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A55276	Poems on affairs of state from the time of Oliver Cromwell, to the abdication of K. James the Second. Written by the greatest wits of the age. Viz. Duke of Buckingham, Earl of Rochester, Lord Bu-------st, Sir John Denham, Andrew Marvell, Esq; Mr. Milton, Mr. Dryden, Mr. Sprat, Mr. Waller. Mr. Ayloffe, &c. With some miscellany poems by the same: most whereof never before printed. Now carefully examined with the originals, and published without any castration.	Buckingham, George Villiers, Duke of, 1628-1687.	1697 (1697)	Wing P2719A; ESTC R26563	139,358	261

the same 1674 p. 106 〈◊〉 the Lord Mayor and Court of Aldermen presenting the late King and Duke of York each with a Copy of their Freedoms 1674 by the same p. 112 〈◊〉 Blood 's stealing the Crown by the same p 115 ●●rther Instructions to a Painter 1670 by the same Ibid. ●ceana and Britannia a Dialogue by the same p. 117 〈◊〉 his Excellent Friend Mr. Andrew Marvell p. 122 〈◊〉 Epitaph on the Lord Fairfax by the Duke of Buckingham p. 123 〈◊〉 Essay upon tho Earl of Shaftsbury's Death p. 125 〈◊〉 Satyr in Answer to a Friend p. 128 〈◊〉 Character of the English in allusion to Tacitus de Vita Agric. p. 131 ●ollen with his Flock of Court Misses p. 132 ●●r Tho. Armstrong's Ghost p. 135 ●he Royal Game or a Princely New Play found in a Dream 1672 p. 136 ●he Dream of the Cabal a Prophetick Satyr 1672 p. 137 ●n the three Dukes killing the Beadle on a Sunday Morning Feb. 26. 1670 p. 147 ●he History of Insipids a Lampoon 1676 by the Lord Roch r p 149 ●ochester's Farewell to the Court 1680 p. 154 Marvell's Ghost by Mr. Jo. Ayloffe p. 16● The True Englishman 1686 p. 16● On the young Statesmen by J D n 1680 p. 16● Portsmouth's Looking-glass by the Lord Roch r p. 16● The Impartial Trimmer 1682 p. 16● Bajazet to Gloriana 1683 p. 16● On King Charles by the Earl of Rochester for which we he was banish'd the Court and turn'd Mountebank p. 17● Cato's Answer to Libanius when he advised him to go and consult th● Oracle of Jupiter Hamon translated out of the Ninth Book of Lucan p. 17● The Lord Lucas's Ghost 1687 p. 17● An Epitaph on Algernoon Sidney p. 17● The Brazen Head p. 17● The Answer to it Ibi● Upon the Execrable Murther of the Right Honourable Arthur Earl 〈◊〉 Essex p. 17● An Essay upon Satyr by J. D n Esq p. 179 Upon an undeserving and ungratefull Mistress whom he could not hel● loving p. 186 The Town Life p. 19● A Satyr on the Modern Translators 1684 p. 19● The Parliament-House to be Lett 1678 p. 19● Advice to Apollo 1678 Ibid The Duel of the Crabs by the Lord B st occasion'd by Sir R. H● his Duel of the Stags p 20● Instructions to his Mistress how to behave her self at Supper with he● Husband 1682 p. 20● The Sessions of the Poets to the Tune of Cook Lawrel p. 20● Desire a Pindarick p. 21● On the Prince's going to England with an Army to restrore the Government 1688 p. 21● On his Royal Highness's Voyage beyond Sea March 3d. 1678 p. 21● The Rabble 1680 p. 21● A New Song of the Times 1683 p. 21● The Battle-Royal A Dream 1687 p. 22● An Epitaph upon Felron who was hang'd in Chains for Murdering th● Old Duke of Buckingham Written by the late Duke of Buckingham p. 24● An Answer to Mr Waller's Poem on Oliver's Death called the Storm Written by Sir W G p. 24● Clarindon's House-Warming Printed formerly with the Directions to 〈◊〉 Painter Writ by an unknown Hand p. 24● Royal Resolutions By A. Marvell Esq p. 25● On the Lord Chancellour H e's Disgrace and Banishment by King Charles II. p. 25● The Parallel 1682. p. 254 The perfect Enjoyment by the Earl of Rochester p. 25● A Satyr against Marriage by the same p. 25● ADDENDA In Opposition to Mr. Dryden's Essay on Satyr 1689. p. 16● POEMS ON State Affairs A Panegyrick on O. Cromwell and his Victories By E. Waller Esq. WHile with a strong and yet a gentle Hand You bridle Faction and our Hearts command Protect us from our selves and from the Foe Make us unite and make us Conquer too Let partial Spirits still aloud complain Think themselves injur'd that they cannot Reign And own no liberty but where they may Without controul upon their Fellows prey Above the Waves as Neptune shew'd his Face To chide the Winds and save the Trojan Race So has your Highness rais'd above the rest Storms of ambition tossing us represt Your drooping Country torn with Civil hate Restor'd by you is made a glorious State The Seat of Empire where the Irish come And the unwilling Scot to fetch their doom The Sea 's our own and now all Nations greet With bending Sails each Vessel in our Fleet. Your pow'r resounds as far as Wind can blow Or swelling Sails upon the Globe may go Heaven that has plac'd this Island to give Law To balance Europe and her State to awe In this Conjunction does our Britain smile The greatest Leader to the greatest Isle Whether this Portion of the World were rent By the wide Ocean from the Continent Or thus created it was sure design'd To be the sacred Refuge of Mankind Hither the opprest shall henceforth resort Justice to crave and succour of your Court And shew your Highness not for ours alone But for the World's Protector shall be known Fame swifter than your winged Navy flies Through every Land that near the Ocean lies Sounding your Name and telling dreadfull News To all that Piracy and Rapine use With such a Chief the meanest Nation blest Might hope to lift her head above the rest What may be thought impossible to do For us embraced by the Sea and you Lords of the World 's great wast the Ocean we Whole Forests send to reign upon the Sea And every Coast may trouble and relieve But none can visit us without your leave Angels and we know this Prerogative That none can at our happy State arrive While we descend at pleasure to invade The bad with Vengeance or the good to aid Our little World the Image of the great Like that amidst the boundless Ocean set Of her own growth has all that Nature craves And all that 's Rare as Tribute from the Waves As Egypt does not on the Clouds rely But to the Nile owes more that to the Sky So what our Heaven or what our Earth denies Our ever constant Friend the Sea supplies The tast of hot Arabia's Spice we know Free from the scorching Sun that makes it grow Without the Worm in Persian Silks we shine And without Planting Drink of every Vine To dig for Wealth we weary not our Limbs Gold though the heaviest Metal hither swims Ours is the Harvest where the Indians mow We plough the Deep and reap what others sow Things of the noblest kind our own Soil breeds Stout are our Men and Warlike are our Steeds Rome though her Eagle through the World had flown Could never make this Island all her own Here the Third Edward and the Black Prince too France-conquering Henry flourish'd and now You. For whom we staid as did the Grecian State Till Alexander came to urge their Fate When for more worlds that Macedonian cry'd He wist not Thetis in her lap did hide Another yet a world reserv'd for you To make more great than that he did subdue He safely might old Troops to Battle lead Against th'unwarlike Persian or the Mede Whose

to Disputes The Dialogue W. Quoth the marble Horse it would make a Stone speak To see a Lord Mayor and a Lombard-street break Thy Founder and mine to cheat one another When both Knaves agreed to be each others Brother C. Here Charing broke forth and thus he went on My Brass is provoked as much as thy Stone To see Church and State bow down to a Whore And the Kings chief Minister holding the Door The Mony of Widows and Orphans imploy'd And the Bankers quite broke to maintain the Whores Pride VV. To see Dei Gratia writ on the Throne And the K 's wicked Life say God there is none C. That he should be stil'd Defender of the Faith Who believes not a Word what the Word of God saith VV. That the D. should turn Papist and that Church defy For which his own Father a Martyr did die C. Tho' he changed his Religion I hope he 's so civil Not to think his own Father is gone to the Devil VV. That bondage and beggary should be in a Nation By a curst House of Commons and a blest Restoration C. To see a white Staff make a Beggar a Lord And scarce a wise Man at a long Council-board VV. That the Bank should be seized yet the Cheq so poor Lord have Mercy and a Cross might be set on the door C. That a Million and half should be the Revenue Yet the King of his Debts pay no Man a Penny VV. That a K should consume three Kingdom 's Estates And yet all the Court be as poor as Church-Rats C. That of four Seas Dominion and of their guarding No token should appear but a poor Copper Farthing VV. Our Worm-eaten Ships to be laid up at Chatham Not our Trade to secure but for Fools to come at ' em C. And our few Ships abroad become Tripoli's scorn By pawning for Victuals their Guns at Leghorn VV. That making us Slaves by Horse and Foot-Guard For restoring the King shall be all our reward C. The basest Ingratitude ever was heard But Tyrants ungrateful are always afraid VV. On Harry the VII's Head he that placed the Crown Was after Rewarded by losing his own C. That Parliament-men should rail at the Court And get good Preferments immediately for 't To see them that suffer both for Father and Son And helped to bring the latter to his Throne That with their Lives and Estates did loyally serve And yet for all this can nothing deserve The King looks not on 'em Preferments deni'd 'em The Round-heads insult and the Courtiers deride them And none gets Preferments but who will betray Their Country to Ruin 't is that ope's the way Of the bold talking Members VV. If the Bastards you add What a number of Rascally Lords have been made C. That Traitors to their Country in a brib'd House of C. Should give away Millions at every Summons VV. Yet some of those Givers such beggarly Villains As not to be trusted for twice fifty Shillings C. No wonder that Beggars should still be for giving Who out of what 's given do get a good living VV. Four Knights and a Knave who were Burgesses made For selling their Consciences were liberally paid C. How base are the Souls of such low prized Sinners Who Vote with the Country for Drink and for Dinners VV. 'T is they that brought on us this Scandalous Yoke Of Excising our Cups and Taxing our Smoak C. But thanks to the Whores who made the K dogged For giving no more the R are Prorogued VV. That a King should endeavour to make a War cease Which augments and secures his own profit and peace C. And Plenipotentiaries send into France With an addle-headed Knight a Lord without Brains VV. That the King should send for another French Whore When one already had made him so Poor C. The Misses take place and advanc'd to be Dutchess With Pomp great as Queens in their Coach and six Horses Their Bastards made Dukes Earls Viscounts Lords And all the High Titles that Honour affords W. While these Brats and their Mothers do live in such Plenty The Nation 's empoverisht and the Chequor quite empty And tho' War was pretended when the Mony was lent More on Whores than in Ships or in War hath been spent C. Enough dear Brother although we speak Reason Yet truth many times being punish'd for Treason We ought to be wary and bridle our Tongues Bold speaking hath done both Men and Beasts wrong When the Ass so boldly rebuked the Prophet Thou knowest what danger was like to come of it Though the Beast gave his Master ne'er an ill Word Instead of a Cudgel Balaam wish'd for a Sword W. Truth 's as bold as a Lion I am not afraid I 'll prove every tittle of what I have said Our Riders are absent who is 't that can hear Le ts be true to our selves who then need we fear Where is thy K gone Chair to see Bishop Laud W. To Cuckold a Scrivener mines in Masquerade On such Occasions he oft strays away And returns to remount about break of Day In very dark Nights sometimes you may find him With a Harlot got up on my Crupper behind him C. Pause Brother a while and calmly consider What thou hast to say against my Royal Rider VV. Thy Priest-ridden King turn'd desperate fighter For the Surplice Lawn-sleeves the Cross and the Miter Till at last on the Scaffold he was left in the lurch By Knaves that cry'd up themselves for the Church Arch-Bishops and Bishops Arch-Deacons and Deans C. Thy King will ne'er fight unless 't be for Queans VV. He that dies for Ceremonies dies like a Fool. C. The K on thy back is a lamentable Tool VV. The Goat and the Lion I equally hate And Freeman alike value Life and Estate Though the Father and Son be different rods Between the two Scourges we find little odds Both Infamous stand in three Kingdoms Votes This for Picking our Pockets that for cutting our Throats C. More tolerable are the Lion Kings Slaughters Then the Goat making Whores of our Wives and Daughters The Debauched and Cruel since they equally gall us I had rather bear Nero than Sardanapalus VV. One of the two Tyrants must still be our Case Under all that shall Reign of the false S Race De Wit and Cromwell had each a brave Soul I freely declare it I am for old Nol Though his Government did a Tyrant resemble He made England great and his Enemies tremble C. Thy Rider puts no Man to Death in his Wrath But is bury'd alive in Lust and in Sloth VV. What is thy Opinion of James Duke of York C. The same that the Frogs had of Jupiter's Stork With the Turk in his Head and the Pope in his Heart Father Patrick's Disciples will make England smart If e'er he be King I know Britain's Doom We must all to a Stake or be Converts to Rome Ah! Tudor ah Tudor we have had Stu s enough None

sense To judge 'twixt Treason and Allegiance As Fops meet in a Pit to damn a Play Not as they know but by what others say Unmeaning Fools who something to be at Follow the leading Cuckow like the Batt And justly merit as they are despis'd Rather to be rejected than chastis'd So bawling H n and K the mute With Noise and Nonsense fill up the Dispute And while the Club proclaims the lawless strife One is the Drum and t'other is the Fife What shall we say of Fa ge Br er Or C ry or dull D gh shall I flatter Who in the Synod drudge like Gally-slaves And buy the Stock to make a Gleek of Knaves Like Beasts insensible of wrong they stray And find a Pound quitting the King's Highway And now behold in triumph to their Follies In Noll's old Coach of State comes sneaking H s. Who sold the Father by an old Commission And purchases the Son with a Petition Now whether has the better on 't the Club Or the Five Members in the Royal Job This is the Bakers Dozen makes the Rump And little Wa r's leaven to the lump When B rd civilly had made his legg The Club engender'd and brought forth an Egg Which like Grand Cairo for a quick dispatch Hot Monsieur Parliament must sett and Hatch R ly began to puff and shake his Noddle And told them in plain terms the Brood was addle That to a Rump he never more would give Away his Birthright or Prerogative Then like a God which from his breath did leap Dissolv'd the Chaos of confused heap Bravely he spake and wisely he perform'd While still the Club against the Council storm'd Who rather than from Faction wou'd be free Or touch no more of the forbidden Tree Would damn themselves and their posterity How vile a thing is Man how sudden Fate Attends his frailty in the best Estate When arm'd with Innocence and Vertue all That makes him blest is subject then to fall The great first bold Offender oft I chid When I my self agreed to what he did Had I been there perhaps I had done worse And on my Rase entail'd a double curse Ev'n I who all this while exclaim'd at Vice And made to Loyalty a Sacrifice May be deem'd sawcy insolent and rude And thought as guilty by the multitude This Balm I 'le save against the deepest Wounds To keep my sharper Pen within its bounds And lest my soaring Muse too meanly fall Learn to write mannerly or not at all ADVERTISEMENT STate Poems continued from the Time of Oliver Cromwell to this year 1697 by the greatest Wits of the Age viz. Lord Rochester Lord D t Lord V n the Honourable Mr. M ue Sir F. Sh d Mr. Milton Mr Prior Mr. Stepney Mr. Ayloffe c. Among which are several Poems in English and Latin in Praise of Oliver Cromwell by Dr. South Mr. Lock Sir W. G n Dr. Crew Mr. Busby c. On King Charles II'ds Return by my Lord Rochester Three Satyrs by the same written between 1670 and 1680. A Charge to the Grand Inquest of England 1674. The Royal Buss and Windsor by the Lord Rochester An Epitaph on Card. Mazarine Satyr Unmusled the Hind and Panther transverst to the story of the City-Mouse and Country-Mouse the Man of Honour by the Honourable Mr. M ue The Vision the Converts the Lawreat the Poets Address the Audience the Dream Caesar's Ghost On the University of Cambridge burning the Duke of Monmouth's Picture 1685 by Mr. Stepney on the Commencement there by Mr. Ayloffe to Mr. F. Shepherd by Mr. Prior an Answer to King James's Declaration by several Hands on the Death of the Late Queen by the Lord Cutts on Tunbridge-Wells by Mr. Causton an Essay on Writing and Printing a Prologue by the Earl of Rochester on melting down the Plate 1697. On Tunbridge-Wells by the Lord Rochester A Satyr against Brandy On the Infanta of Portual On the Return of King Charles by Dr. South With many other excellent Poems never before Printed Price 3 s. Sold by the Booksellers of London and Westminster This First Part with the Continuation above makes a compleat Collection of all that is valuable in this Nature for these Forty Years Coleman Octob. the 15 th 76. Major D of Buck. Buck. Orm. Lauder● Arling Chancel Shafts Cliff Laud. Cliff