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A89233 Jeremias redivivus: or, An elegiacall lamentation on the death of our English Josias, Charles the First, King of Great Britaine, &c. publiquely murdered by his Calvino-Judaicall subjects. Montagu, Walter, 1603?-1677. 1649 (1649) Wing M2472A; Thomason E556_33; ESTC R202917 1,442 8

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Jeremias Redivivus OR AN ELEGIACALL LAMENTATION ON The Death of our ENGLISH JOSIAS CHARLES the FIRST King of Great Britaine c. Publiquely Murdered by His Calvino-Judaicall SUBJECTS said to by written by Walther Mountacute Quis talia fando Myrmidonum Dolopumve aut duri miles Vlyssis Temperet à lachrymis may 30 Printed in the Yeare 1649. AN ELEGIEVpon KING CHARLES the First Murthered publickly by His Subjects WEre not my Faith boy'd up by sacred bloud It might be drown'd in this prodigious floud VVhich reasons highest ground doth so exceed It leaves my Soul no Anch'rage but my Creed VVhere my Faith resting on th' Originall Supports it felf in this the Copies fall So while my faith floats on that Bloudy wood My reasons cast away in this Red floud Which ne'r o'reflowes us all Those showers past Made but Land-flouds which did some vallies wast This stroke hath cut the only neck of land VVhich beetween us and this Red Sea did stand That covers now our world which cursed lies At once with two of Aegypts prodigies O're cast with darknesse and with bloud o'rerun And justly since our hearts have theirs out-done Th' inchanter led ' them to a lesse known ill To act his sin then 't was their King to kill Which crime hath widdowed our whole Nation Voided all Formes left but privation In Church and State inverting ev'ry right Brought in Hels State of fire without light No wonder then if all good eyes look red VVashing their Loyall hearts frō bloud so shed The which deserves each pore should turn an eye To weep out even a bloudy Agony Let nought then passe for Musick but sad cries For Beauty blood-les cheeks bloud-shot eyes All colours soile but black all odours have Ill sent but Myrrh incens'd upon this Grave It notes a Jew not to believe us much The cleaner made by a Religious touch Of this Dead Body whom to judge to die Seemes the Iudaicall impiety To kill the King the Spirit Legion paints His rage with Law the Temple and the Saints But the truth is He fear'd and did repine To be cast out and back into the Swine And the case holds in that the Spirit bends His malice in this Act against his ends For it is like the sooner hee 'l be sent Out of that body He would still torment Let Christians then use otherwise this blood Detest the Act yet turne it to their good Thinking how like a King of death He dies VVe eas'ly may the world and death despise Death had no sting for Him and its sharp arme Onely of all the troop meant Him no harme And so He look'd upon the Axe as one VVeapon yet left to guard Him to His Throne In His great Name then may His Subjects cry Death thou art swallowed up in Victory If this our losse a comfort can admit T is that his narrowed Crowne was grown unfit For his enlarged Head since his distresse Had greatned this as it made that the lesse His Crown was falne unto too low a thing For Him who was become so great a King So the same hands enthron'd him in that Crowne They had exalted from him not pull'd downe And thus Gods Truth by thē hath rendred more Then ere mens falshood promis'd to restore VVhich since by death alone he could attaine VVas yet exempt frō weaknesse from paine Death was enjoyn'd by God to touch a part Might make His passage quick ne're move His heart VVhich ev'n expiring was so far frōdeath It seem'd but to command away His breath And thus His Soul of this her triumph proud Broke like a flash of lightning through the cloud Of flesh and bloud and from the highest line Of humane virtue pass'd to be Divine Nor is' t much lesse His virtues to relate Then the high glories of His present state Since both then passe all Acts but of belief Silence may praise the one the other grief And since upon the Diamond no lesse Then Diamonds will serve us to impresse I 'le only wish that for His Elegie This our Josias had a Jeremie FINIS