joine with new lights and renew the fray And like so many Iack with lanthornes blaze And madmen make and fools lead Lamberts maze Whereby a Monk may needfull be once more To fright away the Spirits as before And mystically set them such a spell As Heav'n alone could his good meaning tell Georg the Great Arbiter of three whole Nations O're threw the Dragon to our admirations And many a woodcock took in his dark net Which he to th' purpose for Iohn Lambert set ' Mongst many there but O behold th' event Both strange and true Jack in a box was pent XII What oracle that e'r was heard of vented Such dextrous language as George complemented 'T is well that He himself knew what it ment Before the Posts and chains did give it vent How strang a Card to the Rebellious Rump And it s well wishers did He turn up Trump Who in a Northern mist white powder shot Which scatter'd all his foes yet sounded not George on his horse scarce seen nor understood Did conjure our of evil what is good Good for the King and Kingdoms and for All Who date their rising from grand Rebells fall XIII The Dragon being conquer'd and his Tayle Pickled in souse whilst Fooles did it bewayle George and his Boyes O rare the Rump did rost By such a fire as was unseen by most And unfelt too till they the sauce did make And the true Members did their Places take Who did assess what reck'ning should be pay'd By those who had so many soules betray'd XIIII And now Iohn Lambert tell me what that trick Avayled thee thou served'st honest Dick In Him perswading timely to resigne His usurp'd place that so it might be thine And Dick where art thou now old Noll his son Who Whilome had'st so many Healths begun Unto thy Fathers Landlord if thou be Esteemed or not it shall not trouble me I never was thy favorite not his Nor the Rumps lover hang him up that is And what 's become of all that perjured fry That vow'd to God with thee to live and die They may one part keep of their vow but when They 'l keep it all we shall see wonders then Surely they with the New lights vanish'd be For I not any one of them can see I hope they ne're will come again to cause Fooles wander from their God and from their Laws Nor Monk occasion when they go astray To bring them back into the Kings high way XV. Now thankes to thee good Monk to whom God gave A large Commission Nations to save And Liberty to weare wise Gyges ring To the advantage of thy Self and King With strength to vanquish that Chimaera which Had joined with Mars three Nations to bewitch Thou like God Janus truly hast divin'd Looking not only 'fore thee but behind And beyond Argus such watch still did'st keep As that no Mercury could make thee sleep 'T was thou who stoutly maugre all thy Foes With burning Tongs held'st Cromwel by the Nose And when as Atlas shoulders did incline Thou then all Britane did'st uphold with thine Monk thou great Monk whose worth a lone out spells And weighs down all the Monks in Roomes proud Cells Pronounc'd I Monk Why then the man I nam'd Who by a word both Land and Sea new fram'd Made the round world looke square out of night Extracted Day out of a Chaos Light I challeng all the Heathen Gods to one To do the like as mighty Monk hath done The Name alone of Monk conquer more Then all the Guns in sev'rall years before No Canon sounded like the Name of Monk At whose report Lambert his homes in shrunk And the scar'd Rumpers fowly did bewray Their sears and so most sweetly run away And now I hope we may good times regaine For now the LORD be prays'd my CHARLS dotâ— ' raigne Well may he long do so to his content And live our KING our Lawes and PARLAMENT ANd now great JOVE my thanks aeccept I pray For bringing me thus forward in my way Unto my KING in sounding his renowne Whose Triumphs blest Eternity will Crowne Momus himself must needs be strucken dumb Now CHARLS next under GODS his Kingdomes comâ— His Kingdomes come and happy will be they Who fear their GOD and do their KING obey Amen Finished Iune 1660.
bright morning Star which did fore run The faire and glorious rising of that Sun Leading wise men unto their King good Lord Thou knowest who there thy presence did'st afford This This was at sweet Barham Downe the Downe Which after times shall er'e have in renown It will not need be now for me to say That here 't was Caesar did bis Host array Tush this is nothing to the glory which Our King bestowâ—d whose sight did it enrich For why hereof great Barham Down since boasts When CHARLS was there were many Lords of Hosts XII Rejoice ye men of Barham for the honour Your King and Nobles then bestow'd upon Her For here the Royall meeting was 't was here Where a God did in humane shape appeare And reconcile himself to man'y of those Who had of late been his degenerate foes Five thousand and six hundred years and more By seaven it is I surely know before The world was made since which there hath not been Any Sight here so glorious to be seen Great King I thank thee cause Thou did'st appear And honour that same place which I live near XIII Wellcome great Prince whose presence now we see Makes us once more good Christians to be Alas before unto us thou did'st come T is said we were no part of Christendome Thou hast R'eligion raysed Gods faire daughter Of which most talk'd of though but few sought after We fore thy coming could not find her out Shee was so fouly mangled by the rout And in a monstrous hurry O sad story Was made away with by the Directory In a Scotch mist and buried in the City Of factious London ah the more 's the pitty XIV Welcome great Prince and all thy Subjects Royall Who are come with Thee and continu'd loyall Our sin the cause was that ye banish'd were For we alas mov'd too much out of square And now good Prince wee 'l mend our lives by Thine You b'ing a sacred Pattern shall be mine Such had been great King David and his son Had both their vertues in one current run Unmixt with vice and such had Adam been Had He held out a stranger unto sin XV. Thrice welcome great Prince to thy Kingdomes three Whose whole Well-being rests so much in thee Thou art beloved both of God and man To this both heav'n and earth bear witness can And sith that thy great GOD who is the King Of Kings and Lords who ruleth every thing Loves thee so well and makes all hearts to love thee And hath plac'd none except himself above thee Surely we honour ought thy sacred name And to the throne of Jove extoll thy Fame Make thee our Center and draw every line Of love unto it ' cause thou art divine XVI You are divine and in you is the sum Of all that 's good in Kings through Christendom The several vertues which do make them be Accounted royal all abound in Thee Unmixed with their vices Your heart wears The Spanish wisdome but its pride forbears The French activity you own and love But of their fickleness do not approve The like may said be of the rest but I Cannot delineate the Cosmography Of your endowments which such are that all May you le Grand Charls le boon Charls call Round Hypocrites themselves this truth confess In heart what ere their lying tongues express XVII You are divine and all your words are true As Oracles your actions Lawes renew Your Prudence and your valor both excel And Temperance and Justice in you dwell Your other vertues too so many are That they the stars surpass in number far And true 't is I the Stars do finite know To be but Sir your vertues are not so May King and Angels on you wait all who Highly admire your words and actions too XVIII You are divine above all earthly things Descended from more then a hundred Kings Hence in your veins the quintessence doth flow Of the best blood of all the gods below You are divine much after Gods own heart To whom he hath vouchsafed to impart So many specral graces as if He Had you intended a Monopoly You are divine intuitively such As from Gods Angel doth not differ much Whereby you in your self a Council are Such as excells all earthly Councils far You are divine and on you all may see Who are not blind such beams of Majesty Darted from Heaven as do plainly make You of Gods image royal to partake You are divine and only him are under Who made of noth ' and fills the world with wonder Princely's your port Imperial is your face Sacred your eyes and heav'nly is your Grace You are divine by Father and by Mother A pair such as the world cann't shew another He the worlds mirror is and so is she The like are you unto Eternity Pardon great Prince this my attempt to speak Of your perfections since my skills so weak That it of them alas comes shorter far Then th' earth is distant from a fixed star And O dear Mary mother of my King And God pray speak my pardon for this thing Hail Mary full of Grace the Lord with thee Be with thou amongst women blessed be And blessed be the fruit of thy chast womb The King of Triumphs Heir of Martyrdome Thus royal souls do pray with one accord Through Jesus CHRIST our only saving Lord. LIB 3. I. Now call I Heav'n above and Earth below To witness whether I say truth or no Before our Kings return mnay soar neck Was vex't with tumors which no Art could check Which he hath cured even with a touch Nol or the Rump could not do half so much The cures they did they did them with a string With Sword and Pistol or with some such thing They kill'd not cur'd they saved never an One CHARLS cureth many but he killeth none His very presence only hath abated O're three whole Nations swellings so dilated As some thought them incurable and I Know that the cure for man was much too high All ye that scruple to believe untill Your sight convince your Reason ' gainst your will Go see your King do things all sence above And tell me then if that your hearts don't move Kingward and whether you not think that He Participates much of Divinity For my part I believe he doth and why â—ehold he acteth things for man too high 〈◊〉 never yet could any reason see â—or these his cures most wonderfull to me The more I do admire them I the more Admire and still admiring nere give o're II. Grear King before You came we had threeskore Vice-Royes to king it over us nay more God knows how many yea our servants all Our rebell Masters were both great and small Did not we do what they would have us then The Table 's turn'd we must turn Servingmen And wait their worships pleasures O rare chang When all things did thus arsie versie range And little better with us 't would have been Had
untill his comming and the Guns great souâ—â— Drown'd all and made braines to their King tuâ—â— rounâ— Such as before not much enclined were To do so yet they did it He being there III. Nature was now beheld in her best dress To welcome home so longed-for a Guest I saw the trees clad in a greene attire And some for joy ev'n up to heav'n aspire I saw the Earth with flowers her selfe adorne Never more fine before since I was borne And in her lap the Lilly and the Rose Israels brav'st King came short of those In all his Royalty he nere alas As they were then I know 't so cloathed was I saw the very Beasts tow'rd Him make hast Fearing it seemes which of them should come laâ—â— This is most certain I can boldly say Some Horses which to Dover came that day Together with their Riders can explain This Truth of mine should I be thought to feign And why may this unlikely seem to be Sith some the very stones themselves did see Move CHARLS-ward on the beach this is most true Many an honest man had hem in view But that which seemth yet to some more strange Is that some Rebels then were seen the change To ring for joy of 's landing yet 't is so God mov'd their hearts to what their wills said no. IV. But what I now shall witnesse will appear Less disputable sith it is so clear I saw bright Phaebus with a chearful eye Humbly salute his sacred Majesty His earnestness was such to kiss his hand As Monk his own self could not him withstand True 't is the great Commander did desire To keep him off but he grew hot as fire By the repulse he would not be said no For why he knew 't his duty to do so And therefore he this took so much amiss As when Monk bow'd his Soveraigns hand to kiss He in revenge of th' offered disgrace With red hot beames did fly into his face But when as Phaebus saw 't was Monk did stand Between them he was friends and kiss'd his hand wise Even as he did his sacred Majesties More needs not here few words are best to th' V. But then how joyfull the good Generall was To see his Soveraign in so good a Case Cheerefull and well arriv'd without control It cannot be express'd by any Soul Surely his heart did in his body daunce To a great hight even in the sight of France The sight of France which truly I do know Unto my King obedience to owe Make make them pay 't O mighty Man of war The name of Moncks enough all France to scare Thou that hast here three Nations conquer'd soon Surely may'st a l c mode quick conquer one And do thou banish those base Knaves from thence Who banish'd CHARLES what e'r was their pretence Encrease of honor shall thy Temples Crown And Albemarle be ever in renown VI. Befool'd and Mazerin'd France repent repent Who twice did'st send our Prince to banishment Our Phaenix Prince extracted from the summe Of the bless'd ashes of true Martyrdome By my consent thy Antick modes wee 'l banish And drink no other wine but what is Spaish Nor will we though some Prote'stants now stick To love the faithfull Spanish Catholick For their great Charity did reach from Spaine Past Faith and Hope ev'en unto Charls his waine Heav'n notice takes thereof and hath set down So good a worke and ecchos its renowne VII Would GOD I had the whole world in a string That I might now present it to my King Yet had I so I really believe Like Alexander I should sadly grieve Because there were no more worlds whereof I Might make a present to his Majesty Ah! how it sadds me that it should be true Some yet should thinke much to pay him his due When all they have too little for him is For they being Traytors all they have is his 'T is his by right what ever they possesse And all true Cavelleers beleive no lesse VIII Brave Cavalleers the expectations which At your Kings landing did your hearts enrich And the great hopes and joyes you did surround I 'l leave it unto Fame her self to sound Who commonly although she do report Actions at large in this she must come short For let her speak the utmost that she can She can't speak out the thoughts of many a man Who thither came nor more than she can mine Whose heart to him 'bove E la doth incline Heav'n knows my heart He knows I wish t' endear Him So much to me as he might place me near Him Then should I think my self with God to be For where King CHARLS is sure enough is He. IX From Dover my dear Prince of high renown Was pleas'd to bend his march to Barham Dawn Attended by a noble train of those Whose chief delight themselves was to expose To any danger or do any thing Wherein they might shew duty to their King Some of them were of that same golden number Who many nights did neither sleep nor slumber For very grief ofs Majesty's hard case To think how he from 's Kingdomes banish'd was And they together with him and the reason Forsooth must be cause he committed Treason A King act Treason Ye why not just so Heav'n may turne Traytor to the Earth below Divinity it selfe accused be For strange Rebellion ' gainst Humanity This this a lass was the pretented cause But sure it is that the intended was Unto this cursed end that they themselves Who banish'd him Hobgoblings Furies Elves Might play their frantick tricks and daunce the rounds Whilst He was sure enough without their bounds And that they might his Treasure and his Lands His Forts and castles keep in their own hands Lord God of Heav'n was ever the like known As what hath been in this age of our own Let all the Histories are penn'd be view'd If one can match our case I will be Hugh'd And with old Oliver and Bradshaw dwell And I do think I had as good b'in Hell X. But stay in following these wee 'r gon so far Out of the way as lets see where we are The Lord have mercy on us Hell well nigh Where Oliver and Bradshaw I espie And Hugh likewise O how my heart doth burne Into the way I stray'd from to returne My meaning is toward Barham Down where I With mine own eyes beheld his Majesty In tranced I did see this blessed sight When Paul-like I was ravish't with delight At his right hand the Duke of York did ride And Gloster Duke close by his brothers side Brave Souls whose fame surmounted hath the Stars As they have Merc'ry and the God of wars At 's left great Monck with reverence did attend him And ready was and willing to defend Him If any need had been but thee was none Charls had been safe had he been here alone XI But O how many Noble soules were there To see their long'd for Sun shine in his sphere And the
and the Scorpion Did all most divelishly concur in one Religion these did look on as a bable And GODS own sacred word as a mere fable How many thousand souls were heretofore And ere the world doth end how many more Yet still before their grand cheats they would fast And pray and preach unto the very last Will be betrayed by the great abuse Of that word which is of most Soveraign use And though Religion have been made a bawd To Pride Ambition Avarice and Frawd A stirrop to get up to Kingly power A lather to ascend rich Craesus Tower And though that under neath its mask some have Been naught and vile and often play'd the Knave Yet 't is impossible for any one To clime to Heaven without Religion Laverniones now regarded were But few did to Apollo honour bear For by Bellona Themis banished was Astraea and Minerva in like case Mnemosyne of small account was deem'd And all the nine as little were esteem'd Witnesse thee Clio and Melpomene Euterpe Thalia Calliope And thou Terpsichore and Erato Polymnia and bright Vrania too Oxford and Cambridge also witnesse may This for a need no more belov'd then they And our Metropolis can likewise show This truth from whence much of our wos did flow Where some with rampant Liberty grew mad And Parl'aments without their Head as bad Where Crosse and Harpe in the Rumps breaches joyn'd With God without them you might ever find Where our Prorectors Rebels did protect But loyall Subjects kill or else reject Where Councils such of safety men did call Made it their common course us to enthrall Keepers of Liberty did helpe t' enslave Three Nations and brought them to their grave If this a Commonwealth were surely Hell A Common wealth may styled be as well IX Ah in my absence we did God forsake And had got near unto Avernus lake 'T is thou hast brought us back again who feare Shoul'd thou not stay we should be as we were And that full soone and altogether by The eares sure such would be our destiny Like damn'd Enceladus the Rump once more Would vent its flames out as it did before And what is it John Lambert would no do To drive his ends though he to Hell might go Goblings and Elves and Furies then would dance And lead the female Quakers in a Trance And the new Lights would rise th' old to Eclipse And she Fanaticks roundly will-E-wipse Nay which is more then this t is thought by some And so thinke I Pluto again would come And act his old scene o're and a worse too If Hugh and Hee could possibly it do Together with their black Crew for t is said They have a mind to 't and the plot is laid X. Now enter Hugh the bellowes of our evil An instrument most fitting for the Devil Thou Tumbler Lurcher and Virtumnian spawne Thou Traytrous Mountebank fit to be drawn Hanged and quarter'd and thy limbs on high Set up Rebellious souls to terrifie Amphibious Villain I no words can find Which can set out thy false and double minde Art Thou not Hugh that Hocus Pocus which Rack'd Hell and skim'd Don Dis thy self t' enrich That linsy woolsy sacred Dragoneer Who in sheeps clothing foremost did'st appear most High Against thy King and first gave fire So doing did he not at thee let fly His damned shot yes surely that he did For thine Annointed in thy self was hid Thou cruel wolfe that washt thy impious pawes In Soveraigne blood in spight of holy Lawes Or of the Lord himself who did command That thou shouldst honour but him not withstan Art Thou not He who wouldst no Colledge have Cause thence thou wert expelled like a knave And the Towers Records greatly did'st desire To see translated into flames of fire Withall advise that some would Pauls confound Even rev'rend Pauls and raze it to the ground And then pave Thamesstrete with its sacred stones Which since their wicked motion have their groans Sent up to Heav'n and brought down on thy head Gods Vengeance which will shortly strik thee dead O hellish Monster who hast been most vile Murdering one Father th' other in exile Laboring with all thy Power to send ev'n thine Own Countries Father gracious and divine And likewise hast been so extreamly base As to throw dirt in thine own Mothers face And oft to stumble at a straw wert seen But high and mighty blocks leap over cleane To straine much at a gnat O tender soul Yet easily devoure a Camel whole Church Ceremonies thou could'st not indure And yet thou mad'st it nothing to inure Thy self to an offence dark and uncleane As Witchcraft damn'd Rebellion I meane Rebellion that fowle and filthy sin Which thy black soul deepely was bathed in Thou cry'dsi ' gainst Bishops why was allthy moan They Anti-christian were cause Thou wast none The Hierarchy most alltogether down In policy thence to supplant the Crown For there 's no greater Truth in any thing Then this tryed rule no Bishop and no King Art thou not Hee who under the pretence Of Piety helpt banish it from hence And like a Player in the Pulpit shew'd Thy canting tricks ah how most vile and lewd Thundring out Providence a Prologue to Some horrid act thou wert about to do And wonderfully swallow down thy throate Engagements Oathes and Cov'nants what not With as much ease as Iuglers do their Knives Or thou embracedst Zealous loveing wives Or some strange lightning which the blade doth melt Within the Sheath whilest that no scorching felt Art thou not Hee that did'st lead out o' th way The fervent Sisters both by night and day Ev'n when they came to hear thee pray and preach Thou did'st designe them then to over reach Oh! how lascivious was thy intent Let Sinners judge of the long Parliament I hope they n'ere may hear you any more Nor the stout butcher beat you out o' th dore Art thou not Hee who with thy cunning pate Emptyedst the weaker vessells of their Plate And when thou mad'st most shew to seek the Lord Thou then most playd'st the Devill under bord Thimbles and Bodkinss Jewells and the like Made them their Husbands with the scabbard strik Thou haveing drawn the sword O mighty man Of war what flesh could once withstand Thee the In those thy Rampant dayes when women rose Betimes resolved to be led by th' Nose By a a seducing Sophister whose end To lust gain and Rebellion did tend In these thy summum bonum thou did'st place Grand Hypocrite even when thy Text was Grace Bible as well as Alcoran might burn Alike for Thee when thou had'st serv'd thy turn Thou Boanerges Fire brand Chaplain fell Most fit for Nol and for the Devil in Hell XI But stay how now Nol and the Devil here I find conjoyn'd as they at Wor'ster were And know not well how I shall part them so For ought I see they must together go O may they never more return least they Should