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A89654 News from the Royall Exchange or, Gold turn'd into mourning : from exit tyrannus regum ultimus anno liberatus Angliæ restitutæ primo. Januarii 30. Anno Dom. 1648. To Ecce! Exit non tyrannus, sed regum hominumq; optimus anno Angliæ fœlicitatis ultimo. Englished: The last tyrant of kings dyed in the first year of the liberty of England restored, January 30. 1648. Behold! it was not a tyrant king that dyed, but the best of Kings and men, that suffered in the last year of England's felicity. 1660 (1660) Wing N1014; Thomason 669.f.24[15]; ESTC R211662 1,226 1

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News from the Royall Exchange OR Gold turn'd into Mourning FROM Exit Tyrannus Regum Vltimus Anno Libertatis Angliae Restitutae primo Januarii 30. Anno Dom. 1648. TO ECCE Exit non Tyrannus sed Regum Hominumque optimus Anno Angliae Foelicitatis Vltimo ENGLISHED The last Tyrant of Kings dyed in the first Year of the Liberty of England Restored January 30. 1648. Behold It was not a Tyrant King that dyed but the best of Kings and Men that suffered in the last Year of Englands Felicity An Acrostick upon King Charles C Crowns of Gold with Cemms beset are vain H Heavenly Crowns of Content are Gain A A Shadow is the Throne this World affords R Riches and Honours are but Weights with Cords L Loading the Princes shoulders who them bare E Each Common Trouble call's for them to share S Soul therefore let thy Meditation S Soar higher for a Habitation T Treasure up Goods where neither Moth nor Rust U Undervalue things that turn to dust A Ar● able to corrupt that so thy Heart R Rising above the heighth of Mans desert T Triumphing may released be of smart CHARLES STVART ANAGRAM Arts Chast Rule Epigram TIll Arts Chast Rule we do approve And all things seek to win by Love We must all miseries endure Not Goods nor Lands nor Lives secure Can we expect when each day brings New Changes and new Sufferings Wherefore Call in and him Enthrone Who only can lay Claim to th' Crown Let not the towring minds of men Insult for private Interests then But Tribute give to whom 't is due That so GODS Blessing may ●nsue Lest he O'return o'return o'return And many Towns and Cities Burn And waste the Nation to perform His Word which shall not be forlorn Who hath it promised to give To whom 't is due as he doth Live Therefore do not his word withstand But to Its Right restore the Land By which a Pardon you may find When to Repentance ye 're enclin'd That so in Peace your dayes may end Which in this World God doth you lend The peoples Complaint through want of their Exil'd Sovereigne LORD the KING VVEE Englishmen are worse them Esops Frogs We call'd those Tryant Kings which were but Logs For when both Peace and plenty fil'd our Nation We not content'cry out for Reformation Jove sent us Storks who in short time devour One hundred thousand Natives by their Power This strikes us to the Heart and we bethink How to repair our Chains broak Linck from Linck We try a Parliament which doth not please We make of them a Rump and yet not cease We reform our General to a Protector Who turn'd out Rumps and play'd the gallant Hector He Parliaments did call and they did come He turn'd them out and left an empty Room Till Jove call'd him aside by a great wind Who left us all to grope like those are blind For when his Son did take the Royal Throne We cry'd a Log a Log and threw him down We call'd the Rumps again we had before Who by a Cipher were turn'd out of doore A Safe Committee then did rule the Roast Of which we have no reason for to boast Our Rump did worm them out and sat againe Till twice they Roasted were which work't their bane At last the Parliament of forty-eight Began to fit in th' House in former State At their re-sitting all the Bell did Ring Much more they will when we have Charles our King London Printed for Charles King 1660.