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A91724	The fortunate change: being a panegyrick to His Sacred Maiesty, King Charls the second, immediately on his coronation, being the 23. of April 1661. By Carew Reynell, Esq;	Reynell, Carew, 1636-1690.	1661 (1661)	Wing R1214; Thomason E1080_19; ESTC R207883	7,020	8

think that we Have such a Monarch such a Monarchy Our (i) We have the unity of a Monarchy as also its noblenesse and gallantry the benefit of an Aristocracy and more true liberty and propriety than any Common-wealth Government so fram'd we have all 's good In any Nation of our Neighbour-hood The King 's Supreme whose (k) They are but very weak and raw States-men that think the just prerogative is opposite to the Subjects good that being the chief thing that keeps us from intestine broils that 's the peaceful Arbitratour just Prerogative Is so well built as makes our Nation thrive He makes our Laws both the Estates consent But the two Houses are no Parliament Yet in opposing any of the three VVe banish Native Right and Property For though some were who cut us out our Commons And would have had us fed as once the Romans Yet trying all designs at last we came Most willingly to our Monarchick frame For all the rest they were so basely vain They did undo us in a Saint-like strain But God be praised now our wishes are To be just (l) As we were for antient Laws and Government not as we were for heart-burnings and tumultuous uproars as we were before this War And had we (m) These were extreme able Men for politick abilities and really meant well for the publique Laud and Strafford once again Wee 'd kisse their foot-steps and adore their train Our Church is glorious to whose purity Apostles Fathers Moderns do agree Luther and Calvin did the World improve Yet had great Crimes with which we bear in love The one did err in point of Sacrament The (n) Though he had many scandalous opinions in Discipline and some points of Doctrine yet he was for a publick Liturgy from which no man of whatever Eminency might recede other damn'd more than was God's intent But Oh the Church of England far out-shines All Europe else for learn'd and choice Divines She warn'd by others Crimes laid blest foundations Not mix'd with Rome or Schisme's deformations (o) Any of these men not only went beyond Calvin or the best Modern Divines their Antagonists but even in abilities and Orthodoxy equall'd if not excell'd many of the Antient Fathers Jewel and Davenant Morton Usher Hall Andrews and Prideaux did her Mother call Brownrigge with Featly and great Hammond too And of that judgement we have (p) We have now Bishops and Doctors of the Church farre excelling any Europe hath again So that I wonder at the impudence of some Persons that dare so affront God to his face in presuming so farre against his Angels of the Churches hundreds moe Giants in Divinity which have deserts Beyond compare of any forein parts These are the men I speak of when I name The Church of England of un-spotted fame I do not mean those Quacks which equal all Skip up in Cloaks and tell the World a tale Preach non-conformity and noisome are To all good Christians for they breed a War Where e're they come Oh! no 't is such as these Defile our Nation with their (q) When the Covenanters wrote to the forein Churches their designe they shewed a general dislike to it especially Diodati who as saith a French Author wrote to them earnestly to cleave to the King and leave off defaming the Christian Religion by their rebellious actings frauds and lies A Surplice choaks them for that guilty crew That Sacred badge of innocence ne're knew Their works are dark and bloudy for they wait A time to garble both the Church and State Were Argus with us and his hundred eyes He ne're would find their Cabal-Mysteries To speak the truth themselves they do not know What they would have or why they teach men so But pride and gain 't is makes them mad for action Oh! itching sweetnesse for to head a faction To be well rid of these 't is happinesse Beyond the power of Art for to expresse But that which brings us peace and makes us blest Is Charls our King who sweetly Crowns the rest His rigidst Enemies no fault can find With any of his actions and whose mind Well understands the malice of his foes And themselves better than themselves he knows Dread Sir Great Caesar or the Macedon Had they but half your troubles undergone Or had the hardy Man of Carthage seen Your tugging task All these had surely been Startled in Soul at such a strange affair And sunk into their Graves for meer despair But you did Envy's cruell'st Darts withstand And direst shock of fate did Counter-mand As Eagles eyes pierce Sun and Heaven's roof So you out-dar'd misfortunes and were proof ' Gainst rude Alarms for there still did rest A never-shaken courage in your breast Thus you endur'd till pleasant gales and loyal Wafted you over to your Palace Royal. Monk was God's Engine to bring this about If merits could win Heaven that would do 't Great Prince you 're greater by unhappy fate And more (r) He is one of the greatest Persons this day on Earth take him as a King as a Gentleman as a pious prudent Person and Father of his Country or a Couragious Person and get highly Clement accomplish'd made for Church and State That which the Rebels for your ruin design Turns to a blessing by a power Divine For you have seen and suffer'd done and known And by experience made so much your own That if affairs call Nations to a view They cannot judge of things so well as you You speak all Languages you know all Arts And persons Eminent for Soul or parts The Princes Chief of our next Continent You know in person and their hearts intent The intrigues of their States Sir you have found Which makes you able for to pick your ground And (Å¿) Judge ye whether we have not cause to blesse God for such a Prince Consider really his parts and then ye wise men of the World let your hearts melt in his presence thus improv'd you come unto your Lands Bravely to strengthen their enfeebled hands For in your absence we were all undone VVolves in Sheeps Cloathing did our Church o're-run Propriety we lost nor had we Laws Nor yet Religion but the Cause the Cause Which still was changed as new factions Rose And plagues on plagues on us they did impose Till you came with your sweetning hand which brings Balm and Perfumes to change the worst of things Oh! how already you have made us see Your Wisdom Goodnesse and your Piety For you no sooner in your Countrey stood But founded bulwarks for their lasting good Which you by the Oblivion did declare And that we should be perfect friends took care That great and factious Army out of hand You by your sacred Art did soon disband You gave free current to the good old Laws And rescu'd us out of the Lyon's jaws But Sir your wisdom never shin'd more clear Than in the Church whose Father you appear By standing to th' Apostles Institution Against the wicked Parity's Confusion By choosing Bishops truely good and Learn'd Whose piety by all is plain discern'd The very mean'st of those Seraphick Souls Their Judgements out-weigh all Schismatick scrowls And are of value and Authority Above all fancies of the modern cry (t) Did the Enemies of the Church of England know what fond and undigested Churches these are they would bite their tongues rather than mention them Geneva France and Holland-Reformations Compar'd to ours are poor and sinfull fashions But I 'le not speak more of their rough-drawn mould Because (u) I have heard many of them my self wish it during my abode beyond Sea The Synod of Dort they express'd also their desires for a Discipline like England they 'd change for ours if they could For we are pure in Doctrine and are blest By that sweet order which St. Paul expres'd Thou sacred Order art that thing Divine Rules Heaven it self All things by thee combine Thou art a riddle to the vulgar Crew Who cannot judge of things beyond their view But yet art Sacred for the Antients they Those ranck'd with Beasts that knew not Harmony A silent crime in Doctrine lesse offends Our publicke peace and good than that which tends To break our union stamp'd with Churche's Seal That hurts but one this last the Common-weal The learn'd of all the Nations Sir approve Your Chapel-method and your order love You are a second Constantine to stay Our Holy Church from falling to decay And Alfred-like in state you love to see Justice run hand in hand with Libertie That Royal Starr which at your birth did shine We see did mark you out in Grand designe For brave Atchievements And your lookes appear That setling once your Nations void of fear Your mind will carry you to Regions warm And Conquer all who dare oppose your Arm Should French but Swagger Paris were our own If Spaniard frown his Mexico were gon How many Sprightly Ladds doe wait when you Will call them out whole nations to subdue Now you have conquer'd hearts methinks I see Empires doe homage to your Majestie 'T is you we cleave to Sir and your desires Bend to your Subjects whence comes mutual fires Of ardent Love the Prince and people joyn By Ecclesiastick and by civill twine O! God of Heaven what shall we do Our selves Sufficient Subjects for to shew To him whose love unto us so extends That for our good his life and fortune spends Who by his presence and his lovely charms Stills our loud cryes and takes us in his arms Heales them that will and those that will not hee Doth interpose himself that they agree The Nobles Bishops Gentry Clergy all Join hands and hearts and Centre in White-hall We are quiet now and if we will our selves We may avoid all rough-hewen rocks and Shelves Then one and all cry Charles for he alone Hath wrought our blisse gives ev'ry man his own In recompence for which Sir this wee 'l do Give you our Hearts our lives and purses too FINIS