Selected quad for the lemma: england_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
england_n	charles_n	king_n	stuart_n	2,711	5	13.1708	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A63917	A sermon preached at Epsom upon the 9th of September, being the day of thanksgiving appointed by His Majesty for the discovery and disappointment of the Republican Plot, and now made publick to obviate false reports by John Turner ...	Turner, John, b. 1649 or 50.	1683 (1683)	Wing T3317; ESTC R38379	29,169	46

A SERMON Preached at Epsom upon the 9th of September Being the Day of Thanksgiving Appointed by His MAJESTY for the Discovery and Disappointment OF THE REPUBLICAN PLOT And now made publick to obviate false Reports By JOHN TVRNER late Fellow of Christs Colledge in Cambridge Quem recitas meus est O fidentine libellus Sed malè dum recitas incipit esse tuus Benè agere malè pati Regium est Regiorum LONDON Printed for W. Kettilby at the Bishops-Head in St. Pauls Church-yard 1683. Eccl. X. 20. Curse not the King no not in thy thought For a Bird of the Air shall carry the Voice and that which hath wings shall tell the matter WE are met together this day not in a Conventicle as the manner of some is to Whine against the Government in a melting Tone and sanctifie the Breach of Law with Friday-Faces to Worship God by Affronting his Vicegerent and disobey the King for Conscience sake but in a Loyal and Dutiful Assembly by the King 's express Appointment and Command not to sow the Seeds of Sedition nor to reap an Harvest of Blood but as becomes good Christians and good Subjects to detest and abominate both one and t'other And thanks be to God that we are met together this day for it had like to have fared much otherwise with us it wanted but a little and God who for our sins is wroth with his Inheritance had utterly forsaken his Tabernacle of Shilo and the Tent which he had pitched among men the Priests and the Young men would have Fallen by the Sword the Maidens would not have been given in M●●riage and there would have wanted Widows to make Lamentation This Church of England the Joy of the whole earth where God resides in a peculiar manner as once between the Cherubims within the Vail of the Temple this Church of England so Excellently placed between the two Extremes of Popery on the one hand and Fanaticism on the other so Pure so Wholsom so Primitive in its Doctrines and in its Discipline so just and wise this Church that stands upon the Rock of Ages and bids defiance to the Gates of Hell that is Cemented by the Blood of Confessors and Martyrs and was so lately purg'd by the Fire of Tribulation to make it more beautiful and more strong together yet for the Hypocrisie of some and for the open profaneness of others in her Communion she was now a second time in danger of being lost and the dreadful Voice of Samuel once more hover'd in the gloomy Sky if ye shall still do wickedly ye shall be destroyed both ye and your King For had the King been spared who as the People said of David is worth ten thousand of us there might have been still some hope remaining that this poor Church though once more weltring in a Sea of Bloud might have surviv'd the Calamity of her Sons But the King and the Monarchy were to fall together the King and the Duke were both of them to die the King and his Family were to be extinguish'd and it might have been said of the two Royal Brothers as once of Saul and Jonathan his Son The King and the Duke were lovely and pleasant in their lives and in their deaths they were not divided they were swifter than Eagles they were Stronger than Lyons how are the mighty Fallen and the weapons of war perished Ye Mountains of Brittain let there be no dew neither let the rain descend upon you for there the life of Charles was vilely cast away the life of Charles as though he had not been Anointed with Oyle O let it not be told in Gath nor publish'd in the Streets of Askelon lest the Daughters of the Philistines rejoyce lest the Daughters of the Vncircumcised triumph lest Papists and Turks and Infidels upbraid us that these are the Effects of True Protestant Religion the barbarous Attendants of a thorough Reformation Let the Parisian Massacre from this time forward be silent and let the Ghosts of Ireland walk no more for the Saints have out-done the Cruelties of the Wicked and Rome is Merciful in comparison of Geneva Have the Papists found out a Clement and a Ravillac that thought it a Pious and a Meritorious Work to lop the two Sparks of the Royal House of Bourbon the Third and Fourth Henry succeeding one another And have not our Protestants had their Court of Justice where an hundred Clements and Ravillacs sat together to Murther a King under pretext of Law and would have made us believe they wash'd their hands of the Guilt at the same time when they wash'd their hands of the Guilt at the same time when they wash'd them in his Bloud And were not the same sort of Protestants whose Bible is of the Translation of Geneva the men of Knoxe's Principles and the men after Calvin's own heart were not they whetting the Weapons of Destruction to serve the Second Charles as they had served the First and make him the Inheritor of his Fathers Fate as well as of his Throne And as the Fathers death whom the Indictment called Charles Stuart King of England was ushered in by that of a Pious and a Learned Prelate the then Archbishop and Primate of the English Clergy so here the inhumane Butchery of a Scotch Archbishop was as it were a Prologue to the intended Murther of the Son whom in derision they were used to call the King of Scots although in this indeed the Parallel does not hold that a Civil War preceded the Martyrdom of the Father but a Massacre more Bloody was to follow that of the Son For the King was not to fall singly by himself but more like a Tartar than a Christian Prince all his Faithful Servants and Dependants were to be made a Sacrifice at his Tomb. The Godly Treason was not satisfy'd To kill the King and quench its thirsty Pride By sucking at the Royal Orifice This was too mean too little a Device But as when Wines from Traiterous Bourdeaux sent Are stav'd and flow thorough the gaping vent So the whole Kingdom would at once have bled And its whole Strength at one broad Wound have shed While Slaughter in her Purple Vest array'd Her own fierce deeds with a wan look survey'd And fear'd those Terrours which her self had made These are they that separate themselves sensual having not the Spirit and yet pretending to it almost as much as Christ and his Apostles Good God! that men that cannot get down a Ceremony though they would never so fain should be able to swallow Treason and Rebellion That they that change colour at the sight of a Surplice should make no bones of Garments roll'd in Blood So that the Prophet might have ask'd the same Question of every one of these Religious Monsters that quarrel with Motes and yet dispense with Beams which he ask'd with his usual Eloquence upon anotheroccasion Who is this that comes from Edom with his Garments dyed from