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Caledons complaint against infamous libells, &c.
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Mure, William, Sir, 1594-1657.
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1641
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Wing M2609; ESTC R7424
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Caledons complaint against infamous Libells c. VVHat raging fury Guest of horrid night Comes arm'd with flames and shaikes against the Light Loos'd from the chaines of darknesse to disturbe The sons of unitie borne vice to curbe By Law not force wee move not tumult make Wee Justice plead Sedition doe forsake None with rebellion our attempts will brand But who themselves to crush Religion band By act or by intent Faire Vertue shines Reflecting every where from our designes That whither forc'd to arme or to entreat Our mildnesse our Submission to bee great None can denie For so with Truth sweete peace Which in our chiefe desires hath chiefest place Joyn'd hands and did from Heaven salute this Land Who could the excesse of his joy command Who would not fall before his sacred Feete Whom royall Vertues make a Prince compleete And Armes lay downe or at his will employ Lift Him to honour and his foes destroy Who equall with his life his peoples good Would value were they rightly understood But by Religions overthrow to gaine Dishonourable ease with Conscience staine That truth be underminde by Policie For Peace shoud wee dispence Who can deny This cursed peace this ignominious ease Were high rebellion would the Lord displease MOst sacred SOVERAIGNE honour of this Age Thy Justice wee appeale brought on the Stage By close Camelions foes who friendes appeare Abusing our indulgence and thine Eare Deserving on the parchment of their backe The hang-mans whips should in characters blacke Draw out each passage of those wicked arts They us'd to wound thy grievous Subjects hearts And kindle in thy royall Breast a fire Which never can bee quench'd till thy just ire Their bloud doe expiate till vengeance fall And from the heavens confound those fire-brands all Lo braine-sicke Cherelus dare brave our State As at his fancie thy displeasures spaite Were readie to breake forth Darre hee repine That Light throughout this glorious Yle doth shine For which too narrow Europ shall bee found Before the worke bee with the issue crown'd Base lies now vents hee now with malice stings Those honour'd Heraulds of the King of Kings Chaifes that from mongst our honey-bees wee drive Those Wasps whose venome had infect'd the hyve That wee those limbs of Antichrist abjure Unmitring monsters that did court the Whorre Of Rome this Land adventuring to defile And make through their abominations vile Now to our charge disloyaltie is laide That Parricids wee dare the Throne invade Rob Caesar of his due disclaime our head And limits of alleadgeance doe exceed O hight of hate O hellish impudence To thinke that men of honour could dispence With conscience with their duetie to a King So good so just so wisely governing Whose Love as of a Fathers found we have As of a Master wee his favour crave His Aide as of a Lord since Fathers love And Sons obedience hand in hand doe move To homage and protection mutually Since true relation Prince and people tye THy countreys heart doth bleed her grieves art great Both fraud and force conspire against her State Her native liberties encroach'd on are Which gain'd with honour honourably were From time to time maintain'd against the pride And power of all that durst against her side Her violated Lawes the civill Right Of Subjects shaken Justice mar'd by might Religion vex'd and wrong'd that sacred Band Of Amitie and Union of the Land The solide Pillar which the State sustaines By which cemented firme each piece remaines Christs cause yea Crowne in question by the bands Of duetie by the pow'r put in thy hands The regall Scepter Diadem and Sword In Faith's defence entrusted by thy LORD Conjure Thee while the lowring Skies portend A Tempest to the danger to attend And wisely to His interest advert Who count will crave how acted is thy part Those whom eclipses more than Sun-light please The birds of prey which gape for gaine Those flies Which feed upon infection and stinke Our Camels which but troubled streames can drinke Divisions Cataracts would open keep And kindle quarrels which lye buried deep That Brethren Pillars of the royall Throne By GOD and Nature under Thee made one One bundell of united shafts a Band Not easie to bee brash'd by strangers hand May thus be weakened and receive a wound Endangering both which shall not soone be sound But ah to thinke that Thou whose aide wee call The peoples Parent Watch-man on our wall The Geometrick point with eaven Aspect Bound all thy bounding Borders to respect The Head the Heart of the Republicke made A God a Judge set over good and bade That Thou thy royall Banners shouldst display By Justice Sword to make thy passion way Against a Nation from defection free Who heavens dare face for their integritie O depth of woe O hight of passing griefe That Thine who supplicate by Thee reliefe Must arme and at uncertaine blouds expense Bee forc'd unto an innocent defence Dread Soveraigne Son of Mars if arme thou wilt No drop of bloud let bee in Britaine spilt March and all Europe shall be put in fray The Alpes the Perinees shall make Thee way Thy neighbouring state with Olives shall attend Thy rights decision while thou dost suspend The Rhine whose streams are swolne with tears shall smile And fears of longer servitude exile Romes wals shall tremble proud Madrid shall quaik When with joynt-forces thou the fields shall take With warriours more then men thy Britanies bold Attended who for feare nor force will fold Thy sea-wall'd world huge colonies shall spair For peopling kingdomes which usurped are By Tyrants bold and blinde the foes of Truth Yea Thou shalt lead with Albions choicest youth The worthies and the wits of either land Our Archimeds who with industrious hand Reach Natures depths reviving Dedals arts Thy Scots with Gyants hands and Lyons hearts Shall gallantly go on who whiles they arme