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A35711 The Deputies ghost, or, An Apparition to the Lord of Canterbury in the Tower with his complaint unto the wall after the ghosts departure : being an acrostick anagramme of his name. 1641 (1641) Wing D1084; ESTC R43125 1,904 1

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THE DEPUTIES GHOST OR An APPARITION to the Lord of Canterbury in the Tower VVith his complaint unto the wall after the Ghosts departure BEING An Acrostick Anagramme of his Name WIthout corruption or that corrupted Cave From out that body from the head divided From mortall life from death and from the grave And from the Elizian by immortals guided Into the world I come for to reprove thee Because the World reports that I doe love thee Proud Prelate dost thou startle at a shade What substance have I to make thee affraid Or art thou fearefull of thy sociat's Ghost A voyce a shade or fancy at the most Surely your Grace cannot so soon be danted 'T is not the first time we have bin acquainted Why I am Wentworth canst thou not abide me Nay surely then I must begin to chide thee Oh would I 'de been as loathsome in thine eye When first to Honour I was rais'd so high Or had I never thy confederate beene The tree that 's fallen might still have flourish't greene For if I 'de never to thy wayes consented Untimely death had surely beene prevented Nor had mine Honours at that day beene stained If I such wicked courses had refrained Then had my wife her husband still enjoyed Nor had my childrens father beene destroyed Whose life was lately tane away by force That longer might have liv'd by Natures course And yet to dye I truely had deserved Because with thee I from the truth had swarved My Lord you know it is a trayterous part That any man should seeke for to subvert The fundamentall Lawes and Government Confirmed by the course of Parliament And yet my Lord you formerly could say You 'd make the proudest Subject to give way To what you list contrary to the Law As if you 'd make the Kingdome stand in awe Of your great power such was your foule ambition To pull down truth and set up superstition And held the power of Prelacy more great Then his that ruleth in the Royall seate Nay more then that with threatnings interrupted The Iudges that their Iudgements were corrupted Yet now my Lord the Law will not forbeare you Since neither Iudge nor Iustice needs to feare you But stay my Lord what meane you thus to tremble Can you not still with God and man dissemble They went beyond a Canterbury pace That ran so fast to overtake your Grace And yet you see how sudden alterations Move mighty men with Melancholy passions I know my Lord when you was in your prime You 'd not have kept your study halfe this time Oh no my Lord you then enjoy'd your pleasure Your betters then would stand waite your leisure The greater sort of persons seem'd to feare you The poore men durst scarce speak nor come too ne're you But now you see the matter 's alter'd quite They bid you shew the ut most of your spite And yet my Lord it is not many yeares They durst to use such speeches for their eares My Lord as I unseene past through the streets I see the multitudes of paper sheets Sent from the Presse and thus they cry them still Come buy a booke concerning little Will In truth my Lord if you your freedome had This were enough to make you run starke mad Therefore I at your grace doe marvell much Your love unto the World it should be such But rather seeke for to be separated From such a world where you are so much hated In any place where men abroad doe walke When dyes the Bishop thus they use to talke All which my Lord would be but 9 dayes wonder If once your head and shoulders were asunder Alas my Lord why are you loath to dye You have ossended full as much as I. What feare you meeting Bensteads Ghost in Hell Why he 's in Heaven for ought that you can tell And if he be in Heaven yet never feare It may be long ere he doe meet you there And yet me thinkes you did but ill in that To hang the man and knew not well for what Hang'd him said I nay hang and draw and quarter And yet my Lord you thinke to dye a Martyr On London bridge you may behold a Head How much is't worse then yours when once you 'r dead And others more my Lord you put in danger who fear'd the rack more then they did the manger And thus my Lord you see how times can alter You thought o' th rack but dream'd not of the halter Which to your selfe I leave you now alone Unto the wall speake thus when I am gone An Anagramme made on the name of William Laud● Wall vild am I Or Wall I am vild Wall if thou knew'st thy prisoner were so base And hadst but sense to understand aright Long should I not have lived in this place Lime wood stone would all against me fight If that I had my just deserved doome Archbishop once might bid adieu to Rome Much mischiefe in the Kingdome I have wrought Vsing the meanes to make my name more great Into the land I would have Popery brought Loe here 's the downfall of St. Peters seate Downe with it downe this is the peoples cry I did offend and therefore I must dye FINIS Printed in the Yeare of our Prelates feare 1641.