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A84094 The elders dreame. With the armies message or declaration to both Houses of Parliament. 1647 (1647) Wing E330; Thomason E405_20; ESTC R201890 2,394 8

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THE ELDERS DREAME WITH THE ARMIES Message or Declaration to both Houses of Parliament Printed in the Yeare 1647. The Elders Dreame WHen Phoebus had withdrawn his Glittering light And all the world was muffled up in night A reverend Elder lying in his bed Legions of idle fansies stormed his head Making assault upon his giddy braine Which he strove to repell but all in vaine His conscience pleading guiltinesse within Weakened each faculty till they got in Then to his apprehensiou did appeare Sad apparitions ushered with dispaire Cruell apparitions with proud usurpation The Kingdomes Fate and Churches desolation Foule errour like a Gangrine doth spread Infecting all almost from foot to head Makes way for Atheisme and infidelity Warranted by proud changes mutability Distrust and doubt come bringing up the reare Whose lookes much frighted this poore Presbytere Rebellion as the sinne of witchcraft is Who like an ugly hag accost him this Proud Presbyter I on thy brest must ride Whereat this affrighted Elder vainly try'd Helpe house of Commons helpe oh house of Peeres To free me from rebellious guilty feares With that the King stept in and did demand His Crowne and Seepter that should sway the Land Saying they were discourteous to bereave him Of those just Titles which the heavens gave him The Queene and royall Issue came together She clairnes a Husband they demand a Father She askes a reparation of her honour Whilst he affrighted strangely gaz'd upon her The Bishops and the Clergy did appeare Who threaten'd this dressed Presbytere With an account which one day must be given If not to Charles yet to the King of heaven Nor was this menacing Message only sent To him alone but to the Parliament Whose actions patronise much horrid sin With that Lord Straffords ghost come frowning in Requiring justice to revenge his blood The which the Lords and Commons must make good If eye must eye and tooth must tooth supply Why should not they want heads as well as I Such guiltlesse blood must once avenged be On them or theirs who shed it wilfully But ere he ended had his tragick tale Skips in a gentle soule with vissage pale 'T was Canterburie's Ghost who once did seed A gracelesse flock which made his heart to bleed A late made martyr by the Parliament Whose cryes for revenge to the heav'ns were sent Pleading for justice yet e're he had done Steps in old Hotham and his murthered sonne Sir Alexander Cary likewise came Who much did his discourteous Judges blame Who would not adde a few dayes to his life At the request of such a vertuous wife Who beg'd him till Lucina brought to light Her timely birth whereat she tooke a fright Seeing her poore request by them deni'd To meet her love in spight of pitty died Tomkins and Chassiner who long before Receiv'd their doome came in and many more Bucher and Yeomans though at Brist●ll they Were executed doe expect a day Of retribution England cannot hide Her blood till it with blood be pacifi'd A thousand wandring soules did likewise come Which could not passe to the Elizium Because inforced by the Parliament To take a most abhorrid Covenant He heard most heavy dismall sighes and grones Breathed out before a crue of walking bones which wanted flesh● for they have starved bin Their eyes were hollow cheeks look'd pale and thin These have bin clothed in Skarlet and have fed At bounties table which are famished Not having food or rayment to supply Their wants ' mongst whom the young Lo. Dochrey Bewailes his fate sith from poore Ireland they For safety fled to find this uncouth way To meet their destiny whose bleeding veines Shall spot the Cities Armes with progins staines That so to after Ages may be knowne What truthlesse Peter Sonzous zeale hath showne God did the Irish cruelty prevent To heap their blood upon the Parliament How doe the Widowes and the fatherlesse Wait at the Commons doore without redresse Who lost their friends and fortunes for their sake Which now on them but little pitty take What one good act have they this six yeares done If any let them shew is so●e saies none But e're this sleeping Elder could awake He saw the Independent Army shake A pow'rfull rod which vext his spirits more Then all their superstitions seem'd before He feares they are appointed for a scourge Which will the Elders of their Jewes eares purge He saw the City taken by their pow're And every horse taile a conquerour Adorn'd with bays for which poore London lost Their Charter but may find it to their cost The Night-mare left him he with joy up started Resolved with himselfe to be converted FINIS The Armies Message or Declaration to both Houses of Parliament TO you who Phaiton-like aspire To guide the Sunne till earth you fire The Army sendeth greeting plaine You must surrender Charles his waine You call us servants but shall see We shortly will your masters bee Nor shall you longer voting sit Tenour wise Generall thinkes fit What base aspersions have you throwne On us which have the businesse done Was it not we who conqur'd all Which now you Independents call And 't is not long since this opinion Wa● voted downe by your chiefe minion Prou'd Presbyter that saucy jack Who weares his orders at his back You learned Senate for their glory Compos'd a reverend Directory They sate six yeares e're they could be Resolv'd which way to worship three Let all be satisfied in mind As they in conscience are inclin'd Who is constraind and hath not bin Resolv'd but doubts remaines in sin It was not Waller Massie Poyntz Who put an end to these sad times Nor yet your holy brother Sco● That could have wonne what we have got Yet they were pai'd whilst we may stand Like your poore suppliants to demand Those just arreares the which are due From such ill pay-masters as you You say we keepe the King to show Him like a Popet but shall know We●le fix him shortly on his Seat Where he your purpose will defeat Was it not we who did maintaine Your honours who like Kings doe raigne And should we not protect you yet You could not long in safety sit Your base Excise-men and Committee Which hath undone both Towne and City Have made such holes in your gay coats The which perhaps may cut your th●oa●s Then send us Money or be sure Your greatnesse shall not long endure Who now like candles-shine we doubt Will blaze and stinke and so goe out But if you meane to live at ease Then run away and crosse the Seas VVhere some of your consorts are gone Be wise and doe as they have done And doe not stay to give account Of those vile actions which will mount To such a reckoning and may rise Your heads like Hamons to the skies FINIS