be pleas'd your self t' advise By thinking on precedent Prophecies Sixth Henry sure in this a Prophet was And did foreseâ— what things would come to passe Whom when confined by Imprisonment King Edward Fourth o th' name to visit went With Glâ—sâ—â—â—â— Duke and Richmonds all in state 〈…〉 two did Henry ruâ—naâ—e When those four Princes in one Bason wash't Successively a smile from Henry past Which Edward spies and thereupon would know The reason that did move him thereunto Th' unhappy King as he yet smiling stands 'T is strange quoth he four Kings should wash their hands Thus in one Bason Edward presseth on To know his meaning Henry thereupon Doth thus expresse himself I was Thou art And Gloster will be But for Richmonds part He shall be speaking thus as in despite Of all that should withstand great Richmonds might What shall be shall be none shall it oppose This force the words do in themselves inclose And so it was by Conquest Richmond wonne The Crown of England and by him was done A glorious work He did in one unite Those fragrant Flowers the Red-Rose and the White And so did cease that deadly bleeding Warre 'Twixt those two Houses York and Lancaster That King renown'd did in his judgement see Another union which in time might be When Monarchs two should so in one be met As that one Monarch over both should set A Crowned King England and Scotland both Their peoples should be made by sacred Oath One King to serve and that one to obay Whose Royall Scepter should both Kingdoms sway What Henry 7. foresaw to passe is brought The union as you see is firmely wrought The Laws of God and Nations do confirme it Woe then to them who seek to overturn it Our good King Charles from Henry 7 descended Of all the Kings no one King more commended For all the vertues that a King adorn His Royall Head by Right the Crown hath worn And Rightfully it doth to Him belong This to deny none dares do such a wrong Shall then the Subjects of his Kingdoms bend Their strength His Kingdoms from his Crown to rend With England Scotland joyn'd in full consent Shall each from other be in pieces rent God made the marriage and it is a wonder What God hath joyned that man should dare to sunder Great Brittain now by her great union is A Lady Crown'd with everlasting blisse If that her King and people could agree But to uphold her peacefull unity And this to do is our good Kings desire It is the thing which he doth most require His profer'd love is by his Subjects slighted And his desires of Peace with Warre requited Division now the union dis-uniting Sets both the Kingdoms 'gainst each other fighting And both of them 'gainst their Monarchall King Do joyn their Forces and their Armies bring Into the Field Can Heathen stories tell A work that may such mischiefs paralell Then Noble Earl be touch't with some remorse And now no longer do thy self enforce By civill Warre â—o spoile thy Countreys Peace But rather cause all bloody broiles to cease Remember Richmond shall be Henry said So Richmond was Now then his Of-spring aid And boldly say our good King Charles shall be In spight of Foes Our Royall King And he Shall Rule and Reign and all his Subjects they With faith's Allegiance shall their King obey Promote but this Great Brittains joy shall then In union stand confirm'd Amen Amen Renounce Rebellion 't is thy Honours stain He runneth farre that never turns again Turn to thy King and he will turn to thee With mercy more then can deserved be Lead on the Army under thy Command No more against but with thy King to stand Thy Christian love and loyalty expresse In working thus our Kingdoms happinesse Thus what Charles Ancestors did once foresee Shall be establish't to Eternity Thou shalt by such endeavours never fear it The love of God and all good men inherit But if thou shalt this warre continue then Thou shalt abhorred be of God and Men For such a wastefull cruell warre needs must In th' issue lay this Kingdom in her durst And therein will Gods worship be interred And best of civill Government lie buried Of this Great Isle the Old Inhabitants Did paint themselves to make their countenance Seeme to beholders gastly grimme and fierce Such Cesar found us But we now are worse We then were Salvages now Christians are And this Rebellion makes us worse by farre Then rude Barbarians such wayes we know Do worst beseem such as for Christians go America when first discovered Her People though by Heathens governed Yet to their King were most obedient And mongst them was such form of Government As all could well what was their own enjoy Themselves did not as we our selves destroy O mourning Times for every honest man Men-eaters like to those of Magellan Who Viper-like no whit at all will spare Their Mothers Womb quite out to rend and teare Wilt thou be one of that base viperous brood And is to thee thy Countries spoile thy food Thou do'st thy self a Christian write why then Wilt thou in sinne out-strip those Heathen men Who serv'd their King and durst not him offend Wilt thou thy evils unto that height extend Even Heathens shall 'gainst thee in judgement rise Unlesse some better course thou do'st devise In time For what by Warre can mended be In Warre we can but our confusion see In presence of our God conjure I thee That thou thy King and native Countrey free From their sad fate So that Religion true May stand establisht to the worlds wide view And that fair Englands people as in times Of Yore may all sit underneath their vines And peacefully enjoy what is their own That King and Kingdoms blisse may still be known And bear aloft the honour of their name Cleer'd from Rebellion Christians stain and shame This to atchieve do from Rebellion cease And Nobly worâ—elâ—y King and Countreys Peace Thus shalt thou make a mends for what 's a misse And to thine Honour gain eternall blisse The third Song My Muse is now upon an Errand sent To view a Wall that gives no good content Of such bad Wallers there's too many now And one of them my Muse will shew to you MY Muse doth now Sir William Waller see Who loves to sight where Walls and Hedges be Twixt him and them he is to fight withall For then hee 'l shew himself a Souldier tall O could his wit but handsomely contrive Before him always Woods and Hills to drive Then would he with a Souldiers threatning looks Amaze his Foes and burn up watry Brooks But on plain ground if he be brought to fight He knows full soon to save himself by slight For after-ages this remember will How fast he ran away at Roundway-Hill Yet notwithstanding that his overthrow My mind to me can sundry Actions show That 't is in Warre a very Common-thing One day to loose another day
And thereby Englands Subjects sworn must be Against their King O matchlesse Villanie Who takes that Oath are perjur'd every one From Faith and Truth they desperately are gone No age before produc'd so vile a thing That Subiects should be sworn against their King One thing there is our Rebels stand upon Which doth in their Rebellion lead them on The King his Oath and Oath of Subjects all Are both alike say they reciprocall And so they are both must indeed be kept But know they have a different respect The King his Oath doth take with reverend feare To God alone But Subjects they do sweare To God and to their King If Kings offend 'T is God alone that must with them contend A power above them That which is below I meane Those that their Subjects be must know They cannot move in any other sphere Then of Subjection Whence it is most cleare As God alone hath power 'ore the King So Subjects must submit in every thing Unto their lawfull Prince who power hath To punish Subjects for their breach of Faith Let Subjects know it is not in their part To say unto their King Thou wicked art Who dares speak so but such as speak not well And proudly dare against their King Rebell And most unjustly when they but surmise The King doth 'gainst his Oath some plots devise Which he ne're minded Then if Subjects all On such suspect shall from obedience fall And runne into Rebellion presently All Government is quite destroy'd thereby If Husbands chance to break their Marriage Vow Shall wives 'gainst Husbands straight Rebell think you And then again much more especially When wives are mov'd by cause-lesse Jealousie Yet Subjects of our King so moved are To take up Arms in this Rebellious Warre And thou proud Lesley makes thy self a chief In working of thy King and Countreys grief And this must still be for Religions sake That makes the Rebels such a coyle to make The Turk were he to choose Religion now He would not be Religious like to you Scotch Generall then go gang thy way along Help to uphold the Turkish Alchoran At Meca there do thou a Champion set And fight thou there for their great Mahomet And then by that thy valiant enterprize Thou mayst command the Great Turks Janizaries Or Generall be of his Timariot Force And so command three hundred thousand Horse And rise to be of some great Bashaw's might Or Beglebeg a Lord of Lords in sight Here 's Honour for thy high Ambition fit Who mayst make choice of thy Religion yet Then stay not here great Brittains Isle to spoile By mischief of thy proud Rebellions broile Thy Scottish Covenant keep among the Scots Our English Church and Common-wealth it blots With Treason 'gainst our King uprightly just Who gave himself into his Subjects trust And that so generally as none before Was known to do so in the dayes of Yore Shall Subjects then their Soveraigns trust betray And 'gainst their King foule parts of Treason play The Proverb thou dost know it loudly rings And tells the world that Scotland bears no Kings Wouldst thou of such condition England make And spoile her honour with thy Scottish rake May judgement first upon thee strongly seize And King and Kingdom of that sicknesse ease A work 's begun which with infection strong Infects both Kingdoms by Rebellions wrong And canst thou Lesley find within thy heart Such works to do and take such workers part O strang to see for I have heard thy name With Honour prais'd whereof if true the Fame Thou art a Souldier and with warlike skill Canst in a Battaile all thy ranges fill And valiantly command an Army so As where thou marchest Honour there may go And so it might in Warre when Honourable Rebellions praise is most abominable Quit then thy Honour from dishonours stain And march no longer in Rebellions train It 's much too much thou hast already done Thy self but conquer there 's a Conquest wonne Shall make thee great Great glory shall they winne Who can like Conquerers o'recome their sinne Our good King Charles Prince Charles Noble Duke Set them before thee and upon them look With heart of love The King deserves no lesse And those sweet Princes do such grace expresse As not an heart unlesse of Steel or Stone But would be mov'd to love them every one Against them all to fight Offences such Do with a mischief Gods Annointed touch And yet the Actors they themselves will stile His Majesties most Loyall Subjects while They 'r nothing lesse Their actions foul and vile Do justly them from Subjects name exile To see in this how Subjâ—cts do proceed May justly make the stoniest heart to bleed Great Brittains Self her self doth bite and sting Our sinnes our sinnes on us these judgements bring What are the English now of Mad-mans Tribe To let the Scots to them a Form prescribe Of Government in Church and Common-wealths And to enforce 't for King and Kingdom healths No Lesley no wise England will not brook What thy base Faction now hath undertook Feed then no longer thy deluding hope Nor vainly give unto thy fansie scope For if thou do'st thou wilt but fool thy self And lay thy hopes upon a broken Shelf New Covenanters Ours and You Crafty Scots All base Projectors full of cosening Plots Shall all in Gods good time from England pack And work no more our Kings and Countreys wrack To Englands Rule if Scotland please to yeeld Great Brittains Union shall be then upheld Renown'd King Charles shall from that very day With joy the Scepters of both Kingdoms sway Gods true Religion then shall firmly stand And Brittains Isle shall be a glorious Land No clouds shall then Ecclipse her glorious shine Among the Nations round about her clime Her Peace shall then her safety fortifie As City built in glorious unity Lesley behold a wish't for happinesse Which to accomplish thou thy mind addresse If thou indeed religious rightly art Religion bids thee take thy Soveraigns part And be content in Scotland to abide And take what there God doth for thee provide And never henceforth any inrode make Into this Land in Hostile way to take From Englands King and English Subjects what To thee or any of thine belongeth not Which yet I 'de have thee know thou couldst not do Did not our Bastard-English help thereto I know 't is naturall for man to erre But know that Beast-like 't is to persevere In error Then retract To King submit And do what best a Subject may befit Strive now for Peace to Peace thy self betake And let an happy Peace thy Period make In Peace to live and so in Peace to dye Will bring to thee a Peace eternally And scorn not him whose pen these lines did write His Youth could well in warlike Battaile fight The Accidence of Arms long since he knew And all the Grammer Rules of Warre did view And can dispute the learning of that Art
Even with thy self were we both set a part But now let 's both to shield our selves from evill Fight 'gainst our sinnes the World the Flesh the Devill My Muse will him a Christian subject sing That Feareth God and honoureth the King The fifth Song Now that my Muse into the North is come Shee seeks about as hearing there are some Who side with Lesley in this shamefull Warre Which honest men should from their heart abhorre My Muse in seeking one she hath found out Doth tell his name and so resolves the doubt FAirfax Farre fetcht deer bought is good men say For Ladies yet not if they strain to pay Too deer a price for all the things they buy Such Chap-men turn to Bank-rupts suddenly Bank-rupt of Grace it seems that now thou art Against thy King to take Rebellions part And such a King as England never had Who did delight to make his Subjects glad By granting what they justly should desire What more could Subjects of their King require What fury then inflames Rebellions fire And causeth Rebels proudly to aspire To such an height their Soveraign to compell To do but what themselves should say is well Although it be at once to overthrow Both King and Kingdom which the Powder-blow Intended And what that would then have wrought This now Rebellion to effect hath brought Fair England which advanc'd in glory stood Is now thrown down into a Sea of blood A Jesuite and Schismatick in evill Are both alike the Children of the Devill Thou Fairfax art the last and dost so walk That future Ages thus of thee will talk He hated Rome and yet made way to bring A Roman-like Rebellion 'gainst her King In such a Warre wilt thou with Lesley joyn And set Religion's Stamp upon thy Coyn False Coyn to make by Law is Treason held And such a work thou brought'st into the field A Princely Generall in 's * Colours had this clause Foâ— God for King for Countrey for the Laws For these to fight it is a Souldiers praise And who so fight their Honours name shall raiâ—e In future Ages unto such an height As Honour shall on their Memoriall wait But those that dye in foul Rebellions plot Their memory their name shall stinck and rot And so shall thine if still thou bearest Arms To work thereby thy Kings and Countreys harms And all good Laws to trample under Feet Is this a work for Noble Subjects meet Ignobly sure with shames reproach runne they Who will runne on in proud Rebellions way I wonder Fairfax what 't is makes thee fight What Bugbear standeth in thy judgements sight Thy King hath promised by Oath and Vow Gainst Kingdoms Laws no one thing to allow You say His Protestations Verball are 'T were well for all you not so reall were Then would you not so really intend Your Gracious King unjustly to offend For whatsoere our King his word hath past Should be performed from the first to th' last If Subjects but a Legall way would take They might be sure he wholsome Laws would make And by their Execution give them life And so prevent whatsoere should move to strife What moves thee then thy Armies on to bring In Hostile manner 'gainst so good a King A woefull thing with Lucan 't was to spye 'gainst Roman Eagle Roman Eagle flye Unto our woe our eyes are now descrying 'gainst Englands Red-crosse Englands Red-crosse flying And Andrew's Crosse to fill their Scottish Gorge Comes flying in against our Englands George And English hands with strong Rebellions might Must Andrew help against themselves to fight ' Ware England ' ware help not the Scots too much Lest that mad work produce a danger such As may effect that Anchorets Prophesie Which Polychronicon doth testifie * Both Kingdoms Forces firmly joyned may With boldnesse to the world most stoutly say Deal as thou wouldst be dealt with We not care To bid our proudest foes do what they dare Our Force by Sea about the Island round Was strength enough to keep the Inland sound By Sea and Land we now our selves destroy Which into Mourning changeth all our Joy We through the World our Honour might have born But now to th' world have made our selves a scorn And 'mong our selves we have a spoâ—le begun Which all the World 'gainst us could not have done And yet the workers of our mischief still Do all run on most desperately in ill Iâ—Fairfax mad or drunk what dulls thy sence Thou canst not see the ill of thine offence Who eats a Hemlock-root in Parsneps stead Is thereby into fits of Madnesse led What Cup of Lethe doth thy sense beguile And makes thee sleeping dye and dying smile Awake thy self rowze thy distracted senses Rebellion Treason are such vile offences As throws thee down into an horrid State That God and all Good men thy Actions hate As Alexander once was heard to say To wise Calisthenes the same I may Speak unto thee That wiseman I do hate That doth not wisely for his own estate * Wise to thy self learn thou in time to be That thou thy straying wayes may'st wisely see The fear of God best wisdom doth begin It will thee reach to see and know thy sinne In thine amisse do thou thy self not cherish Thy Judge doth say thou must repent or peâ—ish The Prodigall comes to himself again Shews they are mad that do in sinne remain The Christians Faith not with Repentance joyn'd Doth argue name of Christian falsly coyn'd Beleeve Confesse Repent and sinne forsake These Graces do a Christian rightly make Those men are truly mad which do suppose Themselves true Christians whilst they do inclose Themselves in worst of sinnes such Monsters are And so art thou in this Rebellious warre If thou 'lt be led by sacred Wisdoms lore It will thee then unto thy wits restore Thou shalt no more in fits of madnesse runne Thy madnesse hurt enough too much hath done Already 't is time those fits should stay Which to thy self and Countrey brings decay Two Kingdoms will but make a sad conclusion When both of them have wrought their own confusion Me thinks Jerusalem may cause suspition That we our selves will bring to her condition None but seditious Brethren mongst us are The causers of this most destructive warre Will valiant Fairfax chief Commander be In such a Warre And where himself may see His Countreys Ruine joyned with his own O let so vile a thing no more be known A danger when foreseen is soon prevented It may at last untimely be lamented This foule Rebellion not in time withstood 'T is vain to think of Kings and Countreys good Thy warlike Hands hast thou to sinne so sold As by them still Rebellion to uphold Is this the way bright Honours Fame to winne By thy persisting in so damn'd a sinne That Honour purchas'd is at dearest cost When Soul and Body both thereby are lost Not Honour then but foule Dishonours shame Shall wait upon the
he no Brownist is No Is he not He is as bad or worse As now appears by his Rebellious course Though Brownists from our Church do separate They cannot thereof overthrow the state So dangerously as those amongst us staying Who still appear our Churches Peace betraying Here the Triumviri which first begin To lead the way unto Rebellions sin Are Burton Bastwick and their brother Prynne The stinking Sink of honoured Lincolnes-Inne These three the Church and Common-wealth would sway All men of greatest Understanding They Would seem to see all dangers imminent And seeming ones with mischief to prevent These lay their Plot upon which ground now stands The Armies of Rebellions armed hands I know them all and for them have been sad To see that they no more discretion had In every thing that counsell is not just Which thus prescribeth To be sure mistrust Mov'd by meere jealousies the more 's their guilt They throw down Out-works where no Fort is built For what they saw they should not so have spoken The Lyon sleeps when yet his eyes are open There was a care Romes Popery to withstand Even in those things which then were tool in handâ— Yet they crie out Saile not too neer Romes Gates Lest Popery prevaile thus talk't these Mates Those that would in the way of Truth prevaile Must sailing unto Heav'n by Hells Gates saâ—â—e And yet their course in all things wisely steere As Rocks and Shelves and Sands they never feare The Churches Ship in this worlds Sea thus sailing 'gainst Rocks Shelves and Sands shall be prevailing And those that thus in sailing wisely strive At last in Heavens fair Haven shall arrive But they so ill a course like wise-ones took As on a Dangerous Rock the Ship is strook And must into a generall shipwrack fall If this Rebellious Warre continue shall In which thou Brown a great Commander art And Brownist art in taking of their part But all this while I cannot but admire What things they are these Rebels do require Is it the true Religion to uphold This to defend our King is wondrous bold His Royall person into th' Field to bring And to his Subjects say Behold your King Compleat in Arms Religion to defend And for the same his dearest blood to spend And in this Cause Prince Charles with valiant spirit Doth nobly seek true Honours fame to merit And in th' atchievement of this glorious work We may behold the Princely Duke of York This sight but seen should make Rebellion cease And move all Subjects to embrace a Peace So often offered by his Royall Grace Why should not this in every Heart take place If in this warre the Royall blood be spilt Can England ever wash away the guilt What is your ayme All Papists out to root Is this the mark whereat your minds do shoot This but suspected Papists on their Guard Would stand and so your Market might be marr'd They do not want the best Intelligence There 's not a Kingdom but they hear from thence And whatsoere against them is debated Is by some speedy means to them related And sure it is that they did understand Three Kingdoms Schismaticks joyn'd hand in hand A strong Rebellion by degrees to raise Whose first beginning should be Scotlands praise And in that work although most closely arted The Papists knew they chiefly should have smarted Have been destroyed every Mothers Child At best should be perpetually exil'd This Myne perceiv'd a Counter Myne was wrought Which to effect in Ireland first was brought Not Papists there they Schismaticks did call As here not Schismaticks were Papists all First Irelands Myne did spring and up were blown The Protestants of English Nation Thus did this bloody Warre take its beginning From Web of woe our Schismaticks were spinning For Papists Now when Ireland thus brâ—ke forth Resolved to go on by Vow and Oath Our Parliament was trusted to addresse Some present means Rebellion to suppresse And Moneys raised were to this intent That presently an Army should be sent To Ireland but then suddenly did break Rebellion forth here mongst our selves to speak The Truth contrived long before Rebellion here increasing more and more By Moneys here for Irelands cause collected An home-bred sad Rebellion was protected Which spareth no mans lively-hood nor life But strikes at all and still doth grow more riâ—e Wherein our good King Charles hath saddest share His sorrows being deep beyond compare His Royall Heart from grief to grief proceeding To see that all his Kingdoms lye a bleeding Herewith when as my mourning Muse had met Teers from my eyes my blotted Papers wet The more because Our King still offer'd Peace Yet Rebels would not from Rebellion cease What hearts have they whence do they draw their might 'gainst King so good can any subject fight But next unto pretens'd Religions cause They say they fight for to maintain the Laws Of Englands Kingdom and the Subjects Right For these they bring their Armies forth to fight O shamelesse boldnesse that dares this averre When all the Kingdoms Laws by this their Warre They overthrow so much as in them lies T' uphold the Kingdoms Laws His Majesties Great Care is known he nothing more desires The Magna Charta's that which he requires Should stand in force of Englands Laws the ground And in that Magna Charta there is found A solemn Curse which doth most sharply speak 'gainst those who shall our Laws foundation break Though not pronounc'd at our Great Courts down setting Yet still it speaks a Curse on those begetting Who shall our Kingdoms National Laws destroy And Childrens Children may that Curse enjoy But this Rebellion Subjects Right doth seek As it the former doth for both alike Are over-thrown by it The Laws maintain The Subjects Right by Law the Subjects gain Their just propriety in every thing This to uphold our just and righteousse King Commands his Judges wherein if they faile The Law doth then against themselves prevaile Faine would the King at White-Hall Palace be That thence he might his Reverend Judges see In Order each unto their Courts to passe O what a singular blessed sight it was For Christ himself doth say Kings reign by me I Judges make my Justice to decree The King and Judges out of this way kept The Kingdom is of her just Laws bereft Who are they then that Subjects Right debarre The King or those that 'gainst the King make Warre Admit some wrongs 'gainst Law the Subjects grieved Were they not by our Gracious King relieved In those last Statutes which he pleas'd to make But now for making Laws new wayes we take The Subject dares against his Soveraigns will Make Laws what Age can president such ill That lawlesse man the Antichrist of Rome Within the bounds of Law will never come Divine and Humane Laws he breaks them all And Ruleth by a power Tyrannicall He standing on high terms doth
proudly say That he will never any King obey His will is that which for a Law shall stand The greatest King must yeeld to his Command That Court whose pride unto such height is Tric't Is sure therein a very Antichrist And every one of Antichrist a Limbe Who hoyseth Sailes and doth his Tacklings trimme Like men of Warre such Actions to defend As do against his King and Countrey bend Your Preachers your seditious Preachers are The Whelps that crie up this Rebellious Warre And say if the Kings party overcome Woe to us all the Kingdom is undone And Popery then the upper-hand shall have This this deer Brâ—thren all the Papists crave Withstand them then prevent our misery Which will be wrought by Papall Tyranny Our Laws will all be then quite overturned And Christ's deer Flock with fire and Fagot burned Let all good Christians then as Scripture saith With might and main strive to defend the Faith Religions Cause is that we have in hand This to defend 'gainst King and Keâ—sar stand Gods word doth warrant that in Cases such We cannot shew our love and zeal too much Such lies they do with monstrous zeal expresse And non-sence words and that in great excâ—sse They box their Desks and Pulpits bottom stamp Are drawn awry as with Convulsions Cramp If loud and fast their lying Tales they tell Thâ—y 〈◊〉 Chuâ—ch men Prâ—â—â—h most monstrous well These are the zealous men for so they 'r call'd That have 〈◊〉 so dangerouâ—â—y â—enthrali'd These and thâ—â— followers full of zeal Igrant But all true â—nowledge and discretion want And hence it is they in their zeal desire To set and see the Kingdom all on fire Yet some thing else Rebellion goes about Which is to root our Kingdoms Honour out The many headed Beast sole Rule would have Our Honour then lies buried in that Grave A Noble people once the English were And did aloft their Honour Nobly beare And shall we now dishonourably choose New shame to get and Antient Honour loose From best to worst from Monarchy to fall To Oligarchy bafest Rule of all Brave Noble mindes in England Nobly bred O're us to Rule Let not that Hydra's head King Charles advance to 's Honours him restore And state this Kingdom as it was before With this let all most wisely be content And strive no more for change of Government Their seeking so the thing for which they sought Hath a most miserable ruine brought Upon this Land The Kingdom rent and torn Is like a City ruin'd and forlorn Those things which did her Glory best adorn Rebellion spoiles and makes of them a scorn Those two most famous Vniversities Fair Englands Beauty and her Starre-bright eyes From whence there did such glorious Lights arise As that the splendour of their glorious shine Did spread it self through every Zone and Clime In all the world Is 't not a wonderous sight To see as now that Sunne-like shining light To be Eclips't whose once most heavenly rayes Was honoured with such deserved praise Those goodly Halls and Stately Colledges The Seed-plots of the liberall Sciences The fountain-heads of every pleasant spring About whose Banks did all the Muses sing Where Schollers liv'd and some so wondrous rare As might for learning with the world compare From whence was wont into the Church to flow Those blessed means which made her glory grow And bring forth fruit of greatest dignity A Reverend Grave and Learned Ministry Who being Orthodox with Spirit bold The Truth 'gainst Romes false Doctrines did uphold But now our Church whoso but looks upon her Shall see her rob'd of all her pristine Honour And Schollers are enforc't to lay aside Their learned Books and for themselves provide As Souldiers furnished in compleat Arms To shield themselves from present threatned harms And save their lives and all their Colledge-Lands Out of the reach of Rebels spoyling hands No Heathens yet would once dare to deface Their Idol-Gods nor to the ground to raze Their Pagan Temples But we now farre worse Then they have rob'd our God and brought a curse Upon us all which may cradicate Our Kingdoms Glory and so leave her state As wholly ruin'd waste and desolate And this to do Rebell on doth not stay But runneth on even in the ready way For next the Church what did our Kingdom grace They seek to spoile and utterly deface The Innes of Chanâ—â—ry and Innes of Court Where Englands Gentry used to resort And study there that they might wisely learn All points of Law with Judgement to discern Those Houses where the Ancients ruled so As all did in a comely order go And able were a King to entertain With Honours due unto his Royall train These all our Honour greatly did augment They did in them a kind of state present Which did the glory of our Land advance Now spoyled by Obnoxious Ignorance Laws Divine Humane Civill Common all Are troden down by force Tyrannicall T is then high time we should our sinnes repent For they are cause of all our punnishment But now because a present bloody broyle The Peace of England doth destroy and spoile What may be done a Peace for to restore To King and Kingdom nothing wisht for more Why This to do I nothing will invent But what I learn by actuall president Romes self it seemes doth now desire a Peace And that all Warres in Christian world may cease Since Gregory the first Surnam'd the Great Vrban the 8th who sate in Romes high seat Of all their Bishops was the very best His like was never found among the rest And this I think of him that suâ—e he would Have been a Protestant if that he could He doubtlesse lov'd a Protestant in 's heart And would not 'gainst them take the Papists part In Germane Warres he nothing would decree On either part but wish't they might agree For whil'st they striv'd each other to confound No Peace could grow out of so bad a ground Experience taught Romes Church this Truth to know When as their Priests did seeds of Treason sow And thereby spoil'd the Protestant Estate And did Reformed Churches ruinate The Plots whereby they kept so great a coyle Themselves thereby at last did chiefly spoile A Peacefull way Romes Bishop then intended Which was of all the best to be commended In outward form the Papists well may stand With Protestants affording friendships hand Each unto other That French Cardinall Who sought a Peace most wisely to enstall In that French Kingdoms Royall Government About that work he with such wisdom went As that by him the Protestants protected Their Faiths Allegiance never was suspected For they themselves did as good Subjects bear Unto their King He had no cause to fear Them any whit at all For as was meet They ready were down at their Soveraigns Feet To lay their lives their Countreys Peace to gain For this they would themselves to th' utmost strain There now when Protestants and
'cause they all foresee The dolefull State of Englands miserie By this accurs'd Rebellion The whole Nation With speed now Posting unto desolation If thou good Subject bee'st remove those fears That make the Land powre out such bleeding tears 'T is more then time this fearfull storm to cease And nothing can â—ffect it but a Peace A happy Peace will both Ecclipses clear And Sunne and Moon in glory shall appear Each brightly shining in their proper spheare And then they will a glorious Peace uprear When Cynthia as a Servant unto Sol With one consent a happy union shall Twixt King and Subjects make and clouds disperse That be or shall be to our Peace averse This to effect Sir William reach thy hand And for thy King with resolution stand For Peace for Peace our Gracious King doth call Peace is that precious Pearl will please us all T is that will make both Church and State to flourish Blest be each Soul the means thereto doth cherish And blest art thou Sir William Waller when With heart and mind to this thou say'st Amen Amen Amen to this Amen say I Amen say all that love His Majesty The Fourth Song My Muse doth now make hast into the North To taste a Messe of Scottish ill made Broth And dine her self with Plummery and Keale Although she makes a very hungry meale And sooth to say and not at all to jest Shee 'l tell you whom she findeth at that feast BRave Limping Lesley Rebels welcome Guest Thy rough and boistrous blast blows North North East A Wind that 's good for neither Man nor Beast And yet inclos'd in Concave of thy brest Like Eolus thou send'st it forth from thence And mak'st thereby a raging violence Which doth produce a fearfull bleeding work All to uphold thy factious Scottish Kirk And bring a proud and up-start Presbytrie To Rule and sway in Englands Monarchie And in this work to further thy intâ—nt A Factious Force from England there is sent So that the Factious in both Kingdoms are Against their King met in Rebellious Warre Working therâ— by each Kingdoms fatall fall And this to do th' art made a Generall Doth Scotlands Kyrk thy actions look upon Allowing Ill that Good may come thereon Gods word then sure is not the Rule whereby They order all their seeming Sanctity All of thy Kyrk condemn I must not dare Among them sure some Learn'd Divines there are Some that are just and good and holy men With all my heart I love and reverence them But for the most the Swing of their intent Is unto Schisme and Faction chiefly bent The Brethren of the Parity are they Which in Rebellions Warre do bear most sway And for a true religious work allow it None of the Faction dare to dis-avow it Thou of that Brother-hood a Brother art And stand'st though halting strongly on their part Say not thou art a true Religious man Thy best is but a Rebel-Puritan Thou giv'st a mocking taunt to Purity And art but pure Religions Enemy Who plainly shew'st by thy Rebellious Course Thou hast no more Religion then a Horse Did ever Pure Religion teach this thing That Subjects might raise Warre against their King For any Cause or seeming good pretence No true Religion unto such offence Doth warrant give That false one doth of Rome Unto whole Tenent thou doest closely come Thus as the Devill to the Collyer cryed Like unto Like So thou with Rome dost side I care not though thou take my words in Snuffe I will not fear to give thy Pride a Cuffe Thy self thy words thy works all rude and rough Are Bastard-like base mis-begotten stuffe But in the wisdom of thine own conceit If thou dost think praise on thy Actions wait Then must I tell thee out of Wisdoms School That thou art left more hopelesse then a Fool The wisest King that ever Scotland bred Whose judgement was with understanding fed In things Divine to cleer each rais'd-up doubt There was like him in all the world through out Not any King It was his full intent To state both Kingdoms in one Government That Scholler like King and King of Schollers He The English and the Scottish Church did see Both of one Faith and that they might agree In Discipline with fuller unity Considering our English Form was found More pure then that of Scotland and more sound His whole endeavours he did then incline That Scots might use the English Discipline And to that end our Service-book he sent To them that they therewith might be content Which if with Ours it did not full agree Upon Complaint it should amended be And rightly judging that Episcopy Was bâ—st agreeing unto Manarchy He laboured that Scotlands Church might have Their learned Bishops godly wise and grave By this one Form of Discipline he knew Both Churches should be one though they were two And might appear full strong in their defence When in them both there was no difference But that blest work most proudly was withstood By those that were the Factious Brother-hood Whose malice did mischievously contrive Their Bishops all at once away to drive And in despight our Service book they throw Out of their Church A better yet I trow Nay more I dare 'gainst any undertake Those Factious Fooles could not can ever make Scarce one so good Of one thing I am sure The Scriptures Test it will throughout endure Here now begins Rebellion forth to break And Rebels mouths most lavishly do speak Gainst Gods Annoynted and belch out this lie That he did mean to bring in Poperie A thing which never came into his thought As knowing wel what works proud Rome hath wrought Yet now he finds his factious Subjects all Are in their works Rome-like Tyrannicall And thou proud Generall a man accurst If not the worst of all yet next the worst Do'st as a Chiefe in their Society Uphold this work of damn'd Impiety And with thee joyn our English Schismaticks The bratts of Hagar full of mocking tricks Our Mother-Church you all most proudly scorn As Hagar Sarah and each Isaack born Of hâ—r blest womb each childe of promise must With you as Off-scummes out of doore be thrust None are a Church but those of your new faction Lo how you joyn with Rome in this your action And this your monstrous buiâ—ding up to reare Against your King you proudly Arms do beare For why such sonnes of Desperation Can give themselves a Dispensation Two famous Kingdoms thus confounded are By Civill most uncivill barbarous warre The secret plot which did this work contrive Got life long since though then not seen alive To Luds great Town was sent from Edens land The Contract which fast joyned hand in hand This factious Crew by Vow and Oath to make This rue-full warre which dangerously doth shake Of either Kingdom their most strong foundation And threatneth both with direfull desolation For now ye see the Scottish Covenanter His Covenant dares to English Lords preferre
to winâ—e The Proveth bids us to remember this One day a Mother and a Step-dame is But yet me thinks that erring Knight should see The hand of God his providence to be The working cause that made him then to flie Even when he thought t'have gain'd the victory For into Bristoll newes there Posting flies That he by Conquest had driv'n to Devise His old Comrade a Noble Generall On whom a sudden Accident did fall That to Devise did cause him to retire Which made Sir William's Pride such height aspire That he presum'd and so his braggs did make In three dayes space the Town Devise to take And unto Bristoll as a Prisoner bring That Noble Knight prov'd faithfull to his King But in the ruffe of that his swelling pride God did for him in Justice so provide That he which did conceited Conquest boast Was conquerâ—d and compell'd away to post As fast as he upon his Horse could flie And to his Troops Ride Ride aloâ—d did cry And well he might for then he did behold That brave Prince Maurice coming on so bold One which deserves that Character to have Which Homer once â—â—to Achilles gave He wisely knew an Army to command And to a fight would stoutly valiant stand He first took notice of Sir William's fear And bids fall on they 'r running in the Rear And then that Knight though hurt before by chance Doth from Devise into the field advance And marcheth on 'gainst them who proudly said He shall no more King Charles his party aide And yet he did The Noble Prince and He The spoile of their proud Enemies did see Though Wallers Horse had sav'd themselves by flight Yet all his Foot amazed at the sight Stood in a Body knew not how to fight And those that did resistance being vain Were almost all on heaps together slain But few escap'd that were not Prisoners took God then that pack of Rebels had forsook Their Colours Ordnance Carriages were lost And Cornets thrown from some that well were Horst Sir William's Camp was then Camp'd under Feet Such just reward was for Rebellion meet And he like a right beaten Souldier sent To Bristoll there his sad fate to lament Sir William Waller think upon this thing My Muse her lines unto thy self doth bring That so thy wisdom might perceive Gods hand To be the strength which did thee then withstand And sure it was to thee in mercy done That thou no more a Rebels course should'st run Then time was given unto thee to repent But thou that time hast to this time mispent It was thy Pride and Pride foreruns a fall Remember this Rebellions Generall The Royall Person of thy King lay not That thou do'st love when in Rebellions plot Thou runnâ—st on and in thy Soveraigns sight Thou daâ—'st against his Royall Person fight Whose vertues do deserve a better love Then that thou should'st thine hand against him move I do not know that e're I saw thine eye I know thine Image in Bath Church doth lie Which I full many a time have look't upon And seen as much as could be seen in stone One thing I 'me sure of viewing thee enshrin'de I often with the good Duke Humphrey din'de There Souldier-like in Arms compleat thou art To shew thou canst discharge a Souldiers part With such a valiant wise dexterity As may some great Commander dignifie Now when my Muse did think upon thee thus My thoughts did then their pressing griefs discusse That such an one as thou so worthy a Knight Should'st 'gainst thy King so like a Rebell fight Whereby thou canst expect unto thy name No Honour but an everlasting shame My thoughts then me unto a wondring led That one of thy good parts a Scholler bred Should so much blindnesse to the world bewray As not to see what 's clearer then the day Thou needst must know the cause by thee defended Doth stand by Law of God and man condemned Have Oaths and Vowes of reason thee bereft Such Oathes and Vowes are better broke then kept Thus in Bath-Church of thee my thoughts have talked When with a sorrowing soul I there have walked These were my thoughts which now I do disclose Unto thy self Thy Anger I suppose I shall not to my self procure thereby And if so be I do yet what caâ—e I I 'me poore enough already made a scorn My Age by proud ones being overborn My Youth I 'me sure could soon the means have wrought Which them more wit and manners might have taught From those that are indu'd with Noble mind I cannot but expect respect to find I Souldiers love and must A Souldier I Was of the Queens of blessed memory In thee Sir William I do nothing hate But that thou dost thy Countrey â—uinate And 'gainst thy King and Countrey bearest Arms Working thereby thy Kings and Countries harms And though I know my lines no praise can merit As being penn'd with a distracted spirit Yet seeing I have heard thou learned art In hidden words I will my mind impart Hows'ever lik't this Truth be understood I truly wish my King and Couuntries good The Moon we know hath but a borrowed Light She put betwixt the Sun and human sight Makes Sunnes Ecclipse as now we see it made Which clouds the Kingdom in a darkned shade â—rather wish the Moons Ecclipse to see Than by the Moon the Sunne Ecclips'd should be That of the Moon doth Mortals little trouble That of the Sunne doth Morrals horror double Moons body put twixt us and Sunnes great light The beams of Majesty which should shine bright Are so Ecclips'd as that a pitch-black night So dark'ned hath fair Englands Hemisphere As nothing but prodigious flames appear And Clouds of smoak whose inside lin'd with Thunder Our Kingdom muffles both aloft and under And in this storm of Subjects foul revolt Thy self is made a tearing Thunder-bolt Although thou know'st and that unto thy cost That twice thou hast thy Thundering Pieces lost Yet fire remains involved in thy cloud Whose breaking forth bespeaketh ruine loud And some fierce flames of lightning thou mak'st flie Which may endanger Soveraign Majesty O! what a Torrent hath our Peace uprent With bloods expence most prodigally spent By thee encreas'd who like a Blazing Starre Portendest nought but ruine by this Warâ—e A burning Comet doth not ever last Thy flame hath burn'd too long in time forepast It seemes thy wrath into thy mind had sent A massie wad of slâ—my stuffe not spent In three yeers burning What is 't thy desire As Phaëton to set the world on fire Quench in thy self the flame thy self hast kindled Râ—pentant Teares with Faith and Love when mingled Will do the deed and cause thee wisely then To help to quench like fire in other men Behold thy mournfull King in sorrows share So deep none found mongst all his Subjects are Yet all good Subjects have enough to make Their stouter hears to quake if not to ake Yea break in pieces
Papists meet They do most lovingly each other greet If such a course mongst us were wisely taken The Sword of Warre should be no longer shaken Against our Peace Our King should Papists find As Protestants in France to bear like mind Then Protestants and Papists surely would Our King and Kingdoms Peace alike uphold And those that did attempt this way to trie They did not deal therein unfaithfully Shall I for this a Papist judged be And one that would uphold Romes Popery 'Twixt Roman Church and Poperies rule therein I know not but a difference may be seen Romes Church had once no Vniversall Power But was in Faith and Truth a Church like our Romes being of a Church not quite distruct Rome still a true Church is though much corrupt From Rome as shee 's a Church we do not sever But where she is corrupt in that we leave her The Scripture hath to us this truth revealed We Babilon would heal she 'd not be healed Come out of her Corruptions then with haste Lest staying in them we her judgements taste Romes Church that was we must thereof allow We onely shunne those vile corruptions now Which are in Rome and do that Church deface We dare not for our Souls such stuffe embrace With Papists yet in outward things we may Hold such a Peace as doth not Truth gainsay This Truth Saint Paul doth by his Doctrine reach And so indeed doth his example preach To Jewes a Jew to Greeks a Grecian Paul Would shew himself becoming all to all That he might by his sacred Ministry Gain some to Christ And why then may not I In imitation of so holy a Saint My self with those of Roman stamp acquaint When Paul himself doth thus the Church advise Have Peace with all as much as in you lies This may be done Faith kept uprightly sound For we our Faith upon Gods word do ground The sacred certain grounds of our Salvation Our Church will hold without an alteration Those Fundamentals are and must be kept Romes newer Creed by us to Rome is left But to disturb the Peace of God and King For what is but a Circumstantiall thing A Ceremony we in sober sadnesse Do utterly abhorre such factious madnesse Who for such things themselves in Faction sute A Bride-well School may best with them dispute And still the better honest minds to stay And drive from them all jealous fears away Let no man fear in Christian world to see The Papall Monarchy advanc'd to be Free Kings and Princes now so wise are grown As under Christ they know to hold their own And not admit Romes Papall Jurisdiction Which to the world hath wrought such great affliction Shall it again a work of praise be counted To mount up him by whom themselves dismounted Have been so shamefully Kings will nor be The Stirrop-holders to Romes Papacy The Pope His Asse the Emperour shall be No more brought on the stage to make up three Romes Triple-Crowned Prince shall at no rate With what is theirs nor they with his estate Once meddle He his Oare shall never thrust Into anothers boat for that 's unjust And so will prove when Judgement once comes thither When He and Rome in flames shall burn together Christ's Church to have an Vniversall Head Besides himself must not be seen nor said Pope Gregory the Great shot not beside The mark who call'd it Antichristian pride Deer Protestants then let your hopes not quaile For of great power is truth and will prevaile All Protestants in truth who tightly are Let them the Peace of God and King preferre Gods Spirit which into all Truth doth lead In Scripture for the Churches Peace doth plead And doth beseech to mark with diligence The causers of all Schism and difference And to avoid them For indeed such are The causers raisers of Rebellious Warre I would to God each Brownist Seperatist Each Anabaptist and each Familist The brats of strife and workers of Division Whose Tenets Sound Divines have in Derision Were either banish't out of Englands ground Or here to punish them some course were found Laws ready made if executed well Have Force enough their Factions to refell These have a new Division made most strange Which hath in Subjects wrought a dangerous change The Person of the King they set a side And to the Laws His Royall Power divide A strange Division whereby Subjects may Rebell against their King yet Laws obey When as the Laws do in the King subsist His Royall Person gives to them their list If Laws be none of his whose are they then The Laws of Subjects given to other men Who as themselves are Subjects and no more This is a strain of wit not known before A Constable with power is heard to say I charge you in the Kings name to obey His Laws then in his Person do subsist And those who them His Person do resist His Crown and Dignity and every thing Which doth adorn the Person of a King These are the Sophisters whose slye dispute Enwrapt the Kingdom in a Mourning Suâ—e Had five of them at first been put away It had been happy for us at this day Westminster builded was a Monument Of Regall State and power Magnificent Westminster now a Monument hath built Which staines her Glory with Rebellions guilt That Cloud dispers't a Sunne will shine upon her And her restore unto her Ancient Honour The Kings and Countreys Peace from her shall flow And make them both in glory up to grow That man or woman is too much to blame Whose heart and mind doth not desire the same If Protestants would all in one agree That true Religion might upholden be And as dâ—er Children of our holy Mother The Church of Christ in England love each other And keep the truth of Faith with full consent Submitting to our Churches Government We then might Peace enjoy and every one Be both true Christian and good Subject known And let not Fools though they Divisions see Think that mongst us no Church of Christ can be The Spouse though black yet like the tents of Keder She comely is and on the mounts of Bether * Her glorious Husband Iesus Christ is found As Roe or Hart about that Hilly ground In Christ his Church offences will fall out But woe to those by whom they 'r brought about know Christ knows his own they him their Shep heard This Church of Christ no power can overthrow In England Christ hath his beloved choice And those are they who hearken to his voice And follow him unto their last of breath And hee 'l prâ—serve them both in life and death His Church as Tirzah doth appear in sight Most beautifull her glory shining bright And as an Army terrible is shee With Banners spread Her foes will fear to see The Majesty of Her well ordered form Which threatneth them with a most fearfull storm The Captain of Iehovahs Host doth lead The Battell on He for his
Church will plead And those who will not his commands obey He all of them will in his presence slay This Church is Solomons delightfull Bed For whose defence His Warrâ—ers expert bred About it stands and will defend it well As valiants for his chosen Israel In Arms they watch their Armour shining bright Because of fears which may be in the night There Legions of Angels pitch their Tents Right glorious is the strength of that defence Which keeps the Church In it Divisions bred Shall ne're divide the Body from her Head There is a time in which her Warres shall cease The unity of Spirit in bond of Peace Shall then be kept when Subjects and their King Unto their God shall thankfull Praises sing And wouldst thou Brown be of that Heavenly Quire A better spirit must thy soul inspire Then that thou now dost breathe with For above Know that there is no roome for such as love And live in wayes of Blood and Rebels are To God and his Annointed Such are farre Out of the way to Heaven I must thee tell It is thy Case thy wayes lead swift to Hell Thy soul is sick unto the death O take Some course that may thy Soul right healthy make I once will be thy Doctor and will give Thee a Receipt which us'd will make thee live Ith'state of Grace a Christian sound and right To God-ward and thy King That when the night Of death shall come thou shalt thy Saviour see Unto thy endlesse joyes embracing thee And here because the Trade thou best dost know Is that of Wood-monger I will thee show To make a Faggot which shall do the deed And work a perfect cure in thee with speed A Faggot of full length and equall size It shall be and beyond all wordly prize Take thou Repentance Faith Hope Love with these Take Peace these to the purpose will thee please Faith joynes with Truth Hope will not them forsake Loves joynes the sticks and Peace the bond doth make Which binds the Faggot strongly up together Such Faggots make for London send them thither Lud's people move of thee to buy their wood Wood-mongers Wharf hath none that 's hall so good Full sure I am were it their hearts desire Of Faggots of this kind to make their Fire It would their cold and frozen joynts refresh And make them new and hearty joyes expresse Their Gates they 'd open and their Bells would ring And Bonefires make to entertain their King And curse the day that they seduced were Against their King and Countrey to appeare In Arms They then would learn to hate That Factious Crue which hath abus'd the state Yea they would deeply then abhorre themselves Because they have been such ungracious Elves To forward this Rebellion Such a Crime Each circumstance considered no time Before did yeeld the like Then out of hand Knock off and do not like a Rebell stand Against a King thou know'st right gracious is A King so prompt to pardon thine amisse He for his Peoples good so deerly loves The thing call'd Peace that every stone he moves To gain it Then unto thy King coms in And let Rebellion be no more thy sinne Peace is a Lady beautifull and sweet Who wooes her winnes her and doth blessings meet Which Crown the Christian heart for she doth bring That which will make us here and eversing And therefoâ—â— let all Christians undertake To follow Peace for Iesus Christ his sake The seventh Song Say not to whom for that 's already said By him to say who will not be afraid LOrd Say how well thy own bru'de Ale doth taste And thou shalt find it sharp and sowre at last When thou thy Generall and thy Colonell Fines Do reap the guerdon of black Treasons lines Say Say no more nor of Religion bost A Rebell Schismatick th' art at the most For true Religion never yet durst take Up Arms 'gainst Gods Annointed and to make Rebellion seeme to be a Lawfull thing For Subjects to rebell against their King Was this the Roundnesse of your Round-heads plot Roundly 'mong Rebbels to cast in their lot The Brooks whose streames your blotted hopes did nourish One Muskets shot spoil'd all that painted flourish And shew'd the fall of those whose foul intents Are masked up in Gospell Ornaments As Sathan shining in an Angels light Such is the glory of an Hypocrite And such is thine thy base Hypocrisie Will close thy name in endlesse infamy Woe woe be to thee thou hast brought a shame On thy Religion and Professions name Then what thou dost there 's no more shamefull thing Then let it shame and shames confusion bring As recompence upon the heads of those Rebels who are our Kings and Countreys foes To what is said who more can any say How to prevent the coming of that day When all the Sayes shall say and saying think The sowrest dreggs of their own Ale to drink It true repentance could possesse the mind Then Gods Annointed they should suâ—rly find As God himself most ready to forgive Say so so do and in so doing live Or else run on in Treasons villany And dye a death that dyes eternally FINIS * Joshua 6. 4. Seven Trumpets of Rams-Hornes Judges 7. 16. Gâ—deons 300. broken Pit hers 1 Sam. 17. 49. Young little and unarmed David with a Stone and a Slinge to overcome and slay the triple armed Gyant great Goliah Iob. 20. 6 7. * In the Reign of Edw. 2. * 41. H. 3. In the time of that mad Parliament at Oxford called The Assembly of Rebels This King Hâ—n 3. Reigned 56. yeers and saw the fall of all his Enemies And his Sonne Edw. 1. Reigned wondrous happily and by his Subjects was supplied most bountifully and never contradicted by any Parliam So may it be with our K. Charles Amen * Edward the 2. Imprisoned in Berkley Castle and there cruelly murthered and Richard the second Imprisoned in Pontefract Castle and there murthered Both these Kings were deposed by unlawfull Assemblies which were not rightly to be called Parliaments Ipsa dies mater quandoque noverca est * William of Nassaw Pro Deo Pro Rege pro Grege pro Lege * See Heylins Geography of Brittish Isles pag. 510. English men for that they wonneth them to drunkennesse to Treason and to rechlesnesse of Gods house first by Danes and then by Normans and the third time by Scots whom they holden least worth of all they shallen be overcome Then the world shall be unstable and so divers and variable that the unstablenesse of thoughts shall be betokened by many manner diversity of Cloathing * Odi Sophistam qui sibi non sapit Brownists Greenway Barrow Penry Penry flies to Scotland They will have Kings unto them subjected Kings Supremacy Two sorts of Brownists The first sort They Rule against our Church Their Reverend Fathers Their zealous Prayers They raile against Bishops The singular piety of Roman Bishops in the first 300. yeers Bishop's Subject to the Emâ—perour Boniface the Pope the first Roman Bishop that exaâ—â—d himself above all other Bishops The number of the Beast 666. made up in him How Boniface came to be Vniversall Bishop by Phocas Many Papists good Suâ—jects The Authâ—rs disaffection to Popery Our Laws of Force to keep out Popery * The false Scandall of Bishops bringing in Popery * His Majesty unjustly Scandalized for intending to bring in Popery a Though the late Roman Bishops have erred from the Truth yet the Bishops of the Church of England have stoutly defended the Truth b Our Princes have stood for it King Edward Queen Elizabeth King James King Charles Olâ—â—Romes Religion and our now-Religion all 〈◊〉 Brownists except against the Churches set Forms of Prayer And are answered Num. 10. 25. â—0 Num. 6. 22 to 27. The compilers of our Common-Prayer Book Brownists despise the Lords Prayer Barrow Brownistâ— against wholsome Ceremonies They ought not to seperate from the Church for things indifferent The second sort of Brownists Burton Bastwick Prynne Great undertakers Rebellion upon meere Iealousies The Princ's Care to keep out Popery The upholding of true Religion pretended by the Rebels but truly performed by King Charles The Rebels intent to root out Papists The Schismaticks of all three Kingdoms joyn to make up this Rebellion Scotland must begin it Rebellion in Ireland The Moneys gathered for suppressing the Rebels in Ireland converted to maintain Rebellion in England The Rebels pretend maintaining the Laws a cause of taking up Arms The Subjects Right destroyed by this Rebellion Seditious Ministers the summe of their Sermons This Rebellion would root out the honourable that the common people might rule What is to be done to restore Peace Pope Urban the 8. Protestants and Papists to live lovingly together The French Cardinall Romes Church was as ours now is * That is to say Divisions