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The subjects joy for the Kings restoration, cheerfully made known in a sacred masque gratefully made publique for His Sacred Majesty / by the author of Inqvisitio Anglicana.
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Sadler, Anthony, b. 1610.
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Loe this is the man that tooke not god for his strenght but trusted vnto the multitude of his riches and strengthen'd himselfe in his wickedness P s 52 7 * Ieroboam Regno Regnaâ—i 〈◊〉 Sis Sine regno Sold at the greyhound in St Pauls Church yeard THE SUBJECTS JOY FOR The Kings Restoration Cheerfully made known IN A Sacred MASQUE Gratefully made publique FOR His saCRed Majesty By the Author of INQVISITIO ANGLICANA 2 KING XI 12. And he brought forth the Kings Son and put the Crown upon him and gave him the Testimony and they made him King and Anointed him and clapt their hands and said God save the KING LONDON Printed in the year of Grace for James Davis and are to be sold at the Greyhound in St. Pauls Church-yard 1660. To His EXCELLENCY The Lord General MONCK Heroick Sir THE present affairs of this Kingdom are so providentially managed by God so prudentially by You and so happily opportunely for the building up the Ruins and repairing of the Breaches both in Church and State that the Factionist malignes the Temporist admires and Royallist congratulates so hopeful a beginning Let it not then displease my Lord if now one of those poor grateful Royallists hath in this spring of hope so cheerful a boldness as to beg the favour of your Excellency to Patronize this Peece This Peece I confess is Theatrical New and Strange Strange but yet Pertinent New but yet Serious and Theatrical but yet Sacred Nor am I in This either singular or affected while Apollinarius and Nazianzen two antient Fathers of the Primitive Church are known to be exemplary in this very way The truth is I am now upon the well-tun'd Put with my Palm and my Psalm to chant an Hosanna for the Kings Reception I am now upon the joyful Stage to play the devout Comaedian and by a new Triumphal to court the affections of the most Disloyall Upon the Stage I am that as by a true reflection to shew the radiancy of my divine zeal so I might by congruous Divinity render Corah notwithstanding his holy Plea Rebellious and Treason notwithstanding Garnet's Straw and Becket's Canonization in the Abstract hateful both to God and man Religion and Allegience are the wings of the soul to mount her unto Heaven and the present Masque is but to preserve the Beauty of so fair an Allegation and to attest before the world my utter abhorrency of the least Confederation against the Higher Powers Oh Sir may the Higher Powers be as safe as sacred and may That SaCRed Person into whose hands God by his Grace Nature by Descent and the Law by Right have successively given the Globe and the Scepter may He ah may He be as happy as He is Good and as Good as He is Great the Best of Men crowned with the Best of Blessings Sir your Excellency is now the Renowned Instrument of wonderful Transactions In the name of God go on and prosper Certainly my Lord if your auspicious self shall with this hopefully-happy Parliament go on to Act for God and the good of his distressed People By Enthroning The most Illustrious Prince And Our Lawful King Charles the Second For the Setling of the State For the Reforming of the Church For the Establishing of the Lawes And the Maintaining our Reiigion That most true Protestant Religion Of the Church of England I am confident You shall as surely Prosper in having The Holy Spirit of God to be Your Guid The holy Angels of God to be Your Guard Here to be Famous and Hereafter to be Glorious as there is a God in Heaven So Believeth and Affirmeth Ever Devoted To God His Prince And Countrey Anthony Sadler TO THE Candid Reader THis is the Month this is That Month of Marth Which Tunes our Noats to sing our Princes Birth This is that Month this is The Month of May Which Loyall London cals her Holy-day The Prince as now new Born from the wombe Of Hardest Travail is Deliver'd Come The Midwifery of Heaven doth Present A saCRed Monarch to the Parliament And That to Us and We to Heaven again Present our Thanks and Bless our Soveraign Rejoyce my soul to see the Prince of Worth The Worlds wonder brought so Timely forth Rejoyce Blest Prince thy Throne is blest with Peace Thy welcome Income makes our Wars to cease Rejoyce my Fellow-Subjects All as One Congratulate the Rising of This Sonne Whose Royall Lustre hath dispell'd our Fears And Clouds of Grief to drop with Joyful Tears Anthony Sadler In this MASQVE are 6. Shewes 10. Speeches 3. Songs The Persons in the several Shews Speaking the several Speeches Are Psyche King David King Abijah His Queen-Mother Two Dukes his Brothers The High Priest The Lord General The Prophet Shemaiah The Scene For the Land is Canaan For the Place is Bethel For the Person is Jeroboam A Divine Masque The private Speech OF The AVTHOR In Society with his Friends to entertain the Time before the Masque begun YOu know Dear Friends That Video Vindico is God's Motto upon Traitors but it is our duty to wait Gods time for he that shall come will and he that will come is to the help of his Anointed God hath in mercy made his people to return return to their duty of Praying for the King His very Name now is pretious his Presence long'd for and a General joy attends the hope to see him in his Throne So that now seeing the Royal Son begin to rise and my Loyal fancy to be as lucky as divine My heart reviv'd my Muse rejoyc'd to bring Her Off-spring out to welcome in the King Two Virgins dress'd in Print with blest accord To give a Salve unto our Soveraign Lord. The Elder is a Sybillian and to acheer the King doth by a Prophetick Pen write a Praediction in a Lamentation The Younger is a Masquer and she also to acheer the King doth by pretty Scenes praesagingly-praeact his just Inauguration They are Both the Issue of one Parent Legitimate and Loyal but upon the very Conception of the Masquer much troubled I was on whom and where and how to lay the Scene I once thought to have made England the Nation Westminster the Place and then My purpose was the Powder-traitors Plot For to have made my Subject and their Lot To Ruine cast have shewn I had thought T o've made their way a Warning and had brought Examples pertinent prophane but ture To make their shame as fearful as its due But this not fully reaching to the aim Of what I would I then begun again Consulted God and took my Object higher I made my Subject sacred and came nigher To shew a Traitors Doom from Scripture then I pitch'd on Zedekiah Knowing well That Zedekiah when he did Rebell Against th' Covenant made and Oath he took To be the King of Babels Vice-Roy look Oh how the faithful God did take to heart The wrong thus offer'd unto Either Part His 1 Name the Heathens 2
and Spoil and no Religion have As Beasts of Prey they have devouring Paws As bloody Tyrants they have broke all Laws The Laws of God Of Nature And the Land And Crown'd their Treason with Supreme Command Yet God's not mov'd Except it be to Bless Such Ill Proceedings with a good Success At night He guards them in their safe Reposes And when 't is Day He trims their Heads with Roses This makes them bragg Their Cause is most Divine And Stately Fortune makes their Cause to Shine This makes Me grieve For This I come to know The Reason why the wicked Prosper so With that Asoft-small-voyce deep silence brake And thus This Answer to the Question spake The Oracle Let God be true and every man a Lyar The Bramble-bush is but at best a Bryar It cannot be a Cedar The wicked may Walk in the broader but not safer way To stand upon a Pinacle in pride Is very vain and perilous beside The more the wicked have the more 's their score Upon the Audit-Book to reckon for They are the less excus'd in having thus All as they would exceeding prosperous Their prosperous State is as a Chance that 's cast And lucky Chances do not alwayes last Their only Portion on the Earth is given Excluded ever from a part in Heaven They are the Rods of God and when his turn Is serv'd upon his Children he will burn Their seeming Chrystall is but reall Ice They slide and fall and perish in a trice Their former Honour shall be quite forgot And Jeroboam with his fame shall rot He and all Rebells do ride post to Hell And this for Truth the Oracle doth tell Then let thy Faith and Hope and Love be firm Whoere's aboard it 's God that sits at th'Stern He will thee guide with Councell If thou lov'st him And never fail thee Whensoere thou prov'st him Continue constant in thy fervent praying Hee 'l Crown thy Expectation And my saying Then was a noyse of chearfull Musique heard And sights of Joy and Angels seen appear'd And therewithall The Third Shew's presented being A stately Pallace wherein was a Room of Alablaster hang'd with Cloth of Gold richly and curiously Embroydered with the lively and Emboss'd Imagery of David and Solomon with the History of both in the Hangings were severall Rowes of Jewels whose Lustre was irradiant and as so many Starres enlightened all the Room whereinto attended by Fifty Persons all cloth'd alike in Coats of Crimson Velvet with green Sattin sleeves their Stockings green Silk with Garters and Roses of Gold and Crimson came The King of Judah The Queen his Mother Two Dukes his Brothers The High-Priest The Levites The Generall of the Army And the Captain of the Guard The King Queen and Princes sate in their Chairs of State All the rest at a distance sate bare-headed Then the King lifting up his Eyes and Hands to Heaven smote upon his Breast and thus his minde express'd in The Third Speech It makes us sport to play with Easie Cares When Heavier make us Dumb. The Greater Fears Put Speech it self to silence and the Ears To hear no Language but the Voyce of Tears Yet I Th' unhappy Grand-Sonne of that King Whose Wealth and Wisedome Power and Peace do ring With Everlasting Fame I I am Hee Must hear such Fame blasphem'd by Obloquie Must Hear 't and doe And Speak on 't too Was ever Grief like mine I am the Object wrongfully displac'd Of Honour sham'd and Majesty debas'd Of Favour much despis'd of Power made weak Of SaC Red Peace made Civil Peace to break Was ever Case like mine My Kingdome 's Ravisht Aud my Virgin Throne Basely's Deflowr'd by Rebellion My Royall Robe is rent My Scepter broke My Crown is fallen And the Loyall Yoak Of Legall Tribute to my greater crosse With scorn is torn to my greatest losse Was ever wrong like mine The Traytors fury is without respect Of Persons and of Duty Their neglect Doth know no Bounds They will doe as they say Their Will 's their Law and with their Swords they sway Were ever Foes like mine These With their Old Projector to our woe Have caus'd our grief and grievous overthrow These Fought to kill my Father And can I Expect good Quarter from such Soldiery Alas they are in human And no means Of Princely Favour Shining from the Beams Of Majesty it self Can make them know Or once acknowledge They subjection owe To any but the stronger These be they Whom self-advantage turns any way Were ever Foes like mine And such as these Or rather just the same Were some that fled and to our Party came Came but as Spies And so it prov'd at length We lost their duty when we lost our strength Were ever Friends like mine This In my Fathers Reign was sadly true And what can I against so false a Crue They have disclaim'd my Right And few or none But only God 's my Consolation I am by SaCRed and by Civill claim To all the Tribes the Lawfull Soveraign Yet I their KING Must see my Right made Voyd And all Allegiance to my Crown destroy'd Was ever Realm like mine What shall I say I am an Exile driven To Forrein parts And of my Home bereaven What shall I doe Alas wherere I goe My Life 's in danger by a cruel Foe I know not whom to trust And all my care Is how my Subjects in my Fate will fare Ah me forsaken and forlorn Nor Realm nor Wrongs Nor Case nor Grief Nor Foes nor Friends Were ever like to mine With that he sigh'd and ceas'd And then begun The Mother Queen And thus bespake her Son in The Fourth Speech My dearest Son and Soveraign Hear I pray A Mothers Counsell and her words obey It 's true Your Case so sad and Grief so deep O'reflowes the tears of Mourners hir'd to weep Your Verball Friends but Reall Foes in Deeds The deepest Grief and saddest Case exceeds Your Realm's in Common And in Chief your wrong Outvyes the Cryes of Hadadrimmons tongue Yet May'nt base Fear your Noble heart surprize For we do'nt know nor may the mysteries Of God's permissive Providence Oh no His winding Feet upon the Waters goe There is no Tract nor Line nor Rule whereby His Paths to finde or Footsteps to descry Yet In an hopefull wonder see 't is Day Although the Sun 's Eclips'd His Lightsome Ray Will pierce ere long the darkest Clouds Your Crown And Throne and Scepter may be hurled down Your Forces beaten And your Self made flie With dreadfull speed for your security In outward shew past Help Admit yet then The Lord of Hosts can Rally up agen By Him Kings Reign And upon whom he please He Crowns the Issues of his close Decrees His Prescience is a Secret And we must Submit in Duty to His Will And trust his Word Reveal'd For why we cannot tell How soon the Traitor shall be dragg'd to Hell God hath his Time Then use what means you can To Repossesse your