grown Refin'd from Dross disdain'd a Pressure down It mounted like Aethereal Matter high To visit and inhabit in the Sky Augustus almost had with Grief expir'd Yea for a while his mighty Soul retir'd And on the wing with hers was half ways gone So everlasting was the Union Fate interpos'd and urg'd it down below To finish its Illustrious Stages thro' Who rightly can this Publick Loss disclose Too vast for Verse and too sublime for Prose Yet Burnet's Pen her wondrous Vertues told In his immortal Lines her deathless Fame 's enroll'd 'T was sure to punish murm'ring Albion's Land Albion that 's cloy'd with Manna that descends That Heav'n this Star from our Horizon calls And leaves no Copy of th' Original Or that she was a Master-piece Divine And Nature must fall short or end the Line Augustus still his Warlike Race pursues In Foreign Fields seeks out and meets his Foes No Plots Domestick cou'd his Life invade Th' Assassines all and their Designs betray'd Gallia at length fatigu'd does Peace implore And to the World its ravish'd Spoils restores Augustus rides in Triumph o'er the Main And sees Britannia bless'd with Peace again FINIS Books printed for and sold by J. Sprint at the Bell in Little Britain SYnopsis Medicinae Or A Compendium of the Theory and Practice of Physick In Seven Books Containing I. The Elements or Principles of the Art II. The Cure of Infants Diseases III. The Cure of Diseases in the Head IV. The Cure of Diseases in the Breast V. The Cure of Diseases in the Belly VI. The Cure of Diseases Universal VII The Cure of all sorts of Fevers Shewing the Names Signs Causes Differences Prognosticks and various Intentions of Curing all kinds of Diseases from Head to Foot hapning to Humane Bodies Galenically and Chymically performed The like never published before in any Language whatsoever The Fourth Edition Wherein besides the Addition of nearly the whole First Book there are several Hundreds of other Additions Alterations and Amendments throughout the whole Work By William Salmon Professor of Physick The Trades-man's Calling Being a Discourse concerning the Nature Necessity Choice c. of a Calling in general And Directions for the right managing of the Trades-men's Calling in particular By Richard Steele M. A. and Minister of the Gospel The Second Edition De Quatuor Summis Imperiis An Historical Account of the Four Chief Monarchies or Empires of the World Viz. I. The Assyrian or Babylonian II. The Persian III. The Grecian IV. 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Written in Latin by John Sleidan sometime Ambassador in England from the Protestant States of Germany Deputy for the City of Strasburgh in the Council of Trent and Author of The History of the Reformation of Religion in Germany Now newly Englished With his Life Innocent Diversion for the Ladies Gentlewomen and Maidens Being a Looking-glass for the Fair Sex wherein by a curious Book of Fortune they may find out Answers to their most doubtful Questions which can be proposed With a large Interpretation of Dreams and Visions incident to the Fair Sex Translated from the French The Pious Man's Directions Shewing how to walk with God all his Days By a Well-wisher of the Whole Duty of Man The Third Edition An Explicatory Catechism Or An Explanation of the Assemblies Shorter Catechism Wherein all the Answers in the Assemblies Catechism are taken abroad in Under-Questions and Answers the Truths explained and proved by Reason and Scripture several Cases of Conscience resolved some chief Controversies in Religion stated with Arguments against divers Errors Useful to be read in Private Families after Examination in the Catechism it self for the more clear and thorow understanding of what is therein learned By Thomas Vincent sometimes Minister of Maudlin Milk-street in London A Treatise concerning the Lord's Supper With Three Dialogues for the more full Information of the Weak in the Nature and Use of this Sacrament By Tho. Doolittle The Nineteenth Edition Time and the End of Time In Two Discourses The First about Redemption of Time The Second about Consideration of our Latter End By John Fox A Spark from the Altar Or A Sure Guide to Communicants before at and after Receiving the Lord's Supper Consisting of Meditations Hymns and Prayers for every Day in the Week To which is added Directions for Holy Living and Dying With a Pathetick Discourse on Death Judgment Heaven and Hell Cookery Refin'd Or The Lady Gentlewoman and Servant-Maids useful Companion I. Containing the curious Arts of Dressing all sorts of Flesh Fish and Fowl various Ways after the newest Mode with their proper Seasonings Sauces Garnishes Serving up and Carving II. The Experienced Pastry Cook in all Particulars To which is added The Art of Pickling Fruits Buds Herbs Flowers Roots Stalks c. By Mrs. A. M. a long Practiser in this Curious Art Arts Master-piece Or A Companion for the Ingenious of either Sex Containing I. 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Cant prevails the kindl'd Beacons blaze A specious Harangue spoken w th a Patriots grace But now a loftier Flight their Pinions soar They 'l claw their Conscience as their Chests before How can the Christians mute and stupid stand View such Pollutions stain the Holy Land What uncouth Gods at Court they now adore More hideous far than late at Rome before They 've laid a Basis for a Babels Pile And scatter sad Confusion thro' the Isle Was e'er Religion in Contempt like this They 've shot a Random-Bolt and aim'd amiss With Grief the Land will this Devotion mourn Already ev'n to Rome they now return The murm'ring Tribes of Desart-Wilds complain And covet Egypts Onyons once again They backwards look with a relenting Eye Once more desirous of their Slavery Some Pious Souls in this wild Breach must stand And stop impending Ruine from the Land They vainly of a Reformation boast If we reform no more the Nation 's lost Their Hierarchy's an undigested Thing As loose its Canons as in Vice its King Ah! where 's its Purity its Primitive Force They 're as before or chang'd from bad to worse They 're not enough from impious Rome remov'd This Zeal by you must further be improv'd Or Christian Piety will soon decay Or they 'll to Antichrist become an easie Prey You as the Stars i' th' Galaxy must shine You the true Puritans you all Divine Go to let 's set our Shoulders to the Lead Let 's cultivate this Vineyard of the Lord. It 's ominous they say when Wolves unfold Strange Mysteries and teach the trembling Fold What will not Interest with mistaken Zeal Affect or dare The Bait does seldom fail This Holy Gloss fair Entertainment finds And sows Dissenting Seeds in wav'ring Minds The baneful Hemlock scatters o'er the Shore Which still an impious Race of Fools devour Their undiscerning Heads begin to stray And in Confusion quit the beaten Way Thus crafty Gen'rals when they 'd storm a Town And make the stubborn Citadel their own With cunning Feints draw off the potent Foe Divide their Arms then give the conq'ring Blow Oh foolish Albion whither dost thou run Eager for Fate and hot to be undone To thy Destruction and unguarded Tool Cully'd to Foreign Streams thy Thirst to cool Ev'n Manna cloys and such Celestial Food Thou tempt'st the very Patience of a God And into Serpents turn'st thy Moses Rod. Shoals of unthinking Fry these Anglers caught And reap an Harvest larger than their Thought They wave their Sickles in the burden'd Field New Barns and new Repositories build They join their Voices with the giddy Crowd And ' midst the noisie Mobb they bellow'd loud This Game secur'd sublimer Flights they take Our Gentry and our Nobles they infect These where a Court-Preferment is deny'd Or any other Curb that checks their Pride Disgusts to Persons or in private Things Turn them to Malecontents against the King Besides of Parties to be stil'd an Head Surnam'd a Champion and their Force to lead There 's something in 't that courts ambitious Eye A Shade or Emblem it 's of Majesty Desire of Rule 's the Birthright of the Mind The Load-stone that attracts all Humane Kind They need no more the Rockets mount the Air High as they fly they build their Castles there How quick these Machins with the Wyre-works move They curse the King with Blasphemies to Jove Impiety and Treason now they bawl The Goverment of Church and State must fall There 's no Reprieve the Malefactors die Severe enough their Crimes no Remedy Not Gileads Balm cou'd give Relief in this Together both must suffer both remiss For Arms the pregnant Multitude prepare Dissenting Nobles head the Beasts to War Alike their Cause a woful Ruine comes Alike they 're both prepar'd to sign each others Dooms And now Romes Musick rattles thro' the Isle Our Albions Blood does Albions Fields defile The Britans meet each other in the Field Make Death familiar but untaught to yield The fertile Plains manur'd with English Gore Produce a tinctur'd Crop unknown before Heroes on either Side for War they stood And bid Definance to each others Blood Pity such Souls resolv'd shou'd thus engage A Curse on Rome for this and this Phanatic Rage The Royal Party does at last retire Makes its Retreat in Dust and Smoak and Fire So after Twelve laborious noble Toils Th' Olympic Heroe raves and raving falls On Oetas Mount his fatal Hour he found He fell with ruin'd Oaks and stately Trees around But stay my Muse relate the blackest Scene That yet the World e'er saw or must again The Best of Kings of Men ignobly slain So the retreating Sun does disappear And gilds with bloody Streaks the Hemisphere The drowsie Poppy shrivel'd up his Head Droop'd at the Sight and in a Sleep fell dead Th' astonish'd Herds o'er all the Plains did rove And in disorder'd Terrors told their Love The Echo's moan'd and sigh'd in ev'ry Grove No Laurels now wou'd in Britannia stand But Woods of Cypress crowd in ev'ry Hand Heav'ns Eye as tho' asham'd to see the Sight In Royal Azure mourn'd and skreen'd the Light The Christian Heroe fell their Sacrifice What Expiatory Off'ring can suffice A Train of captiv'd Martyrs now succeed A Loyal Guard does with their Sov'reign bleed So Days bright Lord does from our Sight retire Sinks in Abyss of Night and all its Beams expire Too brave too just for Crimes these Nobles fall And on that barb'rous Age a Blush entail Our Prelates hurry'd to untimely End Their injur'd Lord and these great Minds attend They stain with flowing Blood the guilty Stage And Stephen-like forgive the impious Age. One Victim's slaughter'd from the Eagle's Nest Daring and as Heroick as the Best Too noble Thoughts possess'd his Warlike Soul To join the Scepter with the Brewer's Bowl He fell bemoan'd in an unhallow'd Town Like the Great Martyr he his Blood laid down One Worthy let our Numbers recommend True to his King his Country and his Friend This Christian Soldier in the Heat of War Was both to Mars and to Apollo dear His Learning and his Courage did afford An equal Aid he fought with Pen and Sword Rome and Geneva were alike to him The Foes were adequate alike the Theme Let Latham be a Witness of his Fame And Bolton tremble at his awful Name The surly Foe besieg'd a Country-house A Heroine and Heroe they enclose The Walls were slender and the Works but young But all within was Proof and all was strong They shelter'd all beneath his Warlike Care The Garrison ne'er trembl'd at the War The Soldiers few yet faithful to their Head They knew no Odds when his great Conduct led A noisie Mortar did loud Ruine threat And in the Air proclaim'd approaching Fate No known Defence cou'd guard th' impending Blow It scatter'd sure Destruction all below He sallies and the bold Invader flies Within the Gates he bears the ravish'd Prize Succeeding actions still advance his Fame He in
Immortal Annals bears a Name Who can distinguish what is Good or Ill Where Law 's establish'd by a boundless Will Observe what Consequences now attend Preceding Ills succeeding Faults ne'er mend As only one Absurdity allow'd You 'll streight disclose a long depending Crowd These Romish Tools now vaunt the Field their own Their scatter'd Trophies are the Church Throne Involv'd in Guilt and all defil'd with Gore They teach the World strange Crimes unlearn'd before Mercy it self cou'd no Forgiveness own It blush'd a Pardon for such Crimes unknown Till then unknown till those unhappy Days When Yew and Cypress justl'd out the Bays No other Means their Counsels can propose Of Safety but the Ruine of their Foes A thorow Extirpation is decreed Each Individual of the Whole must bleed This Reformation must the Land atone Stand still or to retreat they 're sure to be undone What cou'd Young Caesar in this Juncture do No Humane Strength cou'd match th' insulting Foe His Loyal Friends in sad Effigie lay The dismal Ruins of a routed Day Some faithful Few with him to Exile fly And wait a more propitious Destiny They leave the Isle and trust to Seas and Wind To Seas than Rebels were at home more kind From this forc'd Flight we date succeeding Woes Which Time in After-ages will disclose What dreaded Dangers these wild Zealots fear'd And all the Brain-sick Babels they had rear'd Distracted Notions of returning Rome And how a boundless Sway design'd their Doom These Terrors all by this ill Fact alone They antidate and make them all their own On unborn Tribes th'entail a woful Fate Their Teeth are edg'd w th Grapes their Fathers eat Achates now was in his Bloom of Years Had run thro' all the Stages of the Wars The Valiant Youth by daring Caesar's Side In Battels oft and Sieges had been try'd By Land or Sea no Danger cou'd subdue Achates faithful was to Caesar's Interest true He left the Isle with his retreating Lord And try'd more hospitable Coasts abroad The Genius quits the Land a sad Presage An Omen boading Ill unto the Age. With Joy transported hateful Rome surveys Our Civil Broils and bless'd th' inhumane Days Ignatius Brood was to their Master dear Those impious tragick Instruments of War An Order now establish'd and enroll'd Like Comets beaming Mischief to the World What Joys did not their Expectations yield Romes Granaries with Albions Harvest fill'd Already in Idea they embrace The Land and re-assume their Ancient Place 'T was nearer than a Possibility They had the full Assurance in their Eye They 've now a Game of vast import to play This Cast well manag'd wins a glorious Day What subtile Machins for this End combine They muster all their Force and in one Body join With equal Joy Rome and the Rebels saw The Monarch banish'd and the Sword the Law Yet diff'rent Aims these present Joys attend Alike tho' pleas'd yet opposite the End Ajax at home claims All to be his own Profanes with vulgar Mud the ravish'd Throne Defies the Int'rest of a wand'ring Prince Bankrupt he 's lost for ever banish'd thence The Basis deep a daring Pile he rears The Crown 's Entail'd for endless rouling Years But other Movements did Romes Joys create She laughs at this Mock-Pageantry of State Another Prospect charms her roving Eye She careless saw this mimick'd Majesty Already saw the bold Usurper down Foresaw on Caesar's Head the rifl'd Crown She ey'd the Prince forlorn on Foreign Coasts Ev'n to himself and to his Country lost In Spring of Youth and Blossom of his Years Scarce early Down upon his Face appears A proper Season this to be embrac'd To stamp her Doctrines on his easie Breast And raze all other Principles imprest She view'd his Friends that round his Person stand They 're Nobles all or Chiefs that rule the Land This Goal she aims and this contended Prize This Game the Thoughts of crafty Rome employs Her Temples now with gawdy Luster shine And splendid Beauties deck each artful Shrine Her graceful Paint exalted Colours shew By Titian's Pencial drawn or Angelo Her Altars all Imperial did appear And Tuneful Lays invite the ravish'd Ear Her Priests in Robes beyond a Tyrian Dye Their Rites perform and awful court the Eye All that con'd please or cou'd allure the Sense With utmost Pomp and Grandeur they dispense Her next Advance is to pervert his Mind A Medium for the Project she design'd She whispers to his Thoughts his Countries Crimes And aggravates the Mischiefs of the Times The sad Effects of Civil Broils runs o'er Draws blushing Lines with his dead Father's Gore She represents the Hydra of the Land A monstrous Beast untam'd to all Command That daily new blasphemous Heads appear And all around with wild Destruction tear Th' establish'd Church enervate grown and weak A rising Faction cou'd destroy or break Its Canons were not Proof against its Foes Its Basis mean did the whole Work expose Cou'd such a Fabrick be from Wrongs secure Cou'd it tempestuous Shocks of Storms endure When its Foundation 's not on Rock but Sand Its Fall was sure its Ruine now at Hand These Troubles from the first Reformers spring They were but Tools to an incensed King From lawless Lust the Quarrel first began Succeeding Int'rest now the War maintains They never can a Pious Union know Whilst Holy Church is treated as a Foe Look round observe our strict Conformity All Schism we and factious Zeal defie In distant Regions the same Faith we own One Mother-Church and one Religion known The Pope is not that Brute they represent His Call is Sacred sure from Heav'n he 's sent He does not make a King a Scepter'd Slave He ne'er destroys the Right that Nature gave The Civil Rights he leaves in Trust with them In Matters Sacred only he 's Supreme And this Commission was transmitted down To him from Peter by th' Almighty's Son Come injur'd Prince return to us once more Our alter'd Sons bring back again restore Its ancient Rule to your revolted Land And know your Pow'r again and once again command One People then in one known Faith you 'll rule And all your Rebels monstrous Gods controul A Train of Gods as num'rous they adore As all the Heathen Pagods were before Their sawcy Zeal will urge the King to yield Command his Bow to ev'ry Form they build Or else for Arms the jangling Beasts prepare And ' gainst the Throne proclaim Confed'rate War Our Treasures shall assist you in your Cause To gain your Native Rights the blasted Laws Your Albion shall be famous as of old And your Illustrious Acts in future Annals told What cannot Words effect in youthful Minds Where want of Power pleads and promis'd Succor blinds Rome knows how best to perfect Holiness When e'er she finds a Monarch in distress It is not Faith can reach St. Peter's Key Distress directs the Prince the narrow Way For Kings with ease ascend the Heav'nly Throne Whilst they