to play And what haste lost recover by delay St. A s straight is sent to to forbear Lest the sure Peace forsooth too soon appear The Seamens Clamour to three ends they use To cheat their Pay feign want the House accuse Each day they bring the Tale and that too true How strong the Dutch their Equipage renew Mean time through all the Yards their Orders run To lay the Ships up cease the Keels begun The Timber rots and useless Ax does rust The unpractis'd Saw lyes bury'd in its Dust The busie Hammer sleeps the Rope untwines The Stores and Wages all are mine and thine Along the Coast and Harbours they take care That Money lack nor Forts be in repair Long thus they could against the House conspire Load them with Envy and with Sitting tire And the lov'd King and never yet deny'd Is brought to beg in publick and to chide But when this fail'd and Months enough were spent They with the first days proffer seem content And to Land-tax from the Excise turn round Bought off with Eighteen hundred thousand pound Thus like fair Thieves the Commons Purse they share But all the Members Lives consulting spare Blither than Hare that hath escap'd the Hounds The House Prorogu'd the Chancellor rebounds Not so decrepid Aeson hash'd and stew'd With Magic Herbs rose from the Pot renew'd And with fresh Age felt his glad Limbs unite His Gout yet still he curst had left him quite What Frosts to Fruit what Ars'nick to the Rat What to fair D mortal Chocolat What an Account to C t that and more A Parliament is to the Chancellor So the sad Tree shrinks from the Mornings Eye But blooms all Night and shoots its branches high So at the Suns recess again returns The Comet dread and Earth and Heaven burns Now M t may within his Castle Tow'r Imprison Parents and the Child deflowre The Irish-Herd is now let loose and comes By Millions over not by Hecatombs And now now the Canary-Patent may Be Broach'd again for the great Holy-day See how he Reigns in his new Palace culminant And sits in State Divine like Jove the fulminant First B m that durst to him Rebel Blasted with Lightning struck with Thunder fell Next the TwelveCommons are condemn'd to groan And roul in vain at Sisyphus's Stone But still he car'd while in Revenge he brav'd That Peace secur'd and Money might be sav'd Gain and Revenge Revenge and Gain are sweet United most else when by turns they meet France had St. A s promis'd so they sing St. A s promis'd him and he the King. The Count forthwith is order'd all to close To play for Flanders and the stake to lose While Chain'd together two Ambassadors Like Slaves shall beg for Peace at Hollands doors This done among his Cyclops he retires To forge new Thunder and inspect their Fires The Court as once of War now fond of Peace All to new Sports their wanton fears release From Greenwich where Intelligence they hold Comes news of Pastime Martial and old A Punishment invented first to awe Masculine Wives transgressing Natures Law. Where when the brawny Female disobeys And beats the Husband till for peace he prays No concern'd Jury for him Damage finds Nor partial Justice her Behaviour binds But the just Street does the next House invade Mounting the neighbour Couple on lean Jade The Distaff knocks the Grains from Kettle fly And Boys and Girls in Troops run houting by Prudent Antiquity that knew by Shame Better than Law Domestick Crimes to tame And taught Youth by Spectacle Innocent So thou and I dear Painter represent In quick Effigy others Faults and feign By making them ridiculous to restrain With homely sight they chose thus to relax The Joys of State for the new Peace and Tax So Holland with us had the Mast'ry try'd And our next neighbours France and Flanders ride But a fresh News the great designment nips Off at the Isle of Candy Dutch and Ships Bab May and A n did wisely scoff And thought all safe if they were so far off Modern Geographers `twas there they thought Where Venice twenty years the Turk had fought While the first year our Navy is but shown The next divided and the third we 've none They by the Name mistook it for that Isle Where Pilgrim Palmer travell'd in Exile With the Bulls Horn to measure his own Head And on Pasiphae's Tomb to drop a Bead. But M e learn'd demonstrates by the Post This Isle of Candy was on Essex Coast. Fresh Messengers still the sad News assure More tim'rous now we are than first secure False Terrors our believing Fears devise And the French Army one from Calais spies B t and M y and those of shorter reach Change all for Guinea's and a Crown for each But wiser Men and well foreseen in chance In Holland theirs had lodg'd before and France White-hall's unsafe the Court all meditates To fly to Windsor and mure up the Gates Each does the other blame and all distrust But M t new oblig'd would sure be just Not such a fatal stupefaction reign'd At London's Flame nor to the Court complain'd The Bloodworth-C r gives then does recal Orders amaz'd at last gives none at all St. A s writ to that he may bewail To Master Lewis and tell Coward tale How yet the Hollanders do make a noise Threaten to beat us and are naughty Boys Now Doleman's disobedient and they still Uncivil His unkindness would us kill Tell him our Ships unrigg'd our Forts unman'd Our Money spent else 't were at his command Summon him therefore of his Word and prove To move him out of Pity if not Love. Pray him to make De-Witte and Ruyter cease And whip the Dutch unless they 'l hold their peace But Lewis was of Memory but dull And to St. A â— too undutiful Nor Word nor near Relation did revere But ask'd him bluntly for his Character The gravell'd Count did with the Answer faint His Character was that which thou didst paint And so enforc'd like Enemy or Spy Trusses his baggage and the Camp does fly Yet Lewis writes and lest our Hearts should break Consoles us morally out of Seneque Two Letters next unto Breda are sent In Cipher one to Harry Excellent The first instructs our Verse the Name abhors Plenipotentiary Ambassadors To prove by Scripture Treaty does imply Cessation as the look Adultery And that by Law of Arms in Martial strife Who yields his Sword has Title to his Life Presbyter H s the first point should clear The second C y the Cavalier But would they not be argu'd back from Sea Then to return home straight infecta re But Harry's Order if they won't recal Their Fleet to threaten we will give them all The Dutch are then in Proclamation shent For Sin against th' Eleventh Commandment H s flippant Stile there pleasantly curvets Still his sharp Wit on States and Princes whets So Spain could not escape his Laughters Spleen None
but himself must chuse the King a Queen But when he came the odious Clause to Pen That summons up the Parliament agen His Writing-Master many a time he bann'd And wish'd himself the Gout to seize his hand Never old Letcher more repugnance felt Consenting for his Rupture to be Gelt But still in hope he solac'd e're they come To work the Peace and so to send them home Or in their hasty Call to find a flaw Their Acts to vitiate and them over-awe But most rely'd upon this Dutch pretence To raise a two-edg'd Army for 's defence First then he march'd our whole Militia's force As if alas we Ships or Dutch had Horse Then from the usual Common-place he blames These and in Standing-Armies praise declaims And the wise Court that always lov'd it dear Now thinks all but too little for their Fear H e stamps and straight upon the ground the swarms Of current Myrmidons appear in Arms. And for their Pay he writes as from the King With that curs'd Quill pluck'd from a Vulture's Wing Of the whole Nation now to ask a Loan The Eighteen hundred thousand pound was gone This done he Pens a Proclamation stout In rescue of the Banquiers Banquerout His minion Imps that in his secret part Lye nuzz'ling at the Sacramental wart Horse-leeches circling at the Hem'roid Vein He sucks the King they him he them again The Kingdoms Farm he lets to them bid least Greater the Bribe and that 's at Interest Here Men induc'd by Safety Gain and Ease Their Money lodge confiscate when he please These can at need at instant with a scrip This lik'd him best his Cash beyond Sea whip When Dutch Invade when Parliament prepare How can he Engines so convenient spare Let no Man touch them or demand his own Pain of Displeasure of great C n. The State Affairs thus Marshall'd for the rest Monk in his Shirt against the Dutch is prest Often dear Painter have I sate and mus'd Why he should still b'on all adventures us'd If they for nothing ill like Ashen-wood Or think him like Herb-John for nothing good Whether his Valour they so much admire Or that for Cowardice they all retire As Heav'n in Storms they call in gusts of State On Monk and Parliament yet both do hate All Causes sure concur but most they think Under Herculean Labours he may sink Soon then the Independent Troops would close And H 's last Project would his Place dispose Ruyter the while that had our Ocean curb'd Sail'd now among our Rivers undisturb'd Survey'd their Crystal Streams and Banks so green And Beauties e're this never naked seen Through the vain sedge the bashful Nymphs he ey'd Bosomes and all which from themselves they hide The Sun much brighter and the Skies more clear He finds the Air and all things sweeter here The sudden change and such a tempting sight Swells his old Veins with sresh Blood fresh Delight Like am'rous Victors he begins to shave And his new Face looks in the English Wave His sporting Navy all about him swim And witness their complaisence in their trim Their streaming Silks play through the weather fair And with inveigling Colours Court the Air. While the red Flags breath on their Top-masts high Terrour and War but want an Enemy Among the Shrowds the Seamen sit and sing And wanton Boys on every Rope do cling Old Neptune springs the Tydes and Water lent The Gods themselves do help the provident And where the deep Keel on the shallow cleaves With Trident's Leaver and great Shoulder heaves Aeolus their Sails inspires with Eastern Wind Puffs them along and breathes upon them kind With Pearly Shell the Tritons all the while Sound the Sea-march and guide to Sheppy Isle So have I seen in April's bud arise A Fleet of Clouds sailing along the Skies The liquid Region with their Squadrons fill'd The airy Sterns the Sun behind does guild And gentle Gales them steer and Heaven drives When all on sudden their calm bosome rives With Thunder and Lightning from each armed Cloud Shepherds themselves in vain in bushes shrowd Such up the stream the Belgick Navy glides And at Sheerness unloads its stormy sides S g there tho practic'd in the Sea command With panting Heart lay like a fish on Land And quickly judg'd the Fort was not tenable Which if a House yet were not tenantable No man can sit there safe the Cannon pow'rs Through the Walls untight and Bullet show'rs The neighbr'hood ill and an unwholsome seat So at the first Salute resolves Retreat And swore that he would never more dwell there Until the City put it in repair So he in Front his Garrison in Rear March straight to Chatham to increase the fear There our sick Ships unrigg'd in Summer lay Like molting Fowl a weak and easie Prey For whose strong bulk Earth scarce could Timber sind The Ocean Water or the Heavens Wind. Those Oaken Gyants of the ancient Race That rul'd all Seas and did our Channel grace The conscious Stag so once the Forests dread Flies to the Wood and hides his armless Head. Ruyter forthwith a Squadron does untack They sail securely through the Rivers track An English Pilot too O Shame O Sin Cheated of Pay was he that show'd them in Our wretched Ships within their Fate attend And all our hopes now on frail Chain depend Engine so slight to guard us from the Sea It sitter seem'd to captivate a Flea A Skipper rude shocks it without respect Filling his Sails more force to recollect Th' English from shore the Iron deaf invoke For its last aid Hold Chain or we are broke But with her Sailing weight the Holland Keel Snapping the brittle links does thorow reel And to the rest the open'd passage shew Monk from the bank the dismal sight does view Our feather'd Gallants which came down that day To be Spectators safe of the new Play Leave him alone when first they hear the Gun C y the fleetest and to London run Our Seamen whom no Dangers shape could fright Unpaid refuse to mount our Ships for spight Or to their fellows swim on board the Dutch Which show the tempting metal in their clutch Oft had he sent of D e and of L g Cannon and Powder but in vain to beg And Vpnor-Castle's ill-deserted Wall Now needful does for Ammunition call He finds wheresoe're he succour might expect Confusion folly treach'ry fear neglect But when the Royal Charles what Rage what Grief He saw seiz'd and could give her no Relief That sacred Keel which had as he restor'd His exil'd Sov'raign on its happy Board And thence the Brittish Admiral became Crown'd for that Merit with their Masters Name That Pleasure-boat of VVar in whose dear side Secure so oft he had this Foe desy'd Now a cheap spoil and the mean Victor's Slave Taught the Dutch Colours from its top to wave Of former Glories the reproachful thought With present shame compar'd his mind distraught Such from Euphrates bank a
their secret hearts he knew To her own Husband C n untrue False to his Master B l A n And C y falser than any one Who to the Brother Brother would betray Nor therefore trusts himself to such as they His Fathers Ghost too whisper'd him one Note That who does cut his Purse will cut his Throat But in wise anger he their Crimes sorbears As Thieves repriev'd for Executioners While H e provok'd his foaming tusk does whet To prove them Traytors and himself the Pett Painter adieu how will our Arts agree Poetick Picture Painted Poetry But this great work is for our Monarch fit And henceforth C s only to C s shall sit His Master-hand the Ancients shall out-do Himself the Poet and the Painter too To the KING SO his bold Tube Man to the Sun apply'd And Spots unknown to the bright Star descry'd Show'd they obscure him while too near they please And seem his Courtiers are but his disease Through Optick Trunk the Planet seem'd to hear And hurls them off e're since in his Career And you Great Sir that with him Empire share Sun of our World as he the Charles is there Blame not the Muse that brought those spots to sight Which in your Splendor hid Corrode your Light Kings in the Country oft have gone astray Nor of a Peasant scorn'd to learn the way Would she the unattended Throne reduce Banishing Love Trust Ornament and Use Better it were to live in Cloysters Lock Or in fair Fields to rule the easie Flock She blames them only who the Court restrain And where all England serves themselves would reign Bold and accurs'd are they that all this while Have strove to Isle the Monarch from his Isle And to improve themselves on false pretence About the Common Prince have rais'd a Fence The Kingdom from the Crown distinct would see And peal the Bark to burn at last the Tree But Ceres Corn and Flora is the Spring Bacchus is Wine the Country is the King. Not so does Rust insinuating wear Nor Powder so the vaulted Bastion tear Nor Earthquake so an hollow Isle overwhelm As scratching Courtiers undermine a Realm And through the Palace's Foundations bore Burr'wing themselves to hoard their guilty Store The smallest Vermin make the greatest waste And a poor Warren once a City rais'd But they whom born to Virtue and to Wealth Whom neither flatt'ry binds nor want to stealth Whose Conscience and whose Courage high With Counsels their large Souls supply That serve the King with their Estates and Care And as in Love on Parliaments can stare Where few the number choice is there less hard Give us this Court and rule without a Guard. ROCHESTER 's Farewel TIr'd with the noysom Follies of the Age And weary of my Part I quit the Stage For who in Life's dull Farce a Part would bear Where Rogues Whores Bawds all the head Actors are Long I with Charitable Malice strove Lashing the Court those Vermin to remove But thriving Vice under the rod still grew As aged Letchers whipp'd their Lust renew What though my Life hath unsuccessful been For who can this Augean Stable clean My gen'rous end I will pursue in Death And at Mankind rail with my parting breath First the Tangier Bullies must appear With open Brav'ry and dissembled Fear M e their Head but Gen'ral have a care Though skill'd in all those Arts that cheat the fair The Undiscerning and Impartial Moor Spares not the Lover on the Ladies score Think how many perish by one fatal shot The Conquests all thy Goggling ever got Think then as I presume you do how all The English Ladies will lament your fall Scarce will there greater Grief pierce every heart Should Sir George H or Sir C depart Had it not better been than thus to roam To stay and play the Cravat-string at home To strut look big shake Pantaloon and swear With H D there 's no Action there Had'st thou no friend that wou'd to R write To hinder this thy eagerness to fight That without danger thou a Brave might'st be As sure to be deny'd as S y. This sure the Ladies had not fail'd to do But who such Courage could suspect in you For say what Reason could with you prevail To change Embroider'd Coat for Coat of Mail Let P h or let M t go whom Fate Has made not Valiant but desperate For who could not be weary of his Life Who 's lost his Money or has got a Wife To the more tolerable Alcaid of Alcazzer One flies from Creditors the other from Torrezer 'T were Cruelty to make so sharp Remarks On all the little forward fighting Sparks Only Poor C I can't but pitty thee When all the pert young Voluntiers I see Those Chits of War who as much mirth create As the Pair Royal of the Chits of State Their Names shall equal all excelling Glory Chit S d Chit G n and Chit L y. When thou let'st P h 't was such a Jest As when the Brother made the same request Had R d but got leave as well as he The Jest had been compleat and worthy thee Well since he must he 'll to Tangier advance It is resolv'd but first let 's have a Dance First at her Highness Ball he must appear And in a parting Country Dance learn there With Drum and Fife to make a Jigg of War What is of Soldier seen in all the heap Besides the flutt'ring Feather in the Cap The Scarf and Yard or two of Scarlet Cloath From Gen'ral M e down to little W h There leave we them and back to England come Whereby the Wiser Sparks that stay at home In safe Ideas by their fancy form'd Tangier like Mastrich is at Windsor Storm'd But now we talk of Mastrich where is he Fam'd for that brutal piece of Bravery He with his thick Impenetrable Skull The solid hard'ned Armour of a Fool Well might himself to all Wars ills expose Who come what will yet had no Brains to lose Yet this is he the dull unthinking he Who must forsooth our future Monarch be This Fool by Fools A g and V n led Dreams that a Crown will drop upon his Head By great example he this Path doth tread Following such sensless Asses up and down For Saul sought Asses when he found a Crown But R s is risen as Samuel at his call To tell that God hath left the ambitious Saul Never says Heaven shall the blushing Sun See P s Bastard fill the Regal Throne So Heaven says but B n says he shall But who e're he protects is sure to fall Who can more certain of Destruction be Than he that trufts to such a Rogue as he What good can come from him who Y k forsook T'espouse the Interest of this Booby Duke But who the best of Masters cou'd desert Is the the most fit to take a Traytors part Ungrateful This thy Master-piece of sin Exceeds ev'n that with which thou did'st begin Thou great Proficient in