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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A51586	Symplegades antrum, or The rumpant story impartially relating their tyrannical dealings, and clymacterical downfall. Together with a congratulation of his most sacred Majesty in his most happy reign. By John Mullinax Dr. in Physick.	Mullinax, John.	1660 (1660)	Wing M3058B; ESTC R213888	26,024	62

and glorious for Kings Of Haeresie and Faction to break the springs T' Reform the Church proud Antichrist dispelling Then Christ in Grace will in our Church be dwelling Prophaneness punish'd and false worshipping Religion advanc'd and each holy thing That 's truly Protestant here flourishing No Romish Serpents Relicks nourishing All Popelings banish'd Gospel Bishops sing Glory to God and Grace unto our King Thus good Kings do for God his sacred Word 'S their Rule for Life and reign they would Gods Sword Peace Mercy Truth and Justice this will bring And then three Kingdomes joy in Charls our King No Power but the Power Omnipotent Could extricate us from that cursed Rent The Rump here made and from that grand confusion Both in the State and in the Church delusion Their Blood and Treason pillars of black smoak To drive from hence our God wee did invoke God heard and without any precious blood Hath chang'd the cruel sword for all our good In Kingly Power and Authority Doth shine th' eternal Gods blest Majesty In these sad times our Church was rent dividing Sect against Sect each one the other sleighting Of Discipline were divers names declaring Division and worser Sects all these out daring Report doth tell that all these Christ are preaching And yet their own Thoughts and Opinions teaching Some Truth may bee in most by Truths composing King Charls like God with Gospel Saints is clozing Satan sow'd Tares when as the Priests were sleeping But now King Charls will keep the Church from weeping A King of Providence and of Prayers a King A King of Mercy a great experienc'd King A King of Promise God him alwaies making The Churches Nursing Father of Grace partaking A King of valour Christ's true Faith's Defendor Both just and merciful our glorious splendour A King of wonders preserved for this thing Both Church and State in Gods Name governing For this all Providences did him bring For this God bless our Soveraign Lord the King Worsters Deliverance that wonderful thing Mercies Deliverance from Popery's sting Beyond the Seas God still preserv'd our King At home Sects Army gone sans blood or string From Heaven sanctified by suffering Whilst hee in Gods fear still is governing True Priests true Saints their Hallelujah sing Blessed bee God that blessed hath our King The Lord make Charls his love and true delight No man to wrong and every man to right Exceeding great 's the Example of a King It doth on his a powerful influence bring Blest Constantine first Christian Emperour King With Orthodox Divines his Court did spring Augustus Court is stor'd with men of learning Hee 's learn'd himself and therefore those preferring But drunk Tiberius Court with sots is filling Debauching Healths Tricongius knighted swilling Religious Court Religious men will sing Constantine and Augustus Charls our King Wee sadly read of Amaziahs halting And also of wise Solomon's revolting Of Rehoboams rashness by respecting Young States-mens Counsels Sages grave rejecting Of Jeroboams Calves the Tribes dividing Pretends Religion for his wicked siding Of Uzzahs mis-lead Zeal and of Uzziah Becoming Priest the blood of Zachariah Son of Jehoiada High-Priest most Royal From these God bless our King and keep us loyal God give Great Charls King Davids perfect heart King Solomons wisdome God to him impart Josiahs Holiness in each Religious thing And Hezekiahs comforts to our King Blest King Jehosaphats success and honour Blest Moses meekness and blest Joshuahs valour Edward the sixth most glorious Piety Elizabeths most blest Prosperity King James his Learning and King Charls his Grace God give to Charls and to the Royal Race A blessed holy glorious Martyr'd King At 's death a private oath Remembering Shewd excellent grace an oaths a sacred thing Where Gods call'd in and God expects performing Of serious Vowes and sacred Oaths once made In time of trouble performance must be had The just and holy God he hates the breaking Of oaths and vowes true saints their oaths are keeping If th' oath were false for shame let ne're be spoken If th' oath were true why should it ere be broken Brave London feasts both King and Parlament And both the royal Princes and do present A Cupboard of Plate in that great City lye Best Subjects hearts and greatest Treasury Thy great Imperial Chamber Charls it is Whilest thou grantst them their royal liberties The feast was great their hearts are far more royal Their Love their Faith their Duty now is loyal Time Truth and Fame their several speeches make Pardon great sir for there was some mistake In England born the Scots first crown'd him King Brave Ireland also their allegiance bring Great Monarch live we humbly waite and pray To see thy happy blessed Crowning day When Charles shall leave this mortal Crown Lord bring Him that immortal Crown where Angels sing Of Charls the Martyrs Race in Heaven now glorying Let England never want a gracious King Thus all true Subjects pray for Charls our King Pardon great Sir my Muses warbleing FINIS

throne to kitchin who payes for all the mourning White-hall had many Masters yet not the right At last God turns black Traytors in sad plight Nol thought all sure but see the Serpents lurking Where fraud and power keeps Tyrants up usurping For good Queen Dick that honest uselesse thing By Nols kin and his crew just is the King Of Kings alive is buryed though Grace is pardoning Mushromes repent and keep your hearts from hardning Lest stormy winds roaring and trees up blowing Do send you where the Styx is ever flowing God gives us just examples to take heed Of treason traytors shall have traytors meed The people weary of Nols grand oppressing To Dick proclaim'd do make their low addressing Some flatter some design some hope th'amending Of burdens great before their fatall ending But Dick's turn'd out and Hal from Ireland comming Both want their Fathers valour and his cunning Dicks honest Parlament good things were doing The title 's naught the Army 's them out-throwing Thus Agitators armed Priests do bring Confusion for of all they were the spring Those Agitators were of Nols devising Backt all his projects still themselves up rising Grand-Satans Jesuits by their Popes false dealing Brew'd all our miseries kept us still from healing Gainst true Religion and settlement still burning Content with none all Governments out-turning These rise ' gainst Dick and all their wayes reproving Gainst God and King and Laws the Army moving Confusion brings confusion God is just The wickeds honour sin layes in the dust The Rump before their time again now rising Though six years buryed stink yet still devising New Treasons troubles by the Army call'd in The Army cast them out before great is their sin They now resolve the Nation once more muzling But yet brave Cheshire threats their cruel nuzling Brown Booth Middletons Welsh-men cry the King Something too late Lambert them all is conquering Though some men faild yet thousands good men pray And gladly wisht St. George an happy day Now new Sequestring some that 'fore did stand For the long Parlament just is Gods blessed hand Brave stout and valiant Massey scapes the Tower Comes in again and scorns this Rumpish power And is preserv'd by God that he might bring Our blessed Charls our Soveraign Lord the King Gods time is best he 's faithful to his trust Though for his sake blest Love is laid i' th' dust Kings Rights are still preserved by our God God sanctify that twelve years heavy Rod. Lambert receives his token from the Rump And 's Captains Orderd thanks now he is Trump But little blood was shed then new Committees Chester's dis-franchiz'd spoyl'd amongst the Cities Both Ministers and others are suspected Imprison'd and Estates are new sequestred But they that call'd them in do turn their faces And now resolve to occupy their places Lambert his time comes to return in play God shortens this for his true Saints did pray The Rumpish rage and fury nine out turn Lambert and 's Captains vow the Rump to burn They armed come to th' House to stop their meeting Like to their souldiers Rumpish souldiers greeting Lental of several Parlaments was the Speaker Of all our Laws and Statutes the great breaker Hee 's once again sent back for to consider Or else to count his money judge you whether The Army set them up and pulls them down And help them to destroy the Royal Crown Lambert and Fleetwood and the Officers praying Both fast and feast and still intend betraying Now all consult and in amaze and cry What Counsel's best resolve to live or dye The Head is gone and eke the politick Nose Six things like Parlaments wee stab'd and rose Against the present power what shall wee have A single person who shall bee the knave Coxcombs of safety let us settle now Heark rouze your spirits the Northern winds do blow Now London fasts and praies in one prostrating Their humbled souls and bold by now declaring For a Free Parlament out-vy the cheating Of Wallingford-house-saints though Vanes repeating This new Committee of slavery down would have Our Colledges and Churches so inslave Us worse the bottome of the headless Rump Worse than the rest onely fit for the stump Against these Saints whoever dare to clash In his hearts blood their hands they swear to wash Proclaim for peace and yet more blood devising All still resolve ' gainst Charls a constant rising The grand blind Cobler guilty of former blood Begins new broyles i' th' City amaz'd wee stood Brave Prentises petition'd ' gainst this might Stand up for King for Laws for Cities Right Some pinion'd are others are sadly slain Cobler kills Cobler this blood sure cryes amain Brave Common Council stand for Cities cause Coblers indited for murdering the Laws Patience abus'd returns to rage and fury God will bee Judge whoever is the Jury How did blest Londons God preserve us then From mutinies confusion even when The knife was at the throat our hands did itch To give blind halting Cobler one true stitch Now more Committees and more Sequestrators And more curst raking who should be our Stators Thus one destroies another as unjust A guilty conscience will not a brother trust God uses Instruments of his own appointing And makes his way for Blessed Charls Anointing Wee Protestants are and Popish Monks wee hate Yet one brave Monk preserves both King and State Forgive him all the rest for this is more Than all the Monks could ever do before Great George the best of Monks sees all their raking Of Church and State resolves to stop their taking God said Amen bids George march on and bring Justice Peace Truth and Mercy with our King The Game was hard the stakes were great the sting Of safety vows Monk on his back to fling This Northern blast out-blows the Fasts and Prayers Of Fleetwood's Lambertonians Kings betrayers They now resolve Lamberts flusht Army sing Before their time Victoria conquering In their proud lust and Arm of flesh boasting All 's their and then into the North they 're posting But hee that sits in Heaven laughs to see Their pride Now stops their twelve years tyranny Fifty brave Troops of Horse and desperate Foot Experienc'd valour and brave General too 't And all our Sects in 's March they bravely cry Triumph unto your Lordship Victory Rakers Quakers Shakers all come in And help to fill the measure of their sin From Monks Priests Fryers Scotch Presbyters they cry Deliverance is sure wee 'l fight or dye This man of no Religion like Noll hath all That do pretend this hastens much his fall Poor Monk hath Horse more fitter for to run Than fight say they wee will the Scots orecome Hang Tything Priests wee 'l pray our selves and preach Thy brandisht sword Lord Lambert that us teach Wee 'l Colledge Lands and Churches take Priests all Instead of Tythes to us for bread shall call Wee 'l make the City bow and take their Treasure Their Wives and