Against their willes of perill or too farre And how could France dilacerate her State Empty her Treasure at so great a rate Send Forces to a Forraine Prince and leaue Her Natiue children This were to bereaue Them of their dearest Liues For why at home Mischiefe enough in euery Towne did rome Besides vnto Bohemias King there is So great Allyance if I doe not misse That neuer Prince in any Age had more Nor could Catalogue such a Role before Great Brittaine by his Daughter calls him Sonne Denmarke and Norway on his side are wonne The one an Vnckle as is Brunswicke knowne The other as a Friend with Sweden growne The Prince of Orenge is so neere in Blood That I am sure hee 'le doe him any good His other Kindred come from Brandenburgh With many a Count and Duke of Wittenburgh I name not Bolloigne nor Confederates With many Princes in their best estates Nor doe I twenty Prouinces recite With all their Lords of full sufficient might Who are his owne so that if Reason yield They must be drawne into the bloody Field As for the third the matter that doth driue The Mill doth drowne it For if you contriue The Argument from former charitie Or Lawes of Nations louing amitie To ayde distressed Princes then hath France Farre lesse to doe the Austrians to aduance Then help the Palatine For who knowes not When they had newes of both our Henries got And of their murthers they did laugh out right As if they meant remonstrance of despight And when Duke Neuers to Mathias went They with a scornfull Answer home him sent Bidding yong Lewis looke himselfe about him And no way meddle with the thinges without him For why the Message had relation Vnto the concord of each Nation As for the Palatine he friendly stood And with great sommes of Money did them good Therfore if that the succourlesse haue aide To help Bohemia they are well appaide The fourth did no way fasten well together For Treason or reuolts euen choose you whether Were different in States Electiue and Such as by Claime of Heritance did stand Nor was the Austrian house enfeoft so sure Vnto the Empire but it might endure Fraction of nombers As for President They haue example of great consequent First France the Westerne Monarchy possest How e're the Germans could it not digest Then they contriu'd a strong Election Conditionall in the reiection Nor is it Newes an Emperour to haue From other German Princes layde in Graue And so hath Hungar and Bohemia Had Kings at once though not of Austria And therefore this had poorest Inference As hauing to that Crowne a reference So that to name Reuolts in such a case Vpon the scanning would the cause Disgrace As for an Interceding which they bring That Ferdinand was chosen once their King Compulsion they doe Answer is no Lawe And then the Faction kept them all in awe So that it was not orderly contriu'd But soone Reuersde by such as now suruiu'd The last was weakest of them all The Turke Would by this meanes all Europe set on worke Nay saide the Bolloigne Duke if it bee so There is no sence against the King to goe For then the Warres must needs protracted bee And greater troubles wee shall dayly see The onely way our strength for to Increase Is for the Emperor to aske a Peace And with the King of Boheme to Combine A League of amitie or else resigne As from the First vnto Election Of the Seauen Princes whose connection May well if all State matters so dispose As perfect Friends be made of greatest Foes Thus writ the Duke and sauour how it list How er'e your Holines may thinke he mist As not acquainting Rome with these euents Yet wrought it to the People great contents Romano Rather then thus euen I my selfe will goe To Turke and Tartars for their farther woe What shall our Father and the Church submit To Traiterous Heretickes Wee 'l none of it But raise vp Strangers to defend our cause To vnderstand our Canons and our Lawes To breake the necke of contumacious pride And whip these drunken Scismaticks beside And if the Goths were cal'd The Scourge of God Wee 'l bruise them with a Mahumetan Rod. Dominick Come this is frency and no policy No Zeale religion nor morallity Because a finger akes we therefore cut The whole hand off and so still foolish put The body vnto cauterising paine As hauing greater cause still to complaine For thus haue Kingdomes lost their siberty And subiect bene vnto captiuity Britaine for succour sundry Nations cal'd VVho in their seueral times their freedomes thral'd The barb'rous Irish went for Dermonds Rape To Englands King and so they did not scape The Grecian Empire called Strangers in VVho presently did all their Countries win Yea Spayne hath felt the like when Iulian Count In recconing vp disgraces did surmount In his reuenge about his Daughters crosse When by the Mores it had so great a losse And this will be the end of Turkish aide Nay in my soule I further am affraide That Rome shall feele their tyranny farre worsse Then any Warre or Hereticks foule cursse Pope Yet somthing must be done shall we giue way To all these Treasons and not once assay To adde a Cataplasme vnto this wound Which will the body of the Church confound Shall we let Ferdinand be thus abused And Spayne dispis'd when Austria is refused No sure if God help not the Deuill must If euer man or skill or Arte did trust Dominicke O say not so your Holines may take A calmer course and all extreames forsake Dismisse the bloudy Iesaits from hence With all strange Projects doe your selfe dispence Abstaine from murthers cruelties and rage Doe not the Church exotickly engage But send abroad some holy Priests of Name Who may with quietnes discourse their blame Dispute with reason and religious care Teach them of foule Damnation to beware Plead out for Conscience and true loue of God Who else will whip them with a scourging Rod Vrge their obedience vnto Kings of worth Whose Gouernment such proffit bringeth forth Of Peace and Plenty that what e're befall They doe Religious Zeale professe in all O 't is a comfort When that men be wrought By gentlenes to God and so are taught To yeeld by Loue and not for slauish feare Which makes but temporising and doth beare Two faces in one hood Therefore deare Sir Be rul'd by mee and worke no further stirre Pope Come Pasquill I will talke with thee For these Doe not my humour nor my fancy please What Councell dost thou giue what shall be donne To worke the good of this Imperiall Sonne Pasquill Who I of all the world you wrong me more To aske Aduise of me Why I haue store Of stranger Newes I must proclaime a troth Which Vncompeld I would bee very loth I am to tell you Wonders Prodegies Inuectiues Satyres Rimes and prophesies There 's not a Worde of mine but
you shall finde How Regicides haue still bene cast behinde The Captaines that kild Ishbosheth were slaine And he which fell on Saul lyed all in vaine Thus of the rest But come to later times Was not stout Nassaus murthers counted Crimes Prince of Orenge Reueng'd with punishment abhor'd with hate And made a cause of malice and debate What got we by those Henries of France Kild by our Iacobines whome to aduance With Saint-like honour Rome did nothing spare But then alas the Princes did declare Vpon the same our enemies profest The Hugonites grewe strong and did detest Such crueltie yea with Inuectiues durst For that foule Sinne holde Rome herselfe accurst And as for England as of late was seene The strange Attempts against that peerelesse Queene For so I needs must say how e're wee know Shee was seduced another way to goe Affected with Remorse such as so wrought That Catholickes themselues e'ill of Vs thought But when I once the Powder Treason name I doe protest I tremble at the same And must confesse the Deuill disappointed By such a Stratagem ' gainst Gods annoynted For how so ere Kings in Religion faile Yet Cyrus is Gods seruant to preuaile In his designes and they Vicegerents are For good or bad to manage all his warre Nay come to Fryer Paul of Venice State Whose Life so many wayes was sought of late It makes me thinke vpon the stubborne Iewes Who Paules good Doctrine did so much refuse That Vowes were made to kill him in the way But he preuented them Thus thus I say To kill will doe no good but cause the Foe More stronger with an armed Guard to goe And raise a Scandall on your Fatherhood Tearming the Cardinalls the Serpents broode That haue no better meanes the Truth to teach But Lessons of foule Murther still doe Preach Romano Then let vs doe as Machabans did When the poore Iewes were in the Mountaines hid For feare of proude Antiochas take Armes Rowse vp our Courages with warlike charmes Summon our Friends open our Treasures store Aduance the Churches Standard and before The Armies Catholicke with Blessings goe These Caitiffe Heretickes to ouerthrow Dominick This sauors better then the former twaine For this is Manly Princely Yet againe How shall wee thus preuailingly proceed When our own Countries are not well agreed It is not now as when our Innocent Did treade vpon the Dragon and was bent To sommon Fredericke to Romes high Throne Where that that his Holinesse as on a Stone Did set his Foote vpon the Emperors necke The proudest Monarchies to counterchecke It is not now as when three Dayes together Henry the Third though Caesar in foule weather Did Bare-leg wayte with his Empresse and Sonne Eu'n at your Pallace Gate Men then begun To reuerence the Church and durst not stray From true Religion the wronger way It is not now as when our Pandulph came To Englands Iohn and taught him a strange Game Of poore Submission least French Lewis might Dismisse him of his Dignity and Right It is not now as when Henry the Fift That Germane Prince his Father durst out Lift From the Imperiall Seate at your behest And raisd such Armies when you did request It is not now as when that you Deuisde For Millaine Naples and great State premisde For Charles of France so deare to Peters Chaire So Louing Carefull True and Debonaire That hee brought downe his Troopes to Vs amaine And surely ment the Empire to regaine When of Constantinople hee was Crown'd Chiefe Emperor and so most Warlike found Against your then supposed Foe Vntill That Pauies Battaile wrought a fatall ill It is not now as when the Priests and Friers Stucke to their Beades with limited Desires And went no further then a motion To stirre vp men to true Deuotion Were not transcendent in their Practises Nor past themselues in Forraine extacies For on my Soule If euer Rome had crosse Or Subject must bee vnto greater losse It is the stirring Iesuites that wrought it And they as Clergy polliticks haue sought it Good GOD what hath Religion to doe But with Religion men to stirre and wooe To Holy duties Sanctitie of Life Pennance for sinne to Cure debates and strife To saue the Soules of such as goe astray Like silly Ignorants the wronger way So that I know not as the Case now stands But Mischiefe is on foote in Christian Lands And to my feare I speake when you make tryall The end will bee our Scorne or worse Denyall You send to Albert as a Grandsires Sonne Not doubting but an Vnckles name hath wonne Much of regard An answer soone is made Hee Liues and Dyes vnder the Austrian shade But 'las for him These Flemmish Burgers range As farre as Cleue and stand in euery Grange Strong in their Courts of Guard and will not yeeld To giue him way in any Towne or Field You send to France why France is scarse her owne The Protestants then Catholickes are growne More strong and such are their Great Princes Power That no man knowes against them at this hower Who may preuaile but onely this is plaine They cannot spare a man to goe in vaine You send to Phillip Catholicke and Sonne Who hath so many Crownes Countries wonne But how shall they be kept on Head secure Without great force and how shall he endure To raise a forraine Army for your sake That was compeld a sodaine Peace to make With your worst friends Expect not ayde from thence Sufficiently to further your pretence You send to Pole hath Pole no Warres in hand With Turkes with Swenes or with the neighbour Land And are you sure the Passages are free Silesia's Gates and Countries opened bee Is not Lusatia shut Morania gon And how can Poles reliefe bee hoped on Except some stragling Cosacks heere and there As of all Nations you the like may heare As for the Cantons Swisse and Grisans stout It is but folly for to goe about Their succor's more then Mercenary pay And so to either side they make their way I neede not name your Principates about yee Nor other Prouinces that are without yee Of whome some watch the Turke some are at jarre Amongst themselues some for to raise a Warre Haue little meanes lesse men and lesser minde And so must prooue vnto your Sea vnkinde But in a worde the Princes are so strong Of this last Vnion that the meanest Wrong Done vnto one is done vnto another A Brother cannot better loue a Brother Pope Then it should seeme wee shall let all alone And sigh and weepe and crye lament and grone Pule at this outrage kisse the scourging Rod And onely like a Childe crye out O GOD Giue way to Rumor and with Patience Beare the report of Shame with feeling sence One day doth bring vs newes that Bohem Dare Against their Emperour themselues declare Rejecting Austria as it were in scorne Forsaking Vs as if wee were forlorne Another Day reportes the Palatine With other Lutherans
THE POPES COMPLAINT TO HIS MINION CARDINALS AGAINST THE GOOD successe of the BOHEMIANS and their generall Proceedings ☞ Non pacem petimus superi Date gentibus iras Nunc vrbes excite feras Coniuret in arma mundus Lucan Lib. 2. Pharsal ☞ The Speakers Names Pope PAVLVS QVINTVS A Burghesian BVRGHESIVS CAESARIO ROMANO Cardinalls A Dominican FRYER PASQVILL Strangulat inclusus dolor atque exaestuat intus Ouid. tristib Lib. 5. THE POPES COMPLAINT to his Cardinalls against BOHEMIA POPE O My Caesario what shall we doe now Since men dare thus our Proiects disalow Deride our Cursses and make slight our Power Scoffe at Religion as if now the hower Were come indeed to pull downe Babilon For so our Citie Rome they raile vpon They will no more our Indulgences haue Nor Trentals Dirges Masses doe they craue They laugh at Purgatoryes flames and fire Deny our Merits onely doe desire Saluation from the Passion of our Lord And all Our Canons are by them abhord To heare the Aue Bell is made a sporte Vnto Confession none will scarce resort So that I feare of Christian libertines We Atheists shall become by outward signes Caesario Your Holines hath tolde a grieuous tale Made faint my hart my bloodles cheekes looke pale I quake to haue You thus affrighted bee And yet there is no cause for ought I see Pope No cause Caesario why I then begin To tell the cause what care I for their sinne Or whether men in world liue ill or well Or whether dying goe to Heauen or Hell Whether that Princes swell with heat of pride Or doe make hatefull warres on euery side Whether whole Countries subjugate each other Deny the Faith and all their vices smother So we doe holde Supremacie secure Haue certaine wayes our Annuals to assure Keep them in awe that dare withstand our Cursse Blessing the meanes which doe enrich our Pursse So we our Glory and delights maintaine Or else what hath beene done is all in vaine Caesario Why so ye doe who dare oppose your Plea Who sendeth not for Blessings to your Sea Who is not correspondent to your Will Seeking your Holy pleasure to fulfill Except some scatterd Lutherans of late As Malcontents for their deboist Estate Some scambling Scismaticks penurious fooles A fewe of Hereticks in wrangling Schooles A common tricke of Sathans for contention As in all times the Church hath had dissention Pope Some few Aye me how can you say some fewe When that whole Kingdomes as it is too true Haue thriued in reuolts from our designes And packing sent our Legats and Assignes Who cares in England for our threates or hate Scotland is worsse in matters of debate In Ireland our Priests are made a pray The other Northerne Kingdomes keep away France is our eldest Sonne but what can France Doe gainst him selfe our Power to aduaunce The Netherlands Tryumph for Their rejection And from their natiue Princes seek annection To other Soueraigntie and ne'r againe Will once obay or Austria or Spaine But of all others Curst be that prowd Towne Prowd of a Fennish Lake to beare Vs downe And as they thinke impregnable to stand Geneua Scorne all the Forces that may come by Land These led the Dance and these doe boast of Time Three hundred yeares agoe that all their Clime The Zwitzers Cantons and the Grisons haue Sought our Religious Orgies to depraue And so by them was Wicklife taught to stray And the Waldenses tooke the wronger way Then followed Hierome and Bohemian Husse And other Satanists who did discusse Gainst our good Discipline and made a breach By Germaine Factions as their Church did teach So that a Prouince I can scarce now name Who as Apostaâ—t incurre not defame But neuer had the Deuill such a tricke That strooke it home and touch't vs to the quicke To raise a Frier to withstand a Prince O God how Luther dared not long since Our mightie Charles affront vnto his face And gainst our Sea proclaymed all disgrace But more then these the Grecian Church complaines That they are poor and we haue all the gaines They liue deprest wee doe vsurpe their pride They were the first we tryumph on each side So they had rather liue in seruitude Then for the Latines any way conclude Caesario If it be so rowse vp your Holinesse And be the same you doe your selfe professe Peters successor both to binde and loose Open the Churches Treasure and out-choose Your Bulles your Cursses Fulminations With all those Maledicting Relations That haue in former times kept Kings in awe And made the Empire subiect to your Lawe Dominicke With Reuerence vnto the Papacy And awfull care to Peters Legacy Let a poor Frier open now his minde For well I see there much remaines behinde Alas alas what now will Cursses doe Or Bulles or Threatnings If they all put to Their helping hand more then in former times To make a scoffe at our poor Friers Rimes Not long agoe we did begin with Spayne Both Sonne and Father we thought to restrayne Charles 5. But for the Father Burbon sack't our Cittie Teaching the Cloistred Nunnes to cry for pittie The Matrons Virgins wrung their hands for ruth To see such rauishments of chastest Youth Yea all both sortes and sexes did lament Those foule outragies to their discontent And for the Sonne durst Aluas Duke controule The Conclaue and the Pope him selfe whose soule Phillip 2. He baited hunted with strong inference Of Pastorall duties and more consequence Of humane clemency religious Zeale Humbled regard and after did appeale To Iesus Christ himselfe against that Cursse That made the Armies and the Cause the worsse And this was all wee got by our fine skill Which they call Tyrannie as others will Disclaime the like For when our Father had That Prince of Princes so reputed bad That great Elizaheth out of the Church With Menaces cast we fell in the Lurch She as a Rocke immoueable did stand And all our Priests were hated in her Land Yea other Princes from their strong Allyance Prepared to withstand our strange defiance Come nearer home what did our Threatning worke But rowse the sleeping Lyon who did lurke Cowchant before and by St. Mark his Charme Resolued was to doe vs no great harme But when we would not so appeased stand He Panther-like opened his stronger hand And shewed his Tallents when within his reach The Prey was come so Venice made a breach Against our Walles Yea hilly Sauoy dare To counterchecke our Discipline not spare And therefore sure when we are thus withstood These Bulles and Fulminations doe no good Burghesius Then doe as Peters vision biddeth vs Both kill and eate what need we more discusse If mansuetude cannot confirme our Sate Let slaughters on each side quench the debate Some either loue or money will perswade Or hope of Blisse such Tyrants to inuade Dominick O say not so this makes vs odious And is against Religion dangerous Looke into holy Writ and