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 Behoâ—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 knowâ— 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 Majâ—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 wâ—ll be made your Lordships document To shew your wayes 'gainst God himself are bent Whiâ—'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 Honouâ— 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
be pleas'd your self t' advise By thinking on precedent Prophecies Sixth Henry sure in this a Prophet was And did foreseâ— what things would come to passe Whom when confined by Imprisonment King Edward Fourth o th' name to visit went With Glâ—sâ—â—â—â— Duke and Richmonds all in state 〈…〉 two did Henry ruâ—naâ—e When those four Princes in one Bason wash't Successively a smile from Henry past Which Edward spies and thereupon would know The reason that did move him thereunto Th' unhappy King as he yet smiling stands 'T is strange quoth he four Kings should wash their hands Thus in one Bason Edward presseth on To know his meaning Henry thereupon Doth thus expresse himself I was Thou art And Gloster will be But for Richmonds part He shall be speaking thus as in despite Of all that should withstand great Richmonds might What shall be shall be none shall it oppose This force the words do in themselves inclose And so it was by Conquest Richmond wonne The Crown of England and by him was done A glorious work He did in one unite Those fragrant Flowers the Red-Rose and the White And so did cease that deadly bleeding Warre 'Twixt those two Houses York and Lancaster That King renown'd did in his judgement see Another union which in time might be When Monarchs two should so in one be met As that one Monarch over both should set A Crowned King England and Scotland both Their peoples should be made by sacred Oath One King to serve and that one to obay Whose Royall Scepter should both Kingdoms sway What Henry 7. foresaw to passe is brought The union as you see is firmely wrought The Laws of God and Nations do confirme it Woe then to them who seek to overturn it Our good King Charles from Henry 7 descended Of all the Kings no one King more commended For all the vertues that a King adorn His Royall Head by Right the Crown hath worn And Rightfully it doth to Him belong This to deny none dares do such a wrong Shall then the Subjects of his Kingdoms bend Their strength His Kingdoms from his Crown to rend With England Scotland joyn'd in full consent Shall each from other be in pieces rent God made the marriage and it is a wonder What God hath joyned that man should dare to sunder Great Brittain now by her great union is A Lady Crown'd with everlasting blisse If that her King and people could agree But to uphold her peacefull unity And this to do is our good Kings desire It is the thing which he doth most require His profer'd love is by his Subjects slighted And his desires of Peace with Warre requited Division now the union dis-uniting Sets both the Kingdoms 'gainst each other fighting And both of them 'gainst their Monarchall King Do joyn their Forces and their Armies bring Into the Field Can Heathen stories tell A work that may such mischiefs paralell Then Noble Earl be touch't with some remorse And now no longer do thy self enforce By civill Warre â—o spoile thy Countreys Peace But rather cause all bloody broiles to cease Remember Richmond shall be Henry said So Richmond was Now then his Of-spring aid And boldly say our good King Charles shall be In spight of Foes Our Royall King And he Shall Rule and Reign and all his Subjects they With faith's Allegiance shall their King obey Promote but this Great Brittains joy shall then In union stand confirm'd Amen Amen Renounce Rebellion 't is thy Honours stain He runneth farre that never turns again Turn to thy King and he will turn to thee With mercy more then can deserved be Lead on the Army under thy Command No more against but with thy King to stand Thy Christian love and loyalty expresse In working thus our Kingdoms happinesse Thus what Charles Ancestors did once foresee Shall be establish't to Eternity Thou shalt by such endeavours never fear it The love of God and all good men inherit But if thou shalt this warre continue then Thou shalt abhorred be of God and Men For such a wastefull cruell warre needs must In th' issue lay this Kingdom in her durst And therein will Gods worship be interred And best of civill Government lie buried Of this Great Isle the Old Inhabitants Did paint themselves to make their countenance Seeme to beholders gastly grimme and fierce Such Cesar found us But we now are worse We then were Salvages now Christians are And this Rebellion makes us worse by farre Then rude Barbarians such wayes we know Do worst beseem such as for Christians go America when first discovered Her People though by Heathens governed Yet to their King were most obedient And mongst them was such form of Government As all could well what was their own enjoy Themselves did not as we our selves destroy O mourning Times for every honest man Men-eaters like to those of Magellan Who Viper-like no whit at all will spare Their Mothers Womb quite out to rend and teare Wilt thou be one of that base viperous brood And is to thee thy Countries spoile thy food Thou do'st thy self a Christian write why then Wilt thou in sinne out-strip those Heathen men Who serv'd their King and durst not him offend Wilt thou thy evils unto that height extend Even Heathens shall 'gainst thee in judgement rise Unlesse some better course thou do'st devise In time For what by Warre can mended be In Warre we can but our confusion see In presence of our God conjure I thee That thou thy King and native Countrey free From their sad fate So that Religion true May stand establisht to the worlds wide view And that fair Englands people as in times Of Yore may all sit underneath their vines And peacefully enjoy what is their own That King and Kingdoms blisse may still be known And bear aloft the honour of their name Cleer'd from Rebellion Christians stain and shame This to atchieve do from Rebellion cease And Nobly worâ—elâ—y King and Countreys Peace Thus shalt thou make a mends for what 's a misse And to thine Honour gain eternall blisse The third Song My Muse is now upon an Errand sent To view a Wall that gives no good content Of such bad Wallers there's too many now And one of them my Muse will shew to you MY Muse doth now Sir William Waller see Who loves to sight where Walls and Hedges be Twixt him and them he is to fight withall For then hee 'l shew himself a Souldier tall O could his wit but handsomely contrive Before him always Woods and Hills to drive Then would he with a Souldiers threatning looks Amaze his Foes and burn up watry Brooks But on plain ground if he be brought to fight He knows full soon to save himself by slight For after-ages this remember will How fast he ran away at Roundway-Hill Yet notwithstanding that his overthrow My mind to me can sundry Actions show That 't is in Warre a very Common-thing One day to loose another day
he no Brownist is No Is he not He is as bad or worse As now appears by his Rebellious course Though Brownists from our Church do separate They cannot thereof overthrow the state So dangerously as those amongst us staying Who still appear our Churches Peace betraying Here the Triumviri which first begin To lead the way unto Rebellions sin Are Burton Bastwick and their brother Prynne The stinking Sink of honoured Lincolnes-Inne These three the Church and Common-wealth would sway All men of greatest Understanding They Would seem to see all dangers imminent And seeming ones with mischief to prevent These lay their Plot upon which ground now stands The Armies of Rebellions armed hands I know them all and for them have been sad To see that they no more discretion had In every thing that counsell is not just Which thus prescribeth To be sure mistrust Mov'd by meere jealousies the more 's their guilt They throw down Out-works where no Fort is built For what they saw they should not so have spoken The Lyon sleeps when yet his eyes are open There was a care Romes Popery to withstand Even in those things which then were tool in handâ— Yet they crie out Saile not too neer Romes Gates Lest Popery prevaile thus talk't these Mates Those that would in the way of Truth prevaile Must sailing unto Heav'n by Hells Gates saâ—â—e And yet their course in all things wisely steere As Rocks and Shelves and Sands they never feare The Churches Ship in this worlds Sea thus sailing 'gainst Rocks Shelves and Sands shall be prevailing And those that thus in sailing wisely strive At last in Heavens fair Haven shall arrive But they so ill a course like wise-ones took As on a Dangerous Rock the Ship is strook And must into a generall shipwrack fall If this Rebellious Warre continue shall In which thou Brown a great Commander art And Brownist art in taking of their part But all this while I cannot but admire What things they are these Rebels do require Is it the true Religion to uphold This to defend our King is wondrous bold His Royall person into th' Field to bring And to his Subjects say Behold your King Compleat in Arms Religion to defend And for the same his dearest blood to spend And in this Cause Prince Charles with valiant spirit Doth nobly seek true Honours fame to merit And in th' atchievement of this glorious work We may behold the Princely Duke of York This sight but seen should make Rebellion cease And move all Subjects to embrace a Peace So often offered by his Royall Grace Why should not this in every Heart take place If in this warre the Royall blood be spilt Can England ever wash away the guilt What is your ayme All Papists out to root Is this the mark whereat your minds do shoot This but suspected Papists on their Guard Would stand and so your Market might be marr'd They do not want the best Intelligence There 's not a Kingdom but they hear from thence And whatsoere against them is debated Is by some speedy means to them related And sure it is that they did understand Three Kingdoms Schismaticks joyn'd hand in hand A strong Rebellion by degrees to raise Whose first beginning should be Scotlands praise And in that work although most closely arted The Papists knew they chiefly should have smarted Have been destroyed every Mothers Child At best should be perpetually exil'd This Myne perceiv'd a Counter Myne was wrought Which to effect in Ireland first was brought Not Papists there they Schismaticks did call As here not Schismaticks were Papists all First Irelands Myne did spring and up were blown The Protestants of English Nation Thus did this bloody Warre take its beginning From Web of woe our Schismaticks were spinning For Papists Now when Ireland thus brâ—ke forth Resolved to go on by Vow and Oath Our Parliament was trusted to addresse Some present means Rebellion to suppresse And Moneys raised were to this intent That presently an Army should be sent To Ireland but then suddenly did break Rebellion forth here mongst our selves to speak The Truth contrived long before Rebellion here increasing more and more By Moneys here for Irelands cause collected An home-bred sad Rebellion was protected Which spareth no mans lively-hood nor life But strikes at all and still doth grow more riâ—e Wherein our good King Charles hath saddest share His sorrows being deep beyond compare His Royall Heart from grief to grief proceeding To see that all his Kingdoms lye a bleeding Herewith when as my mourning Muse had met Teers from my eyes my blotted Papers wet The more because Our King still offer'd Peace Yet Rebels would not from Rebellion cease What hearts have they whence do they draw their might 'gainst King so good can any subject fight But next unto pretens'd Religions cause They say they fight for to maintain the Laws Of Englands Kingdom and the Subjects Right For these they bring their Armies forth to fight O shamelesse boldnesse that dares this averre When all the Kingdoms Laws by this their Warre They overthrow so much as in them lies T' uphold the Kingdoms Laws His Majesties Great Care is known he nothing more desires The Magna Charta's that which he requires Should stand in force of Englands Laws the ground And in that Magna Charta there is found A solemn Curse which doth most sharply speak 'gainst those who shall our Laws foundation break Though not pronounc'd at our Great Courts down setting Yet still it speaks a Curse on those begetting Who shall our Kingdoms National Laws destroy And Childrens Children may that Curse enjoy But this Rebellion Subjects Right doth seek As it the former doth for both alike Are over-thrown by it The Laws maintain The Subjects Right by Law the Subjects gain Their just propriety in every thing This to uphold our just and righteousse King Commands his Judges wherein if they faile The Law doth then against themselves prevaile Faine would the King at White-Hall Palace be That thence he might his Reverend Judges see In Order each unto their Courts to passe O what a singular blessed sight it was For Christ himself doth say Kings reign by me I Judges make my Justice to decree The King and Judges out of this way kept The Kingdom is of her just Laws bereft Who are they then that Subjects Right debarre The King or those that 'gainst the King make Warre Admit some wrongs 'gainst Law the Subjects grieved Were they not by our Gracious King relieved In those last Statutes which he pleas'd to make But now for making Laws new wayes we take The Subject dares against his Soveraigns will Make Laws what Age can president such ill That lawlesse man the Antichrist of Rome Within the bounds of Law will never come Divine and Humane Laws he breaks them all And Ruleth by a power Tyrannicall He standing on high terms doth