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A37165	The Coronation of Queen Elizabeth, with the restauration of the Protestant religion, or, The downfal of the Pope being a most excellent play, as it was acted both at Bartholomew and Southwark fairs, this present year, 1680, with great applause and approved of and highly commended by all the Protestant nobility, gentry and commonalty of England, who came to be spectators of the same.	J. D.	1680 (1680)	Wing D31; ESTC R22544	15,259	27

no matter since they are Dead they are past Plotting and now may King Elizabeth Live and Reign in Safety O that she had but forty such Subjects as I am she would be the happiest Queen in England a-gad she wou'd Cook look to it But now I think on 't Sirrah Pray what Religion are you on Honey Why of your Religion Tim. How can that be I am of King Elizabeths Religion Ha ha Sirrah methinks you smell somewhat stinking like a Papist Honey Why I am a Papist what then Tim. How a Papist in the company of a Tinker and a Statesman knock him down knock him down They all up with their Staves and offer to knock him down Honey I I do and the Law shall Tim. Nay now he talks of the Law let him alone for we are not to knock any Man down that understands the Law But look to it Sirrah about an hour hence for I shall so maul thee Vds-bud I shall thou Son of a Papist thou Even till I make thee swear this Bum Is Holier Flesh than all the Pope is of Rome Come come Neighbour for one cherriping Cup and then to the Fight Exeunt omnes ACT III. SCENE I. The Scene opens and discovers the Pope and Nun sitting upon a Couch Pope NOw thou lookest more lovely Fair than Venus e'r could boast her self to be and on thy Cheeks more rosie Blushes sit than Sol could ever spare to deck the early Morn and now my Dulcementa They come forward in a Dream when soft Slumbers close her Eyes may by the force of Fancy be well pleased with what timerous Virgins wish but have not known Is not this better than poring upon Religion Thou art the only Book I 'll ever read unless to cheat the prying Eyes of Rome Nun. I must confess you have taught me to forget the thorny way which I poor fool once wandered in being misled but now by your Advice return to taste of Pleasures and Delights I had not else been capable to understand They cannot sure be ill that you the Universal God on Earth vouchsafe to try But alas What will my Father Cardinal Moricena say when he comes to know of this and when our mid-night Meetings are discovered to the World as e'r long they must I find by something that forbodes within me Pope Alas Thy Father dares not blab for if he do I have a Sleeping Pill that shall seal his Mouth for ever And as for the World who dares grumble at the Pope the Vniversal Bishop of the Church or question ought he does Enter the Devil in the shape of a Jesuit Devil Fly fly or all will be discovered Cardinal Moricena's at the Gate railing against your Holiness calling you Monster Beast Leacher and the vilest terms that Envy can invent Nun. Oh where shall I fly to hide me from his angry Face Now gilt comes fast upon me and I tremble at the thoughts of what I have committed Devil 'T is too late for see he enters Enters with a Dagger Moricena Where is this Leacherous Pope this He decripid Goat the scandal to the Holy Chair for ever And where is this Irreligious Nun the shame of her Sex and my Honour Oh have I found you after your glutting in all unlawful Pleasures Take that for a reward Stabs her Nun. Oh Father forgive me in your Arms I do desire to die and as with your Aid I did receive this mortal Shape into your Bosom let me breath my last It was that Monster that betrayed my Innocence by telling me Religion was but a trick invented to delude easie Women withal or as a trade found out for to maintain such as were incapable of labour a meer cheat or shadow without substance and with strong Allurements wone me to his Lust which now I heartily repent me of with my last breath whil'st fainting in your Arms I die Dies Pope Damn'd Incarnate Devil what hast thou done thou hast slain that Angel in thy Daughters Shape that shall deny thee thy Salvation I as grand Prelate to the Church will send my Mandate to my Patron Peter that when thy Soul shall mount to strike it headlong down from Heavens Chrystal Gates into the deep Abiss Morice Talk on talk on Lascivious Pope thou Head of Hell not Rome How can'st thou look upon an Angry Father whose Daughter thou hast so basely defloured and caused him to kill Devil Kill the old Cox-comb Sir he will be babbling else kill him I say or else you cannot be safe Pope Moricena let me Embrace thee thus Stabs him Morice Ah I 'm slain Dies Pope Take that for railing at the Pope and that for prying into his secret Love Aside Devil Evil Counsel is a sure way to push a Man upon Damnation and I am sure he wants not much of that Pope Well what 's next to be done Devil Fly Rome Sir without loss of Life or Honour this Cardinal reviled much the Peoples Hearts and when the Murther 's known they 'll feek Revenge Take all your Jewels and Things of greatest value easiest portable and in some far Countrey spend the residue of your days in pleasure Pope It will grieve me much to be deposed but more to suffer a shameful and ignominious Death by the hands of those that were my Slaves I was a fool to kill him For Men though great yet are not always good Who like to Rome delight to deal in Blood Exit Pope Devil Well like his shadow I must follow him wheresoever he goes his thread of Life is almost spun and then he falls to my great Masters share I 'll haste an in destruction push him on And then I 'll leave him in confusion Exit Devil SCENE II. Enter Tim. Honey-Suckle and others Tim. Victoria Victoria Victoria Honey Well I must confess you have beaten me and now I 'll turn Protestant and cry God bless King Elizabeth Queen of England and a pox on the Pope Tim. Well Sirrah and for the sake of Queen Elizabeth give us one Dance now and here 's my hand we 'll be friends for ever Honey Agreed agreed He Dances an Antick Jigg Tim. So well done Cook now I like thee I'faith Enters Brush to them Brush Arm Arm Neighbours Arm or we shall be all burnt burnt for Hereticks Tim. How 's that Neighbour all burnt for Hereticks Brush Ay all for Hereticks for the Pope with the whole Spanish Armado is come into the Hope laden with Faggots Iron Whips Racks and Gibbets to torture hang and burn us all for being Protestants Tim. How the Pope come into the Hope Uds-lud then let us go hope to catch the Pope and if we do catch the Old Gentleman we 'll so singe his Tail that he shall never forsake the Countrey Now will I go muster up all my Kent-street Regiment and if I pull him not by the Beard say Tim's a Coward Come along come along along along Exeunt Enters the Pope lead by the Devil in his own shape

The CORONATION OF Queen Elizabeth WITH The RESTAURATION OF THE Protestant Religion OR The DOWNFAL OF THE POPE Being a most Excellent PLAY As it was ACTED BOTH AT Bartholomew and Southwark FAIRS This present Year 1680. With great Applause and Approved of and highly Commended by all the Protestant Nobility Gentry and Commonalty of ENGLAND who came to be Spectators of the same LONDON Printed for Ben. Harris at the Stationers Arms under the Piazza in Cornhil 1680 TO THE Protestant Reader KInd Reader After the great Applause this Play has gained upon the Stage I have thought fit for the better Satisfaction of the Curious to publish it to the World that all may plainly behold my sincere Intentions herein which was only to lay open the Cruelties and Villanies of Rome more to the Life than they have been exposed since the beginning of this late horrid and most barbarous Plot for upon second thoughts I considered that many who only saw this Play were not of such profound Capacities as to let it take a firm Impression upon their Memories therefore that all might the better weigh each particular circumstance as their leasure served them I have presumed to send it abroad into the World though no doubt amongst a thousand Foes whose Malice unquestionably will endeavour to asperse and fully the candid Reputation it has already gained amongst several Noble Personages of this Nation whose sound Judgments are undeniable the reason of it is perhaps because it plainly shews them as in a Mirror the purity of our Religion and the gross Absurdities and Cruelties of the Pope and Church of Rome in their proper Colours not gilded over with borrowed Ornaments or Fictious which never were but howsoever under the friendly Patronage of all truly Loyal Protestants I have sent it abroad to tell the World the Noble Exploits Heroick Resolutions and Victories of that blest Queen who maugred all the Plots and dire Conspiracies of Rome to the last moment of her long and prosperous Reign So I remain a Lover of all that own the Name of Protestants and live up to the Dictates of that Sacred Profession to serve them in all sincerity J. D. The Actors QVEEN ELIZABETH 1. Bishop Protestants 2. Bishop Protestants A Lord General to the Queen Another Lord. 1. Popish Cardinal 2. Popish Cardinal Tim. a Tinker Brush a Cooper Honey-Suckle a Cook The Pope Devil 2. Jesuits designed to kill the Queen Dulcemente a Nun Ravished by the Pope Cardinal Moricena her Father 2. Ghosts 2 Devils more Singers and Mutes c. The CORONATION OF Queen Elizabeth WITH The RESTAURATION c. ACT I. SCENE I. The Noise of Kettle Drums and Trumpets are heard at which the Curtain rising discovers the Queen sitting under a Cloth of State in her Royal Robes attended by her Lords and Ladies of Honour two Bishops supporting her Crown and two Popish Cardinals standing at a distance The Scene imagined to be White-hall 1. Bish LOng live Elizabeth of England France and Ireland Queen sole Protector of our Lives Fortunes and Religion under whose Sacred Rule may it shine brighter than unclouded Stars A Lord. May Forreign Nations fly to do you Homage and Kings find Succour under the Shelter of your Wings Princes and Potentates bow down before you as the Universal Goodness of the World Ne'r was England so happy in a Monarch nor we in such a Royal Mistriss 2. Bishop May the Aethropians forget the Sun and fall down and worship you whose Sacred Influence governs thus Mankind Queen My thanks to all But I must refuse that Worship which the Immortal Powers have only bidden to themselves yet must own you next to the Powers above who have given me Essence and preserved my Life from Dangers great placing me upon this Throne to Rule a Tottering State driven by fierce Storms of Malice o'r the deep Billows of devouring Envy encompassed on every side with Foes yet fearless will I act First then To settle Religion the dearest part of Government and surest Rock for Princes to build upon shall be my speedy care to begin I 'll reform my own House and after that the Nation Therefore all you who pay Obedience to the See of Rome or think Supremacy due to the Pope we here discharge you and banish you our Court You my Lord Cardinals as chief must shew the way and in your rooms such faithful Ministers I 'll place as shall be worthy of so great a Charge Bloodshed and Rapine shall to Rome retire Murther and Luxury which feed the fire Shall to the Scarlet Beast for Succour fly And unimploy'd within his Bosom die Exeunt all but the 2 Cardinals 1. Cardinal Is it come to this 2. Card. Now Heresie begins to peep abroad that in Maryes days was laid as low as Earth 1. Card. Oh I could curse her Heart out nay my own for not preventing it before it had took root 2. Card. Horrors and Death why were our hands so tame when one brave stroak had done it at the Altar 1. Card. Where was this Devil Rome's great Counsellor where was he I say that he fore-saw not this Monster to have pashed it in the Mould of Nature or have strangled it in its Infancy e'r it grew to such a Gyantick Stature now enough to shake the very Throne of Rome 2. Card. It is not yet too late the Seeds are newly sown and e'r they root too deep we may pluck them up or by lopping off the Cedar make the Shrubs bend pliant as we please 1. Card. Let us about it then and lose no time methinks I could as freely strike the Heretick as one assured Salvation 2. Card. 'T is that must crown our Wishes the Queen once Murthered the rest are easily reduced unto the See of Rome let 's on then no opportunity must be omitted to get her speedily dispatched 'T is meritorious no doubt Blood and Murthers are Rome's chiefest Glories 1. Card. O Pius Quartu● assist us with thy Prayers and Hell if thou hop'st a glutting Harvest protect the best Religion Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Tim the Tinker Brush the Cooper and Honeysuckle the Cook with several other Rabble Tim. Enter Come Neighbours come This day is as we may say a Holy day for this day Queen Elizabeth is Crowned King of England and therefore we ought to keep it Holy All. We ought we ought Brush How Neighbour Holy Pray Neighbour have a care what you say for methinks talking of keeping a day Holy sounds as if we intended to keep a day for his Holiness Honey Who 's that talk's of his Holiness His Holiness is a Pimp and so is he that speaks of him I say no more I say no more Tim. Indeed Neighbour Brush my Neighbour Honeysuckle is in the right on 't for since King Elizabeth has Banish'd Popery out of England I say he 's a Son of a Whore that names any thing like it Brush Ay but Neighbour this had been Treason a year ago Tim.