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A54709 Advice to His Grace Ephelia, fl. 1679. 1682 (1682) Wing P2029; ESTC R6418 802 1

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Advice to His GRACE AWake vain Man 't is time th' Abuse to see Awake and guard thy heedless Loyalty From all the Snares are laid for It and Thee No longer let that busie juggling Crew Who to their own mis-deeds entitle You Abuse Your ear Consider Sir the State Of our unhappy Isle disturb'd of late With causeless Jealousies ungrounded Fear Obstinate Faction and Seditious Care Gone quite distracted for Religion's sake And nothing their hot Brains can cooler make So great 's the deprivation of their sence But the excluding of their lawful Prince A Prince in whose each Act is clearly shown That Heaven design'd Him to adorn a Throne Which tho' He scorns by Treason to pursue He ne'r will quit if it become His due Then lay betimes Your mad Ambition down Nor let the dazling Lustre of a Crown Bewitch Your Thoughts but think what mighty care Attends the Crowns that lawful Princes wear But when ill Title 's added to the weight How insupportable's the Load of State Believe those working Brains Your Name abuse You only for their Property doe use And when they 're strong enough to stand alone You as an useless Thing away'l be thrown Think too how dear you have already paid For the fine Projects Your false Friends had laid When by the Rabbles fruitless Zeal You lost Your Royal Fathers Love Your growing Fortune cross'd Say was Your Bargain think ye worth the Cost Remember what Relation Sir you bear To Royal Charles Subject and Son You are Two Names that strict Obedience does require What Frenzy then does Your rash Thoughts Inspire Thus by Disloyal Deeds to add more Cares To them of the bright Burden that he wears Why with such eager speed hunt You a Crown You 're so unfit to wear were it Your own With Bows and Legs and little Arts You try A rude unthinking Tumults love to buy And he who stoops to do so mean a Thing Shows He by Heaven was ne're design'd for King Would You be Great do Things are Great and Brave And scorn to be the Mobile's dull Slaves Tell the base Great Ones and the shouting Throng You scorn a Crown worn in anothers wrong Prove Your high Birth by Deeds Noble and Good But strive not to Legitimate Your Bloud Ephelia