Boasters feel The potent Rigour of our strong Edge Steel Alarum excursions a shout within and crying Fair. cum su●s Exit Open the Gates On on on Enter Sir Charles Lucas Sir George Lisle and Lord Capel their Party at the other Door Fairfax Ireton Rainsborough with their Party they charge Three to Three while the Soldiers on both sides Encounter the Round heads are beaten off a Retreat sounded Sir Charles The Power superior to the God of War hath Grac'd our first Attempt with Victory the Rebells with exceeding loss are Fled whom the most Valiant Capel hath in Pursuit see how they scutover the Neighbouring Plains like Flocks of Sheep before an hungry Lion so for the ●uture let Almighty Jove infatuate their proud Hearts with Panick Fear who strike at himself in his Vicegerent Kings are Earths Gods and those that Menace them Were't in their Power would share his Diadem He speaks this looking upon some Round-heads lying dead on the ground selves for your Impieties Alas deluded self-destroying Men whose Erring Souls by this winged Hermes hath usher'd unto the depth of Barathrum in blew Flames for evermore to howl Cursing your for your Impieties Oh Erring Vulgar Oh besotted People that take such pains to become Miserable who with the Phrygian Fabulators Dog catch at vain Shadows and lose the substance So the Athenians Courted Thirty Tyrants to be the Party that should gall their Heart-strings and the fond Syracusians laboured sore to have the Dionisii be their Consults Was ever any Nation bless'd with so good a Prince as Charles our King that so opprobriously desserted him Succeeding Ages cannot chuse but say Nations have suffer'd cause their Kings were Ill But Britains Charles his Peoples Sins did Kill But let it hap as God shall appoint if it be written in the Book of Fate the Rebells shall dissolve the English Monarchy with the Life blood of their most Gracious Prince yet let us hinder that dire Ominous Day while we have Being with our utmost Might and e're we Fall and be Co●●ixt with new and stranger Earth by hard Atchievements and Heroict Acts perform'd for Charles and for our Countries sake let us provide us Fame when We are Dead that the next Age when they shall Read the Story of this Unnatural Uncivil War and amongst a Crowd of Warriors find our Names Filed with those that durst pass through all Horrors by Death and Vengeance for their King and Sovereign They may sing Peans to our Valiant Acts And yeild us a kind Plaudit for our Facts Sir George If we defend this Town against the Rebells Fury but One Month longer Hamiltonian