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A79264	Englands sad posture; or, A true description of the present estate of poore distressed England, and of the lamentable condition of these distracted times, since the beginning of this civill, and unnaturall warr. / presented to the Right Honourable, pious and valiant, Edward, Earle of Manchester.	Calver, Edward, fl. 1649.; Manchester, Edward Montagu, Earl of, 1602-1671.	1644 (1644)	Wing C315; ESTC R170351	22,334	53

dispell Indeed your greatnesse hath protested well But men Religious do so deeply groan That some suspect you bear not rule alone Our Parliament toyling Oh froward people or unhappie we That from you can thus ill rewarded be We seek your safty as our soules to save And yet some murmur some mistrust some rave And dare accuse us as the cause of all These warrs these judgments death and thrall For had we say they curb'd Ambitious will These hidious warrs had long ere now been still But how soever thus your spleen to vent You dare to utter what we never ment Yet God our conscience and good christians know You pay us hatred for the love you owe Which God we trust will make ere long be seen But in the meane time though you vent your spleen It shall not dant us in our charge in trust Having such witnesse that our cause is just The Epigram Most Noble Champions valiant Captaines sure Who in such onsets thus resolv'd indure Who would not freely venture on that side Where the Commanders are thus faithfull try'd Could the reproaches of malignant spight Could multitudes against a few to fight Threats smiles or losses have your minds perverted You had like some this case ere now deserted But none of these nor ought that might resist Could either draw or drive you to desist Or yeeld to such conditions as you thought Would by such yeelding be too decrely bought But some dare say you fight against your King But J dare say then you lament the thing But can they justly say so in this case When you fight for him to redeeme his grace Religion Shaking Oh! England England wilt thou let me goe Canst thou be blinded in thy jugdment soe Let me alasse instead of all remorse Thou art in Armes to drive me out by force Thou hast already into corners pent me As if thou hast a full commission sent thee From some infernall powers would domineer To worke my utter extirpation heer But England England ope thy eies more wide I may have worth thou hast not yet descry'd Thy God is with me I am his he mine Where I goe he goes we in one doe joyne Wilt thou then England drive me out indeed Because that Hell or Rome hath so decreed When my departure shall thy selfe betray And drive besides thy God of peace away The Epigram Deare deare Religion from whose breasts indeed We draw the milke which succours most at need Succours in want in war in sicknesse thrall In death in judgment succours soule and all Can we that have so many yeares been nourish'd And in thy Armes so tenderly been cherish'd Prove now abortives bastard like or worse And seek to bannish such a tender nurse England then England this no doubt hath bin A mightie aggravation of thy sin That this true Mother many yeares unknowne Hath suckled Infants which were not her owne Were we not false borne or begot indeed But of this Mother true descended seed Could we become so cruell as to see Our Mother bannish'd sure it could not be Our Lawes now quaking Sure we must perish more then suffer now What else in reason can you hence allow When such as on our safetie should agree Betwixt themselves now at most discord bee Those fountains where we had our issues granted Are now so seald up nothing can be vented Or if some little courrents breake away They run too weakly to beare wonted sway Oh then you Fountaines where should we have vent Give us more vigor by your joynt consent For if you keep us thus confind confusion Is likely to be our and your conclusion But this were dreadfull you that are the eie To see all order'd under lock and key And we your keepers to make all things fast Should through confusion loose our selves at last The Epigram You lawes thus quaking which decyphers sure You have been faulty how can you endure To see your chang now and within the same The heavie charge is laid unto your shame It is reported you have winckd at sin And in your judgment oft corrupted bin That gold hath been so pretious in your fight That judgment dazel'd where it glister'd bright That poore mens cases could not please your care Because your wisdoms did their purses feare That either favour fees or force thereby Hath made you constant in inconstancy Nay t is reported you have banishd some And courted more because precise become Then in your conscience you must needs confesse T is time in conscience you should have redresse Delinquents Plotting Up Noble spirits let us now be stirring Let us not venture all yet by demurring But let us strike now whiles the iron 's hot For now or never must the day be got Our force increaseth and doth still prevaile Our foes grow weaker and doe daily faile We have already such on un-set given then As hath you see it into corners driven them Indeed they dote of comfort in the Scots But we we feare not shall prevent their plots And if they faile them as they doe begin They will grow quickly miserable men The Scots have promisd toprevent this thing That they will never goe against their King But though some few may this their faith deny The greater part may put the lesser by The Epigram Hold hold Delinquents boast not you too fast You doe conclude as if all feare were past And you already had the day no lesse Delinquents use not to have such successe But to speake truly as indeed you ought What you have gaind yet is but dearly bought And though of conquest you can boast it out To gull the simple it is yet in doubt Nay whatsoever you have others shown You yet have no accquitance of your own But guiltie doe as Iudas did in this Betray your Master with a deadly kisse And for the Scots of whom you dare to vant As if they did a Christian feeling want They to their Soveraign will be true we know Yet not adhear unto Delinquents though The Papist plotting Come Christian Catholikes our case is good And many yeares yea hundred yeares hath stood And still shall stand indeed how should it fall Built on a Rock as Christ did Peter call And though this land this fatall land of late Hath curbd our case and us by act of state Yet both the first and most of Englands Kings Have shrouded under our Religions wings And for the present though we dare not say Our King is for us yet our Queen we may And though she seeks not to usurp his Crowne Yet where she smiles we trust he will not frowne Deare Queens of England you have shown good will Except some few to our Religion still And sure her Highnesse who doth meetly sen So neer His grace wil not our case forget The Epigram Oh! Royall Mary one of Englands pearles And set within the signet of our Charles Yea sealed in the center of His heart Though you possesse it doe not

it pervert Dread Soveraigne pardon I beseech your Grace Though I speake rudely and before your face Many good subjects thousands as I heare Are jealous of you doe some danger feare But Oh what feare they Oh deare Queen t is this That you should cause our King to doe amisse To change Religion if not goe about To race his deare profest Religion out But Gratious Soveraigne let there not he seen Such spots as these are in so faire a Quueen But make your subjects who have hearts thus shaken Unto their comfort finde they are mistaken Malignants Raving Great King whose praises do through Europe ring Of England Scotland France and Ireland King And still defender of the Christian faith What ever damn'd precise rebellion saith Oh that your Highnesse knew our loyall hearts Who now lie pent up in disloyall parts We are indeed inforc'd to aide your foes But know dread Soveraign this doth work our woes If we resist they curb us at their pleasures Command us yea and rob us of our treasures And force us oft through their infernall spight To speake them faire as if their cause were right But were your Highnesse and your forces heer You soon should see our loyall hearts appear And know deare Soveraigne it our care hath bin And Still continues how to let you in The Epigram Great and deare Soveraigne I your Grace beseech Be not misled thus by Malignant speech Build not upon such bare foundations laid Your Throne will stagger if no better staid Your Throne dread Soveraigne and so your command In righteousnesse established will stand The wisest King that ever raignd hath said it And woe be to those wretches have betraid it Great King and gratious be resolv'd that those We call Malignants ha' been vertues foes Scarce one of many ever understood To have been zealous any for good Heavens curb them then that to your Throne propound Such props as these are which were never found And in much mercy let your Highnesse see Your Throne by vertue must establishd bee Good Christians craving Oh! thou preserver of mankind give care Thou God of Abraham God of England heare We have thy promise that thou wilt draw nigh In times of trouble if we to thee cry We call upon thee wee beseech thy ayde Thou didst heare Abraham when he to thee prayd And in much mercy answerd him therein To save a City for the sake of ten Lord looke on England sure there thousands bee That unto Baall never bow'd the knee Thine owne deare servants who doe dayly stand Before thee weeping for this woefull land Thy servants suits are powerfull in thine eares And thou dost surely bottle up their teares Lord let thy spirit of compassion move Them on those waters and their suits approve The Epigram Lord God of Hoasts are Englands finns so great That pardon for them no meanes can intreat What not thine own and dearest servants cryes But still unanswerd England bleeding lyes Sure surely Lord thy servants cries are heard Although their suits may be a while deferd Thou canst as well from being God decline As canst surcease from being good to thine Oh then you servants of the Lord proceed Call cry and spare not God will help at need It may be that your backwardnesse in praying Hath been some reason God is thus delaying Gods anger greatly doth against us rage Which will not without great intreaties swage And you are they and only they indeed Whom God will heare whose suits are like to speed Then cry cry strongly never was more need The Neuter Temporizing But ere my Pensell let this picture goe There is a Neuter must not scape me so Though I confesse I did till now not mind him Nor is it easie as he is to finde him To finde him no fond fugitive indeed He knowes not where to finde himselfe at need So vaine and so inconstant that each winde Transports the man into another minde Indeed he moves not by his soule but sense And so both acteth and resolves from thence From which it comes that in these times of feare He is not led by reason but the eare The eare indeed for that he makes his guide But see thereby to what the asse is tied Now when a christian should be like a rock And rest unmov'd he 's right a weather-cock And cannot in his resolutions tarry But dayly changeth as reports doe vary To day he heares he must be for the King The winde to morrow other news doth bring For Essex prospers which doth so divide This Neuters thoughts he doubts on either side From whence this Neuter doth resolve in fine That he will unto neither side incline But will become a looker on untill He sees indeed which side shall have their will And this he reckons is the safest way For then thinks he who ever gets the day 〈◊〉 shall finde favour doubtlesse in their eyes As one that hath been moderate and wise As for Religion now t is so contrould And so in doubt he knowes not what to hold That to be zealous in these times therin He counts meer folly if not veniall sin Whiles from the world his Athiesme to hide He in appearance seems on either side With Cavaieers is strongly for the King VVith others can protest another thing Yea enter into Covenant perchance To aide that side he meanes not to advance From whence it comes that in this time of need His purse is with his purpose so agreed That of one crosse this Neuter will not purge it But as constraint or very shame shall urge it And what he parts with goes so neere his heart As if each penny were thereof a part VVhich is apparant when he comes to pay it His sighes and sordid language doth bewray it Thus this close Neuter Athiest I suppose Appeares but would not what he is disclose But only that way to avoide suspition Doth seeme to sit himselfe to each condition But Lukewarme Neuters thou that countst it foll● To be Religious or to seem too holy Or Godlesse Athiest thou who canst not loose That prize Religion having thine to choose Canst thou remaine now such a senselesse stone Or soulelesse creature a meere looker on Now whiles the Kingdome in such flames doth fri●… Has't not one drop of water to supplie Now when our Soveraigne doth in bondage live VVilt not one penny for his freedome give Now whiles Religion lying at the stake Begging assistance doth so deeply shake Hast neither hand to helpe nor tongue to crave Nor heart to pittie what thou canst not save Sure thou art sordid more then senslesse farr And worse by much then most Malignants are They can pretend Religion for excuse Thou canst say nothing for thy foule abuse But void of all Religion all may see Thou else to one side woulst adhering bee And wheras through thy irreligious wit Thou hopst hereafter much applanse to git Or finde much favour at the least t is plaine That these thy hopes shall prove at last but vaine For sith thou wilt to neither side incline T is just that both should spew thee out in fine I Have a second part Lyes glowing at my heart Which quickly would increase To flames might we have peace But such a peace it then must be Wherein we farther blisse may see Or else those sparkes must doubtlesse die Which rakd up in these ashes lie FINIS