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Select and choice poems collected out of the labours of Captain George Wharton.
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Wharton, George, Sir, 1617-1681.
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River brought from Amwel-spring Years 42 Since we Bermudas first inhabited Years 42 Since Learned Rawleigh's noble Blood was shed Years 38 Since last a Comet in the Scorpion seen Years 38 Since that brought death to Ann our James's Queen Years 37 Since Charles with cares as well as gold was crown'd Years 31 Since his fair Queen first trod on English ground Years 31 Since Londons last great Plague from Heaven sent Years 31 Since then at Oxford sate the Parliament Years 31 Since Buckinghams great Duke so basely slain Years 28 Since England did conclude a Peace with Spain Years 27 Since living Charles first breath'd this loathsome air Years 26 Since Rev'rend LAVD began St. Pauls repair Years 22 Since the Late King advanc'd against the SCOT Years 17 Since Peace concluded but intended not Years 17 Since Wolves and Foxes first were idoliz'd Years 16 Since Learned Straffords Blood was sacrific'd Years 15 Since Sects and Tumults set the Land on fire Years 15 Since the dead King was forced to retire Years 15 Since Hotham shut Hull-gates against the King Years 14 Since ruined for thoughts to let him in Years 12 Since we with Essex vow'd to live and die Years 14 Since we cashier'd him of his Excellency Years 12 Since Charles his Royal Standard streaming stood Years 14 Since Keinton-field deep dy'd with English blood Years 14 Since Cheapside-Cross for Conscience sake did fall Years 13 Since Moses Tables forc'd to give the wall Years 13 Since the Scotch Army marched to our aid Years 13 Since they return'd from Hereford well paid Years 13 Since Vxbridge Overture's initiation Years 12 Since Love belcht firebrands that consum'd the nation Years 12 Since first we felt the vertue of a Tax Years 12 Since glorious Laud triumphed o'er the Ax Years 12 Since Common-Prayers ceas'd abjured rather Years 12 Since the wise Synod voted God the Father Years 12 Since Naseby-field first own'd that fatal blow Years 11 Since even poor women felt the overthrow Years 11 Since pensive Charles left Oxford in disguise Years 10 Since he to treacherous Scots became a prize Years 10 Since Henderson receiv'd his Mortal Wounds Years 10 Since Scotch-men sold their Prince for English pounds Years 10 Since Holmby-house restrain'd his further flight Years 10 Since Joyce surpriz'd him in the dead of night Years 9 Since he had terms propos'd and promis'd right Years 9 Since fairly juggl'd into th' Isle of Wight Years 9 Since there the sinful Treaty did commence Years 8 Since broken off he forthwith hurry'd thence Years 8 Since the old Commons took a purging dose Years 8 Since CHARLES made truly great and glorious Years 8 Since they the House of Lords did useless doom Years 8 Since Kingship dangerous and burthensome Years 8 Since the Supremacy was Eastward bound Years 8 Since our Allegiance bury'd under ground Years 8 Since CHARLES's Crown exposed to a rate Years 8 Since England hight the Title of Free-State Years 7 Since Scotland tasted of Heav'ns ireful Cup Years 5 Since English Hogs ate our dear Brethren up Years 5 Since Mars unroosted those had twelve years rul'd Years 3 Since Madmen on their Ruines 'gan to build Years 3 Since that illiterate Conclave's Dissolution Years 3 Since this blest Governments first Institution Years 3 This is added out of his Ephemer 1655. Since Time was pregnant of a Lord Protector Years 2 Since she brought forth a more then Trojan Hector Years 2 Since London feasted him at Grocers Hall Years 2 Since Viner the first Knight amongst us all Years 2 Since peace concluded with the High-born Dutch Years 2 Since the shrill Trumpet nois'd it to be such Years 2 Since Knights and Burgesses their free Election Years 2 Since winnowed and made of one complexion Years 2 Since they conven'd and sate with blest intent Years 2 Since they presum'd to tune the Instrument Years 2 Since found flat-guilty of that High-Ambition Years 2 Since taught the meaning of a Recognition Years 2 Since some like Rats forsook the falling House Years 2 Since others big with Mountains dropt a Mouse Years 2 Since the Protector set their sins before them Years 2 Since he dissolved never to restore them Year 1 Since Noble James the Duke of Lenox dy'd Year 1 Since perjur'd Falc'ner wisely stept aside Year 1 Since Wiltshire's Insurrection broach'd new fears Year 1 Since the grand seisure of the Cavaliers Year 1 For the continuing this Ingenuous Chronologie to any time you need but adde the elapsed years between your proposed year and the year 1656. and 't is done Examples are needless 2. Over the Festivals Why raile we not at superstitious days Pull Crosses down and burn the harmless Bays Why do we not inhibit Common-Pray'rs And threaten Bridewel to the Cock-pit Players How can our tender Consciences digest Organs and Altars stand they East or West Plum-broth and Pies made of Malignant-Paste Which erst the Godly would not dare to taste And plead Allegiance now that Fatal Stroke Hath cut the Chain and cleft in two the Yoke The change is great and may be well defended But 't is enough to say The work is ended 2. Over the Table of Kings Yet yet the Regal Table courts the Nation Kings are not out of date though out of fashion 3. Under the Table of Kings Two Williams twice four Henries Stephens but one Three Richards twice three Edwards and a John One Mary one Elizabeth a James And Charles five times five Soveraigns with ten names Who numbers more transgresses out of Reason God save my Cow and that I hope 's no Treason 4. Over the Table of Terms The Chancery's reform'd and so are we All things enjoy their pristine Purity Under the Table of Terms Lawyers 't is true like new-set Milstones grinde Their Rough-shod-Clients yet are they the wind That drive the sayles Who 's most blame-worthy then The Gâ—inding Lawyers or Litigious Men Sate I as Judge the Lawyers should go free Such Clowns on Calthrops till they could agree 5. In January Where our third Edward that Puissant King VVas born to conquer France I rudely sing VVhere Kings have Captives been that stately wall Confines my Muse for sin Original Help you that can or have my verse excus'd That Shepherd poorly Pipes whose Reed is bruis'd 6. In March Chronus the Virgin Mars the Bull ascends And by their Trine assure us they are friends VVhen boist'rous Knaves meet and salute each other Their common phrase is How Devil dost thou Brother The Graver sort abhor that hellish note Yet in the fear of God they 'll cut your throat 7. In July 'T is false to say Dog-days but now begin Since thrice five years have nought but Dog-days bin Or that in England Sirius biteth not Whilst we have such deep wounds and days so hot But Sirius quickly sets elsewhere to burn Then shall our Dog-days into HALCYON turn 8. In September Two haughty Rebels yet of heav'nly race Invade the Virgins Confines
stars which glide along this Sphere Yet Greatness without Goodness I disdain A spungie head full ill becomes a Peer Persons of honour should have Princely parts No empty Cock-lofts or deceitful hearts 11. In May. I reverence Justice on the meanest seat She was a vertue once though now a wonder I like sweet words intended not to cheat And works of Mercy not too far asunder But cruelty how that would make me swagger Were it not common both to Sword and Dagger 12. In June I love the Ministry all but the name That Motly and promiscuous Appellation Which mingleth Dung-hill Dirt with Austin's Fame With holy Writ pretended Revelation Give me the Priest disdains to tell a Lye That Priest who date for his Religion die 13. In July I like the Comm'nalty that Sov'raign Pow'r Whilst not to Faction or Revenge dispos'd But Commons over-stinted or too sowre Are best improved when they are inclos'd VVho gives a Giddy-Multitude the Reins O'erwhelms the State betrays his want of Brains 14. In August I own the Camp where Gallantry commands VVhere Arts and Arms advance their awful Grests But wish the Cramp befall such Victors hands As cannot conquer their ambitious Brests Success enlarges Mens desires nay more It breeds some thoughts they dream'd not on before 15. In September I hug the Souldier dreads no violent end For stoutest men such fortune often have It is the cause not mode of death shall send Us glorious or inglorious to the Grave He who 'll avoid a shameful death must run The danger of a brave one and 't is done 16. In October I fancie well our great Metropolis She harbours store of Men and store of Riches There is no sounding of that vast Abyss What wonder then if London weare the Breeches Yet must this Darling now and then untruss Correction keeps her most Obsequious 17. In November But O the Country free from jarring-strife Where Plants and Flow'rs abound with Eloquence Where ev'ry Hedge and Tree doth breathe new Life Where pratling Birds do captivate my sense There I sequestred from the world abide And if needs must there I 'll be crucifi'd 18. In December Thus in an humour purely innocent I add one year more to a careful Age No more of this till freed from my Restraint I cannot chant like Birds within a Cage Yet know I have although my aim's not high Seleucus-like an Anchor on my thigh 19. His Conclusion Thus have our melting eyes England beheld With smooth-fac'd Peace and wanton Plenty swell'd Into a Monster so unweildly grown Her own vast weight depress'd her Princely Crown A brutish War tore Church and State asunder Fool'd us with fears fill'd all the world with wonder The fairest Stars losing their sacred light And chearful day turn'd into drowzie night Th' Antipodes true Mirrour of the Cause Reacted through three Nations with applause But EXIT OLIVER whilst yet we lend Our Patience till the PLAY be at an end Lastly In Kalendarium Ecclesiasticum 1660. We meet with these several excellent and true Verses And although they be fresh in each Man's Memory the Year being but newly begun yet they being the works of the same Author I adjudge it convenient to insert them here they being not most unworthy the company of the rest 1. Under the Regal Table Where 's now the Sultan What remorsless Star Remov'd that famous Idol Oliver Unwelcome Death But what flint-hearted Fate That Mushrom-Prince his Son Our glorious State Thus then we see what luck Protectors have A restless Life or ignominious Grave 2. Under the Table of Terms Lo here 's a Trade surpasseth all the rest No change annoys the Lawyers interest His Tongue buys Lands builds Houses without toyl The Pen's his Plough the Parchment is his Soil Him storms disturb not nor Militia-Bands The Tree roots best that in the weather stands 3. In January And is He gone indeed then farewel He Farewel to all our New Nobility Good-night Illustriousness adieu old Joan The Kitchen better fits you then a throne Lay ' side your Purple and your Robes off cast Play'rs are but Princes while the Play doth last 4. In February About my Muse and try if thou can'st find What pow'rful Charm rais'd that prodigious wind Some dis-affected Conjurer I trow Did long to hear what News there was below But others think the Devil was matched so His breath grew short and so was forc'd to blow 5. In March But where be those fine Juglers did Address Such sugred Phrase such smooth Obsequiousness That vow'd to live and die with Richard yet Ne'er blemisht when they saw his glory set Such Hypocrites run with the stream of things And will keep Time whatever Dance begins 6. In April O for a Besom now to sweep the House And rid the Palace both of Fox and Goose Some choice Perfumes withal would be design'd Ill Spirits ever leave ill sents behind And when 't is cleansed and things sweeter grown Great Berecynthia's Sons go claim your own 7. In May. What 's to be done now all are grown so wise And our fore-Fathers wisdom counted Lies Were all the many Ages that are past Mistaken until this un-erring Last Good God! how sped they shall none saved be But Schismaticks Then what becomes of me 8. In June But 't is the mode Come come let 's all comply There 's no firm footing on integrity For having said and done all what we can The Pliant Willow is the precious Man Whose Oaths of one day though of fair pretext Vail to an inspiration of the next 9. In July Down then with Tythes they are a burthen great For which the Parson never soundly sweat Yet let 's remember maugre all new light He that detains them robs God of his right And though to him the tenth we should not pay The Publicans will sweep it all away 10. In August Let 's say the Clergy by what need we Priests Or Ministers w' are all Evangelists The Bible's English thank the Bishops for 't The Spirit 's in us why not we exhort Yet let 's beware before we farther boast And think who 't was receiv'd the Holy-Ghost 11. In September Let 's sell the Church and Colledge-Lands Away With humane Learning that 's but for a day Down with the Steeple-houses melt the Bells And own no Metal but what 's in our selves But stay first let us learned Spelman read And then perhaps we may abhor the deed 12. In October Let 's tear our Ribbons burn our Richer Laces VVear Russet and contrive bewitched faces With Thee and Thou let us go quack a while And cheat the world in Quakers garb and stile But do not trust 'em more then well befits Th' are Presbyterians run besides their wits 13. In November Or were they not yet fool not over-fast For this Religion too shall flag at last Naylor himself will never for it burn Nor let us use 't but for our present turn On such