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death_n	body_n	lord_n	soul_n	13,508	5	5.1021	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A51797	The Manner of the King's tryal at Westminster-hall, by the High Court of Justice, from January the 24th to January the 27th, 1648 also the manner of his being put to death at White-hall, near the Banquetting-house, on the 30th day of January, 1648, with his speech made upon the scaffold before he was beheaded : to the tune of Aim not too high, &c.		1682 (1682)	Wing M475A; ESTC R35013	1,850	1

The Manner of the KING's TRYAL at Westminster-hall by the High Court of Justice From January the 24th to January the 27th 1648. Also the Manner of His being put to Death at White-hall near the Banquetting-house on the 30th Day of January 1648 with His SPEECH made upon the Scaffold before He was Beheaded To the Tune of Aim not too high c. KIng Charles was once a Prince of a great state But yet he dy'd a Death unfortunate Oh he is gone and now hath l●st us here And God doth know what courses we shall steer Now my sad Story to you I 'll Relate At Westminster was call'd a Court of State Where Serjant Bra●shaw was Lord President The Court being full then for the King they sent There to the Bar a Guard did him convey In Januarys Month the Twentieth day Whereas Soliciter Cook did Read at large The Order and the manner of his Charge The KING's Charge Charles Stuart once admitted Englands King Which did such woes upon the Kingdom bring In setting up the Standard in the Field Which was the cause that so much Blood was Spilt Whereas thou didst Raise Arms within the Land Also against the Parliament did stand The Peoples Rights and Liberties enthral All these and were thou didst Tiranical Therefore you Guilty are of these sad times As Treason Murther and of such like Crimes For which at Bar a Prisoner you are And in this Court you shall have Tryal fair Here is your Jury for it must be so Yov'e heard your Charge Plead Guilty Ay or no. What is it thus then answered the King Was it for this you did me hither bring The King's Answer to the Charge As for your Charge a Rush I do not care I do desire those things are right and square It was for my Peoples Freed in I did stand The Liberties and Laws of all the Land I do d●sire to me you would unfold By w●os● Commission you this Court do hold To whom the President did straight Reply Sir you shall know by whose Authority This Court-Prerogative whereon we stand Ordained is by the Commons of this Land It is not for Prisoners to dispute the same Answer to that for which you hither came Then their Authority he quite Deny'd And said by them he meant not to be Try'd At which the Court their Verdict then did pass Not answering that he then Guilty was Then by the Clerk his Sentence there was Read Saying Charles Stuart Thou must lose thy Head For Murther Treason and for Tiran●y And to the Land a Publick Enemy Being Condemned one thing he did Crave That Doctor Juxon 's Presence he might have To Pre●ch and the Communion Him to give And see His two sweet Babes while He did Live The which was Granted all Perform'd and done And he did see his Daughter and his Son It would have Griev'd a Stony Heart to see The weeping Joy that was between those Three He blest them both and for them he did Pray Mourning at Parting then they go thier way Father from Children 't was a Grief full sore Each other in this World to see no more Tuesday the Thirtieth of January last He from St James's unto White-Hall past Having a Guard of flying Colours spread And Rattling Drums as to a Battel led With cheerful Countenance and Courage Bold He said March Faster for the Day is Cold Then to the Scaffold he was straight Convey'd The which with Mourning Cloath was overlaid The King's Speech upon the Scaffold Mounting the same quoth he I 'll little say For in this World I have not long to stay It is my Duty first with God to clear My Conscience free next to my Country Dear Vnto the Parliament I ne'er thought ill Their Privilidges never thought to spill Ill Instruments on both sides bred the strife Which was the cause so many lost their Life The greatest Enemies that sought my Death I do forgive before I lose my Breath I wish the Kingdoms Peace and Churches Bliss For now Religion out of Order is Lawful Succession I do hope shall be Granted by Parliament now after me And for my Conscience and Religion I dye a Protestant and a Christian To Doctor Juxon then his George he gave Willing Prince Charles his Son the same might have His walking Staff unto himself did give And for his sake to keep whilst he did live Likewise he gave the Duke of Richmond then One Watch another to a Gentleman With Eyes lift up to Heaven he made a Prayer And then for Death did instantly prepare Saying My Earthly Crown I here must leave Hoping a Heavenly Crown I shall receive Then on the Block his Neck there he did lay And to the Headsman then these Words did say When as my Hands and Arms I open stretch Strike Home besure that thou a right Blow fetch I come I come Lord Jesus then he cry'd One Blow his head and Body did Devide Thus like a Lamb his Death he there did take And presently this World he did forsake Whose Soul I trust is with the Lord on high And thus I end my Mournful Tragedy Printed by and for C. B. and sold by J. Walter