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Militia too, they needs must gain,
Those pretty carnal tools:
As fit for none but fools.
Thus Royal Charles lets to lease,
Lays sword and scepter down;
Above a glorious crown.
His sting to be my pen;
Worse than the dregs of men.
For which they made us bleed;
On this and that side Tweed.
Yet still find new and worse;
Give me his skill to curse.
And for quick passage tiither,
So may they hang together.
But a Scotch calvinist;
Now he cashiers his Christ.
But let their gospel down;
Now a new one's come to town.
Dear brethren are and friends;
For knavish-godly ends.
But learn ye to be c.vil;
Shake hands too with the devil.
No new shall be for me ;
Were he the king of kings, his crown
Could not be safe from foes;
But murther and depose.
In wenches, tarts, and jelly;
They serve no God but belly.
If they the treaty cease,
That cry, No king, no peace.
For honours now are crimes;
All to the prim'tive times.
Without crown, lands, or riches !
Great Charles to fig-leave breeches.
Ladies, like the first woman,
Now all things are in common.
Three kingdoms have o'erthrown, And made all fellows, with their king,
A foot-ball of the crown.
Why thou at first didst jar?
The first ground of the war.
With the sectarian routs ;
Or but a king of clouts.
The saints, not yet content,
And cry, No parliament.
Treason no end can know,
As well as those below.
Hark, how for peace the kingdom groans,
That warr’d they knew not why!
Will out against you cry.
Or else the world will think,
If blood you love to drink.
Whilst widows pine and moan; And tender conscience, in ser’n years,
Is turn'd t' a heart of stone.
Our breasts with hope do swell;
Or bid the world farewel.
Our Saints (I see) will own;
Treason to wear a crown.
"Tis gospel to rebel :
Be it in heav'n or hell.
When here their work is done :)
And storm thee in thy throne. Then John-a-Leyden, Nell, and all
Their goblin ghostly train, (Brave rebel saints triumphant) shall
Begin their second reign.
London's a blessed place,
And nurse the babe of grace.
Till they have empty purses.
Of sainted chivalry,
That groan for liberty.
Their king they will not pity : Then spur thein on, and soundly lash These dull-men of the city.
Dull cuckolds! we are dainty slaves,
may be content,
Make up a parliament.
Vote king, lords, all offenders ;
Of our long-sword state-menders. 'Tis Noll's own brew-house now, I swear;
The speaker's but bis skinker: Their members are, like th' council of war,
Car-men, pedlars, and tinkers.
None such in all past ages!
Will next pay you your wages.
When Christmas was an high-day, Whose sports we now shall see no more;
'Tis turn'd into Good-Friday. Now, when the king of kings was born,
And did salvation bring, They strive to crucify in scorn
His viceroy, and their king.
No new one will suffice;
Princes in sacrifice.
powers are safe, treason's a tilt,
And the mad sainted-elves
They'll all be kings themselves.
adieu : Old sack and things must pass away,
And so shall all your new. Now for a no-king, or a new;
For th' old, they say, shall pack; The new may serve a year to view
Like an old almanack. New houses, new; for th' old ones dote,
And have been thrice made plunder;
And are a nine-days wonder.
For CHARLES shall wear the crown: 'Tis a damn'd cause, that damns the laws,
And turns all upside down.
CROMWELL, THE WICKED:
New-exchange, 1661. Twelves, containing ninety Pages.
ADVERTISEMENT. This discourse was written in the time of the late protector, Richard the Little;
and was but the first book of three, that were designed by the author. The second was to be a discourse with the guardian angel of Eugland, concerning all the late confusions and misfortunes of it. The third, to devounce heavy judgments against the three kingdoms, and several places and parties in them, unless they prevented then speedily by serious repentance, and that greatest and hardest work of it, restitution. There was to be upon this subject the burden of England, the burden of Scotland, the burden of Ireland, the burden of London, the burden of the army, the burden of the divines, the burden of the lawyers, and many others, after the manner of prophetical threatenings in the Old Testament: But, by the extraordinary mercy of God (for which we had no pretence of merit, nor ihe least glimpse of hope) in the sudden reftoration of reason, and right, and happiness to us, it became not only unnecessary, but unseasonable and impertinent to prosecute the work. However, it seemed not so to the author to publish this first part, because, though no man can justify or approve the actions of Cromwell, without having all the seeds and principles of wicked. Dess in his heart, yet many there are, even honest and and well-meaning people, who, without wading into any depth of consideration in the matter, and purely deceived by splendid words, and ihe outward appearances of vanity, are apt to admire him as a great and eminent person; which is a fallacy, that extraordinary, and, especially, successful villamies impose upon the world. It is the corruption and depravation of human nature, that is the root of this opinion, though it lie sometimes so deep under ground, that we ourselves are not able to per. ceive it; and, when we account any man great, or brave, or wise, or of good parts, who advances himself and his fansily, by any other ways, but those of virtue, we are certainly biassed to that judgment by a secret impulse, or, at least, inclination of the viciousness of our own spirit. It is so necessary for the good and peace of mankind, that this error (which grows almost every where, and is spontaneously generated by the rankvess of the soil, should be weeded out, and for ever extirpated, that the author was content not to suppress this discourse, because it may contribute somewhat to that end, though it be but a small piece of that which was his original design.
IT T was the funeral-day of the late man who made himself to be
called protector, and though I bore but little affection, either to the memory of him, or to the trouble and folly of all publick pageantry; yet I was forced, by the importunity of my company, to go along with them, and be a spectator of that solemnity, the expectation of which had been so great, that it was said to have brought some very curious persons, and no doubt singular virtyoso's, as far as from the Mount in Cornwall, and from the Or