Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n
Text snippets containing the quad
|
ID |
Title |
Author |
Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication) |
STC |
Words |
Pages |
|
A62297
|
Scandalum magnatum, or, Potapski's case a satyr against Polish oppression.
|
D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.
|
1682
(1682)
|
Wing S816; ESTC R8223
|
8,743
|
34
|
luster to their Authour's fame 'T is like a Meteors momentary light Which when extinguish'd darker shows the night Thus Necromancers that to gain their ends Surrender Souls and Bodies to the Fiends During their term sin safe and if supprest In durance are by trusty Pug releast But time expir'd in horrour end their days And Hell that first employ'd their wages pays The Good Old Cause and Popular Renown Soon spread Potapski's Fame about the Town But th' baffled Party that had oft been bit By th' mental reservation of his wit Now from their State-Camelion all decline Nor longer trust him with their grand design His late admir'd Counsel dubious grows And friends suspect him false as well as foes Warpt Machiavile they now begin to doubt Charm'd by his fears was wheeling round about For soon they found that he no aid would bring To any were for setting up the King And now the People whom he taught in vain The jugling Trick of State-Legerdemain Desert the Turn-Coat Pagods Interests And leave him to his independent Priests Abhorring as the Satyr did of old The wretch that could at once blow hot and cold But hardned vice with ease disgraces bears Mischiefs like these made ripe his former years And greater in his modern life appears Rebellious fate to him made fond address And honour'd all his actions with success For Treason when confin'd with Infamy She murmuring at his want of Liberty A whole stanch Jury damn'd to set him free And Hell that waited its reward when due Was streight possest of twelve good men and true Which done the Crowd t' express their hearts desire Gave shouts and made their Sacrifice of fire Fames Trumpet sounds and Libels scatter'd were Like him malitious cunning and severe Potapski's Name arround the Nation rung Potapski was the burthen of each Song Not songs of Triumph such as with delight Welcom'd victorious David from the fight But Odes of slander Such as Iuvenal Us'd when he would at the times vices rail And boldly show in never-dying Rhimes The Poets Justice and the Peoples Crimes For Satyres just like Medicines are design'd As those the body cure so these the mind Within the learned Volumes of the Laws Made to doe Justice in the Subjects Cause A Bugbear Statute stands in potent force Strong legal and destructive in its course The Title Scandalum Magnatum bears A Privilege of Princes Prelates Peers By them enjoy'd above Three Hundred Years A Writ that signifies detractive wrongs By Lyes or Falsehoods from malitious Tongues Enacted first to quell all strifes arise Between the Lords and Commons or Allies Thus mighty Damages are often found Actions no less than Twenty Thousand Pound Bless us should Honesty e'er sink beneath This ponderous Act would crush it sure to death But some Allays are still to rigour due And though for Lyes it does Offenders sue There are some Scandalums are often true Which lately prov'd with good success was crown'd And Peer being known Defendant Mercy found Stung with Reproach impatient of Redress This Arbitrary Law does streight possess Potapski with large hopes of Damages And from the careless honest Loyal Rout Two grand Offenders soon were singled out For tainting Peerage with a Traitor's Name And mudding the clear fountain of his Fame And now his Ravens of the Law appear Ill Boders that foretell Misfortune near But as mistaken in Prognostication As they were after in their Declaration 'Mongst these the hot Franceski he prefers And florid Guiliam Polish Senators Two Champions that held up the Peoples Shield And th' Charter 'gainst Prerogative did wield Unhappy Nation whom most Ills attend Shockt by her Laws that should her most defend Law with clandestine and perfidious might Guided by Interest can oppress or right And if a Subject will a villain grow Law is the safest way to make him so Secure of seeming Friends that with him joyn That much his Person lov'd but more his Coyn Potapski longs his Prisoners to disgrace And to a Tryal bring his mighty Case But first consulting with his agent Devil That in all Causes gratefull was and civil Resolv'd to add his cunning to his might And cull and pick a Jury first were right Which in Out-skirts and quarters of the Town Associating by themselves he found And to his aid as fam'd a Party draws As e'er were damn'd to save a Brother's Cause The first of these Sir Bernardenski hight Presumptive Fore-man thought because a Knight And one whose Name did through the Nation ring For heading th' Crowd 'gainst the late blessed King The second was if lowd Reports are true Both a Man-hater and Man-stealer too A strange Misanthropos whose slight of hand Presto transports ye to another Land He doubtless a new Common-wealth has laid And if our Spyes have any Progress made We may discover Plots now worth revealing And find a Colony of his own stealing The rest with these did equal Vertues share Villains oft known by their Companions are Whose Gibbet faces when Potapski saw Moulding damn'd looks of gravity and aw The Polititian for his Cause grew bold And thus in humble Tone his Story told Beloved Country-men You whom the Laws Invest with Power to protect our Cause Your pious aid to your wrong'd Brother lend And your kind Verdict give t' oblige your Friend Two Foes to the Republick and to God Fate has brought under my avenging Rod Who now in th' Court of Justice are arraign'd And fast with Scandalum Magnatum chain'd On whom and here the well bred States-man bow'd You if you please may lay a Fine so good As may hereafter fright the sawcy crowd The Cause by this shall thrive and so shall you None of our Tribe e'er grudg'd rewards when due And for the Bugbear Consciencious part Conscience you know's the Polititian's Art A loose disguise which we put off or on When any solid mischief 's to be done Therefore my Friends discard that Pannick fear And my good Angel in this Cause appear So may your wish for Bishops Lands succeed So may those Magpies of the Nation bleed And so may you in your new Trade have hap Turning about to him that did Kid-nap As you the Oracles of Law are found And give me Damage Twenty thousand Pound Examples from our enemies we have Remember what a Jury lately gave To a proud Prelate in this very Case And shall that insolent that Silk-worm Race Have cause to boast that they more justice gain Than I the Peoples sinews heart and brain No let the Laws by you run proper Courses And plague these bold Delinquents in their Purses In personal punishments the smart 's soon gone But give large sums and then they are undone Their tottering Cause they can no longer serve They 'll rot and dye their wives and children starve Whilst we grown careless who the deed reviles Shall thrive grow rich and fatten with their spoils And crowds of Converts to our Party bring He that has Gold enough