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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A97124	The Christians incouragement earnestly to contend for Christ his gospell & for all our Christian liberties inthrall which who refuseth let him bee for aye accursed. Written by J. Ward Gent. Reade and Consider Iudge [and] Censure To which is added Irelands greivance.	Ward, John, fl. 1642-1643.	1643 (1643)	Wing W772; Thomason E59_3; ESTC R6088	15,292	39

England should Nurse up a sort of men that if they could Would cut poore Englands throate was 't ever knowne That any people did envie their owne Prosperity Sure no● yet England hath Foster such hideous Monsters that would bath Their swords in friends kindred and neighbours blood Till down the fields there run a crimson flood What judgements this great Brittain that thy walls And streets are fill'd with such rude Canibals That throw out all thy Courts Errinnis fell That cruell fierce and hellish Fiend doth dwell Thy sins are sure unparrallell'd which makes Thy judgements pearlesse for their odious sakes Fire pestilence and warre and many more Inferiour judgements waste thy kingdom sore What 's to be done to quit us of this grief Since we have been so long without relief Thou must return from thine Apostacies Thy superstitions and Idolatries And down before thy Maker in the name Of his dear Sonne that on him took the blame Of all thy sins thy Saviour thou must fall Desiring him to free thee from them all And shew thee mercy and especially Invoke him now again thine enemy Beseech him to vouchsafe his helping hand This one time more to this distressed Land And let him know if hee 'l be pleas'd to give Thee victory he shall much praise receive And adde to this thy martiall strength and force Of Muskets Pikes Swords Pistols men and horse And all munition else what ere it be That may annoy thy vaunting enemie And he that hath preserv'd thee hithertoo Both teach thee and direct thee what to doo But specially O Glouster-shire improve My counsell t is a pledge of native love Go muster up your Volunteers whose number May strike your damned Foe with dread and wonder And thou my native * Town especially Whom I respect that hast been backwardly In this defensive service stirre thee now Make it appeare that thou hast payd thy vow Where are the scores of Horse thou hast set forth To answer thy externall shewes and worth Where are thy voluntary youths that dare Defend their Countrey in this civill warre Some two or three are gone indeed but they Were faine couragiously to steale away Unknowne lest if they should themselves disclose Thy male-affected would account them foes And them discourage yea since our adew They have malign'd us with reports untrue But I forgive them and doe thee advise As for thy private good thou wouldst be wise If publike good thou sleightst that thou'dst but make Inferiour Townes thy president and take Them for a patterne here as little Townes As are the least that coast upon thy bounds Have set forth fiftie Horse Youngmen and mayds Of all sorts as th' are able lend their aydes Some six pence twelve pence some as they are willing And storde some five some ten some twenty shilling Or more or lesse as God hath blessed them With meanes and hearts to part from it agen Up therefore quickly be not like the drone That eats up others sweetnesse but gets none If nothing but dead trading might perswade To this that might in common sence be made A motive to stirre up the drowsiest heart From somewhat towards this great designe to part For be assurde that till the Kingdome be Reducde to perfect peace and unitie And freed from civill warre your trading shall Continually decay not mend at all And this me thinks should stir up every place To doe the like because it is the case Of all the Kingdome For my part had I A thousand lives and for each life lying by A thousand pound which are above my spheare I de hazzard all to free the State from feare But some there be will say doe what I can These ravenous Vulters will not wrong a man Alas say they here 's great mistrusts and feares Where needs not any of the Cavaliers Alas good men they doe no hurt they strive For nothing but the Kings Prerogative They be religious men and they will goe To Church as well as other people doe And speake as well as most men in the Towne Where ere they live few men can put them downe And shall we fight against them God forbid Shall we doe what good Subjects never did Make warre against the King Wee 'le rather do The servilst worke he shall command us to Is it not better give the King his way In setling the Commission of Array And to be peacefull Then to have the Land In a perpetuall combustion stand Alas poore silly gulles that neither see Nor understand th' approaching misery That such as they have brought upon us all If by the Sword of civill warre we fall These men given up to slavish feare have brought Themselves and us and all the Land to nought Did these but apprehend at what deare rates Our Ancestors our Freedomes and Estates For us have purchasde What a world of paines They undertooke that we might reape the gaines What summes they payde With what great industry Th'obtainde our Suffrages and Libertie Sure then they would not be so easily won To part from them as many have begun Who Edom-like have for a messe of broth Sold birthright freedome substance faith and troth Did such but know experimentally The value of the freedome they enjoy Had they but noble spirits they would scorn To live in slavery that were free born But rather chuse to die a noble death Then to live here ignobly underneath The feet of Tiranny For when our Laws Are chang'd and when our liberty withdraws Straight every upstart scoundrill will out-brave's And English States shall live like Turkish slaves As for the carriage of the Cavaliers Their tyrranny and wickednesse appears So grosse and palpable that it will be But needlesse labour and time lost for me Their rude and barbarous actions to repeat Their robberies and murthers are so great In Yorkeshire Lestershire at Coventry Northamptonshire Bath Portsmouth Banbury And superstitious Oxford that was glad At their first entrance but are since grown sad To see their rude behaviour and what preys They make of all things that fall in their wayes And now t is scarce unknown to any Nation That Papists have a generall dispensation From their unholy Father and they may Now go to Church and hear Don Bletro say His Enigmattick Legend and may hear A temporizing Sermon without fear So they advance his work and do their bests Through Europe to set up his Papall hests Which now are falling down and those that be Church Papists as men terme them certainly Are our most dangerous enemies and do Oppose maligne and undermine us too If any Ignoramus yet there be That will not his own priviledges see Not will retain them But will side with those That are both Gods the Kings and Countreys foes And will of such proceedings brag and vaunt Let them I say remain still ignorant Let the Concomitants of such a warre Attend them and let them wax worse by farre Till God hath finish'd his good work upon