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A76734 Loyalties tears flowing after the bloud of the royall sufferer Charles I. &c. Englands glory and shame. By J.B. Birkenhead, John, Sir, 1616-1679.; Barlow, James, 17th cent, attributed name. 1650 (1650) Wing B2966; Thomason E1244_4; ESTC R209196 6,881 22

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LOYALTIES TEARS FLOWING AFTER THE BLOUD OF THE ROYALL SUFFERER CHARLES I. c. ENGLANDS Glory and Shame BY J. B. Dabit Indignatio versum Anno Dom. 1649. LOYALTIES TEARS Flowing after the Blood of the ROYALL SUFFERER CHARLES the I. c. Dabit Indignatio versum BLood and a Kings and such a Kings and that Not shed by Tigres or by Dragons Laws But Christian humble Subjects Zeal O blot Out those faint words which on the Teeth and Paws Of Barbarisme were grav'd and in this Nation For Salvagenesse's Names write Reformation Come come Amazement and attend this Day Which lets the Powers of night and darknesse loose Which Capital enacts it not to say I justifie my Justice-trampling Foes Which writes a Law and that in Royal Bloud That 't is in England Treason to be Good A Day which damns it as a deadly Crime To be a King A Day in which the stain Of murderous cruelty those poure on him Who strove their butchering furie to restrain Making that Prince a Tyrant who denies His Subjects but his leave to Tyrannize A Day in which the sacred Head offends Because he stoops not to the kicking feet In which Laws Basis all Laws structure rends By not subverting his own Judgement Seat In which it must be grand Impietie Resolv'd Defender of the Faith to be O heav'nly-guilty Charles how blessed were Those Crimes of His but how unblessed We Who now so bloudily released are From the dear Yoke of such sweet tyrannie A tyranny which nobly doth oppresse The Liberties of none but wickednesse When wealth grown common spoil'd the Common-wealth By her too full fed Daughter wanton Pride And fretfull Schisme having by wise stealth Inveigled Numbers Power to her side Secur'd the Pulpit-garrisons and well By Vse and Doctrine arm'd the word Rebell When slander first had robb'd him of his Reason And from his Counsel Armies sought to bring him When by bold cannons mouths more brasen treason Learn'd to Petition and when to Un-king him Was judg'd the onely way to make him be A glorious Monarch Then then straitned He Enter'd his widest lists of Virtue where His looks on kindest fortune did display His holy bravery by which he ne'r Without a sigh beheld his bloudy Bay But sadly ponder'd how he was constrained To loose his Subjects when the field he gained So when a tender Father forc'd to shield Against rebellious Sonnes his sacred Right By dear successe obtains a bloudy field His slaughter'd Childrens lamentable sight The Warre upon his Bowels doth renew And makes him die for every one he slew Heroick Conflicts these But nobler they In which as oft He with Dis●sters fought As with the Rebels though his Troups gave way His gallant Patience ne'r was put to rout Thus in whatever unsuccessfull field He lost his Armies still his Strength he held Strength strength it is with an undaunted heart To see Right beaten Innocence pursued Integrity betray'd by fawning Art The Spring of Power by wild streams subdued To scorn proud chance hug just truth although Poore she nought but her naked self can show Her did he hug in his hearts Cabinet Beyond the reach of fatall Nasebies plunder Though all his other Holds their copies set They ne'r could move this Castle to surrender Yet since the English persecute her so He means to trie what Scots for Truth will do Unhappy Scots who now blush not to be False unto Truth who teach the World what price They set on Kings who put their Loyaltie Into their purse who to their Avarice And fellow Rebels their great Master sell That Judas might not want a Parallel From Jail to Jail the Royall Sufferer Is thus by freedoms monstrous Patrons tost Nor may his dearest Queen or Children bear His Desolation company the most Favour his Subjects grant him is that yet Him from Himself the Ax forbears to cut All else they tear away not leaving those Whose sacred Office might his Prayers assist O worst of hellish Barbarisme by whose Black art unlesse Charles can be King and Priest He must be both from his three Kingdom● driven Here upon Earth and from the fourth in Heaven But his brave Soul was fortifi'd too well To yield her holy fort of Pietie All else he granteth yet denieth still To sacrifice the envied Altar He Holding what yet he might not use maintains His Realm of Goodnesse and in Carisbrook reigns He reigns and though his Foes He could not yet His nobler Self He conquers and ih high Triumph looks down from Constancies brave seat On the vast Ruins of that Majestie Which lately flourish'd in full glory on His British and his Irish potent Throne He curses not but slights false fortune and Remembers that three Crowns lesse Princely are Then Christian resolution which dares stand The furie ev'n of Reformations Warre O glorious Virtue which could glory spare And highest gains from deepest losses tear What though's betrayed Sword appear'd too weak To vindicate his Honour yet his Pen Doth all the Rebels proudest Conquests break And oh how much more then his Britain win For all the world now bows down to the look Of his illustrious most triumphant Book That Book on which astonishment must dwell For evermore whil'st every Reader there Beholds what miracles of worth did swell The Authours Soul Nor shall his Murderers dare Though bloudy malice at his life repines Not to admire and love Him in his lines But now his Foes worst envie he forestalls And lives in Heav'n before they force him thither For up He climbs when on his knees He falls And by his Meditations together With Saints and Angels doth adore that God Whose noble path of suffrings here he trod Him he adores and to his mercy sues In their behalf who none to Him would show He sweetly minds Him of those barbarous Jews Upon whose spight down with his bloud did flow His pitying pray'rs And why should mine saies He More then thy wrongs dear Lord revenged be Surely were Rebels not their own worst Foes They would permit this royall Saint to live And pray for their demerits pardon whose Unhappy hearts were too too dead to strive For life eternall But alas it grieves The wretched Members that their Head but lives His holy life their scandall is and He Is so unsufferably good that they No such example can endure to be A check to their own guilt Besides no way They had with free and safe convenience in The Lyons life-time to divide his skin Thus through the People-cheating Pageantry Of specious formall Court and Judge and Barre That He might mock'd as well's oppressed die He convoy'd is to his last Theatre Where how he acts his Passions part may they Who to this Martyrdome did bring him say Say Wretches was Deaths bloudy face to him So dreadfull as the thought of it to you Of 's Scepter did he e'r so tender seem As of the Ax taught he not Princes how To reigne in death when
he gave strait command Not that his Throne but Block should firmly stand And wish'd he not that Block had higher been That all bloud-thirsty ees that thither came Might their dear draught have had and fully seen How little he ashamed was of shame Yet though thus low it serv'd him for his step From earth to heav'ns high kingdome to get up Such power at last has holy patience that Her deadliest Foes she can compell to be Her greatest Servants and make every Plot Of spight advance her own felicitie For know mistaken Murderers that you did Put on his Crown when you took off his Head And now his Houses may his Lands divide And reap the fruit of those Divisions they Spred through his Realms Now atheistick Pride The ground-work of Confusion may lay On prosperous Villany and call God in Because he scourges not to own their sin The Covenant and its Independant spawn May now blaspheme with credit having brought Their seaven years holy Work to end and drawn The Rubrick of their pure Religion out Of their own Sovereigns veins They now together On horseback got may ride O say not whether Their Triumphs they may read and see how they Have by one single universall Blow Cut down Religions most resolved Stay Broke the establish'd Pillar of the Law Dash'd out wise Piety white Continence Mild Majesty and generous Temperance Surely all Conquests conquer'd are by this But Pilat's and the Jew's Yet they are not In fault since Christ himself secur'd is Above the reach of Ax or Vote or Scot And what could they do more or braver now Then murder Him in 's Deputy below His Deputy as Lyon and as Lamb As King and as betrayed bought and sold No Men could do more and therefore Fame Must do them right for if their Power could Answer their Courage they durst have a fling At God himself because He is a King But heark what fatall Noise is that which flies On terrours wings and thunders at the Skie Poor Bradshaw now his leave in vain denies For though Charls might not speak his Bloud will cry It Cries fears nor Guns nor Trumpets throats Nor the more barbarous Roar of Rebels Votes A stronger Realms Militia it awakes Then He was robb'd of here through all the sphears With valiant Importunity it breaks And sounds a March to Vengeance In His ears Who onely the true Independent is It pleads against the false Ones Salvagenesse O desperate Fools why why would you compell Such gentle Bloud so cruelly to speak Why could you not have stayed for your Hell Till Death had sent you down but needs must make Judgement prepare you torments here and frie Your guilty Souls in Horrours Miserie Frie them it will if this your Sovereigns Bloud Makes you not blush If on your flaming sin You poure not out a penitentiall floud If your most trayterous Ax you feel not in Your humbled Breasts that there the cursed Woun● May upon your own smitten hearts rebound But when it shall be lawfull not to lie And safely give sublime Desert its due When loyall tongues shall not prove Traytours by Th' Allegiance of Praises when the few Shall be more worth then are the Many when Truth may have leave to be her self agen Then shall true-hearted Muses freely broach Their richest and their most heroick Vein To wait on this Blouds streams and flow in such A generous and time-defying Strein That Charles again shall live in state and prove Immortall somewhere else besides Above All Nations then amaz'd shall stand to see What England had and needs away would throw Then to his Worths illustrious Historie All pious Kings shall strive to School to go In Wonders Odours then shall noblest Fame Embalme the Glories of His sacred Name THE END Courteous Reader These Books following are Printed for Humphrey Moseley and are to be sold at his shop at the Princes Armes in St PAULS Church-yard Various Histories with curious Discourses in Humane Learning c. 1. THe History of the Banished Virgin a Romance translated by I. H. Esq Fol. 2. The History of Polexander Englished by William Brown Gent. Printed for T. W. and are to be sold by Humphrey Moseley in Folio 3. Mr Iames Howels History of Lewis the thirteenth King of France with the life of his Cardinall de Richelieu in Folio 4. Mr Howels Epistolae Ho-Elianae Familiar Letters Domestic and Forren in six Sections Partly Historicall Politicall Philosophicall first Volume with Additions in 8º 1650. 5. Mr Howels New Volume of Familiar Letters Partly Historicall Politicall Philosophicall the second Volume with many Additions 1650. 6. Mr Howels third Volume of Additionall Letters of a fresher date never before published in 8º 1650. 7. Mr Howels Dodona's Grove or the Vocall Forrest in 12º with Additions 1650. 8. Mr Howels Englands Teares for the present Warres in 12º 1650. 9. Mr Howell of the Pre-eminence and Pedegree of Parlement in 12º 1650. 10. Mr Howels Instructions for Forren Travels in 12º with divers Additions 1650. 11. Mr Howels Vote or a Poem Royall presented to His Majesty in 4º 12. Mr Howels Angliae Suspiria Lachrimae in 12º 13. Policy Vnveiled or Maximes of State done into English by the Translator of Gusman the Spanish Rogue in 4º 14. The History of the Inquisition composed by the R. F. Paul Servita the compiler of the History of the Councell of Trent in 4º 15. Biathanatos a Paradox of Self-Homicide by D. Io Donne Deane of St Pauls London in 4º 16. Marques Virgillio Malvezzi's Romulus and Tarquin Englished by Hen. Earle of Monmouth in 12º 17. Marques Virgillio Malvezzis David persecuted Englished by Rob. Ashley Gent. in 12º 18. Marques Virgillio Malvezzi Of the success and chief events of the Monarchy of Spaine in the yeare 1639. of the Revolt of the Catalonians Englished by Rob. Gentilis in 12º 19. Marques Virgillio Malvezzi's considerations on the lives of Alcibiades and Coriolanus Englished by Robert Gentilis in 12º 1650. 20. Gracious Priviledges granted by the King of Spaine unto our English Merchants in 4º 21. The History of Life and Death or the Promulgation of Life written by Francis Lord Verulam Viscount St Alban in 12º 22. The Antipathy between the French and the Spaniard Translated out of Spanish in 12º 23. Mr Birds Grounds of Grammer in 8º 24. Mr Bulwers Philocophus or the Deafe and Dumb mans friend in 12º 25. Mr Bulwers Pathomyotomia or a Dissection of the significative Muscles of the Affections of the Mind in 12º 26. An Itinerary containing a Voyage made through Italy in the yeares 1646 1647. Illustrated with divers Figures of Antiquities never before published by Iohn Reymond Gen. in 12º 27. The use of passions written by I. F. Senault and put into English by Henry Earl of Monmouth in 8º 28. Choice Musicke for three Voyces with a Thorough Base composed by Mr Henry and Mr William Lawes Brothers and Servants to His Majesty with divers Elegies set in Musicke by severall