The grateful acknowledgment of a late trimming regulator humbly presented to that honest and worthy country gentleman who is come lately to town, and stiles himself by the name of Multum in parvo : with a most strange and wonderful prophecy, taken out of Britains genious / written in the time of the late wars, by ... Captain George Withers. Wither, George, 1588-1667. 1688 Approx. 18 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 7 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2005-12 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1). A66755 Wing W3161 ESTC R11915 12930907 ocm 12930907 95659 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . 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Keying and markup guidelines are available at the Text Creation Partnership web site . eng Great Britain -- History -- Puritan Revolution, 1642-1660 -- Poetry. 2005-06 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2005-07 Aptara Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2005-08 Mona Logarbo Sampled and proofread 2005-08 Mona Logarbo Text and markup reviewed and edited 2005-10 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion The Grateful Acknowledgment Of a Late Trimming Regulator . Humbly Presented to that Honest and Worthy Country Gentleman who is come lately to Town , and stiles himself by the Name of Multum in Parvo . With a most Strange and Wonderful PROPHECY , Taken out of Britains Genious . VVritten in the time of the late VVars , by that Famous and Divine Poet of our Age , Captain George Withers . London , Printed in the Year , 1688. The Grateful Acknowledgment of a late Trimming Regulator . THou honest Janus Face , what didst thou mean ? My Eyes to blind in thy so great Extream : Thy very Front did make my Heart to ake , Booted Apostles made my Soul to quake . Thou gav'st me Poison in a bitter Cup , Thou gav'st me Oyl , and bid me drink it up , 'T would cure all Poison to the very Heart , Thus thou was pleas'd at me to sling thy Dart. Thy Title Page did swell my Eyes with Grief , Thy Antidote did soon give me Relief ; Thy Regulators put me in such Fret , As if I were a Prey unto his Net ; VVho by the Stars , long since , hath often said , About this time in England should be laid : Till that within I soon there did behold , Thy first twelve Lines were worth their weight in Gold : At the first sight , my trembling hand was such , And more afraid than some are of the Dutch ; My Head was hot , as if all on a Fire , My Pulse did beat still higher and still higher , To stay at home , or else straightways to flee , For my Protection , to the Orange Tree ; Straightwayes to run , or else to stay at home , Or else to fly with Peters unto Rome ; To let them know of our late sad Disaster , These were my thoughts , until thy Sovereign Plaister Did ease my mind , by thy ingenious Pen , Who first did wound , and after cur'd our Men : VVhen we perceiv'd the Cream of thy Contest , Multum was much , and Parvo was in jeast ; Booted Apostles only was a Trap To catch some Gudgeons with thy French Fools Cap , Printing and Paper being near of kin , VVithout the First Ink is a foolish thing ; The Gudgeons here , must pay the Printing-Press ; So that at present we may give a guess , This Genteal Plot , which surely was thy Own , Instead of Ten we wish thee Forty One ; At every throw , and every Hawl and Pull , Sometimes a Gudgeon , sometimes a Sea-Gull : Could we but know Thee in thy naked Dress , VVe'd soon surround thee with a fair Address ; Hussa's and Acclamations we must give , Unto thy Lines , so long as we do live . Adam , where art thou ? now let all Men know , Bowls do run Trim , where Thistles us'd to Grow : Lo , here we come , our Service to Present , VVith all Submission , to thy good Intent ; And those that will not joyn in this thy Pace , Are not ( we fear ) of the True Christian Race . Thy Royal Master , Forty One , and we , Ought to present Thee to the Orange Tree . Thou hast said more than ever we could think , What , dost thou write with some Inspired Ink ; You make Distinctions to all Sober Men , 'Twixt Forty One , and Thirty Nine with Ten ; VVhich is a thing which few Men Understand , VVhich made them so the Forty One Men Brand. Rebels and Traytors , Men of Forty One , The Tories Curse , and the Tantivies Tone ; Men so sunk down beyond Old Adam's Fall , Nothing would please them , but a Rope for All : So that this Tory and Tantivy Heat , May end with some in a cold trembling Sweat. VVe pray to God , that those which shall get Free , May never more out-face the Tripple-Tree . The Regulators in the Rare a Show , Concerns not us , as most good People know : We gave no Charters up , nor made no Slaves , But alwayes counted them a Pack of Knaves ; Our Post therein , was only to Perswade , And to Unhing what those first Rogues had made . Squeeze but their Pockets , and then let them Pass , One for an Ox , another for an Ass , Most bravely match'd , to draw both in one Team , The Ox before , behind the Ass so Lean. Let the State purge them of some Guiney Gold , They 'll never MORE of our Laws make so Bold , Save but their Lives , their Pelf will serve to Pay The King 's Old Soldiers , though they Run Away . That was foretold a thousand Years ago , Then was fulfilled this Most Re-ree Show . We dare engage our Future Judges shall No more Fine Men , according to White-hall . VVhat they did Dictate , that the Judge must Do , ( Oh Blessed Tools ! ) Three Nations to Vndo . Some Men not worth Five thousand Pound i' th' World , Must pay One hundred or to Prison Hurl'd ; This was the Mode , and this the Fashion then , Mad Men to sit , the Wise Men to Condemn . Our Souls did grieve , sung Welladay , Alass , To see , ' mongst Christians , such things come to Pass . This was complain'd of in the Prophet's Day , For one word speaking made a Beast of Prey ; And though such words not in the least were Treason , Yet they were Fin'd ( the Lord knows ) without Reason ; Sooner or later these Men they have Found ( Like to Old Nick ) their Measures under Ground . The Fomous B — worth , in those days procur'd A Tory Jury , not to be endur'd ; Eight hundred Pounds they gave for Damage there , When as two Shillings could not then appear . What Men were those that made so much Ado , Juries to Pack , our Children to Vndo ; VVe must them Note , or else we are Vndone If once they get again a Riseing Son. By force of Arms they Swore Sham Shriefs , by Name VVe know them well , and though we did complain , Got no relief , but only got this Grace , For Honest Broom to loose his Crowners Place . Mandamus , Aliis , Pluris , to them all one , Are these Men fit to guard the Royal Throne Of Justice , which to all Men gives their Due , Sure these can't be the Protestants True Blue . Such were the Regulators of those times , No more we hope to ring such B — B. Chimes . Empson and Dudley , little did they Dream , To be Chastized for their great Extream ; Though some have dream't , that they themselves should Die , Upon a Gibbet of two Stories High. The Famous OATES , his Cards are all now Trumps , Thanks to High ORANGE and his Mogan Jumps ; From Exon Gates to Berwick upon Tweed , At one great leap , here is a Jump indeed ; Who would not be a Jumper at this Rate , Not one in Millions ever had this Fate . God sent his Moses to Egyptian Land , To save the Jews from great King Pharaoh's Hand God sent his Son , to save us from the Grave , Now sends his Orange us all to Unslave ; Could Monsieur le Grand now Jump as well as He , He 'd make our Orange leap the Tripple-tree If he could catch him ; herein lies the Art , God hath him rais'd to make that Kingdom Smart For all the works which they have done Amiss , This Orange Tree is for them Rods in Piss : Instead of Monsieur Jumping here next Spring , Before that time another Tune will sing ; His Orange Land with all his Heart will Give Up to the Heir , provided he may Live : Ill gotten Goods , when took in so great Haste , Do seldom thrive , but quickly they do Waste : The boldest Thief , which to that Sport is Bent , Is sometimes Hang'd before his Money 's Spent . Courage Brave Hero , be not you Dismaid , Nor of his Numerous Arms be you Afraid ; Heav'ns Lord Protector is your only Prop , Next Spring he 'll give you your own Orange Crop. Invade his Borders but that time , and then With your own Troops , and our true English Men , We dare be Bold his Army then will Run , Like Mists and Fogs before the Rising Sun ; And many will ( like us ) run to your Camp , Then after Him , you may the Pope new Vamp , Who is so warp'd , he wants an Underlay , An Orange Scent will make him Dance the Hay So rarely well , whenever you shall come , To bid Defiance to the Walls of Rome . This we may see before some years be gone , By this Great Orange , our Great James's Son. Much being lost , we took hold on a Twig , This is the Case of the Poor Trimming Whig ; Being near Drowning by some Men of Note , VVe then did strive only to Trim the Boat , To save our selves , and all our Noble Race , And shall we now for this suffer Disgrace , If this a Crime esteemed be , and Blot , Then let our Names for ever Dye and Rot. Upon this Topick we will loose our Lives , And leave to God our Children and our Wives . And for your self to own us at this time , Sure you must be no less than a Divine . The Forty One Men were a Trimming Race , The Forty Eight Religion did Disgrace ; The last were Tories of the highest Form , The Nations Scourges , and the Nations Scorn : The first were Mild and Gentle like thy self , The last were got sure by a Romish Elfe ; For Persecution alwayes leaves behind A Sting i' th' tail , and so is NEVER KYNDE . Mark these two words , and the first N Deface , There you may see an Honest Trimmers Face . And if Men now shall Act as Heretofore , God may next turn , Open the Trimmers Door , Which if he should , Great Truth will then Prevail , And make all Popes to her Dutch Ship strike Sail. Our Princes Sins , to God only are known , His Christian Acts we never will Disown . The Eighty Eight Men , as they shall Proceed , You say you 'll watch them as you shall have need ; But we do hope all things will stand so Fair , Whatever comes , the King 's the Legal Heir , Unless we shall Unhing the Legal Right , And for a Common-wealth rise up and Fight ; VVhich , in this Land , the Lords will never bear , Therefore we must not think such Fruit to Rear : When Priests do Run , and Chancellors do Flee , VVe may bless God we have an Orange Tree , VVho will defend us in our Equal Rights , God still Preserve him in such Wars and Fights ; Whose Sweet Perfume , like Gods Grace from Above , Is sent from Heaven , to make us live in Love ; VVhich if we don't , God knows whose turn is next , Let us not dare then , to pervert the Text. And so we 'll leave thee to thy next Effort , Storm Roger still , and please the Orange Court ; And let John Baies from you have one more Lift , In Statu Quo , he 'll turn for his last Shift ; What e'er it be , we are resolv'd to buy , Or else our Tongues must give our Hearts the lye . And so farewell , till we can see thy Face , We do believe thy Stock is Noble Race . The Prophecy , &c. WHen here a Scot shall think his Throne to Set , Above the Circle of a British King , He shall a Dateless Parliament Beget , From whence a Furious Armed Brood shall Spring . That Army shall beget a wild Confusion , Confusion shall an Anarchy beget , That Anarchy shall bring forth in Conclusion , A Creature which you have no Name for yet . That Creature shall conceive a Sickly State , Which shall an Arostocracy Produce , The many Headed Beast not liking that , To raise Democracy shall rather chuse ; And then Democracy's Production shall A Moon Calf be , which some a Mole do call : So acting for a while , few Men shall know , Whether among them , a Supream or no. Five of them shall subdue the other Five , And then those Five shall by a doubtful Strife , Each others Death so happily contrive , That they shall Dye to Live a better Life : And out of their Corruption Rise there shall , A true Supream acknowledged by All ; In which the Power of all the Five shall be , With Unity made Visible in Three ; King , People , Parliament , with Priests and Peers , Shall be a while your Emulous Grandees , Make a confused Pentarchy some Years , And leave off their Distinct Claims by Degrees . And then shall Righteousness ascend the Throne , Then Love and Truth and Peace Re-enter shall ; Then Faith and Reason shall agree in One , And all the Virtues to their Council Call. And timely after this , there shall Arise , That Kingdom , and that Happy Government , Which is the Scope of all those Prophecies , Which future Truths obscurely Represent : But how this shall be done , few Men shall see , For wrought in Clouds and Darkness it shall be ; And e'er it come to pass in publick View , Most of these following Signs shall first Ensue . A King shall willingly himself Vnking , And thereby grow far greater than before , The Priests their Priesthoods to contempt shall bring , And Piety shall thereby thrive the more . A Parliament it self shall overthrow , And thereby shall a better Being gain , The Peers by setting of themselves below , A more enobling Honour shall obtain . The People for a while shall be Enslav'd , And that shall make them for the future Free , By private Loss , the Publick shall be sav'd , An Army shall by yielding Victor be . Then shall God own his People and their Cause , The Laws Corruption shall Reform the Laws , And Bullocks of the largest Northern Breed , Shall Fatten'd be , where now scarce Sheep can Feed . POSTSCRIPT . NOli me Tangere , our known Laws do say , To him that doth the Royal Scepter sway , Others must pay the Damage in this Cause , And Cost to Boot , so sayes the same Good Laws . His Evil Counsellors , these are the Men Must be Truss'd up in Bunches Ten by Ten : Our Prince is safe , the former are not so , As they Advise , to Tyburn they must go .