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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heaven_n	earth_n	king_n	lord_n	17,822	5	4.1701	3	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A74789	Craftie Cromwell: or, Oliver ordering our new state. A tragi-comedie. Wherein is discovered the trayterous undertakings and proceedings of the said Nol, and his levelling crew. Shall Cromwell not be famous made unto the after-times, ... this shall be their memoriall, these rogues their King betrayd. / Written by Mercurius Melancholicus.	Mercurius Melancholicus, fl. 1648.; Taylor, John, 1580-1653, attributed name.	1648 (1648)	Wing C6772; Thomason E426_17; ESTC R13857	9,394	16

CRAFTIE CROMWELL OR OLIVER ordering our New State A Tragi-Comedie Wherein is discovered the Trayterous undertakings and proceedings of the said NOL and his Levelling Crew Written by MERCURIUS MELANCHOLICUS Shall Cromwell not be famous made Unto the after-times Who durst a THRONE for to invade And Act the worst of Crimes Shall not his Nose DOMINICALL In Verse be celebrated Shall famous HARRY MARTIN fall And not be nominated Shall PRIDE the Drayman JOICE the Taylor And all the Holy Crew With HAMMOND now K. CHARLES his Jaylor And STAINS that Holy Jew Be read hereafter sure they shall And if my Muse give ayd This shall be their Memoriall THESE ROGUES THEIR KING BETRAYD Printed in the Yeare 1648. The PROLOGUE AN Ordinance from our pretended State Sowes up the Players mouths they must not prate Like Parrats what they 're taught upon the Stage Yet we may Print the Errors of the Age All their projections cannot hinder so But if we write the Presses needs must goe That that alone heales our dejected Sense We can divulge our pen'd Intelligence Slight is our veine not Clio's ayd we crave If THALIA smile we our sole wishes have Smooth PLAUTUS ARISTOPHANES his veine We now affect not SOPHOCLES high streine Yet thus we differ they for mirth were fixt But we have Joy and Dolor both commixt Exit Dramatis Personae CROMVVELL Two CITIZENS The Ghost of PIMME Colonel HAMMOND his Majesties Jaylor HARRY MARTIN PRIDE STAINES CHORUS Two SOULDIERS A SERVANT MUTES To the Inslaved Commons of ENGLAND DEluded Vulgar don't you yet perceive How you are doom●d to die without reprieve Falne from your Zenith and in lieu of light Involoped with fumes of cloudie night No end of Taxes and Excises none How to get money still is thought upon All things ingross'd and your State Lurdanes are So greedie they will shortly Tax the Aire True Patriots supprest and onely they Advanc't to Offices who have the way To grind the Land and cut the poore mans throat To Levell and leave no man worth a groat Harpeis o' the Common wealth who prey on all Without distinction most Tyrannicall Are your Trrustees their House a sink of sin He 's curst touches the threshold entring in Inevitably Damn'd Treason and Guile Lust Fury Schisme with all mischiefes vile There keepe their Court and dandled on the knees Of your Apostate treacherous Trustees Who were in knavery Fresh-men comming there Shall proceed Learned Graduates in one yeare Plato fram'd a Republick and it cost Tully much labour to write what is lost A Common-wealth wise Aristotle fram'd His last before their first for to be nam'd But all conclude that Government is best Where one sole Monarch governs all the rest Which you have by experience found most true And for your fickle novell wishes rue And truth to say one may attempt as soone To cut and shape a garment for the Moone Now cressent now in the full now i' the waine As satisfie your greedy foolish braine At first you doated on this Parliament With Clubs and Staves for their protection went The while the Sea-men man'd their lazy Hulkes Who at the Privie Staires disgorg'd their Bulkes How bountifully brought you in your store Of Coine into Guild-hall yea ventred more Then was requir'd how did you rudely cry T' have Reverend Laud and Learned Strafford dye The Bishops must not sit those pious Rites Which your fore-fathers honour'd with all spight Kickt into nothing but what avail'd your ire But brought the all-devouring Sword and Fire The los●e of all your Liberties your King To be unto all Lands a wondering No marvell Aventinus dares report The Roman German Emperor kept a Court Where Kings are Subjects none but Coxcombs be Vassailes to the French King ' cause willingly They be are sueh burthens the Hesperian Lords Doe governe men whose Loyaltie affords Them ample aide a very King of Devills Is Englands KING by reason of the evills Against their Kings done by the Subjects hands Rebellions Dispositions Murthers Bands But let the world know Kings when once instated Are Gods on Earth by Heaven Consecrated Precious in the sight of God and that base elfe Whom them resists resists even Gods himselfe Shimei may barke Achitophel counsell give But how long after did those Traytors thrive And those who have made Charles a Prisoner Would coope up Jove himselfe did they but dare But you Plebeians now have found your error Now those that were your Darlings are your terror Why sit you still like men infatuated And see your Kingdome 'fore your eyes translated In you it lyes to re-inthrone your King To right your God your wholesome Lawes to bring Back to their pristine use if you would sever Your selves from sorrow strike then now or never The Deplorer of your miseries and stupiditie MERCURIUS MELANCHOLICUS Craftie CROMWELL A Tragi-Comedie Actus Primus Enter two CITIZENS 1 Citizen ARe you for the Exchange 2 Cit. Yes I have appointed a Vonetian Merchant to meet him there 1 Cit. What Newes is stirring 2 Cit. None but what Fame speakes i' the nose by the Lyurnall and the rest o' the Gazets 1 Cit. And what speake they 2 Cit. Why that you and I and all must be undone by our Machavilians they will not yet accept their Soveraignes proffer nor hearken unto any name of Peace ' lesse that he take his Crowne from off his head and place it at their feet and this they tearme the Subjects Libertie and priviledge of Parliament 1 Cit. The name of Libertie hath ever been the watch-word us'd before Rebellion the idle eccho of uncertaintie that in all Ages ever hath abus'd the credulous multitude but I in troth sometimes am overcome even with pittie when I cogitate the dire events will follow these base Actions how giddily our States-men hurrie on without feare or wit proposing this and this they will have done though thereby they infringe all Covenants and violate all Law the King hath proffered that which six yeares since they durst not hope to have and though some of their Partie boasting say 't was feare constrain'd him to it first let them know the Maxime is most true That good from Kings must not be drawn by force yet this his gracious proffer freely came from an heart truely sorry for those Ill that lately sell and doe even now lye heavie on his oppressed people 2 Cit. But this the Sophies dare not to believe 't is mischiefe makes them fat like Theseus they are in a Laberynth but destitute of Ariadnes Clew they know the ills they have already done cannot be purg'd with sacrifice no though they offered Heccatombs of Beeves and therefore they resolve to expiate their lesser Crimes with greater one poyson must expell another thus while they practise Paracelsian-like and stanch our bleeding wounds with Gun-powder The Body Politick with weaknesse reeles And proud Dissention trips up Concords heeles 1 Cit. And will this Citie evermore be fool'd untill her Batlements doe Kisle