as his Cause Bassl'd their Sense and shew'd to them his Laws But this must not confute their horrid Crime However Monstrous left to future Time When soon their Haughty Minos did reply That they could O'rerule pleas of Majesty By power which they held much a finer thing Then yielding due submission to their King Yet could not better reason for it give Then that it might with Vagabond Commons Live As these course representatives in fact allow'd Who had no other title to their Crowd Whilst their Sollicitor Sputtering Cook did plead That Justice was by them too long delay'd And of his Lordship much did it intreat To make their farce-Tribunal seem more great As thus Currs did the Royal Lyon bait And by their forked Tongues design'd his fate Far more Inglorious then the pointed steel That Caesar did from Romes pack'd Senate feel None there was found that durst by Loyal Speech This horrid Courts high wickedness Impeach Untill a Lady did with Grandeur say Words that her Husband should have own'd that day By which she did unto their guilt imply Their bold Contempt of Royal Dignity So far the Woman did the Man out-do Whose power could not correct their fury now Above Treasons height this Court soon Sentence pass'd Deeming time long whilst their Kings Life did last That at his end Regalios of the Throne By Sacrilege before that time unknown Might with Church-Rapines to them Incom's yield As if the spoils of Heaven they 'd won by Field The Rebell Soldier who from Thirst of Gold And Lawless power thought conscience richly sold Conducted by the Scum of Humane-kind That on State Ruine had their rise design'd By sound of Trumpet and by beat of Drum Prepar'd for Triumph when the hour should come In which by a New-Modell'd Jewish way The King their Nations Saviour they would slay And like Unchristned Files when Martyrs fell His Bloud by parcells for their Lucre sell. To fast and pray their Leaders durst pretend When to no rules of Heaven their Souls did bend And could their prayers so horridly Intrigue As they still more Improv'd with Hell their League And since by Upstart force they much had won And Men of place and dignity undone They defy'd Scutch'ons because never said That Coats of Arms had Rebells famous made Or such in Birth did with Plebcians snare And ought by right to be disarmed there Yet this truth could not their course Pride abate Who raised were in spite of Fame by Fate Their Rampant Wives and Daughters that before Had never comely Tire or Garment wore Now pamper'd with best Meat and pleasing Wine Chose their Gallants and Lady-like kiss'd fine As thus deprav'd of Mankind did aspire And by their Monarch's death sought to rise higher The Gen'rous English who in Field before Had bravely fought to aid Majestique power Now being conâ—in'd to homes and full opprest By Methods which the Juncto's Votes exprest Wish'd that their sep'rate Numbers could unite And tho' disarm'd with Armed Rebells fight When many hearts that had before endear'd The Senates Cause Abhorrers now appear'd As of that Body was a Faction made Of Men that endless Scenes of Mischief laid And had appointed by their heinous power To the Worlds wonder their Kings dying hour One worthy person who sometime had been A bold Complyer with the Houses Sin At Midnight time did to the place arrive Where a Caball was sitting to Contrive The Circumstance and manner of this deed That to the Nations shame was to succeed Half Naked was he upright stood his hair And like distracted Man his Eyes did stare Who to them these words spake Dumb for some days I 've been and at this time My Speech restor'd by Heaven to speak your Crime Too long alas as my wounds may declare I was assistant to your Cause in War. And now my Soul Englighten'd is to know What guilt was Mine and how much worse you do As you to Supreme wickedness Ascend And guide the blow meant for your Soveraigns end In hope to plume your Junctos Callow State Which before fledg'd shall with you dissipate As your own Arm'd will â—leight your sway and birth And move you from your Seats with scornfull Mirth Does Cromwell your Ulisses want deceit Or Soul that swells with hope of being great Tho' low your heads presumptuously he lays And for his Brow Usurp Imperial Bays But when his Bloudy Rule shall have an end You shall with one another next Contend Till Anarâ—hy the Leveller of State Does give your confus'd force a finall date As unto Royal Power without won field Your Armed Bands and Nations hearts shall yield Destin'd by Heaven as its restoring day The Throne shall have an Admir'd splendid way When Regicidall Patriots soon shall find That 'gainst their hearts an Arm of Steel's design'd This and much more to me by Vision 's shown Which I this dreadfull Night to you must own And if Fates terrors may your hearts unsear Or slack the Iron Crimes yet harden'd there Know with affright and sorrow I beheld Your quarter'd Limbs on Towers and Steeples pil'd And like your Treasons height erected high Heads that on Bodies here I now espy And Cromwell think tho' Death-bed end you 'l have And with vast pomp born to an Usurp'd grave Where for base Glory amongst Royal duâ—t Your Carcasse shall be impudently thrust That Sacred Vault it shall not desile long Before thy Bones with Tyburn-Rebells throng And as thy head did Monstrously aspire Its Skeleton shall be advanced higher Then any loathed Skull whose brain with you Plotted both King and Nation to undo Till yours and their vil'd reliques to dust fall As the Suns angry Eye will burn 'em all Enough I 'ave said and if by heavens decree I 'm Dumb again and still so doom'd to be The Sacred Power that prompted this address If penitenco it does on you impress Will grant for your sakes whensoe're I 'm dead That on my Grave that Epitaph be read The Cruel Grandees when they heard this speech That did their King-killing design Impeach On which they plac'd their Avaricioâ—s aim And thirst of Rule which did their hearts inflame They bit their Lips and with a haughty frown Denounâ—'d that he his Life should soon lay down Till when to their Loath'd Prison him they send And hasten with more rage their Monarchs end Soon to the World did Fames loud Tongue relate The Kings distress and his sad Nations fate When Forreign hearts no less then English strove For this Great Prince to blaze their grief and Love. As passionately their Souls did apprehend That just dominion every where would end Since Englands rule in him on Earth the best Could not upon its Royal Fabrick rest Thus as the World had one great Mourner been And fear'd the dire effects of Englands Sin As Kings and Subjects did at once lament The Horrid Nature of that President Like which none burden'd e're the Tongue of Fame Or for
longer â—ight Command Or hope my Conduct may him now repair Since in my breach of Faith his Cause wou'd share Much had this speech the Gen'rous Dornland mov'd Who Strict Integrity in Man approv'd Judging no Fortitude deserv'd that name Unless best Justice does Compleat the claim Which Thought well Ponder'd next he Feilding leaves And unto Courage and his Fortune gives His Persons Safety resolv'd his Trusty steed The same way back unto the King shou'd speed But soon Perceiv'd his Foes had Stations chose Where they cou'd fiercely his return oppose Or any durst with daring hazzard bring Intelligence or Errand from the King That might th'engaged Feilding's Soul relax And Essex leave a fruitless Truce to Tax The valiant Dornland seeing now how fast The Furious Enemy did accost his haste Before behind and round about him spread Admiring how they fail'd to leave him dead Whilst Shot like Lines unto a Point design'd Flâ—w as no Center but his Heart 't wou'd find On all sides in his flight he fought with some Through others to their Fate he forc'd his room Untill his Nimble Courser and his Fight At once out-did his swift Pursuers Might And in this bold Adventure did receive Such Marks of Glory with best Verse may live His Vesture torn with Shot as Ensigns show When Eyes the Bearers Valour thence allow Besides some Scars upon his Visage seen Which told how sharp his perils then had been Thus he return'd and to the King made known Nobly what Sense of Feilding was his own With all Averments by that Chief were made Why he his Princes Mandate disobey'd Since he oblig'd by Truce must Redding yield And not to save that help to win the Field The King now Dornland's worth perceived more Then from observance first he did explore Resolving thence that with his Kingly Grace He 'd such remark upon his Merit place That should most aptly unto Fame convey The Loyal value he atcheiv'd that day Saying Thy Prince this Jewell gives to thee And if presage of his Auspicious be His Cause shall prosper with renown'd success Whilst thee to wear this gift Heavens will shall bless This worthy Mans Intelligence thus told Soon mov'd the King to bid that his force should No longer suffer by continuing sight Which so much Fruitless prospect gave to sight And thus both sides with too great loss withdrew Since English bloud did that more precious shew Much like to Ships with Masts and rigging tore And Men disabl'd next must tack to shore Where with most leisure and industrious Care Their dismall loss and figures they repair The FIFTH BOOK The Argument Redding deliver'd by a Martial Call The Actions Tax'd and Feilding doom'd to dye Conduct deprav'd the Court and Field affects Which Dornlands Soul does ominously revolve Who unto Polyaster next repairs From his deep Science prospects to discern Of this Wars fature Actions and Events THe Tongue of Fame whose Ensign is the Crowd When various Clamours she disperseth Lowd Or Throws on Mortals multiply'd Mistake As they through Errors-Glass their Prospects take Whence oft to Vulgar thoughts such Mediums rise That feed the Ignis-fatuus of their Eyes Nor seldom do contests in Camps proclaim How boldly Militants Impose on Fame To which Court-Minionâ— their concurrence yield When they with Martialists Intrigue in field And would on Measures by the Armed chose Their complisance most plausibly dispose Whose Souls are to such gawdy Moâ—als joyn'd As least unto adversity are kind Or genuinly the deeds of men Express When Int'rested their value to depress All which unhappy Feildings Case now prov'd Gainst whom both Court Camp displeasures mov'd Nor less then dreadfull Martial sense must free His person charg'd with Faithless Infamy Which did the Kings just Temper more Incense As Reddings Loss was aggravated thence And thus before this Rigid Bar did come The once Fam'd Fielding to receive his doom Whose former worth no Mitigation gain'd As he then seem'd to Honours Jury stain'd By whose strict Verdict sentence soon was past And day appointed that must be his Last From Executioners that Mars does call When his Delinquents shou'd most daring fall Tho' Honor'd held if they by Engines dye That Force with utmost dread the Arm'd to â—â—y Whilst he with Constant â—ortitude Comply'd To bear th' Infliction 'gainst his Life dâ—creed Whence many worthys had more value plac'd On him so â—â—concâ—rn'd his end embrac'd As Gen'rous confidence when Death is near Implys the Soul disdains her Cause to â—â—ar Which worth in him Compassion more Inclin'd With such discernments as might aptost find Regards of Mercy if those Motives might His death prevent and wounded Honour right Considering next if like a Soldier He Had yielded Redding to the Enemy On Terms that prudent Captains wou'd embrace When they 'd surrender fortified place The Scituation weigh'd and what might thence Induce him not to hazzard its defence All which discurssions with their Calm and heat Found soon Conveyance to the Royall Seat Which Pallace-Perdu's watchfully attend That their Address may thither first ascend Whilst of Court Intercessors most admir'd Beauty for Feildings safety then Conspir'd And with the Eminent Lusters of her Face Begg'd for this Chief her Sovereigns Act of Grace With Tears that most resistless Men surprize When made the grief and Prayer of womens eyes Which Far Compassion in her Sovereign mov'd Who Chastly Female Gracious spendors lov'd And held no Bounty by their Charms obtain'd But was their value when with Virtue gain'd And to this worthy of her Sex thus said Happy is Fielding for whom you have paid The Value of your pity shed in Tears Tho' Warlike Sense a Ruffer course oft Stears Then Mercies Milder Orb or Conduct show Whose Beams from Breasts of Kings most boundless flow Nor has Attentless ear to Mercies call Been e're my Crime or Subjects unjust fall Which Candid mildness shin'd throughout my Reign When Sanguine guilt did other Scepters Stain And if Offenders I less prone forgive Their Souls may in their bodies blush to live But Providence whose secret Acts of Grace Incline the hearts of Kings to Mercies Case And like Heavens bounties in the Orbs above Do Sovereign Conduct more benignly Move To which within the Royal Sphere was joyn'd Wales blooming Prince whose soon compassion shin'd As Princely Souls when most enrich'd by Heaven Have Mercies Talents early to them given What verse his Royal Graces can declare In Acts his Mirrors so transparent are And in a Second Charles the Former known As Kings whose Souls no Interregnum own And thus unto his Royal Father said Th' Address that for your Gracious Pardon 's made By this fair object let my Heart conspire To aid as her attractive Beams require Nor is 't denied that with my youthfull years Compassion flows where Woman sheds her Tears By whose bright Sex I early do explore That hard 't is to deny when they Implore These Intercessions of a Royal Son Much on the Kings
therefore bless When but permitted for a scourge to Crimes That were their Nations in those horrid times Now Heavens Omnipotent Pencil did in Skies Delineate marvells to observing eyes By Figures that to wonder did declare The just and unjust Cause of this vilde War If on Fames word my Muse here aptly may Such Prodigies to future age convey Three Mighty Shapes above did then appear Vaster in Form then Constellations there Whose Characters perspicuously were read By large Inscriptions plac'd o're every Head The First of these did Piety renown Beauteous her Face and wore a Diamond Crown White was her Robe yet brighter far then Rays Of Phaebus when he finest them conveys To Sov'reignty which next to her did stand She gave a Scepter from her holy hand His Vesture such as on a Solemn day Our Kingly Power and Majesty display Tho' all the purâ—led Stars that it adorn'd For earthly Clory dark on sudden turn'd Yet still his figure Royally look'd great Like to King Charles when most distress'd by Fate To wonder next State Order was beheld Or such as under Sceptred Rule excell'd Where Myter'd Dignity by Sovereign Grace Before all Civill has an honour'd place And where in sev'rall Magnitudes appear Degrees of Nobless in the Royal Sphere The short Rob'd next who from the studied Law Judiciall Reverence to their Science draw On Seats of Judgments gravely seem'd to sit And aid the Publick by their learned wit. Close unto these were seen the ruling Gown And order of th' Incorporated Town Where Royal Charters God-like do Create The body Politiques Eternal State. Nor did best Science or Mans usefull Art Want in this Vision their becoming part Or how from Kingly Rule their values rise By honour given to Humane Industries Oppos'd to Piety fierce discord stood Her Monstrous figure cloath'd in Robes o◠〈◊〉 And seem'd to feed on Serpents as they hung Upon her Sanguine Person all along Her hands did round th' Horizon Libells Throw Worst seeds of ill when e're in States they grow Furious her Eyes and had a Throat so wide As some thought Churches down it then did slide To Aid her proud Rebellion claim'd a part Demure in looks and Speech but base in heart Various as Popular Sense her Person drest And thus she lyes to Vulgar ears Exprest Sister to fame Fame did her now allow And gave this Gyantess a Trumpet too A Crown she wore and on it stood upright A Sword whose point seem'd to touch Skies to fight Near to her side wild Anarchy did stand The confus'd guide of worst disposed Man Heads from her head and body seem'd to grow Whilst her vast hands 'mongst Crouds did firebrands throw No humane measure could her compass take For she was of the Devills Legion-make These Visions if to Allegory joyn'd All without help of Verse their sense must find Wherefore a while we 'le leave 'em in the Air And this fierce Battels deeds in brief declare For challenge both sides fir'd their loudest Gun E're here that early morning fight begun When soon their bodies siercely did engage That bloud might quench their hearts inflamed rage Brave Rupert first the Foes Right wing does meet And gave their daring Troups a quick defeat Pursu'd and kill'd beyond their Armies Rear Which Victor like he boldly Summons there But no return from them he could receive Other then what their Cannon-mouths did give Fully resolv'd in spite of this bad cast That Fortune's Nick would win for them at last This valiant Prince who in Wars dâ—â—ing Toyls Had to his Perill oft led foremost Files Was destin'd more by onset to attain Then his succeeding Conduct could retain Which sad disaster had been his before At Edge-Hill Fight but worse at Marston-Moor And now had by attack dispers'd the Force Of Zealous Ireton's Phanatick Horse And him his Captive did a while retain Till from his fierce pursuit return'd again He met with foes that forc'd him to resign The taken Ireton and the field decline But e're verse does such accidents display That gave a period to this Fatal day My Muse reserves for Lyles especial Grace And fair Flavira's deeds a signal place Whilst other valours to contract our story Are left unto more large Records of Glory This Gallant Virgin from Loves power had chose A Warlike Room where Ranks did nearest close To a Batallion then Brave Lyles's Command And sought to aid him with an armed hand Whilst as she saw the perills of that Field His dangers there she most concern'd beheld And when in doubt lest he might want her aid Her Soul that else could not was then afraid So bravely did her mind Loves fear Imploy Till she to assist him did Foes destroy And as she now â—…d his 〈◊〉 ess perceiv'd In Tears she fought and kill'd till him reliev'd Whose valiant person having fallen to Ground Enforc'd by weight of Blows and bleeding wound She leaping off her Steed did him embrace And being not known perhaps then kiss'd his face Helping him soon unto his horse to rise And guided next his way from Enemies Heroick Lyle whom grief did â—ndispose Far more then toyls of War and hurts from soes As then he weigh'd disasters of his King And consequence which that days loss might bring A Soldiers thanks to her he gave in brief Conceiving her to have been some youthfull Chief That him reliev'd and thus they Gallop'd on Till he lost her among the â—lying throng When furious Cromwell had dispers'd this Wing As he with bloudy Swords approach'd the King And stout Commanders had and Soldiers kill'd That Furrows there with Sanguine streams were fill'd When the Magnanimous Sovereign this beheld And saw his powers by Subjects force compell'd As Irrecoverable did appear the day Yet he as Chief and Soldier did assay His Men to â—ally and with chearfull look Encourag'd them to stand the utmost shock But how could Majesty or duty win Persons to sight when fear enforc'd their Sin. Who now instead of stop so rudely run As the King 's forc'd to fly amongst their throng So Boystrous waves an approv'd Ship convey Against the Pilots will to remote Sea. The Royal General thus compell'd to flight By those tho' led by him that would not fight With such becoming Grandeur bore that fate As suited Majesties afflicted State Or Prince that of best Fortune ne're was Proud And would not by adverse in Soul be bow'd The wondrous fâ—gures that Spectators stood In Sky as here display'd a Scene of bloud And Order show'd and Grandeur of his state Now Trembled to behold this Battels fate And aâ—tâ—r him like Storms in Clouds did fly Untill obscur'd to sight below the Sky But Piety Heavens Influence on his heart That in extremes was his conspicuous part Above as here describ'd attends his flight By his Soul seen tho' not by other sight Whilst Discord Rebellion Anarchy that then Was hov'ring o're the Houses sighting Men Did with their Iron-hands such Clappings make As seem'd the Fabrick