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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.
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Pricket, Robert.
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1645
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Wing P3408; Thomason E290_19; ESTC R200141
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Even with thy self were we both set a part But now let 's both to shield our selves from evill Fight 'gainst our sinnes the World the Flesh the Devill My Muse will him a Christian subject sing That Feareth God and honoureth the King The fifth Song Now that my Muse into the North is come Shee seeks about as hearing there are some Who side with Lesley in this shamefull Warre Which honest men should from their heart abhorre My Muse in seeking one she hath found out Doth tell his name and so resolves the doubt FAirfax Farre fetcht deer bought is good men say For Ladies yet not if they strain to pay Too deer a price for all the things they buy Such Chap-men turn to Bank-rupts suddenly Bank-rupt of Grace it seems that now thou art Against thy King to take Rebellions part And such a King as England never had Who did delight to make his Subjects glad By granting what they justly should desire What more could Subjects of their King require What fury then inflames Rebellions fire And causeth Rebels proudly to aspire To such an height their Soveraign to compell To do but what themselves should say is well Although it be at once to overthrow Both King and Kingdom which the Powder-blow Intended And what that would then have wrought This now Rebellion to effect hath brought Fair England which advanc'd in glory stood Is now thrown down into a Sea of blood A Jesuite and Schismatick in evill Are both alike the Children of the Devill Thou Fairfax art the last and dost so walk That future Ages thus of thee will talk He hated Rome and yet made way to bring A Roman-like Rebellion 'gainst her King In such a Warre wilt thou with Lesley joyn And set Religion's Stamp upon thy Coyn False Coyn to make by Law is Treason held And such a work thou brought'st into the field A Princely Generall in 's * Colours had this clause Foâ— God for King for Countrey for the Laws For these to fight it is a Souldiers praise And who so fight their Honours name shall raiâ—e In future Ages unto such an height As Honour shall on their Memoriall wait But those that dye in foul Rebellions plot Their memory their name shall stinck and rot And so shall thine if still thou bearest Arms To work thereby thy Kings and Countreys harms And all good Laws to trample under Feet Is this a work for Noble Subjects meet Ignobly sure with shames reproach runne they Who will runne on in proud Rebellions way I wonder Fairfax what 't is makes thee fight What Bugbear standeth in thy judgements sight Thy King hath promised by Oath and Vow Gainst Kingdoms Laws no one thing to allow You say His Protestations Verball are 'T were well for all you not so reall were Then would you not so really intend Your Gracious King unjustly to offend For whatsoere our King his word hath past Should be performed from the first to th' last If Subjects but a Legall way would take They might be sure he wholsome Laws would make And by their Execution give them life And so prevent whatsoere should move to strife What moves thee then thy Armies on to bring In Hostile manner 'gainst so good a King A woefull thing with Lucan 't was to spye 'gainst Roman Eagle Roman Eagle flye Unto our woe our eyes are now descrying 'gainst Englands Red-crosse Englands Red-crosse flying And Andrew's Crosse to fill their Scottish Gorge Comes flying in against our Englands George And English hands with strong Rebellions might Must Andrew help against themselves to fight ' Ware England ' ware help not the Scots too much Lest that mad work produce a danger such As may effect that Anchorets Prophesie Which Polychronicon doth testifie * Both Kingdoms Forces firmly joyned may With boldnesse to the world most stoutly say Deal as thou wouldst be dealt with We not care To bid our proudest foes do what they dare Our Force by Sea about the Island round Was strength enough to keep the Inland sound By Sea and Land we now our selves destroy Which into Mourning changeth all our Joy We through the World our Honour might have born But now to th' world have made our selves a scorn And 'mong our selves we have a spoâ—le begun Which all the World 'gainst us could not have done And yet the workers of our mischief still Do all run on most desperately in ill Iâ—Fairfax mad or drunk what dulls thy sence Thou canst not see the ill of thine offence Who eats a Hemlock-root in Parsneps stead Is thereby into fits of Madnesse led What Cup of Lethe doth thy sense beguile And makes thee sleeping dye and dying smile Awake thy self rowze thy distracted senses Rebellion Treason are such vile offences As throws thee down into an horrid State That God and all Good men thy Actions hate As Alexander once was heard to say To wise Calisthenes the same I may Speak unto thee That wiseman I do hate That doth not wisely for his own estate * Wise to thy self learn thou in time to be That thou thy straying wayes may'st wisely see The fear of God best wisdom doth begin It will thee reach to see and know thy sinne In thine amisse do thou thy self not cherish Thy Judge doth say thou must repent or peâ—ish The Prodigall comes to himself again Shews they are mad that do in sinne remain The Christians Faith not with Repentance joyn'd Doth argue name of Christian falsly coyn'd Beleeve Confesse Repent and sinne forsake These Graces do a Christian rightly make Those men are truly mad which do suppose Themselves true Christians whilst they do inclose Themselves in worst of sinnes such Monsters are And so art thou in this Rebellious warre If thou 'lt be led by sacred Wisdoms lore It will thee then unto thy wits restore Thou shalt no more in fits of madnesse runne Thy madnesse hurt enough too much hath done Already 't is time those fits should stay Which to thy self and Countrey brings decay Two Kingdoms will but make a sad conclusion When both of them have wrought their own confusion Me thinks Jerusalem may cause suspition That we our selves will bring to her condition None but seditious Brethren mongst us are The causers of this most destructive warre Will valiant Fairfax chief Commander be In such a Warre And where himself may see His Countreys Ruine joyned with his own O let so vile a thing no more be known A danger when foreseen is soon prevented It may at last untimely be lamented This foule Rebellion not in time withstood 'T is vain to think of Kings and Countreys good Thy warlike Hands hast thou to sinne so sold As by them still Rebellion to uphold Is this the way bright Honours Fame to winne By thy persisting in so damn'd a sinne That Honour purchas'd is at dearest cost When Soul and Body both thereby are lost Not Honour then but foule Dishonours shame Shall wait upon the
memory of thy Name When thou art dead Do therefore whilst alive Thy better thoughts within thy self revive Each Kingdom in it self divided is And each 'gainst other Now the Lord of Blisse Euen Truth it self hath spoken to us all No Kingdom in such case can stand but fall What hast thou done what is 't thou doest then No bâ—tter actions then the worst of men Such actions do as may thy self commend Gainst King and Countrey do no more offend Thy Countrey now which thou hast made to bleed To stanch her blood thy helping hand doth need Some healing Balme unto thy Countrey bring The Scorpions Oyl doth heale the Scorpions sting Now then resolve with all thy greatest force To stop and stay Rebellions wounding course Joyn thou with those that with our King do joyn Religion then no counterfeited Coyn Shall make to passe but lawfull money then Shall onely passe amongst us English men King Charles his Image Coyn shall lawfull make And that for currant shall his Subjects take Though now we are enforc'd by lawlesse might Some things to do as if in Laws despight And that by those who should our Laws protect Though now they do both King and Laws reject The King mongst them doth but a Cipher stand Their Will's a Law and unto their Command Both King and fellow-subjects must submit O monstrous shame for Heathens most unfit Yet to maintain such Actions most unjust They take up Arms and in their Swords do trust 'gainst God and King when such Rebellion's rais'd Curst be those tongues by whom it shall be prais'd To call ill good is an accursed thing A Curse it will at last most surely bring Who unto Peace do bend their heart and mind Shall out of doubt from God a blessing find Then Fairfax if thou truly valiant art Strike in for Peace and take thy Soveraigns part One of thy name long since in Arms I knew At Groning-Leaguer and indeed t is true He was a valiant Captain Art thou so No more against the Lords Annointed go Noâ— fight again against His Majâ—sty Nor Actor be in Englands Tragedy The Peace of Charles our Soveraign Lord the King His Crown and Dignity yea that 's the thing Which honest Subjects strongly should uphold And so in Arms of Peace their Countrey fold Fight thou for this and therein valiant be So Honour shall attend and follow thee Know Fairfax that I wish thy happinesse As thou thy self dost unto Peace addresse Peace Glory Honour these shall Crown thee then This Peace God grant unto us all Amen The sixth Song Mongst Oxen now my Muse desendeth down From Hob to Lob and so cries Whoo to Brown BRown-Bread and Onions with a Garlike-head Is Carters meat So Coridons are fed By which strong food they thereon feeding well Their breath is made to have a stinking smell So Brown hath thine what Onion is't I think Thou feed'st upon which makes thy breath to stink Is 't a Scotch Onion which Englands house withstood Though now they serve it even in Broaths of Blood It seemes it is an Onion sharp and sowre Which causeth many a thousand eyes to powre Forth teares with many a sad and grieved thought To see what sowre effects are thereby wrought But Brown art thou of that proud Browns descent Whose Schisme at first our Peace in peeces rent And of whose name the Brownists have their stile Whose foolish Sect can none but Fools beguile Yet of such Force as it hath been a terror To those who love to please themselves in error Those Greenway Barrow first did break the Ice Then Vdall did with Penry joyn advice Three first were hang'd to Scotland Penry fled And there abroad his Schisme he proudly spred The Brethren of the Scottish Parity Did joyn with him in all his Knavery So that each Kingdom to their trouble felt The share which Schisme and Faction freely dealt Amongst them And the holy Brâ—thren they Grew up together walked in one way By vow and Oath in League and Covenant knit To serve each others turn when time should fit Now Brownisme though it was by Law supprest In Corners yet it was too much profest And those though silenc'd would not silence keep But Preach at mid-night when 't was time to sleep In Woods in Cock-lofts Sellars Gravel-pits For some such place such Brethren best befits There would they pray and there full often Preach And to their Brother-hood Rebellion teach And say In cause Ecclesiasticall The King himself can have no power at all The Church is govern'd by her Ministry And herein they renounce his Majesty The King himself he must a member be Of some one Congregation and He Must Subject be unto their Church-Divine And must submit unto their Discipline So Preach the Brethren of the Parity And what is this but down-right Popery But David Salomon each following King In holy writ sufficient warrant bring That every King in his own Kingdom is Next unto Christ Supream And things amisse In Church or Common-wealth they all should be By Him reform'd Without him you may see No thing is done His Warrant His Consent Is that enables Subjects to Convent And ratifies what they conclude upon So that without him nothing can go on Priests High-Priests are by Kings prefer'd They can At pleasure place and displace any man Kings hold their Crown from God He that is King Doth in his Kingdom rule in every thing Such is His Dignity and Royall State All powers else are but subordinate To Him And Subjects ranged in their List The powers which are of God must not resist For if they do 'gainst God themselves they set And shall thereby his high displeasure get Kings take their place next under-neath their God To Him alone they must be left His Rod Is onely that which over-aweth them And not the Words nor Rodds nor Swords of men Who being Subjects onely must obey These no Commission have to over-sway Their King If Brown 'gainst this his reasons bring Hee 'l reason like a Traytor to his King And those his Priests who 'gainst this truth do Preach Do Treason and Rebellion plainly teach Mongst them too sorts of Brownists may be found Both building on the one and self same ground And both alike uphold Rebellion's Action Uprais'd by Schisme and by seditious faction The first least dangerous do separate Themselves from this our Church and dare to prate 'gainst this their Mother Nation and deny That here the being of a Church doth lye To build their Church to Amsterdam they runne But lose their labour when they thither come For why The States will not allow them there The honourable name of Church to bear They an Asse-sembly are not named Holy So well discerned is their Factions folly Some yeers there spent at last from thence they go As wise as Walthams Calf for we must know They hither come into blind Corners creep And there 's their Church