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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A58515	Ferguson's remonstrance to the council of six upon the first discovery of the late horrid conspriacy a satyr.	Ferguson, Robert, d. 1714.; W. R.	1684 (1684)	Wing R96; ESTC R13386	4,663	14

'Gainst which we all did Arm That was the word That that alone Which whetted up the Old True-Prot'stant Sword Of Fourty One By which the second Charles must fall And we the Actors In'cent be For whomsoe're we Papists pleas'd to call Must bear the Villany While we to Scower the Nation And make a thorough Reformation Leave not a Loyal Man alive But so Revenge that fatal Stroak upon 'em all XI What ever we were pleas'd to say or do No man durst be so bold as disbelieve Or think we cou'd deceive 'T was true as Gospel or we 'd have it so And who but doubted or at least so said We straight deliver'd over to be Buffetted Then Satan like seeking whom to Devour Our Topping Serjeant walkt the Nation o're Thus we when e're we pleas'd The Loyal Subject teaz'd Especially those who came too nigh And wou'd too far into our Actions pry They must Submit While you like Petty Gods did sit And own their No-faults on their Knees And so their fellow slaves adore And glad they were T' Emplore For to be clear To pay their Arbitrary fees Tho Indian like they did it out of fear This was a Glorious Act I still admire The Devil himself when on the Temple spire To be Obey'd and Worshipt onely did Desire XII Hypocrisy had ne'er so fair a face as then Mischief and you were truly Great And wou'd you now Retreat You that were so Admir'd as mighty Men You that so boldly durst withstand A Monarchs great Command And tell him almost to his Face You ' keep him very Poor And never give him penny more Without he ' Disinherit all his Race After all this d' you start no more Ye shall not must not cannot now give o're Wou'd ye lie Lirking in some Loathsome Cell And be content T' endure perpetual Banishment Or more Contemn'd Imprisonment For want of Resolution to car'on What you so bravely have begun Sure't must be Terrible To think how very much you 'l be undone Besides your Coward souls must Doubly merit Hell XIII The Treason 's still the same If you were in the right when you begun Sure you must be to blame If to the utmost now you do not push it on For to Refuse must be To own the Villany And ruin both your selves and your Posterity Think what great things you 've brought about How you have made th' unthinking Rabble Rout Burn in mock Effigie The best of Loyal Men And round the Mimick Pageant bawl'd aloud No Y no Y no Papist neither Burn Burn them all together While ev'ry Mouth Eccho'd it round the Crowd XIV Think think agen how you to serve your ends And private hate Have voted from the State The Nations Bulwark and most able Friends And when you found that wou'd not do I must be plain with you Such Perjur'd Villians you had got That Swore them all into a Popish Plot. They Swore that they design'd to be The Bringers in of Popery And that they did Incuorage too Those who design'd to Assassinate Majesty And those that did such was your Skill Sir Edmund Bury Godfrey kill Then ye were Valiant too And any thing wou'd do To make your selves and your designs seem Famous One Traytors Oath against a Foe Wou'd make ye find a Bill But 'gainst a Friend Ten shou'd not do All sorts of Treason there must still be Ignoramus XV. Nay more then this ye durst ye voted down All that secur'd the Crown And did design of Power to deprive Each branch of its Prerogative Upon the Kings Revenue ye did Vote No Man shou'd lond a Groat And from a Popish Knife to keep his Throat His Guards by you Indicted were As grievous to the Subject too Thus the Old Cause ye did Pursue And bravely like your selves appear Then then ye cou'd Resolve great things to do And vow'd our Common Foe shou'd fall by none but you And for to Crown this work tho 't prov'd in Vain You my L D were voted great Again XVI The Church and Bishops too must suffer all Beneath your Rage did fall The Thirty fifth of that fam'd Heroin Elizabeth great Brittains Queen I thank ye all by my Perswasion Ye voted Prejudicial To the Nation A Persecuting Law and too severe More than a well tun'd Conscienee e're cou'd bear While Popery was the formal stale To keep that Serpent out it was no sin To break the Churches Pale Altho you let at the same time ten thousand Monsters In. XVII But that which pleas'd me most After our other great designs were Crost Was that Goliah of our Plot th' Association Which wou'd alone Have all our Enemies o'erthrown And made us Rulers all of our so Ruin'd Nation For ever live that great Man ' s Fame The God-like Shaftsbury That Phineas of our Cause Whose very name Sufficient was to give what e're we did applause Who in the Gap so firmly stood He stem'd the growing Flood Of thin Jaw'd Honour and lean Loyalty And had the Devil play'd us fair So Vniversal was the thing So cunning was the Snare He ' ad stab'd at once the very Laws as well as Church and K XVIII After all this can ye such Cowards be As once to shrink at any Villany You that in Ills have still so Practis'd been What wou'd to others be a Crime to do Must be in you If you Refuse such is your case a deadly sin Now Now 's the time be not deceiv'd For t is Impossible Our Horrid Treason 's to Conceal For at that time our Villain is believ'd We 're all undone Therefore Resolve to push this Instant now The Mighty Busness on XIX Thus spoke the Damn'd Impostor when A Sudden hasty Noise of Men Surpriz'd their List'ning Ears And struck them all into a Panick Fear Keelling was all Believ'd he had clear'd each doubt Officers were abroad and Warrants Issued out Then like Belshazar trembling and afraid They stammer'd star'd and Gap'd and knew not what they said So all disperst Murmuring 'gainst the State And as they went Curst their unhappy Fate FINIS