The Parliaments thanks to the Citie for their kinde complyance with them in all their treasons from time to time committed against His Maiesties honor, crowne and dignitie. Dedicated to the loyall and treacherous citizens; the valiant and cowardly citizens; the wise and foolish citizens; the wealthy and poor citizens; the square and Round-headed citizens; the honored, and the horned citizens. By Mercurius Melancholicus Mercurius Melancholicus, fl. 1648. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A56427 of text R221403 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing P525A). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. 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A56427) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 37188) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 2149:14) The Parliaments thanks to the Citie for their kinde complyance with them in all their treasons from time to time committed against His Maiesties honor, crowne and dignitie. Dedicated to the loyall and treacherous citizens; the valiant and cowardly citizens; the wise and foolish citizens; the wealthy and poor citizens; the square and Round-headed citizens; the honored, and the horned citizens. By Mercurius Melancholicus Mercurius Melancholicus, fl. 1648. 1 sheet ([2] p.) s.n.], [London : Printed in the yeer, when the city stincks for fear. 1648. Verse - "You loyall citizens,". Place of publication from Wing. In two parts. Torn. Reproduction of the original in the Henry E. Huntington Library and Art Gallery. eng Political satire, English -- Poetry -- 17th century. Great Britain -- Politics and government -- 1642-1649 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Humor -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. A56427 R221403 (Wing P525A). civilwar no The Parliaments thanks to the Citie: for their kinde complyance with them in all their treasons from time to time committed against His Maie Mercurius Melancholicus 1648 1076 5 0 0 0 0 0 46 D The rate of 46 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-04 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2008-09 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-11 Mona Logarbo Sampled and proofread 2008-11 Mona Logarbo Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion THE PARLIAMENTS Thanks to The Citie : For their kinde complyance with them in all their Treasons from time to time committed against His Maiesties Honor , Crowne and Dignitie . DEDICATED . To the Loyall and treacherous Citizens ; the valiant and cowardly Citizens ; the wise and foolish Citizens ; the wealthy and poor Citizens ; the square and Round-headed Citizens ; the honored , and the Horned Citizens . BY Mercurius Melancholicus : YOu Loyall Citizens , J call you as you were , Jn times of old till now , For many a hundred yeer . What is the reason now you are Disloyall growne , And have forsaken quite The Royall English Crowne ? You Treacherous Citizens , J call you , as you are , How comes it so to passe that you with Indas share ? Blot out your Dagger now your Arms their chiefest grace ; Iack Straw in stead shall put his Thatching-Knife in place . You Valiant Citizens , I call you , as you were , Time out of mind , untill this present Conquering yeare : It pities me to see how hartless you are growne , That dare not budge nor stir for to preserve your owne . You cowardly Citizens , I call you a● you are , Our miseries they increase , be sure you shall have share : How beardless boyes doe tread , ( the world will laugh to see ) Your honor in the dust , with shame and Obloquie . You wise grave Citizens , J call you as you were , Whilst you your selves maintain'd your Priviledges cleare : My heart doth burst to see your King , your Laws , your Rights , Abus'd , infring'd , o'rethrowne all by your oversights . You foolish Citizens , J call you , as you are , Of Goods , of Rights , of Lives , you shall be stripped bare ; Where are your eyes become ? you cannot see at all How neare you are unto a lamentable fall . You wealthy Citizens , I call you as you were , Whil'st in protection you were of your Soveraigne deare : But now the case is alter'd the clean contrary way , Your Riches are become the plundring Souldiers prey . You poore base Citizens , I call you as you are , Jn what a case are you ? how mean , how vile , how bare ? What you your selves have got , nor you , nor yours enjoy . Dam-me it 's mine will sweare some upstart Souldiers boy . The second Part. To the same Tune . Square-headed Citizen● , J call you as you were , Whil'st you the helme of Iustice most equally did steere , But now your giddy heads have turn'd you all so round , Of Law , or of R●lig●on we can have nothing found . Round-headed Citizens , I call you as you are , For by your orbed forms , You put all out of square : The Kingdom quite undone , your selves shall not escape , Expect no further bliss , but Murder , Theft and Rape . You honored Citizens . I call you as you were , Whil'st you reserv'd a strength , to keep your selves from fear ; But all your Hold's are lost , by your grave wisedomes pates , If you your Houses keep , It 's more then is your fates . You horned Citizens , I call you as you are , What cockolds could endure Corrivalls thus to share ? Content I doe confess , It is a Wittalls part , Let nothing J have said , pray strike you to the heart . Farewell kinde Citizens , all things but Horns are deare , And no one may we thanke but you , for this same geare . A Challenge From KENT , And the Counties of Surrey , Sussex , Essex and Hertford-shire ; TO The Citie of LONDON , for her treachery ready to be undone . TAme , cowardly , Kuckoldly Citizens ; that for your Treachery and Disloyalty are grown shameless before men ; perjur'd before God , Traytors to your King ; Robbers and murderers to your Countrey ; a Reproch to your Religion , a dishonour to your Nation , and a hissing to the whole VVorld ; the chief Protectors , upholders , and Abbetors of Traytors , Murderers , Theeves , and Schismaticks ; and a Pay-master unto them that are over head and ears in Blood , Tyranny Rapine and Oppression ; That have made London ( once the Phaenix of the world , that burn'd in Loyall flames to Soveraignity , till it renew'd it's Honor with it's Age , and its Prosperity with its Peace ; a Citie at unitie with it self , that fear'd God , honoured the King , were obediently governed by his Lawes , and became Rich and happy in all blessings whatsoever ; ) Till you with the superfluity of your Moneybagges have waged Traytors in Rebellion against your lawfull King , to the undoing of all the Kingdom ; turned your Citie ( once the Paragon of Beaut● , ) into the Pa●tern of Deformity ; your Phaenix into an Owle , to be whooted at by all Nations , and made the crowne and Pride of England , ( by your treachery ) to be the Scare-crow , and scorn of the world . WEE the long abused People of England , that now justly take up Arms to redeem our King , Religion , Lawes and Liberties of the Subject from the Tyranny and Arbytrary cruelties of a Factious and over-awing Prvalent Party ; VVill and require you the Citizens of London ( as you will recover your crack'd credits ) to doe the like with all convenient speed ; Else we shall doe our utmost to stop all Provisions from comming to your Citie ; and use the uttermost of our indeavors to reduce both you and your Citie to the Obedience of his Majestie , and all criminaries whatsoever to the tryall of the knowne Lawes of the Land . God save the King . FINIS . Printed in the Yeer , when the city stincks for fear . 1648.