Head 's away If we aright late times reflect upon The fault was in the Conâ—â—itution Rather then in the Men and we that blame Their high mis-doings would have done the same If we had had their Power 'T is the same thing An absolute Senate and an absolute King 'T is this same absolute Power whether it be In One or More that causeth Tyranny 'T is a Temptation not to be withstood It makes those wicked that might else be good Give me a Government of severall Parts Poising each other so that when One starts From Right and Rule the Other presently May give it check Then welcome Monarchy A Monarchy so mix't that in 't we find All the Perfections of each other Kind Where Prince Peers People mutually assist In doing good and what is bad resist Welcome our ancient Form under whose shade Our Sires liv'd happy and whose want soon made Us to be wretched Now the Law bears sway And what we do possess we safely may Esteem our own For we have try'd it long That such a King as Our's can doe no wrong Edw. Littleton AFter such gloomy storms and fatall jarrs Beyond the rage and heats of Barons VVars Or the two Roses conflicts undergone Spun out 'twixt fury and confusion Then when the Widdow'd Land breath'd nought but groans Strain'd from her peoples vassallage and Loans When Arts and Learning and our Muses all Grew disesteem'd as over-grown and stale Led by such cold embracements and dull times To seek for life and warmth in forrein Climes So Orpheus mangled by a savage crue Helicon shrank in and bad the coast adieu Left to Fanatick swarms as once we read Egypt with Lice and Caterpillars spread Amongst these horrors and black mists of night You like the Sun Great King dispence your light And cherish with your Royall beams this Land Which could admit no Balme but from your hand As if that sacred touch you do extend To scare Kings evill would your Kingdoms mend Thus is it said of pooles which having long Contracted Venome and Infection The Soveraign Unicorn the plague expels And with his Horn the tainted water heals Our England heretofore had fits which your Auspicious presence fixed into cure Resembling Great Apollo where you please To plant your station headlesse Tumults cease And we not owe to you a mercy less Than to bring Delos to our Cyclades Glories which some by point of Sword improve You for your self and us obtain'd by Love And charm us into reverence whil'st you quell Those flames intestine rage had made our hell When Phoebus thus resum'd and grasp'd the Reine The unhing'd world leap'd into frame again Besides y' are Heavens pledge to us Great Prince Who for our Warrant have the Influence Of Stars and Deities which long before Of this blest day such signall tokens bore That 't were in us but grosse stupidity To phrase it lower than a Prophesie Thus with our Great Redeemer you do share That both your Births were usher'd by a Star And we should wrong our Faith when Heavens divine To doubt like providence did our CHARLES designe Witnesse those throngs of dangers you befell Which spoke your blest escape a Miracle And made us see from these your straights much more The Gods asserted then when safe before Your patience in such weights of crosses shown Convince us all you had no passion And taught our Schooles on second thoughts of you To yeeld the Stoicks Apathy now true Halft thus 'twixt Man and Angel you express As well Divine as Morall Perfectness And have not we great cause to bless that hand Which brought such full-crown'd blessings to our Land Another George for England whose great name Seth's Pillars shall out-live in endless fame Who with such Arts his Triumphs manag'd that He sav'd the Nation but destroy'd the hate And now Dread King enjoy your Rights again And may no bold Usurper more distain Your sacred Throne nor Scepter violate But firm and fix'd as heaven be your state To some we give the Bayes for Victory Laurels for Peace we all present to Thee Ja. Vanghan Mr. of Arts of Jesus Colledge WOnder of Kings and men to Thee we owe. All our Religion and our Reason too 'T is from Thy sacred Name that we commence Devout admirers of a Providence And thy strange fate hath taught us to adore Who at the worlds mad business laught before England's once more converted and we 're now At once grown Theifts and good Christians too Welcome Great Britain's Soul Our Land 's at last Acted by thee that was before possest Touch'd by thy sacred Hand England we see Not of the Kings but Peoples Evill free Heir to thy Fathers Sufferings and his Crown He Dy'd a Martyr thou hast Lived one Misery it self so beautify'd thou hast We know not which to Reign or Suffer's best Onely for this thou seem'st to vary state To be Example too to th' Fortunate Fair Month thou 'st given CHARLES his second Birth Great Britain's labour'd and a King brought forth Heaven you Proclaim'd him first poor mortals we Came in to finish the Solemnity Ecchoing those Triumphs that did louder ring In those bright Chappels where the Angels sing That Star Heav'ns Herald that at 's Birth in May Shone amidst all the Glories of the day Bespoke him Monarch and th' auspicious thing Led all our VVisemen unto CHARLES our King Of whose fair Reign if Poets can divine And Prophesie been't ceas'd then hear you mine Upon his Throne shall wait Honour and Love And Charles's VVain be drawn by Venus's Dove Nobles he shall have good as they are great And Pallas wise in Honours Temple set Religion graven in each subjects heart Not by the Sword but by perswasive Art The Muses sitting by desert not fate Upon the double Top of Church and State The three Estates entwisted all in one And in their Trinity a Union Unbribed Justice Few and Equall Laws Armies as glorious as is their Cause Victories such as shall oblige the Foe And make the World Court to be conquer'd so All that is Great and Good our CHARLES shall have An Early Glory and a Later Grave And if what 's highest can admit degree Greater than Charles the Greatest He shall be Jo. Ailmer of New Coll. Fellow WElcome Dread Sir to this now happy I le As is the Silver Fleet with the rich spoyle And plunder of the Indies we in You A Treasure worth more than ten Indies view Or as the Sun is to the Northern coasts After a six Months night and as long Frosts At whose approach they straight revive and cry O might we in those Rayes expire and dye Our Joyes Sir are no less than theirs now You The Greater Luminary of the two Shine in your Proper Sphear who can dispense A warmth more vitall than his Influence Such as at first did make the fruitfull earth Teem with a numerous and happy birth Nor doth Your lustre like his envious beams Rob lesser Starreâ— of
faustum Sydera iuncta dare Dicitur Alcides bis sex subiisse labores Exul totque Annos CAROLVS exul agit Iamque Duodecimum peragit feliciter Annum Vltimus huic pariter sit precor 1ste labor Exilij spatiis regnum mensuret Exul Quem modo lustrabat jam regat ille globum Rob. South A.M. ex Aede Christi To His Sacred Majesty VErtues triumphant Shrine who do'st engage At once three Kingdomes in a Pilgrimage Which in extatick duty strive to come Out of themselves as well as from their home Whilst England grows one Camp and London is It self the Nation not Metropolis And loyall Kent renews her Arts agen Fencing her wayes with moving groves of men Forgive this distant homage which doth meet Your blest approach on Sedontary feet And though my youth not patient yet to bear The weight of Armes denies me to appear In Steel before You yet Great Sir approve My manly wishes and more vigorous love In whom a cold respect were treason to A Fathers ashes greater than to you Whose one ambition 't is for to be known By daring Loyalty Your WILMOT's Son ROCHESTER Wadh. Coll. WE that of late were fill'd with fears and sadnesse That look'd dejected for so long a season Are suddenly transform'd to joy and gladness Grown blith and frolick would you know the reason The World 's turn'd round 't is quite another thing Then we had many Tyrants now one KING England was then a strange and monstrous Beast Whose Tayle was gotten where the Head should be Servants commanded Nobles were opprest i th' name o' th' Jaylors of our Liberty Justice was fled all mischiefs had their swing We lost our Happinesse when we lost our KING But now our KING is coming we shall straight Heare the glad news that He is Landed well The Frigots dance with their Illustrious Fraight 'T is pride not winde that makes their sailes to swell For the same Fleet doth a Pair-royall bring Of Princely Brothers whereof One's our KING No longer let the vain Republican Fill with Chimera's his fantastick Noddle Balance and Ballot and Agrarian And all the Whimsies of th' Utopian Model Are out of doors to the old Form we cling Our good old Form Commons and Lords and KING Shall we a Cloud for a faire Goddesse clasp Strive to be Lords and prove Slaves in conclusion The Substance lose while we at Shadows grasp And call that Liberty which is Confusion No more of this wee 'l have no levelling There 's no such Freedome as by a good KING Therefore for ever let this yeare be blest That when we had suffer'd much and yet fear'd more From all our miseries hath given us rest And brought our drowning Vessell safe to shore Behold the fruites of this most happy Spring April brought Lords and Commons May a KING And such a KING as England never knew Whom early Wisdome makes already gray Whom Sufferings taught Compassion just and true Valiant and Liberall Then come away You that are minded to rejoice and sirg Come to the Crowning of our glorious KING W. PORTMAN Paronet of All-soules Coll. WHen times are turn'd the Vulgar think the Sun In other guises should his compasse run The Air and Elements their influence change And all things otherwise their courses range So doe they fancy that a Prince can state The course of nature and the force of fate But even they whose practise makes their sight More clear do now expect another Light To shine upon our Orbe then did before When hurling Tempests on the State did roar Then Phoebus if thou hast another race Of Horses yet un-teem'd un-nam'd to place Within thy Charet ride it soft and view And tell if all thou seest be not new Who ever saw a Force so kindly broke Which lately held Three Kingdoms under yoke An Army vanquish'd by a secret breath That did their Swords dissolve within the sheath Their swords before they brandish'd and their hearts Before they knew how to distinguish parts The Nation that in Faction doubt and fear Lay dormant restlesse drowned in despair No sooner hears of You but they aspire They love they dare they kindle in desire Whom hate and emulation did divide The love of You reduced to one side Whom int'rest sway'd Your name could overthrow Since law and bounty onely were from you The baffled reasons that doe since retire In muffled passions court a new attire For they that sought a Faction up to set And in the name of a Free-state to jet Would now be thought to have contriv'd the thing Most politiquely to bring in the KING And let it so be thought Sir if you can That You one King Your Kingdomes as one man May all conspire to make these Nations blest Restore the Age and give the Countrey rest We are awake the dawning never broke More sweetly and the Nation never spoke So loud in any other as this strain God blesse King CHARLES the Second and his Reign THO. TANNER Acad. Proc. Sen. FRee-men we cannot Slaves we will not be Subjects we are That 's all the liberty That we desire or can contain What 's more Doth but oppress us with impertinent Store What mean't those State-Fanaticks then say I To make us drunk with too much Liberty Forcing upon us more then we could bear What Formes could please that thus imposed were The greatest Good obtruded turn's to Ill. T is Bondage to be Free against our Will Ne're talk to us of antient Greece and Rome Must all delight in that which pleases Some They had their humour Wee 'll have Ours as They Lov'd to command so We love to obey And though we lov'd it not we might not sure By right or wrong our Liberty procure And lose our Soules to set our Bodies free In this we must not our own Carvers be Nor greedily grasp at the Government We most affect but rather be content With that we have Vnless perhaps you 'l say Tenants to better their condition may When they think fit themselves Free-holders vote Pay no more Rent and cut their Landlords throat But sure our Nation is heav'n-bless't for we Take no contentment but in Loyalty The Needle doth not more to th' North encline Then English hearts to the right Form and Line Save there w' are restless 'T is a thing most sweet When our Affections our Duty meet And Interest too 'T is well w'have wit to see Tumult and Faction are not Liberty And that Rebellion is meer Madness since By the dethroning of our Lawfull Prince Our goodly Freedome would in this consist That th' House of Commons might doe what they list And then if many Masters make men free Without all doubt we should not Bond-men be I doe confess were there a Parliament Compos'd of Angells I could be content To let their Will be Law but if they 'r Men They must excuse me May I ne're agen See my lov'd Country under th' violent sway Of insolent Members when the
all their borrowed Streams Such onely as You admit of no increase Can neither grow more happy nor turn lesse And though a Rebell Cloud dares interpose We know the Glorious Body doth not lose Ought of his former warmth or light 'T is we VVho here below doe misse his Rayes not He. What a strange Babell have we seen of late Call it a larger Bedlam not a State Or second Chaos greater than the first Where in a rude confused mass were nurst The seeds of all Antipathies where all The wrangling Elements in a mutuall braul Lay strugling like the two unruly Twins In the same womb till swift as lightning springs Or the first glimpse of Morn each forth did leap Into that beauteous order they still keep England was then what Delos was before The floating Island stood like that all o're Surrounded with a Sea of Blood more red Than that which all th' Egyptians buried I now believe the earth indeed runs round And acts a circulation under ground Hence all became so giddy that they knew Not what to speak and much less what to doe That step You first set on this happy shore Did fix it so by a magnetick Power Much stronger than its own That now we stand Firm as the Rocks i' th' midst of waves and sand We 're now once more our selves and hope to live Not by what breath we have but what You give And sure if our Philosophy be true That there 's an universall Soul 't is â—ou Who are the worlds Great Genius and impart The Vitall Flame to every distant Heart Three Kingdoms You revive at once which lay To each bold Monster an unpittyed Prey And we who 've all this while a carcass been Not enjoyed life enough to speak us men Recover sense and motion too and find A new soul breath'd into each part and mind Onely the miracle's so big That we Doe not yet know our own Felicity Thus Persons newly rais'd would look upon And scarce believe their Resurrection But fear an Apparition and mistrust Unlawfull Arts had call'd them from their dust Will. Vvedale of All-soules Colledge AFter twelve years of dark and restless Night When Terrours raign and walking Fiends affright When Storms and Tempests rage and every Cloud Of Lawless Fury ends in showrs of Blood When giddy Wild-fires wander to and fro And mislead those that know not where to goe When our beheaded Nation seems no more But Charles his Ghost besmeared in his Gore We see a Morning but indeed so brighr We seem to siumber yet and dream of Light When we can be awake and shall perceive That Kings can once again in England live Wee 'l sleep no more but rise and work and sing God keep us Loyall and GOD SAVE THE KING Tho. Smith Qu. Coll. Gent. Com. ARise Great Sun and with thy light Vanquish thy Britains shorter night And tell the Persians they mistake When theirs a Deity they make Such Prodigies no Wars foretell We ever lov'd New lights too well Nature indeed to shew her skill Makes a rare Good portend some Ill Thus doe the greatest Calmes presage The greatest Tempests and Sea's rage Which in the bosome of some wave Now shews a cradle then a grave The Sun in Winter shines most clear Before the darkest nights draw near But Greatest Monarch thy bright ray Shall give us one continu'd day Who not like Nature but her King And ours do'st fairest order bring Out of the foulest Chaos these Great cures thou ow'st to her disease Thus the ungratefull discords throng Themselves into the sweetest song And England like her barren ground Grows only fruitfull by her wound Thrice welcome to thy Fathers Crown And all his Vertues made thine own If their store know an end our times May quite exhaust them with their crimes Edm. Dolling A.M. ex Aede Christi VVHen Violence in specious colours drest Grew Right and Duty bowed to Interest When Liberty was the worst Thraldome known And every Religion grew none When Conscience being tender prov'd thereby Only more apt to stretch and to comply When Usurpation did it's self dilate And spawn'd a Tyranny into a State Whil'st the wild Legion that first One possest Cast out did thence a numerous Herd invest And Honour Laws and Learning gasping lay The Souldiers scorn and the Fifth Monarchs Prey When publick Spoil and universall Stealth Made us indeed an Equall Common-wealth Who to all Swords our ready throats did yeeld To Madmen in the House and in the Field Welcome our timely Aid that do'st enhance By mighty danger thy deliverance Thou Miracle of Rescue Hand of Fate Unto our worst of harmes commensurate Prince of our hearts whose happy touch will cure The Kingdoms Evill and its health assure VVelcome Great Britain home that long hast stood A floating Iland in Thy Sea of Blood From new-light darknesse render'd back to day Old England welcome from Oceana George Roberts B. A. of Mert. Coll. JOve in the Widdows Lodge did chance to find A Rurall treatment but a Courtly mind Which did him more delight and please than they That did whole Oxen on his Altars lay And now since You vouchsafe to let us see Your wish'd for and adored Majesty Accept Great CHARLES my Muses mite and know It 's what I can not what I would bestow Henry Gellibrand B.A. Stu. of Ch. Ch. INspire me Loyalty that Sacred Name Can what nor Muse nor Gods nor thirst of Fame Dictate such Anthems as they 'd not refuse To bear a part in who in raptures lose Their souls their all lines that an Angels Pen Would for it's Sacred Quire transcribe from men When all they can suggest neglected lyes Condemned to a female's tongue or eyes Once more inspire me that my lines may be Fraught as with Fancy so Fidelity That absent I may be thought weak but all Will damne the want of This as Criminall Who to an injur'd Prince for Pardon sue And write but Poets do write Rebels too Haile Sacred Sir thrice-welcome to the shoar The richest burthen e're was wafted o're To this your England which now finds it self So happy as to think no foreign pelf Worth its Commerce That which must henceforth tye Us and the needy World 's our Charity There 's no place here or for desire or moan Now heav'n restores us what it made our own When first * L. Monck the best of Subjects did appear Darting his beams on this our Hemisphere All Loyall Souls look'd on each glimmering ray But as a Prologue to a fairer day Then men began to utter what before Was Treason but to think to speak out more And dar'd to name Free-Parliament then Peers And what we had forgotten for some years A King and CHARLES But he whose great designes Were thus to be conceal'd from Vulgar minds Mask'd all his Counsels in mists black as night Withdrawing not their Influence but Light And then our fears 'gan to misconstrue all And what was now a Star
in all places his owne constant day 'T is You must give the welcome Sir not wee The rebell Son hath lost that right must bee Restor'd to 's Fathers grace and pardon ere Like one o' th' family himself hee beare Receive us then henceforth excesse alone Of faith shal be English rebellion Your rifled Coffers wee 'le with soules repa're Each English heart Your Royal stampe shall weare T'inverte the proverbe wee 'le united joyne Not gold shall make the man but man the coyne Wee 'le pay our selves of our disloyaltie The ransome 't would bee slavery to bee free From Your commands wee ne're have servile been But since that time wee have no Master seen You have return'd us to our selves agen You make us happy and You make us men The same of our white Clifts to Natur 's due That of their innocence wee owe to You. Th' amazed World will dread no more those shelves Will think us of their kind and like themselves Wee shall not bee disjoyn'd by a double flood By one of water and by one of blood Whole Nature is concern'd to bear a share In Englands Triumph and must mak 't her care To vente our Common joyes whilst thus You bring The Universe a wonder Us a KING N. Hodges A. M. ex Aede Christi WHilst that the Sea and season both contend Which shall more pleasure or assistance Lend As You pass hither shall we but expect Your coming If the swelling waves erect Themselves impatient or else proud to bring So Great so Good so Wise so Just a KING To Englands borders 'T is but fit that we Have hearts as open for You as the Sea Methink's the nimble billowes dance and beare Your Royall fleet by Capers through the aire Methinks the wind 's harmonious and each blast A pleasant aire that make's them skip so fast Nor are our measures wanting since we be More happy let 's rejoyce as much as they Wee 'l eccho forth whole CAROL'S and so greet Your Majesty imploy a thousand feet But why so slow must expectation hover 'Twixt hope and fear so long Pray waft Him over Swift-wing'd desires and wishes yet these are Too weak else long agoe wee 'd had Him here O 't is a torment to expect not yet Arriv'd But coming hither still not yet What are the Dutch such cunning Merchants doe They know Your worth and will not let You goe Or doe not we deserve You yet 't is true But You must give us merit only You. Wee 've languish't in Your want thus long 't is time We were refresh't Make not our grief our crime Behold the people flocke to see to kisse You royal hands deny deferre not this England's growne inn'cent once againe pray fear Us not No rav'nous wolves inhabit here Save in the Tow'r or if they doe wee 'l give You tribute of their heads they shall not live Within Your Land but if we speed so ill As not to purge our selves Your presence will Johannes Singleton A.M. Ox. St. Ch. Ch. 1. YE empty Comets of the Skies Vanish whil'st our bright Sun doth rise Heavens rejoyce that CHARLS his Waine Hath got it's Rider once againe 2. The blushing Morn no sooner fled From lazie Neptunes watry bed Then nature in her finest dresse Ushered in this happinesse 3. The little birds in ev'ry part Doe chaunt with most melodious Art Each one endeavouring to bring A sweet Elogium to our KING 4. Mark the rejoycing of the Bells Without mans help they ring themselves Leaving their ropes for them who were The wickeds hope and just mens fear 5. Abstemious Ceres now will quaffe And weeping Heraclitus laugh 'T is sullen treason to anoy Our selves with grief whilst all things joy 1. See how King Eolus doth advance His Winds making the Clouds to dance Whilst jovially the sphears doe play To welcome in this happy day William Clarke Gen. Com. Wadh. C. WHat 's CHARLES safe Landed at his British shore And weares he great Druina's Crowns once more An heir of Martyr'd CHARLES those Scepters sway Which from his sacred hands were forc't away Then Muse a full-mouth'd wellcome wellcome say Most potent King Whose FIAT can bring day From our state-Chaos and create us light More glorious ' cause from the womb of night Thus when Thyestes dish'd up men Sol fled And posting hence hid his affrighted head In t'other world but rising the next day Gilded Mount Oeta with a brighter ray Great King 'fore you set footing on this coast England scarce saw one day or that 's the most These twelve yeares past so that the Don might say Remember me to your next Sun I pray Greenland six Months but England twice six yeares Had night then Panthers Tygers Woolves and Beares Or some Lycaons brood men worse than they Butcher a KING and canton out the prey A KING to whose rich shrine Pilgrims shall come And after ages offer at his Tombe Which shall with loyall teares environ'd stand But deluge-proof as that fam'd neck of Land Betwixt two seas the Turkes shall Mecha leave And for great cures resort to CHARLES his grave CHARLES murther'd was thence blackest crimes we draw When Dunghill Peasants Tylers Cades Straw Turn Kings Assasines such as know no more To diff'rence Royall blood and common gore Than Black-smiths can a fine bullion clay Couch't in earths womb from a more base allay To speak such Hellish plots in after times They need but call them Bradshaw Cromwell crimes But CHARLES more bright appeares since CHARLES is gone This is the rising that our setting Sun London lift up thy drooping head and reare Thy Forehead high CHARLES is Return'd this year Your trade revives with him there 's no such sport As trusting half-poach'd-Squires or such a Court No shop-books now shall bear DVE to be paid For Mourning by R. C. as above said CHARLES James Henry return'd names so divine They will old Romes Triumvirate out-shine There 's Yorke Wars Thunderbolt who shall advance Great King your Standard o're the Rhosne make France Adore our Crosse nay shall by conquest joyn The Sea-surrounded Globe make both Suns thine There 's Henry too whose yet but blooming fame Ripen'd by time shall reach great Henry's name Muse next to th' Royall stemme let Monck take place That great Fergus this Plantagenets race Great CHARLES and Monck names that do so entwine As when the Elme supports the climbing Vine Great Monck and greater CHARLES thus the same age Brought Gods and semi-gods upon the stage Pardon great SIR we cannot fame your deeds The Muses Trumpets are but Oaten reeds How high the world thinks Monck if you would know Ask Trumps great dust and the sea-gods below Get you to Rosses feild and view where stood His stand of Pikes like to some grove or wood Thence to Dundee and ask the perjur'd Scot How soon by his Triumphall armes 't was got These Muster'd all cann't speak so great a name Moncks Moncks alone will fill the trumpe of
fame Thus having roll'd about to you againe Great King I come Rivers ebbe down to th' mayne My Loyall wish is in your reigne each day May prove as happy as the FIRST OF MAY. Joh. Fitz-William A.M. Coll. Magd. 1 AS when upon the first confused masse Thick darkness sate and did Imbrace With freindly shaddow it s most monstrous face Light breaking forth at Gods command Over this night did get the upper hand Making its troops to fly away And quickly got the day By a victorious Ray. Straite all things smil'd and did put on At this so strange mutation A cheerfull face and joyfull dress To court their unexpected happiness So we that long tormented lay Like those in Hell in an eternall night Where Lucifer doth usher in no day And those perpetuall flames no light Lamenting our sad fate no longer mourn But doe at your return Break out in mirth and sudden joys Making Heavens arch reflect our cheerfull voice 2 Long has our sacrifice Which from your Fathers Alters still did rise Clouded with Melancholy smoke our skies Now shall the lively joyfull fire appeare And make our heaven cleare Now shall our glorious sun exhail The dew of teares that sate on all For what we in your Father lost What troubles since your carefull brest ingrost Beholding now what happy daies Attend your reign what secure ease We shall enjoy what happy peace Our parted Duty humbly pays Cypresse to him to you Tryumphant Bays Let now with joyes our Isle resound Such as in Aegypt did abound When they their God had found For now we shall the name attain O' th' land of Angels once again When your sacred presence shal our Heaven restore And make it far more glorious then it was before 3 Our Heaven did in stormes and Thunder frown 'T is well the one shall purge our Aire And make our skie more fair The other fruitfullness pour down Our land which so long time has born Fury that has so oft been torn With Tyrants armes Thou shalt first view Then set those bones a new Which shall grow more Gaine strength be firmer than before Thy happy union us shall make Like to those bodyes that again do take Their long deserted soules put on At length more glory and perfection Arts and Religion like the Palme so long Bow'd down by th' weight of Armes rage Of an unletter'd age Shall now grow strong Shall lift their heads up higher And up to Heaven from whence they came aspire 4 Behold what wishes from each Brest arise How every one knowes how to prize Your vertues now and pray that you alone May rule the throne So Indians the purest gold dispise And look upon 't with unregarding eyes Its value they don't know but when T has past the test of forreign men Then the doe find they did possess What others count their truest happiness Thus soveraigne Medicines do contemned lye Whilst we enjoy our health and ease Vntill a bold and furious disease The fortresse of the heart doth take And make with stormes the walls to shake Then we again to them for succour fly We like the Loadstone were which drives Away the Nedle unto which before It great Affection bore Being turn'd about again its old desire And love revive's And nought but close embraces doth require So we being alter'd turned up side down Do close with thee and Pray That henceforth may Between us be no variation found 5 Happy the man that first perceived the blazing starre That threatned from a farre Ruine and Destruction That observ'd its motion And made it tumble down Vnto the Ground That suffer'd not our Servants still to Lord it thus But caus'd them bow their lofty crownes to us Nor dregs to keep the upper place But made them sinke apace So when the Seas doe rage and all The waves into a tumult fall The mud and sand do rise unto the top And proudly ride Vntill a calmer tide And Neptune gave a stop Vnto the tumbling flood Then strait the grosser masse doth creep Into the humble deep Where formerly it stood Nor was this done by noise of Armes or Dint of Sword But a strong yet unseen hand But an omnipotent word Restored this our Land So move the Heavens round And yet there is no noise or Alteration found R. Stubbes A.M. Coll. Wadh. Soc. A KING agen who thought it when ere while Nothing was to the multitude so vile Of all the rest must CHARLES be fetcht again It seem's h 'as long enough been in the Waine Welcome Dread Soveraign to the Royall Throne That knowes no other but thy self alone See how it Courts you as if proud to bear Your weight the truest ballast for that Chaire Some were to heavy some too light but you In all proportion fit and grace it too How many have of late miscarried sure Ther 's none besides your self can be secure Protectors can't protect themselves from harm Because they put their safety in alarm Councils of Safety have had dangerous falls And prov'd unto us subtile Nominalls Keepers of Liberties have kept them so That few the truth of Liberty did know A Common-wealth's a common woe ther 's none Can suit our Genius but a KING alone Take then the Crown that try'd hath been by many But since the true Head never fitted any Now times are alter'd welcome Plato's year VVhen all things shall be as at first they were VVho would not write in such a time as this The King 's as well our Subject as we his T. G. A. B. C. W. WHile mournfull England lay sore Feaver-sick With heats of strife in th' body politick Proud Emp'ricks told her for the malady Serv'd no prescription but Phlebotomy Cut the Basilick vein said they in hast 'T is that must do 't or we must bleed our last Oh fatall stroke it wounds but doth no good The patient pine'd hates Cordialls nauseats food She scorn's a Common-Wealth that 's too course fare Fit for Low-countreys that beneath us are As for Protector-ship so call'd it is By an unfortunate Antiphrasis Alas poor nation thy desease be sure Is the Kings-Evill none can work the cure But sacred CHARLES send for him send with speed Of azure Neptune get a swift-pac't steed He heares he comes happy thrice happy then And three whole Kingdomes 'bove the thoughts of men All 's well and sound again believ 't a King Was wholsome Physick taken at the spring VVhen whinged Mercury in th' first of May Brought Phoebus newes that guides the posting day Of CHARLES returne straight forth his purple bed He leap'd and danc'd with joy quite ravished The Planets revell'd it at night nay store Of fixed Stars fixed remaine no more Now might Pythagoras distinctly hear Melodious musick sound at evr'y Sphere Mark how the Elements with emulation Strive to congratulate his Coronation Vulcan in well-made flames runs through each street And now forgets the lamenesse of his feet The aire b'ing joviall makes a