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A96483 An essay to a continuation of Iter boreale; attempting something upon the happy influence, which that seasonable and successefull march of the Lord Generall Monck out of the North, had upon the arts and sciences. By a lover of learning. Wild, Robert, 1609-1679. 1660 (1660) Wing W2135; Thomason E1032_6 4,172 15

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AN ESSAY TO A Continuation OF ITER BOREALE Attempting something upon the happy influence which that seasonable and successefull march OF THE LORD Generall Monck Out of the North had upon the Arts and Sciences BY a LOVER of LEARNING LONDON Printed for Robert Smith and are to be sold at the Crane in Pauls Church-yard 1660. An Essay to a Continuation OF ITER BOREALE COme come my Muse away make hast to greet Great Genera●l Monck go kiss his welcome feet Indeed th' art something tardy but however The Proverb holds 't is better late then never Some Candid Reader will suppose the lack Of generous Wine might set thy fancy back Excuses may be found for coming late For thankfulnesse is seldome out of date What Art or Science shall not stoop to the Great Hero Patron of their liberty Lilly and Cambden both had ta'ne their flight From British-coasts and left a shady night But for thy coming they had packt away Their Parts of speech and durst no longer stay The Nouns were frighted at the Martiall brood And fear'd Declension as the Cases stood The Substantives began to make their moan They must have help they could not stand alone The Adjective that could not stand before Did never look to be supported more The Numbers were too weak to keep the field And with the fifteen Pronouns meant to yield Comparisons grew odious what degree Can be expected from an Anarchy The Verb and Participle found no fence That might secure them in the Future-Tence POSSVM was cal'd with all his force but he Confest he wanted possibility The other Parts of speech did want protection Witnesse the sighing of the Interjection SYNTAX dispair'd saying will they spare A quiet place where any concords are And poor Prosodia all besmears her eye With weeping to her mournfull Elegies But thou hast wip't them and she means to raise Her highest note to celebrate thy praise SECT 2. RHetorick that pleasant Mistrisse Learnings grace Whose gaudy Varnish wont to hide the face Of horrid Acts grows mute and doth deny To colour treason by an Encomy Her smoother stile was turnd to Haesitation Stifled with guilt it mar'd her pronunciation But by thy coming thou hast rais'd the hopes Of fainting Suada and redeem'd her Tropes By casting subtle figures so that all She speaks of thee must be Myoticall Now may she speak her mind and may declare What kind of Mushroms our late Courtiers were That NOL a Brewer was and PRIDE his Dray man HEWSON a Cobler PACKER but a Lay-man The Rump forlorn and of that cursed Crew Some lose their pelf some bid the World adieu Thus hast thou furnisht Pytho with a spring To curse the wicked and salute a King SECT 3. LOgick the Queen of Reason to whose bent All power stoopt by force of Argument Is now so baffled that she prostrate lies A Captive Vassell to absurdities 'T would melt your heart to hear the dolefull story And sad complaint from every Catagory SVBSTANTIA lost her substance and she meant Hadst thou not come to turn an accident 'T was well poor QVANTITY was so discreet To stay her time thy kind accesse to greet All QVALITY was so transform'd of late She lost her skill nor could denominate Princes must go on foot and beggars ride Coblers turn Peers and Carters magnifi'd The noble qualitie which wont t' adorn The Courts of Princes now become a scorn To base Plebeians you would spue to see A stinking Rump drest up in Majestie RELATIONS all grew heavie and each eie Was turnd a Fount by kinder sympathie Nor do I wonder when all Royall ACTION Is solely manag'd by a cursed faction PASSION grew high and could not brook such things As mounting Beggars and deposing Kings VBI looks out in hope she might descry Some kinder succor in extremity QVANDO thinks long and saith what shall I be Servant of Servants to eternity SITVS was restless while she makes a moan The worst of Varlets did prophane the Throne The HABITS were so wicked in the Nation That now Rebellion calls for abjuration 'T was God that sent thee in this doubtfull season To make us men and bring us to our reason The ill bred genus thou hast packt from hence Defining Kingdomes by a difference The cursed Juncto of Hypocrisie Themselves are baffl'd by a fallicy The World could not have found so fit a pate In such a nick of time to moderate SECT 4. MOralls that wont to guide us heretofore A crowd of Clowns had voted out of door The vertuer hide themselves while bolder Vice Hath friends at Court and is upon her rise ' What need is there of Ethicks why should we ' Consult the heathen for felicity ' Alas Their summum bonum is a toy ' Compar'd with ours three Kingdomes we enjoy ' And can we keep them we shall not envy ' The great Mogoll in all his Majesty ' Why should we Christians stoop to higher powers ' Adam their Grandsire was and so is ours Thou heardst our rudenesse and couldst easily spy Our great defect in this Phylosophie Thou readst an Ethick Lecture we encline And prove proficients in thy discipline The great usurping Dons which governd ail Were Taught a Lesson more Monasticall Thy precept and thy practice both do ply The strictest lessons of Oeconomie And where thou find'st a student is for tricks Thou shewst thy skill as well in politicks The saucy Rump who scornd the best of Kings In lower Congies broke her twatling strings To entertain thee while a Chair of State Must be prepar'd and all that 's delicate Thou taught'st the Court the Camp and all to crie ●ong live KING CHARLES God bless his Majesty ●ext under God we owe thy conquering banners ●he late Edition of our English manners SECT 5. PHYSICKS had lost their Science whiles that all Was out of course and turn'd unnatural In vain their Students shall hereafter pry In Natures Secrets all 's a prodigie Materia prima like poor England stood For some Impression give it what you wood Natures best friend thou camest and found us thus And brought a Form by bringing Carolus The Causes all conspire and God direct The blest production of this good effect Thou hast ingaged the Sophister to ply The choicest tracts in this Philosophy SECT 6. THe Metaphysicks fear'd their tender Ens With verum bonum would be banisht hence The Angels could not save although they lent The strongest force of each intelligent It was the In-created substance staid The spitefull hands and made them all afraid By sending great St. George who by his might Did banish darkness and recover light SECT 7. THe Law 's a Kingdoms Bulwark and the Fence The two edg'd Sword that keeps from violence Lost both their tongue and sence so that the wise Call'd all oppression in a Legal guise Our Lives our Fortunes Names and all must be Poor fetter'd Prisoners to necessity What dolefull sound was heard what lamentation Of Plunders Thefts of