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A90997 Nevves from the Kings bath reporting nothing but an honest means whereby to establish an happy and much desired peace, in all His Majesties kingdoms generally. Pricket, Robert. 1645 (1645) Wing P3408; Thomason E290_19; ESTC R200141 41,131 87

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all But at Her Royall feet on 's knees to fall Present His wrongs and humbly crave redresse Resolved yet by force the Queen to presse And thus His Gracious Mistresse would compell To do what He thought Good This was not well Beho●d the Fault his Honour did commit And Law adjudged Him to death for it My Noble Lord on this but think a while And let your Judgement not your self beguile Can Subjects seek their Prince to over-awe And not offend Divine and Humane Law All Subjects know the Kings Supremacie He must command and not commanded be No Subjects Laws can make Kings to command And if by Force such thing they take in hand It is Rebellion All the Learned know All Laws of God and Man have stil'd it so Since Reign of Henry of that name the first This now Rebellion is of all the worst Worse luck my Lord that in this war of all You should become Rebellions Generall And lead an Army even in open sight Against so good a King as ours to fight But if your Lordship say in this I lie I would I did your Honour cleer'd thereby My Noble Lord our good King Charles you know● His Royall Person in the field doth show So do Prince Charles and Princely Duke of York Both with the King by your rebellious work Are seen in Warre by force themselves defending The Subject fatall violence 'gainst them intending And though you see the Royall Standert pitcht Yet like a Mad-man or one that 's bewitcht You draw your Army forth all in Array You beat Your Drums and Colours do display And then your Horse your Foot most strongly guarding With Trumpets sound Rebellion still enlarging You beat th' Alarm and sound a Charge let flie Like raging Fiends 'gainst Soveraign Majesty Against His Person Crown and Dignity And Princes of His blest Posterity Gainst Laws and Statutes Humane and Divine To higher pitch can Prides Rebellion climbe To root out all What Barbarisme is this Thy self know Essex See thine own amisse When Subjects 'gainst their King such force do trie Who saith It is Rebellion doth not lie And in such work Rebellions Generall Must heare Truth in her stile Maj●sticall In holy Iob my Lord the words are found And there Gods Spirit doth your sentence sound His head though reaching Heaven in mens account And though his Excellence doth clouds surmount Yet shall he perish even as his own doung Thus speaks the Spirit in the Scriptures tongue Then Moble Earl Be to thy self a friend This way cannot hold prosperous to the end But you will say You bear your Arms 'gainst those The Kings bad Counsellours our Countreys foes Them to remove and from our King expell Is that you seek and think it wondrous well Such course to take Your errour to refell Our Cronicle a story will you tell Earl Lancaster * without his Kings consent Did raise an Army for the same intent Which you pretend and bravely on did go Takes Gaveston that King and Countries foe Commands his death For which unlawfull fact When once arraign'd to justifie his act He for himself did plead your own pretence This lessen'd not the ill of his offence Because as you do now even so he did And doing so most justly lost his head A Prince he was and of the Royall Blood Five Earledoms then in his possession stood Yet He and all the Lords that with him sided The Law for them as for himself provided Then Noble Essex know they happy are Whom others fatall harms make to beware And let me once more work upon this heat Whil'st I the fellow-story do repeat Proud Lester * that Law-giver to his King At Evesham aske what did become of him His naked body on the ground did lie His Head struck off Face upward laid thereby His privy parts were from his body cut And they on either side his Nose were put A spectacle of shame and infamy In him was left to all Posterity As if that sight unto the world should tell Such Noses might like shamefull dangers smell The Waterman that he may forward row With safer speed looks strictly backward So If by your Lordship this be rightly done Your Noble self may future dangers shun But yet me thinks some neerer president May w●ll be made your Lordships document To shew your wayes 'gainst God himself are bent Whi●'st you 'gainst Gods Annointed are intent That God the Cause into his hand hath took And bids your Lordship on your self to look When he himself the blow did strike which then Did rowze your Honour from your warlike Denne 'T was when that you in Camp well form'd did lie Besieged by his Royall Majesty Whose Royall Person though your self beheld Yet scorning unto Him your self to yeeld You mann'd each Trench cast up with warlike skill Proceeding stoutly in Rebellion still Indeed my Lord you were encamp'd so strong As if your works to Pirrhus did belong Your Rampiers you so strongly up did raise Had it not been against your King your praise Might have advanc'd the Honou● of your name But being as it was therein your shame Appears and shews it was a shamefull thing When done against the Person of Your King You trusted to the strength of your defence Your Sconces Forts Mounts Bulworks and from thence Your Cannon Bullets and Case-shot let flie Against the Forces of His Majestie Indeed you were right strongly fortified And Roman-like with all things well supplied And well you might for all the Kingdoms wealth Y' had taken from the King by open stealth At Sea not yours but your Kings Ships did tend Upon your Army ready still to send Unto your Honour all things you should want When you in this your power your self did vaunt Behold the mighty work of God how he Did check your Greatnesse and did make you see Him make his Winds a constant gale to blow And keep from you provisions which you know You sorely wanted This you had in view But God would have you know 't was not for you The Ships that rode in sight could not enjoy One blast for them into the River Foy Nor up that stream convey supplies expected Our Gracious God had so your hopes rejected Your Honour then as one amazed stands To see your Camp and all your Armed Bands Left desolate your Souldiers hunger-sterved And nothing but despair for you reserved In this distresse Warres Counsell you do call And there resolve your Infantry should fall To some good Composition with the King And so their persons out of danger bring Though Rebels yet their blood to him was dear As by his mercy shewed did appear He but dis-arms them and doth give them leave To march away That none might them bereave Of what they had nor offer violence Unto their persons but might safely thence Unto their Rebell-Garrison repair A Convoy granted is which brings them there But first my Lord of you I needs must say That down the River