Monarchia triumphans, or, The super-eminency of monarchy over poliarchy or Of the government of one above any free-state or other kinde of soveraignty in many.
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             Monarchia
             Triumphans
          
           ,
           OR
           ,
           The
           Super-eminency
           of
           MONARCHY
           OVER
           POLIARCHY
           ,
           Or
           of
           the
           Government
           of
           ONE
           above
           any
           FREE-STATE
           or
           other
           kinde
           of
           Soveraignty
           in
           many
           .
        
         
           Wherein
           Regall
           Government
           is
           compared
           with
           a
           Republick
           ,
           and
           proved
           by
           many
           Arguments
           to
           be
           the
           best
           ,
           the
           most
           natural
           ,
           and
           necessary
           for
           these
           KINGDOMS
           ,
           as
           it
           is
           novv
           established
           in
           the
           Sacred
           Person
           of
           CHARLES
           the
           Second
           ,
           King
           of
           
             Great
             Britain
             ,
             France
          
           ,
           and
           Ireland
           ,
           &c.
           
        
         
           Blessed
           art
           thou
           O
           Land
           when
           thy
           King
           is
           the
           Son
           of
           Nobles
           ,
           
             Eccles
             .
             10.
             17.
             
             Deut.
             11.
             27.
             
             Titus
             3.
             1.
             
          
        
         
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           
             Homer
             .
          
        
         
           Let
           's
           have
           One
           Head
           ,
           One
           King
           ,
           who
           will
           have
           more
        
         
           Heads
           to
           his
           Body
           ,
           may
           have
           many
           Score
           ;
        
         
           If
           to
           One
           Head
           thou
           wilt
           not
           faithful
           be
           ,
        
         
           To
           lose
           Thy
           Head
           ,
           it
           is
           most
           meet
           for
           Thee
           .
        
         
           London
           ,
           Printed
           in
           the
           Year
           ,
           1666.
           
        
      
       
         
         
         
           To
           the
           Reader
           ,
        
         
           IF
           such
           Essayes
           as
           vindicate
           Protestantisme
           from
           the
           Calumny
           of
           its
           enemies
           ,
           that
           it
           doth
           not
           provide
           so
           well
           as
           other
           Professions
           for
           the
           Security
           of
           Princes
           ,
           the
           Obedience
           of
           subjects
           ,
           the
           prosperity
           of
           Nations
           ,
           which
           have
           their
           mutual
           dependance
           upon
           the
           excellency
           of
           the
           Government
           established
           be
           of
           highest
           use
           and
           deepest
           concernment
           .
           Then
           may
           this
           Poem
           pass
           with
           the
           
             Universal
             Applause
          
           and
           Acceptance
           of
           all
           good
           Subjects
           and
           knowing
           persons
           ;
           especially
           in
           such
           an
           Age
           wherein
           there
           have
           been
           and
           yet
           are
           Extant
           ,
           so
           many
           thousand
           Pamphlets
           against
           the
           present
           Government
           ,
           which
           would
           possess
           the
           ignorant
           ,
           and
           heedless
           Readers
           with
           belief
           that
           
             a
             Free-State
             ,
             or
             Common-wealth
          
           ,
           which
           the
           wise
           man
           tells
           us
           are
           the
           curse
           of
           God
           for
           sin
           ,
           were
           the
           only
           Diana
           of
           the
           Brittans
           ,
           which
           these
           Nebocadnezars
           would
           have
           them
           worship
           as
           their
           Idol
           ,
           or
           else
           be
           for
           ever
           miserable
           .
        
         
           And
           in
           a
           time
           wherein
           there
           are
           so
           many
           refusers
           of
           the
           Oaths
           of
           Supremacy
           ,
           and
           Allegiance
           ,
           and
           so
           many
           who
           take
           them
           with
           such
           Reservations
           ,
           and
           Misprizions
           ,
           as
           have
           a
           wide
           gap
           open
           for
           their
           
             Covetousness
             ,
             Ambition
             ,
             Envy
             ,
             Ignorance
             ,
             Discontent
             ,
          
           and
           the
           like
           Hypocondriacal
           Passions
           and
           Frenzies
           ,
           to
           enter
           on
           the
           Stage
           and
           to
           steel
           them
           with
           Brainsick
           Resolutions
           to
           act
           their
           Parts
           in
           new
           Combustions
           and
           Innovations
           ,
           Even
           in
           such
           a
           season
           
             (
             horresco
             referens
          
           )
           when
           Gods
           Visitation
           was
           amongst
           them
           ,
           and
           he
           made
           so
           strict
           an
           Inquisition
           after
           such
           incorrigible
           enemies
           to
           the
           peace
           of
           his
           Church
           some
           of
           whose
           late
           Hollandizing
           Conspiracies
           have
           forc't
           from
           me
           this
           Antidote
           against
           the
           like
           Distemper
           ,
           with
           which
           there
           are
           many
           thousands
           infected
           ,
           in
           City
           and
           Countrey
           ;
           such
           as
           have
           heretefore
           ,
           not
           only
           impeded
           the
           
             Grandeur
             and
             glory
             of
             the
             Brittish
             Empire
             ,
          
           but
           have
           changed
           the
           reputation
           of
           the
           most
           famous
           Nation
           ,
           into
           the
           infamy
           of
           devils
           :
           and
           which
           if
           we
           may
           belive
           our
           
             English
             Nestors
          
           ,
           is
           now
           more
           
           Epidemical
           then
           Wise
           men
           imagine
           ,
           and
           which
           by
           sad
           experience
           we
           find
           curable
           only
           by
           amputation
           as
           a
           Gangreen
           ,
           and
           as
           infectious
           as
           the
           Plague
           .
        
         
           And
           surely
           the
           general
           Ignorance
           of
           the
           most
           of
           the
           sense
           of
           the
           fifth
           Commandment
           ,
           and
           of
           the
           Fundamentals
           of
           Religion
           ,
           and
           the
           fruits
           thereof
           ,
           their
           disobedience
           to
           their
           Spiritual
           and
           
             Temporal
             Parents
          
           ,
           have
           been
           the
           Fathers
           and
           Mothers
           of
           the
           last
           Years
           Plague
           here
           ,
           and
           of
           all
           Gods
           Judgements
           which
           are
           or
           have
           been
           in
           Christendom
           .
           I
           hope
           as
           this
           Poem
           hath
           been
           ,
           and
           will
           be
           a
           good
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           or
           eye-save
           to
           me
           who
           else
           had
           been
           blinde
           with
           writing
           it
           out
           so
           oft
           as
           I
           was
           importuned
           :
           So
           the
           
             Cogent
             Arguments
          
           therein
           illustrated
           ,
           will
           prove
           like
           so
           many
           perspectives
           to
           all
           impartial
           Readers
           to
           behold
           and
           admire
           with
           me
           the
           order
           of
           the
           Hexameron
           ,
           the
           glory
           ,
           the
           necessity
           ,
           the
           excellency
           ,
           the
           
             Divine
             Majesty
          
           of
           Monarchy
           above
           all
           other
           sorts
           of
           Governments
           ;
           but
           if
           there
           be
           some
           of
           whom
           it
           maybe
           said
           ,
           
             Etiamsi
             satisfacies
             non
             satisfeceris
          
           ,
           Here
           they
           are
           brayed
           in
           all
           Gods
           Mortars
           ,
           which
           Solomon
           alludes
           to
           Prov.
           27.
           22.
           1.
           
           Of
           Precepts
           and
           Canons
           
             Divine
             and
             Humane
          
           .
           2.
           
           It
           Points
           them
           to
           above
           300
           Presidents
           of
           Conspiracies
           
             Jewish
             and
             English
          
           .
           3.
           
           Of
           Gods
           Judgements
           ,
           which
           not
           one
           of
           Millions
           from
           Adam
           to
           this
           present
           Year
           ever
           evaded
           .
           4.
           
           Of
           Gods
           Mercies
           to
           obedient
           Subjects
           ,
           and
           injur'd
           
             Kings
             and
             Prelates
          
           who
           have
           liv'd
           to
           see
           their
           Enemies
           perish
           ,
           like
           
             Oreb
             and
             Zeeb
          
           at
           Endor
           ;
           but
           their
           own
           
             Crowns
             and
             Mytres
          
           to
           flourish
           on
           their
           Heads
           ,
           as
           I
           heartily
           wish
           they
           may
           in
           
             Great
             Brittain
             ,
             and
             Ireland
          
           ,
           whilst
           the
           
             Sun
             and
             Moon
          
           their
           lively
           Emblems
           shine
           upon
           them
           :
           And
           if
           all
           these
           Mortars
           will
           not
           bray
           them
           in
           their
           right
           Wits
           ,
           there
           are
           two
           or
           three
           more
           in
           your
           power
           ,
           as
           well
           as
           mine
           ,
           which
           are
           serious
           and
           assiduous
           prayrs
           for
           them
           that
           they
           may
           be
           throughly
           taught
           their
           dutiess
           to
           
             God
             and
             Men
          
           ,
           and
           may
           obtain
           sound
           and
           saving
           
             knowledge
             ,
             and
             obedience
          
           ;
           and
           that
           publick
           and
           private
           Iustruction
           and
           Fasting
           may
           not
           be
           omitted
           ;
           for
           Ignorance
           is
           an
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           and
           
             Obstinacy
             an
          
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           which
           will
           not
           be
           exorcised
           without
           them
           .
           It
           remains
           that
           you
           and
           I
           retire
           to
           the
           exercise
           of
           them
           ,
           as
           becomes
           you
           and
           theirs
           ,
           and
        
         
           
             Your
             unfeigned
             Votary
             ,
             P.
             Dormer
             .
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
           The
           Triumphs
           of
           MONARCHY
           OVER
           ANARCHY
           :
           Or
           the
           Rout
           of
           all
           Rebel-Republicans
           .
        
         
           WIth
           Alpha
           and
           Omega
           to
           Begin
           ,
        
         
           Of
           Monarchs
           Monarch
           ,
           of
           all
           kings
           the
           King
           ;
        
         
           Doth
           he
           not
           govern
           all
           the
           World
           alone
           ?
        
         
           That
           
             Realm's
             lik'st
          
           his
           ,
           that
           ruled
           is
           by
           one
           .
        
         
           The
           
             Soveraign
             Power
          
           is
           Forces
           union
           ;
        
         
           Monstrous
           ,
           weak
           in
           many
           ;
           strong
           ,
           right
           ,
           in
           one
           .
        
         
           Pythagoras
           ascribes
           to
           one
           what
           's
           due
           to
           God
           ,
        
         
           Said
           it
           was
           Male
           ,
           and
           Female
           ,
           even
           odd
           ;
        
         
           The
           King
           of
           Numbers
           ,
           and
           that
           unity
           ,
        
         
           Was
           the
           worlds
           Soul
           ,
           and
           the
           souls
           Harmony
           :
        
         
           The
           Fabrick
           of
           the
           
             Grand
             Hexameron
          
           ,
        
         
           Assign'd
           was
           to
           the
           Government
           of
           one
           :
        
         
         
           And
           in
           that
           one
           the
           Understanding
           seen
        
         
           As
           King
           ,
           next
           it
           the
           Will
           doth
           reign
           as
           Queen
           .
        
         
           One
           Head
           rules
           Soul
           and
           Body
           without
           Schismes
           ,
        
         
           All
           Figures
           rise
           from
           one
           ,
           one
           makes
           all
           Dismes
           .
        
         
           Thus
           in
           the
           body
           Politique
           we
           see
           ,
        
         
           One
           multiply'd
           to
           make
           a
           Family
           ;
        
         
           And
           Families
           makes
           Towns
           ,
           Towns
           Cities
           make
           ,
        
         
           
             Both
             Provinces
          
           ,
           whence
           Kingdoms
           being
           take
           .
        
         
           All
           Powers
           ,
           Force
           ,
           Counsel
           ,
           in
           Immortal
           Man
        
         
           Call'd
           King
           are
           joyn'd
           ;
           what
           they
           cannot
           he
           can
           .
        
         
           David
           must
           stay
           ,
           not
           go
           to
           th'
           Camp
           to
           fight
           ,
        
         
           His
           life
           's
           
             worth
             Armies
             ,
             Israel
          
           loves
           her
           light
           .
        
         
           That
           is
           the
           best
           you
           'l
           grant
           of
           Governments
           ,
        
         
           Which
           Gospel
           brought
           ,
           and
           keeps
           where
           most
           dissents
           ,
        
         
           But
           such
           no
           
             Major
             Vote
          
           or
           States
           call'd
           free
           ,
        
         
           To
           fix
           in
           
             Brittish
             Isles
          
           could
           e're
           agree
           ,
        
         
           For
           still
           the
           Major
           part
           hath
           prov'd
           the
           worse
           ,
        
         
           And
           would
           be
           rul'd
           by
           Juda's
           sword
           ,
           and
           Purse
           ;
        
         
           Betray
           the
           Truth
           ,
           Religion
           ,
           Innocence
        
         
           To
           fools
           and
           slaves
           of
           Wilwispt
           conscience
           .
        
         
           How
           was
           it
           then
           you
           'l
           say
           in
           Holland
           seen
           ?
        
         
           'T
           was
           thither
           brought
           by
           Nasau
           ,
           and
           our
           Queen
           .
        
         
           First
           Kings
           rejected
           Popes
           through
           Christendom
           ,
        
         
           Else
           they
           had
           rul'd
           all
           till
           the
           day
           of
           Doom
           .
        
         
           Those
           
             Raging
             Waves
          
           the
           giddy
           multitude
           ,
        
         
           Like
           to
           themselves
           ,
           have
           principles
           most
           rude
           ;
        
         
           They
           hate
           sound
           truths
           ,
           Dote
           upon
           Novelties
           ,
        
         
           Hunt
           for
           new
           lights
           ,
           although
           they
           be
           old
           lyes
           .
        
         
           They
           'r
           fierce
           for
           
             Liberty
             of
             Conscience
          
           ,
        
         
           Satans
           chief
           ordinance
           ,
           '
           gainst
           God
           ,
           Truth
           ,
           Sense
           ▪
        
         
           Who
           e're
           saw
           Storms
           ,
           Lightnings
           ,
           Thunders
           ,
           Legion
        
         
           Of
           Devils
           ,
           but
           in
           Aires
           
             Lowest
             Region
          
           ?
        
         
         
           The
           King-fish
           hath
           no
           foes
           but
           the
           Sword-fish
        
         
           And
           Thrasher
           ;
           that
           good
           Kings
           had
           none
           I
           wish
           ;
        
         
           Then
           
             Brittains
             bless
          
           the
           Lord
           from
           Pope
           and
           Sect
           ,
        
         
           Who
           hath
           you
           freed
           by
           
             Princes
             six
          
           select
           .
        
         
           O
           Europe
           praise
           Jehovah
           King
           of
           Kings
           ,
        
         
           Who
           Kings
           you
           gave
           ,
           who
           Gods
           pure
           word
           you
           brings
           :
        
         
           By
           him
           they
           rule
           ,
           he
           gives
           them
           Crowns
           and
           Birth
           ,
        
         
           And
           under
           him
           they
           'r
           th'
           Atlas
           of
           the
           earth
           .
        
         
           That
           Protestants
           should
           boast
           ,
           could
           Foes
           abide
           ,
        
         
           Th'
           had
           Europes
           greatest
           Monarch
           on
           their
           side
           .
        
         
           One
           o'
           th
           best
           works
           for
           's
           Church
           our
           God
           could
           do
           ,
        
         
           Let
           's
           daily
           drink
           of
           Praise
           one
           cup
           or
           two
           .
        
         
           Now
           he
           may
           make
           King
           Charles
           the
           Corner-stone
        
         
           As
           ever
           Brittain
           rul'd
           ,
           of
           as
           high
           Throne
           :
        
         
           But
           Bankrupt
           States
           ,
           like
           Brokers
           base
           were
           bent
           ,
        
         
           To
           patch
           their
           Crack't
           States
           ,
           though
           three
           Realms
           they
           rent
           .
        
         
           They
           acted
           were
           by
           our
           vvorst
           Foes
           and
           Rome
           ,
        
         
           To
           bring
           our
           King
           and
           Kingdoms
           to
           their
           Doom
           .
        
         
           Where
           most
           perfections
           meet
           in
           one
           ,
           such
           things
        
         
           As
           much
           excells
           as
           Diamonds
           brass
           Rings
           .
        
         
           
             Thus
             the
             worlds
          
           Soveraign
           ,
           Angels
           doth
           excel
           ,
        
         
           More
           then
           
             Heaven
             ,
             Earth
             ,
             Men
             ,
             Beasts
             ,
          
           which
           here
           do
           dwell
           .
        
         
           Thus
           Souls
           the
           body
           ,
           bodies
           that
           are
           mixt
        
         
           Surmount
           the
           Elements
           in
           one
           place
           fix't
           .
        
         
           All
           Creatures
           sensibles
           and
           Rational
           ,
        
         
           Surpass
           the
           sensless
           and
           meer
           Animal
           .
        
         
           
             Ashwerus
             Medes
          
           and
           Persians
           their
           Kings
           call
           ,
        
         
           That
           's
           Sovereign
           power
           in
           one
           
             which
             can
             do
             all
          
           ;
        
         
           So
           sure
           as
           their
           Law
           ,
           
             Monarchy
             sole
             Heir
          
        
         
           Of
           Governments
           ;
           the
           rest
           but
           Bastards
           are
           ;
        
         
         
           Desired
           Accomplishments
           meet
           all
           in
           this
           ;
        
         
           All
           Powers
           ,
           Force
           ,
           Vertues
           ,
           do
           each
           other
           kiss
           .
        
         
           The
           two
           Estates
           did
           make
           so
           much
           ado
           ,
        
         
           All
           with
           
             Pythagorists
             Curse
          
           number
           two
           .
        
         
           New
           Lords
           ,
           new
           Laws
           ,
           new
           Gods
           ,
           nevv
           
             Troubles
             bring
          
        
         
           As
           was
           in
           
             Layish
             Israel
          
           ,
           when
           no
           King
           ;
        
         
           And
           in
           the
           Persians
           five
           dayes
           liberty
           ,
        
         
           Which
           made
           them
           love
           their
           Kings
           ,
           hate
           Anarchy
           .
        
         
           So
           when
           we
           had
           a
           thousand
           Kings
           and
           more
           ,
        
         
           As
           many
           Jarrs
           ,
           who
           should
           be
           King
           them
           o're
           ,
        
         
           They
           tyr'd
           us
           all
           ,
           and
           made
           us
           loudly
           thump
           ,
        
         
           And
           cry
           ,
           
             God
             save
             the
             King
          
           ,
           and
           hang
           the
           Rump
           :
        
         
           Since
           quietly
           in
           
             Brittain
             ,
             France
          
           ,
           and
           Spain
           ,
        
         
           Yea
           through
           the
           world
           
             Dead
             Kings
          
           revive
           again
           ,
        
         
           And
           one
           succeeds
           the
           other
           with
           much
           ease
           ,
        
         
           Death
           one
           Uncrowns
           ,
           the
           other
           crown'd
           in
           peace
           .
        
         
           O
           King
           of
           Kings
           ,
           whilst
           Sun
           and
           Moon
           
             doth
             reign
          
           ,
        
         
           Let
           's
           ne're
           want
           Kings
           to
           guide
           
             King
             Charles
             his
             Wain
          
           ,
        
         
           And
           may
           he
           live
           thrice
           o're
           his
           years
           again
           .
        
         
           What
           is
           a
           Commonwealth
           ,
           but
           common
           woe
           ,
        
         
           Where
           each
           mans
           wealth
           's
           made
           common
           unto
           moe
           ?
        
         
           A
           Common-wealth's
           a
           Common
           Lottery
           ,
        
         
           Where
           fifty
           Blancks
           for
           one
           good
           chance
           we
           see
           .
        
         
           A
           Common-wealth's
           a
           Common
           Weathercock
           ,
        
         
           Which
           whirles
           about
           with
           every
           winde
           and
           knock
           .
        
         
           Whilst
           Phaebus
           past
           twelve
           signes
           i'
           th
           Zodiack
           ,
        
         
           As
           many
           changes
           nigh
           made
           
             Brittains
             Quake
          
           .
        
         
           When
           Lords
           were
           all
           cashiered
           ,
           and
           honest
           men
           ,
        
         
           None
           left
           but
           Fools
           ,
           and
           Slaves
           ,
           and
           Traytors
           then
           :
        
         
           What
           was
           a
           Commonwealth
           but
           a
           Fragment
           ,
        
         
           A
           Scrap
           ,
           Fagg-end
           ,
           a
           Rump
           of
           Parliament
           !
        
         
         
           'T
           is
           a
           false
           Mirror
           cannot
           represent
        
         
           The
           peoples
           understandings
           ,
           wills
           ,
           consent
           .
        
         
           A
           
             Bedlam
             Babel
          
           ;
           what
           do
           you
           call
           it
           ,
        
         
           Where
           Rowlands
           will
           is
           rul'd
           by
           Randals
           wit
           ?
        
         
           And
           such
           as
           have
           nor
           t'one
           ,
           nor
           t'other
           ,
        
         
           Are
           rul'd
           by
           the
           Whimsies
           of
           another
           ;
        
         
           When
           many
           go
           to
           Feast
           ,
           or
           Funeral
           ,
        
         
           From
           the
           vote
           
             Major
             ,
             Minor
          
           carries
           all
           :
        
         
           Then
           Commonwealth's
           a
           Common
           Juglers
           Box
           ,
        
         
           A
           Hoca
           ,
           Poca
           ,
           Major
           ,
           Minor
           Vox
           .
        
         
           A
           Commonwealth's
           a
           state
           Hermophradite
           ,
        
         
           Where
           He
           's
           by
           day
           vote
           ,
           She
           's
           unvote
           by
           night
           .
        
         
           Democritus
           laughs
           into
           a
           Horaclite
           ,
        
         
           To
           think
           for
           mastry
           how
           she-States
           did
           fight
           .
        
         
           Nay
           ,
           what
           's
           a
           Common-wealth
           ,
           but
           
             Common
             Whore
          
           ?
        
         
           With
           
             Nobles
             Honors
          
           prostrates
           to
           each
           Boor.
        
         
           Our
           Common-wealth
           it
           was
           a
           
             Common
             Pander
          
           ,
        
         
           To
           Sects
           and
           Factions
           ,
           which
           about
           did
           wander
           .
        
         
           A
           Common-wealth's
           a
           common
           Pestilence
           ,
        
         
           Where
           Passions
           vote
           '
           gainst
           Reasons
           
             Common
             sence
          
           .
        
         
           That
           ours
           was
           Ante-Christ
           who
           can
           deny
           ,
        
         
           Whose
           Horns
           gor'd
           Christ
           ,
           whose
           Heads
           did
           him
           defie
           ?
        
         
           Mark
           what
           Greeks
           said
           of
           Greece
           ,
           who
           saw
           't
           flourish
           ,
        
         
           When
           Kings
           Greece
           rul'd
           ,
           by
           many
           rul'd
           perish
           .
        
         
           When
           first
           these
           
             Fiends
             of
             Hell
          
           ,
           you
           guess
           their
           names
           ,
        
         
           By
           Greeks
           we
           're
           courted
           like
           two
           
             Cyprian
             Dames
          
           ;
        
         
           The
           Nations
           round
           jear'd
           Greeks
           which
           fear'd
           their
           fames
           ,
        
         
           Scorn'd
           Greece
           ,
           when
           Greece
           burnt
           Greece
           with
           civil
           flames
           .
        
         
         
           By
           Fiends
           
             are
             meant
          
           Free-States
           ,
           and
           Common-wealth
           ;
        
         
           Since
           these
           Greeks
           rul'd
           ,
           we
           Trojans
           had
           no
           health
           .
        
         
           Our
           Rulers
           
             Bedlam
             Regelments
          
           by
           moe
           ,
        
         
           Teem'd
           with
           as
           mad
           Effects
           as
           e're
           brought
           woe
           ;
        
         
           Then
           worst
           of
           Rebels
           is
           Republican
           ,
        
         
           Though
           Independent
           ,
           Presbyterian
           ,
        
         
           Where
           e're
           had
           Zimries
           peace
           against
           their
           Masters
           ,
        
         
           Who
           '
           rose
           and
           fell
           not
           by
           some
           sad
           disasters
           ?
        
         
           Hence
           let
           no
           new
           
             Sectarian
             Schelies
          
        
         
           Lead
           you
           to
           
             Traytors
             Dire
          
           Ends
           ,
           and
           Follies
           .
        
         
           The
           world
           a
           Chaos
           were
           of
           huge
           variety
           ,
        
         
           Wer
           't
           not
           to
           order
           brought
           by
           Monarchy
           :
        
         
           Jah
           ruleth
           all
           ,
           the
           Angels
           Michael
           ,
        
         
           Who
           all
           the
           Rebels
           cast
           from
           Heaven
           to
           Hell.
        
         
           The
           Sun
           rules
           Stars
           ,
           Sphears
           ,
           Sphears
           Imperial
           ,
        
         
           All
           causes
           end
           in
           one
           ,
           the
           cause
           of
           all
           .
        
         
           In
           the
           
             Malignant
             Church
          
           false
           Heads
           we
           see
           ,
        
         
           I'
           th
           Militant
           Triumphant
           ,
           one
           must
           be
           ;
        
         
           All
           Arts
           are
           Handmaids
           to
           Theology
           ,
        
         
           Whose
           wonders
           men
           and
           Angels
           stupifie
           ;
        
         
           All
           Books
           but
           empty
           Pamphlets
           are
           to
           it
           ,
        
         
           Which
           God
           hath
           spoke
           ,
           and
           with
           his
           finger
           writ
           :
        
         
           In
           Fire
           ,
           in
           Air
           ,
           Earth
           ,
           Water
           ,
           
             and
             in
          
           Hell
           ,
        
         
           The
           
             rule
             of
             one
          
           doth
           sway
           and
           bear
           the
           Bell
           ;
        
         
           Fire
           above
           Air
           ,
           Air
           Earth
           ,
           earth
           waters
           fix't
           ,
        
         
           Gives
           life
           ,
           and
           doth
           consume
           all
           bodies
           mixt
           .
        
         
           Ducks
           have
           their
           Drakes
           ,
           Cranes
           have
           their
           Kings
           they
           say
           ,
        
         
           All
           feathered
           Creatures
           their
           
             chief
             Males
          
           obey
           ,
        
         
           But
           o're
           them
           all
           the
           Eagle
           bears
           the
           sway
           .
        
         
           Base
           Locusts
           ,
           Grashoppers
           ,
           Insects
           ,
           and
           Flies
           ,
        
         
           Who
           have
           no
           King
           ,
           by
           their
           confusion
           dyes
           .
        
         
           Others
           live
           long
           ,
           as
           th'
           Ant
           and
           
             Royal
             Bee.
          
        
         
         
           A
           Guard
           who
           keeps
           ,
           lives
           ,
           
             dyes
             in
             Majesty
          
           .
        
         
           Their
           Hives
           ,
           Walls
           ,
           Combs
           ,
           Cities
           ,
           Holes
           ,
           Houses
           are
           ,
        
         
           Stings
           are
           their
           Arms
           ,
           one
           rules
           in
           peace
           and
           war.
        
         
           
             O're
             Papers
          
           Venice
           ,
           Brown
           ,
           Lombard
           ,
           Horn
           ,
           Demy
           ,
           Royal
           ,
        
         
           Cap
           ,
           super
           Royal
           ,
           Perial
           ,
           Imperial
           .
        
         
           Heards
           have
           their
           leaders
           ,
           Rams
           their
           flocks
           of
           Sheep
           ,
        
         
           All
           Beasts
           to
           th'
           Lion
           ,
           like
           Jackals
           do
           creep
           .
        
         
           O're
           Stones
           the
           Carbuncle
           ,
           o're
           Mettals
           Gold
           ,
        
         
           Of
           which
           
             Kings
             Crowns
          
           are
           made
           ,
           for
           which
           they
           'r
           sold
           ;
        
         
           O're
           all
           the
           scaly
           Monsters
           in
           the
           Sea
           ,
        
         
           The
           Whale's
           the
           Tyrant
           ,
           him
           they
           must
           obey
           .
        
         
           By
           Nereus
           sons
           ,
           when
           caught
           in
           Greenland
           sound
           ,
        
         
           Leviathan's
           priz'd
           at
           five
           hundred
           pound
           .
        
         
           The
           
             Basilisk
             a
             Crown
          
           on
           's
           head
           doth
           wear
           ,
        
         
           To
           shew
           o're
           Serpents
           he
           doth
           Domineer
           .
        
         
           O're
           every
           sort
           of
           creature
           Kings
           to
           fit
           ,
        
         
           Requires
           a
           Tome
           ,
           their
           Nomenclators
           wit
           ;
        
         
           Each
           Master
           rules
           as
           
             Monarch
             Politique
          
           ,
        
         
           His
           Children
           ;
           Servants
           as
           King
           Despotique
           .
        
         
           One
           
             entire
             Nation
          
           in
           the
           world
           throughout
           ,
        
         
           O're
           it
           be
           Kings
           ,
           if
           you
           can
           finde
           without
           .
        
         
           If
           you
           'l
           believe
           
             Saint
             Hugh
          
           who
           pearcht
           in
           tub
           ,
        
         
           He
           was
           in
           Hell
           ,
           there
           's
           but
           one
           Belzebub
           .
        
         
           Thus
           from
           the
           highest
           Heavens
           to
           the
           lowest
           pit
           ,
        
         
           The
           worlds
           
             Grand
             Monarch
             ,
             Monarchy
          
           hath
           writ
        
         
           In
           his
           vast
           Volume
           of
           the
           world
           ,
           that
           here
        
         
           Men
           might
           their
           God
           ,
           and
           his
           Vicegerent
           fear
           .
        
         
           That
           none
           might
           Witchcraft
           of
           Rebellion
           draw
           ,
        
         
           From
           
             Devils
             presidents
          
           ,
           and
           call
           it
           Law
           :
        
         
           Since
           Michael
           down
           from
           Heaven
           those
           Rebels
           threw
           ,
        
         
           Shew
           me
           one
           Rebel
           thriv'd
           of
           Rebels
           crew
           .
        
         
         
           By
           all
           the
           Laws
           of
           God.
           our
           Charlemain
        
         
           
             Is
             plac't
             in
             's
          
           Throne
           ,
           obey
           your
           Sovereign
           .
        
         
           Mark
           how
           our
           
             Statists
             natures
             Course
          
           pervert
           ,
        
         
           When
           they
           the
           rule
           of
           many
           would
           assert
           ;
        
         
           Suppose
           more
           Gods
           than
           one
           to
           rule
           the
           world
           ,
        
         
           It
           soon
           to
           
             Antique
             Chaos
          
           would
           be
           hurl'd
           .
        
         
           Were
           Satan
           ,
           Gog
           ,
           and
           Magog
           ,
           heads
           o
           th'
           Kirk
           ,
        
         
           If
           Christ
           help
           not
           with
           Saints
           ,
           they
           'd
           make
           mad
           work
           .
        
         
           Parelii
           shone
           whilst
           Edward
           Fourth
           did
           fight
           ,
        
         
           Paraselenes
           did
           the
           Romans
           fright
           ;
        
         
           But
           rul'd
           so
           many
           Suns
           and
           Moons
           i'
           th
           sky
           ,
        
         
           You
           wonld
           believe
           Doomsday
           vvere
           very
           nigh
           .
        
         
           Make
           Pompey's
           Rivals
           
             in
             grand
          
           Cesars
           Thrones
           ,
        
         
           Millions
           they
           'd
           turn
           to
           Skulls
           ,
           and
           dead
           mens
           bones
           .
        
         
           Priests
           in
           each
           Tovvn
           set
           many
           Sects
           to
           preach
           ,
        
         
           The
           vvayes
           to
           Hell
           sooner
           then
           Heaven
           they
           'l
           teach
           .
        
         
           Of
           many
           Doctors
           ,
           Patient
           be
           at
           cost
           ,
        
         
           Take
           all
           their
           Physick
           ,
           sure
           thy
           life
           is
           lost
           .
        
         
           To
           many
           Lawyers
           put
           a
           doubtful
           case
           ,
        
         
           '
           T
           vvill
           look
           like
           
             Barred
             Pictures
             Protean
          
           face
           .
        
         
           Who
           loves
           a
           rule
           by
           many
           let
           him
           try
           ,
        
         
           He
           shall
           have
           plagues
           enough
           in
           's
           family
           .
        
         
           Set
           Generals
           o're
           each
           army
           tvvo
           or
           moe
           ,
        
         
           They
           'l
           thrive
           like
           ours
           vvho
           did
           to
           Hayty
           go
           .
        
         
           Three
           Colonels
           each
           Regiment
           lets
           loop
           ,
        
         
           Four
           Captains
           to
           each
           Company
           and
           Troop
           ,
        
         
           Five
           Admirals
           in
           chief
           one
           Fleet
           command
           ,
        
         
           Ne're
           shall
           Victoria
           light
           upon
           their
           hand
           .
        
         
           Siz
           Pilots
           set
           o're
           every
           Snip
           you
           have
           ,
        
         
           Then
           Port
           in
           Seas
           they
           'l
           sooner
           finde
           a
           Grave
           :
        
         
           Seven
           Lords
           t'
           each
           Mannor
           ,
           t'
           each
           Family
           ,
        
         
           Eight
           Husbands
           to
           one
           Wife
           as
           vvell
           agree
           .
        
         
         
           Nine
           Heads
           t'
           each
           body
           ,
           such
           a
           comely
           sight
           ,
        
         
           The
           Devil
           out
           of
           's
           wits
           perchance
           would
           fright
           .
        
         
           Ten
           
             Rams
             ,
             Bulls
             ,
             Bucks
          
           ,
           to
           lead
           your
           Herds
           and
           Flocks
           ,
        
         
           Would
           Horn
           each
           others
           pate
           ,
           with
           bloody
           knocks
           .
        
         
           Fancy
           there
           were
           in
           each
           Hive
           eleven
           Kings
           ,
        
         
           A
           cruel
           Fight
           you
           'd
           see
           with
           deadly
           stings
           ;
        
         
           Twelve
           
             Cocks
             o'
             th
             Game
          
           set
           free
           out
           of
           your
           pens
           ,
        
         
           They
           'l
           fight
           till
           death
           for
           Lordship
           o're
           your
           Hens
           .
        
         
           Thus
           
             topsie
             turvey
          
           they
           the
           World
           do
           turn
           ,
        
         
           And
           all
           the
           Creatures
           which
           at
           Monarchs
           spurn
           .
        
         
           These
           
             wilde
             Conceits
          
           like
           their
           mad
           rules
           th'
           have
           left
        
         
           Them
           ,
           
             Skip
             ,
             Bear
             ,
             Steal
          
           ,
           I
           'le
           answer
           for
           your
           theft
           .
        
         
           In
           all
           the
           world
           shew
           me
           one
           Commonwealth
        
         
           Without
           a
           
             Sovereign
             Power
          
           had
           peace
           or
           Health
           ,
        
         
           Acted
           by
           Artificial
           Kings
           and
           men
           ,
        
         
           Or
           to
           a
           Babel
           all
           return'd
           again
           .
        
         
           What
           did
           our
           
             Slaves
             States
          
           do
           in
           twelve
           years
           space
           ,
        
         
           But
           Sword
           mens
           wills
           o're
           those
           in
           
             highest
             Place
          
           ?
        
         
           Without
           Chymerian
           Kings
           was
           no
           conclusion
           ,
        
         
           Unless
           in
           jarring
           ,
           Factions
           ,
           and
           Confusion
           :
        
         
           If
           such
           with
           
             Native
             Kings
          
           you
           shall
           compare
           ,
        
         
           You
           men
           ,
           they
           Kings
           in
           cloth
           of
           Aras
           are
           ;
        
         
           Then
           are
           Republicans
           the
           worst
           of
           Traytors
           ,
        
         
           May
           
             Cities
             Gates
          
           yield
           unto
           such
           
             Heads
             ,
             Quarters
          
           .
        
         
           Kings
           but
           in
           Nonage
           have
           Superiors
           ;
        
         
           Assemblies
           ever
           are
           inferiors
        
         
           To
           Consuls
           ,
           Projectors
           ,
           and
           Dictators
           ,
        
         
           To
           Generals
           ,
           Presidents
           ,
           Prolocutors
           ;
        
         
           Thus
           had
           the
           old
           Lacaedemonians
        
         
           Their
           Ephori
           ,
           Censors
           th'
           Athenians
           ,
        
         
           And
           Cosmosses
           the
           Carthaginians
           ,
        
         
           Tribunes
           the
           Romans
           ,
           Doegs
           the
           Venetians
           :
        
         
         
           These
           rul'd
           
             the
             roast
          
           under
           some
           feigned
           name
           ,
        
         
           And
           us'd
           more
           rigor
           ,
           power
           with
           Kings
           the
           same
           :
        
         
           And
           wheh
           these
           slav'd
           Estates
           were
           put
           to
           shift
           ,
        
         
           They
           set
           up
           Kings
           to
           help
           at
           a
           dead
           lift
           .
        
         
           Thus
           Romans
           boast
           their
           
             Scipio's
             ,
             Fabius
          
           ,
        
         
           Hated
           as
           were
           
             Camillus
             ,
             Manlius
          
           ,
        
         
           Athenians
           ,
           Thrasibulus
           ,
           Pericles
           ;
        
         
           Theb's
           ,
           Epaminondas
           ,
           Thucydides
           ,
        
         
           With
           many
           others
           who
           have
           their
           Country
        
         
           As
           Kings
           who
           rul'd
           ,
           when
           States
           had
           them
           enslav'd
           .
        
         
           States
           Mongrils
           like
           do
           run
           ,
           when
           Wolves
           draw
           near
           ,
        
         
           But
           Mastiffs
           fight
           ,
           so
           Kings
           when
           Foes
           appear
           .
        
         
           Then
           needs
           must
           States
           yield
           unto
           Monarchy
           ,
        
         
           Which
           in
           great'st
           troubles
           is
           their
           Sanctuary
           .
        
         
           The
           creatures
           of
           Assemblies
           were
           for
           aye
           ,
        
         
           Vast
           in
           their
           numbers
           ,
           greedy
           for
           their
           prey
           ;
        
         
           To
           borrow
           all
           they
           could
           they
           licenese
           had
           ,
        
         
           Protected
           ne're
           to
           pay
           ,
           to
           promote
           trade
           :
        
         
           But
           Kings
           have
           
             Mordecays
             ,
             Josephs
          
           ,
           who
           bring
        
         
           As
           Kings
           to
           them
           ,
           like
           profit
           to
           their
           King.
        
         
           But
           our
           
             Grand
             Hydra
          
           swallow'd
           Steeples
           down
           ,
        
         
           
             Churches
             ,
             Delinquents
             Lands
          
           ,
           and
           those
           o'
           th
           Crown
           ,
        
         
           To
           keep
           their
           
             Crowd
             of
             Saints
          
           Lives
           and
           Estates
           ,
        
         
           Of
           a
           full
           
             Million
             felt
          
           disastrous
           fates
           .
        
         
           Cart
           loads
           of
           Coyn
           twice
           more
           they
           did
           divide
        
         
           Then
           David
           for
           the
           Temple
           did
           provide
           :
        
         
           'T
           is
           easier
           ,
           cheaper
           for
           's
           to
           maintain
           one
        
         
           Then
           thousands
           ,
           which
           brings
           mischief
           ,
           good
           to
           none
           .
        
         
           Slave
           States
           are
           but
           the
           fragments
           of
           some
           Nation
           ,
        
         
           Drove
           into
           Holds
           ,
           and
           Forts
           for
           their
           Rebellion
           .
        
         
           How
           can
           they
           Grandeur
           either
           get
           or
           keep
           ,
        
         
           Like
           sneaking
           Eunuchs
           which
           in
           holes
           do
           creep
           .
        
         
         
           By
           marriage
           they
           can
           ne're
           as
           Monarchs
           thrive
           ,
        
         
           A
           wonder
           't
           is
           by
           shifts
           they
           hated
           live
           ;
        
         
           But
           Kings
           more
           Kingdoms
           do
           by
           Venus
           get
           ,
        
         
           Then
           all
           
             Free
             States
          
           by
           Mars
           i'
           th
           world
           have
           yet
        
         
           More
           
             Realms
             ,
             Isles
          
           then
           the
           Royal
           house
           of
           Spain
           .
        
         
           Or
           Austria
           by
           their
           Queens
           ,
           our
           Kings
           did
           gain
           .
        
         
           Some
           twenty
           Kings
           long
           canton'd
           
             Brittish
             Isles
          
           ,
        
         
           Mars
           gave
           them
           not
           King
           James
           but
           Hymens
           smiles
           ,
        
         
           O're
           
             Spain
             John
             of
             Gauuts
          
           Daughters
           heirs
           now
           Reign
           ,
        
         
           Our
           Kings
           by
           wedlock
           are
           heirs
           of
           Brittain
           ,
        
         
           Normandy
           ,
           Poictou
           ,
           Anjou
           ,
           Aquitain
           ,
        
         
           All
           France
           ;
           in
           Paris
           shall
           be
           crown'd
           again
           ,
        
         
           When
           they
           their
           
             Lions
             ,
             Harp
          
           ,
           and
           Flowers
           in
           France
           ,
        
         
           With
           Arms
           
             ne're
             Conquer'd
          
           shall
           through
           it
           advance
           .
        
         
           Our
           Kings
           have
           on
           their
           side
           God
           and
           all
           right
           ,
        
         
           Which
           makes
           our
           mens
           like
           Lions
           in
           their
           sight
           :
        
         
           The
           French
           like
           Lillies
           pale
           it
           doth
           affright
           ,
        
         
           That
           five
           to
           one
           of
           ours
           they
           ne're
           durst
           fight
           :
        
         
           Did
           they
           e're
           Battle
           win
           these
           thousand
           years
           ,
        
         
           
             Unless
             with
          
           Scotch
           ,
           Swisse
           ,
           Mountaineers
           ,
        
         
           
             Normans
             ,
             Higlanders
          
           ?
           and
           when
           five
           to
           one
           ,
        
         
           Small
           numbers
           oft
           subdu'd
           their
           Nation
           ;
        
         
           This
           truth
           to
           clear
           we
           need
           no
           Tomes
           recite
           ,
        
         
           But
           Agincourt
           ,
           and
           
             Cressy
             ,
             Poictou
          
           Fight
           :
        
         
           Alas
           poor
           sneaks
           ,
           when
           e're
           we
           them
           assail
           ,
        
         
           We
           needs
           must
           conquer
           ,
           now
           their
           old
           friends
           fail
           ,
        
         
           The
           Pope
           set
           York
           and
           Lancaster
           by
           th'
           ears
           ,
        
         
           Which
           lost
           us
           France
           ,
           brought
           Wars
           ,
           and
           seas
           of
           tears
           ;
        
         
           Else
           all
           were
           ours
           w
           'had
           nigh
           five
           hundred
           years
           ,
        
         
           So
           long
           the
           world
           the
           Englishmen
           did
           fear
           ,
        
         
           And
           thought
           that
           they
           the
           bravest
           Nation
           were
           .
        
         
         
           Had
           our
           King
           all
           of
           Kings
           and
           Queens
           as
           heir
           ,
        
         
           
             Most
             Potent
             Prince
          
           in
           all
           the
           world
           he
           were
           :
        
         
           
             King
             Charles
          
           had
           with
           his
           Queen
           strong
           Towns
           so
           rare
           ,
        
         
           The
           next
           to
           them
           the
           names
           of
           Kingdoms
           bear
           ;
        
         
           Besides
           ,
           her
           Dowre
           then
           many
           Queens
           was
           more
           ,
        
         
           Her
           
             Grace
             ,
             Parts
             ,
             Vertues
             ,
             tentimes
          
           worth
           that
           o're
           .
        
         
           Thus
           all
           our
           
             Noblesi
             Families
          
           do
           rise
        
         
           By
           
             Nuptial
             Bonds
          
           ,
           which
           States
           to
           States
           fast
           tyes
           ;
        
         
           True
           Lovers
           Knots
           tyed
           by
           Gods
           Hand
           and
           Word
           ,
        
         
           Faster
           joyns
           Crowns
           and
           Lands
           ,
           then
           Caesars
           Sword.
        
         
           If
           we
           so
           fast
           as
           Spain
           and
           
             Dutch
             Lands
          
           take
           ,
        
         
           Our
           Mars
           and
           Venus
           soon
           great
           Realms
           may
           make
        
         
           Of
           Mighty
           Princes
           ;
           't
           is
           best
           Husbandry
           ,
        
         
           Their
           swarms
           of
           Poor
           well
           planted
           out
           to
           see
           ;
        
         
           To
           th'
           body
           Politique
           
             more
             sad
             events
          
           ,
        
         
           Then
           natural
           to
           void
           no
           excrements
           .
        
         
           Marriage
           five
           Crowns
           
             in
             one
          
           for
           us
           doth
           blend
           ,
        
         
           And
           may
           
             five
             more
          
           if
           God
           them
           please
           to
           send
           :
        
         
           Fly
           Capon
           Commonwealths
           ,
           love
           Monarchy
           ;
        
         
           Court
           not
           gelt
           States
           ,
           hate
           
             Bastard
             Polarchy
          
           .
        
         
           Brittain
           by
           Kings
           ,
           and
           Queens
           by
           Kings
           grew
           great
        
         
           With
           Kings
           and
           Kingdoms
           ,
           States
           a
           Hell
           hatcht
           cheat
           .
        
         
           But
           since
           our
           zealous
           States
           plead
           Text
           ,
           and
           Faith
           ,
        
         
           Mark
           what
           for
           Kings
           '
           gainst
           them
           the
           Scripture
           saith
           ;
        
         
           Jesus
           of
           Nazareth
           ,
           King
           of
           the
           Jews
           ,
        
         
           And
           Gentiles
           too
           ,
           as
           Sacred
           Writ
           you
           shews
           ;
        
         
           In
           whom
           vvere
           all
           the
           Prophesies
           made
           good
           ,
        
         
           Which
           e're
           vvere
           made
           to
           Judah's
           line
           and
           blood
           :
        
         
           As
           he
           by
           Priests
           his
           Laws
           to
           men
           doth
           teach
           ,
        
         
           So
           o're
           the
           world
           by
           Kings
           his
           raign
           doth
           reach
           .
        
         
           Kings
           are
           his
           lively
           Image
           ,
           his
           Vicegerents
           ,
        
         
           Who
           best
           his
           Power
           and
           Glory
           represents
           .
        
         
         
           Since
           Christ's
           the
           
             King
             of
             Kings
          
           ,
           of
           Lords
           
             the
             Lord
          
           ,
        
         
           Then
           Anti-Kings
           are
           Anti-Christs
           by
           th'
           word
           .
        
         
           God
           promised
           to
           
             Abraham
             Kings
          
           of
           's
           ●eed
           ;
        
         
           Of
           his
           svvorn
           truths
           vvorld
           you
           make
           lyes
           ?
           take
           heed
           :
        
         
           And
           Kings
           and
           Queens
           unto
           his
           Church
           he
           'd
           raise
           ,
        
         
           Fathers
           and
           Mothers
           to
           its
           good
           ,
           his
           praise
           ;
        
         
           And
           Kings
           to
           Judah
           vvere
           the
           greatest
           bliss
           ,
        
         
           Jacob
           foretold
           ;
           That
           them
           ye
           hate
           ,
           vvhence
           this
           ?
        
         
           Balac
           said
           Balam
           blest
           ,
           vvhen
           Kings
           to
           Jews
           ,
        
         
           Like
           
             Agags
             ,
             Unicorns
             ,
             Lions
          
           he
           shevvs
           ,
        
         
           And
           that
           the
           shout
           of
           Kings
           vvas
           in
           their
           Camp
           ,
        
         
           
             No
             Foes
             Inchantments
          
           could
           them
           ever
           damp
           ;
        
         
           God
           vovv'd
           that
           Israel
           should
           live
           secure
           ,
        
         
           Meaning
           vvhilst
           native
           Monarchs
           did
           endure
           :
        
         
           With
           greatest
           blessings
           he
           Jesuron
           foster'd
           ,
        
         
           The
           chiefest
           vvas
           they
           to
           a
           
             Kingdom
             prosper'd
          
           .
        
         
           VVhen
           Kings
           had
           Kings
           their
           Heirs
           ,
           the
           Jews
           confess
           ,
        
         
           That
           God
           did
           them
           above
           all
           people
           bless
           ;
        
         
           By
           this
           the
           Kings
           and
           
             Sheba's
             Queen
          
           did
           prove
           ,
        
         
           That
           he
           did
           them
           above
           all
           Nations
           love
           :
        
         
           Kings
           strongest
           motives
           in
           
             Gods
             Writ
          
           Divine
           ,
        
         
           To
           goodness
           vvear
           ?
           he'd
           
             Crown
             Kings
          
           of
           their
           line
           :
        
         
           No
           Princes
           vvickedness
           did
           void
           
             Gods
             Oath
          
           ,
        
         
           Nor
           can
           absolve
           from
           our
           sworn
           Faith
           and
           Troth
           :
        
         
           
             As
             his
             ,
             so
          
           ours
           was
           sworn
           to
           th'
           Royal
           Line
           ;
        
         
           We
           're
           perjur'd
           against
           Heirs
           if
           we
           combine
           .
        
         
           For
           Kings
           by
           Gods
           Povver
           ,
           Rule
           ,
           live
           ,
           dye
           ;
           and
           vvhen
        
         
           He
           's
           pleas'd
           ,
           he
           hath
           done
           vvonders
           by
           levvd
           men
           :
        
         
           Our
           valiant
           Henrys
           ,
           Edwards
           ,
           Richards
           face
        
         
           
             Who
             darst
          
           ,
           vve
           leave
           their
           Vertues
           to
           Gods
           Grace
           .
        
         
           If
           Crovvns
           from
           vvicked
           Kings
           Subjects
           might
           take
           ,
        
         
           Mad
           vvork
           i'
           th
           vvorld
           as
           oft
           it
           did
           ,
           'tvvould
           make
           :
        
         
         
           VVhy
           then
           vvas
           David
           unto
           Saul
           so
           tender
           ,
        
         
           VVho
           for
           revenge
           true
           Loyalty
           did
           render
           ?
        
         
           He
           
             darst
             not
          
           touch
           the
           Lords
           Anointed
           ;
        
         
           Many
           Rechabs
           vvere
           for
           this
           disjoynted
           .
        
         
           
             Unkinging
             Kings
          
           to
           Jews
           brought
           dayes
           of
           doom
           ;
        
         
           Such
           
             Papal
             Facts
          
           ,
           like
           fruits
           to
           Christendom
           .
        
         
           Of
           bad
           Kings
           this
           sharp
           Rock
           Rotation
           ,
        
         
           Though
           for
           a
           good
           ,
           oft
           splits
           a
           Nation
           :
        
         
           
             Balam
             ,
             Saul
             ,
             Judas
          
           ,
           told
           truth
           as
           the
           rest
           ,
        
         
           So
           have
           levvd
           Kings
           conqner'd
           and
           reigned
           best
           .
        
         
           VVhen
           God
           allovvs
           not
           vvords
           ,
           bad
           thoughts
           of
           heart
        
         
           Against
           his
           Kings
           ,
           lest
           Angels
           them
           impart
        
         
           To
           Subjects
           vvo
           ,
           that
           they
           may
           plagued
           be
           ,
        
         
           VVho
           dares
           resist
           
             Royal
             Authority
          
           ?
        
         
           The
           Jews
           and
           Gentiles
           Restauration
           ,
        
         
           Began
           vvith
           Christ
           his
           Coronation
           ;
        
         
           The
           Sacred
           VVrit
           him
           sets
           on
           
             Kingly
             Throne
          
           ,
        
         
           As
           oft
           as
           to
           the
           World
           his
           glories
           shovvn
           :
        
         
           By
           Kingdom
           he
           presents
           his
           
             Dearest
             Bride
          
           ,
        
         
           VVhen
           she
           in
           Chariot
           pav'd
           vvith
           love
           doth
           ride
           .
        
         
           But
           vvhen
           his
           Bow
           against
           her
           he
           doth
           bend
           ,
        
         
           
             He
             threats
             t'
          
           uncrown
           her
           ,
           and
           her
           Scepter
           rend
           :
        
         
           And
           vvas
           not
           this
           of
           all
           his
           plagues
           the
           vvorst
        
         
           To
           his
           Beloved
           ,
           vvhen
           of
           him
           thus
           curst
           ?
        
         
           This
           ,
           this
           to
           Jews
           stands
           for
           a
           lamentation
           ,
        
         
           Sign
           of
           Gods
           vvrath
           ,
           their
           utter
           desolation
           :
        
         
           Praised
           be
           his
           name
           ,
           Zanzummims
           han't
           their
           vvill
        
         
           VVith
           vvorst
           of
           vvoes
           ,
           three
           Kingdoms
           vvho
           vvould
           fill
           .
        
         
           That
           our
           King
           vvears
           his
           
             Scepter
             ,
             Sword
          
           ,
           and
           Crown
           ,
        
         
           Th'
           Emblems
           of
           Power
           ,
           of
           Empire
           ,
           and
           Renown
           ,
        
         
           And
           may
           his
           Heirs
           till
           Sun
           and
           Moon
           go
           dovvn
           .
        
         
         
           You
           see
           how
           highly
           God
           and
           
             Scriptures
             Rate
          
        
         
           Kings
           ,
           Titles
           ,
           Honors
           ,
           Orders
           ,
           
             Royal
             State
          
           ,
        
         
           Sets
           Monarchy
           all
           Governments
           above
           ,
        
         
           Whereby
           he
           rul'd
           from
           Moses
           time
           his
           Dove
           .
        
         
           Then
           let
           none
           dare
           who
           God
           or
           truth
           do
           love
           ,
        
         
           Against
           their
           King
           or
           
             Kingship
             Traytors
          
           prove
           ;
        
         
           But
           them
           obey
           for
           Gods
           and
           Conscience
           sake
           ,
        
         
           That
           he
           them
           blessed
           may
           ,
           not
           cursed
           make
           :
        
         
           But
           if
           to
           murmur
           
             Rebels
             be
             so
             bold
          
           ,
        
         
           Let
           's
           in
           Gods
           word
           their
           Rise
           and
           Fall
           behold
           .
        
         
           Rebellion
           first
           began
           in
           Heaven
           ,
           thence
           fell
        
         
           The
           Dragon
           and
           his
           Angels
           down
           to
           Hell.
        
         
           All
           sins
           abridg'd
           in
           disobedience
           ,
        
         
           By
           which
           man
           fell
           from
           state
           of
           Innocence
           ,
        
         
           Fot
           which
           he
           was
           expelled
           from
           Paradise
           ,
        
         
           And
           from
           the
           
             tree
             of
             Life
          
           of
           unknown
           price
           .
        
         
           The
           Serpent
           for
           Rebellion
           licks
           the
           dust
           ,
        
         
           Women
           in
           pangs
           brings
           forth
           men
           ,
           
             Earth's
             accurst
          
           .
        
         
           Cain
           was
           vagabond
           i'
           th
           Land
           of
           Nod
           ;
        
         
           Rebels
           to
           Prince
           and
           Parents
           ,
           hate
           of
           God.
        
         
           The
           old
           world
           crowned
           chiefly
           was
           for
           this
           ,
        
         
           Five
           Cities
           burnt
           with
           Fire
           ,
           which
           did
           amiss
           ;
        
         
           Aaron
           and
           Miriam
           smote
           with
           Leprosie
           ,
        
         
           Because
           their
           
             Soveraign
             Moses
          
           they
           defie
           .
        
         
           Of
           
             Corahs
             company
          
           the
           word
           of
           truth
        
         
           Shews
           fifteen
           thousands
           sad
           and
           direful
           ruth
           .
        
         
           Five
           Kings
           did
           fall
           by
           Chederlaomer
           ,
        
         
           And
           King
           Hosea
           fell
           by
           Shalmaner
           ;
        
         
           Abimelech
           and
           Sechem
           with
           Gaal
           ,
        
         
           By
           mutual
           Treasons
           got
           their
           utter
           fall
           .
        
         
           A
           Fire
           came
           from
           the
           bramble
           which
           did
           burn
        
         
           That
           
             Rebel
             Town
          
           ,
           and
           made
           of
           it
           one
           urne
           .
        
         
         
           When
           Sheba's
           head
           was
           Joabs
           ,
           then
           they
           went
        
         
           From
           
             Abels
             Town
          
           each
           man
           unto
           his
           tent
           .
        
         
           Did
           Absalom
           or
           Adonijah
           thrive
           ?
        
         
           They
           thousands
           spoil'd
           ,
           more
           pardon
           left
           alive
           .
        
         
           Re●bah
           and
           Banah
           who
           their
           Soveraign
           slew
           ,
        
         
           David
           their
           hands
           and
           feet
           expos'd
           to
           view
           :
        
         
           Sad
           Fate
           o'retook
           that
           line
           ,
           sons
           of
           Nebat
           ,
        
         
           Whose
           Calves
           for
           ruine
           soon
           grew
           Bulls
           full
           fat
           .
        
         
           Ahab
           his
           sons
           and
           Queen
           came
           to
           disaster
           ,
        
         
           And
           had
           false
           Zimri
           peace
           ,
           who
           slew
           his
           Master
           ?
        
         
           No
           ,
           for
           he
           kill'd
           King
           Ela
           ,
           felt
           Gods
           Ire
           ,
        
         
           Him
           Omri
           forc't
           with
           the
           Kings
           house
           to
           Fire
           .
        
         
           Though
           Jehu
           to
           his
           work
           was
           call'd
           by
           God
           ,
        
         
           Justice
           and
           Mercy
           kist
           and
           burnt
           the
           Rod.
        
         
           Manahem
           slew
           Shallum
           ,
           Zachariah
           ,
        
         
           As
           Hoshea
           slew
           Peka
           ,
           who
           kill'd
           Pekaiah
           ,
        
         
           So
           Ammons
           Servants
           ,
           who
           their
           Master
           kill'd
           ,
        
         
           Were
           slain
           when
           good
           Josiah
           his
           place
           fill'd
           .
        
         
           
             Queen
             Athaliah
          
           slew
           the
           Royal
           Seed
           ,
        
         
           And
           rul'd
           until
           their
           Wounds
           made
           her
           to
           bleed
           .
        
         
           Joash
           his
           slaves
           slew
           him
           ,
           he
           Zachariah
           ,
        
         
           But
           they
           were
           all
           slain
           by
           Amaziah
           .
        
         
           The
           Books
           of
           Kings
           ,
           more
           foes
           to
           
             Kingly
             Race
          
           ,
        
         
           And
           many
           Traytors
           to
           sad
           ends
           do
           trace
           ;
        
         
           Besides
           their
           Armies
           which
           in
           battel
           fell
           ,
        
         
           Without
           remorse
           it
           knoles
           your
           pass
           to
           Hell
           ,
        
         
           Amend
           ,
           repent
           ,
           so
           live
           ,
           and
           so
           dye
           well
           .
        
         
           Though
           Sacred
           Writ
           we
           value
           most
           of
           all
           ,
        
         
           Each
           History
           is
           full
           of
           Traytors
           fall
           .
        
         
           Each
           Age
           and
           Country
           shevv
           sad
           Presidents
           ,
        
         
           Of
           
             Rebels
             Fates
          
           ,
           to
           force
           them
           to
           repent
           .
        
         
         
           Two
           hundred
           thirty
           cursed
           Plots
           and
           Treasons
           ,
        
         
           '
           Gainst
           Kings
           and
           Kingship
           without
           all
           reasons
           ,
        
         
           We
           since
           the
           Normans
           times
           and
           Reigns
           have
           seen
           ,
        
         
           But
           th'
           authors
           of
           them
           still
           have
           hanged
           been
           ;
        
         
           And
           so
           must
           they
           who
           dare
           to
           shew
           such
           tricks
           ,
        
         
           For
           they
           against
           Gods
           Laws
           and
           men
           do
           Kick.
        
         
           What
           is
           become
           of
           those
           conspir'd
           the
           death
        
         
           Of
           Englands
           Mother
           ,
           call'd
           
             Queen
             Elizabeth
          
           ,
        
         
           And
           for
           their
           Countries
           ruine
           close
           did
           wait
           ?
        
         
           Let
           Spain
           and
           Papists
           think
           of
           
             Eighty
             Eight
          
           ,
        
         
           
             Of
             those
          
           King
           ,
           Queen
           ,
           Prince
           ,
           States
           ,
           and
           Parliament
           ,
        
         
           To
           blow
           up
           with
           three
           Kingdoms
           did
           consent
           .
        
         
           How
           hath
           this
           Island
           Reel'd
           in
           her
           own
           blood
           ,
        
         
           Of
           troubles
           ,
           twenty
           years
           o're
           ran't
           a
           flood
           !
        
         
           Rebellion
           hath
           the
           Scots
           of
           glory
           stript
           ,
        
         
           And
           Ireland
           strangely
           ,
           for
           it
           hath
           been
           whipt
           ,
        
         
           By
           wondrous
           means
           and
           by
           a
           
             Rebel
             Rout
          
        
         
           Of
           
             Martin
             Markings
          
           ,
           and
           Marprelates
           stout
           :
        
         
           See
           their
           
             Heads
             ,
             Quarters
          
           ,
           o're
           the
           
             Cities
             Gates
          
           ,
        
         
           All
           Rebels
           are
           destin'd
           unto
           such
           Fates
           .
        
         
           The
           Sacred
           Trinity
           with
           one
           consent
           ,
        
         
           And
           Scriptures
           prove
           ,
           this
           the
           best
           Government
           .
        
         
           The
           Champions
           nine
           fought
           all
           for
           Monarchy
           ,
        
         
           None
           lov'd
           Kings
           more
           then
           sisters
           
             three
             times
             three
          
           .
        
         
           The
           Jews
           had
           but
           confusion
           ,
           nothing
        
         
           In
           Israel
           ,
           when
           time
           was
           there
           was
           no
           King.
        
         
           Moses
           as
           King
           did
           in
           Jesuron
           raign
           ,
        
         
           Judges
           and
           Kings
           had
           the
           power
           Soveraign
           ,
        
         
           Till
           
             Shilo
             ▪
          
           came
           ,
           who
           rules
           as
           
             King
             of
             Kings
          
           ,
        
         
           And
           under
           Monarchy
           all
           Nations
           brings
           ;
        
         
           
             Prophets
             ,
             Apostles
          
           ,
           taught's
           to
           love
           and
           fear
           ,
        
         
           Them
           to
           obey
           ;
           pray
           for
           ,
           not
           scoff
           ,
           or
           jeer
           .
        
         
         
           The
           Persian
           sages
           after
           long
           contest
        
         
           Of
           Arguments
           prov'd
           Monarchy
           the
           best
           .
        
         
           Mecaenas
           and
           Agrippa
           told
           Augustus
           ,
        
         
           Your
           
             wise
             men
          
           all
           ,
           chuse
           one
           ,
           else
           ne're
           trust
           us
           .
        
         
           For
           
             Kings
             our
             Brittains
          
           who
           were
           stout
           and
           wise
           ,
        
         
           Ventred
           their
           fortunes
           ,
           or
           have
           lost
           their
           lives
           :
        
         
           So
           all
           our
           
           States-men
           could
           say
           
             Boh
             t'
             a
             Goose
          
           ,
        
         
           Which
           voge
           
             made
             them
          
           Leards
           of
           the
           other
           House
           .
        
         
           Great
           Alexanders
           Master
           Aristotle
           ,
        
         
           Bias
           who
           carry'd
           all
           in
           's
           Bag
           and
           Bottle
           ,
        
         
           And
           all
           the
           rest
           of
           the
           wise
           men
           of
           Greece
           ,
        
         
           Said
           one
           Rul'd
           all
           ,
           as
           Gander
           rul'd
           the
           Geese
           ,
        
         
           That
           if
           there
           were
           i'
           th
           world
           one
           Mome
           or
           Goose
           ,
        
         
           Lov'd
           many
           Rulers
           ,
           let
           him
           try
           't
           in
           's
           house
           :
        
         
           And
           in
           such
           peace
           and
           order
           he
           should
           dwell
        
         
           As
           Locusts
           do
           ,
           worse
           then
           the
           Fiends
           in
           Hell.
        
         
           Old
           Philo
           saith
           as
           Kings
           o're
           all
           we
           see
           ,
        
         
           And
           God
           o're
           them
           ,
           so
           Nations
           ruled
           be
           :
        
         
           Thus
           stood
           for
           one
           the
           wise
           Pythagoras
           ,
        
         
           As
           for
           
             black
             Snow
          
           did
           Anaxagoras
           ;
        
         
           So
           all
           the
           rest
           as
           Homer
           ,
           and
           Dion
           ,
        
         
           With
           Plutarch
           ,
           Seneca
           ,
           and
           Zenophon
           ;
        
         
           
             So
             did
          
           Theodoret
           ,
           Basil
           ,
           Cyprian
           ,
        
         
           Chrysostom
           ,
           Austin
           ,
           and
           Tertullian
           :
        
         
           All
           Counsels
           ,
           Fathers
           ,
           Latine
           ,
           Greek
           ,
        
         
           Which
           were
           most
           godly
           ,
           learned
           ,
           grave
           ,
           and
           meek
           ;
        
         
           There
           's
           scarce
           one
           School
           Boy
           but
           doth
           know
           it
           ,
        
         
           How
           Kings
           are
           prais'd
           by
           every
           Poet
           ;
        
         
           How
           
             Homer
             ,
             Virgil
          
           ,
           and
           each
           Poet
           sings
        
         
           The
           noble
           deeds
           of
           
             Mighty
             Queens
          
           and
           Kings
           :
        
         
           Thus
           Armies
           
             great
             of
          
           Pen
           and
           Inkhorn
           men
        
         
           I
           might
           produce
           to
           tyre
           your
           sight
           ,
           my
           Pen.
        
         
         
           For
           honest
           knowing
           souls
           too
           much
           ;
           for
           fools
        
         
           They
           ne're
           will
           learn
           ,
           till
           taught
           in
           
             Gate-House
             Schools
          
           .
        
         
           That
           Regelment's
           the
           worst
           which
           sowes
           the
           seeds
        
         
           Of
           sects
           ,
           and
           Factions
           and
           Seditions
           breeds
           ,
        
         
           Which
           points
           the
           way
           to
           Moles
           and
           each
           base
           lown
        
         
           To
           creep
           through
           Heads
           of
           Factions
           to
           a
           crown
           ,
        
         
           That
           Tyrants
           and
           poor
           upstarts
           many
           more
        
         
           Then
           we
           could
           bear
           ,
           or
           keep
           us
           placed
           o're
           ,
        
         
           Which
           
             Tygers
             ,
             Wolves
          
           ,
           and
           Foxes
           manifold
        
         
           Allow'd
           ,
           by
           whom
           Nations
           were
           bought
           and
           sold
           ,
        
         
           Which
           kept
           us
           all
           in
           daily
           doubts
           and
           fear
        
         
           What
           Rule
           and
           Rulers
           we
           should
           have
           each
           year
           ;
        
         
           Made
           strangers
           far
           and
           near
           refuse
           our
           trade
           ,
        
         
           Because
           they
           thought
           all
           
             Rebels
             are
             stark
             mad
          
           ,
        
         
           Which
           cry'd
           with
           Harlots
           lewd
           ,
           Divide
           the
           child
           ,
        
         
           Such
           Mothers
           Brittain
           lately
           did
           beguil'd
           ;
        
         
           Which
           
             noblest
             men
          
           ,
           and
           Mindes
           ,
           and
           Clerks
           despight
           ,
        
         
           And
           in
           the
           Scum
           of
           Sects
           and
           Folks
           delight
           :
        
         
           Which
           of
           each
           Draggons
           Tail
           ,
           and
           Hell-bred
           Faction
           ,
        
         
           Projects
           and
           Acts
           for
           Toleration
           ;
        
         
           Which
           vote
           free
           Denizons
           for
           their
           base
           ends
           ,
        
         
           
             Turks
             ,
             Popes
          
           ,
           and
           Jews
           ,
           and
           the
           infernal
           Fiends
           ,
        
         
           Which
           coyn'd
           
             Engagements
             ,
             Vows
          
           ,
           and
           Oaths
           so
           fast
           ,
        
         
           That
           millions
           were
           forsworn
           or
           first
           or
           last
           :
        
         
           Nurses
           so
           many
           ,
           mock-controwlers
           ,
           sects
           so
           lewd
        
         
           As
           fill'd
           each
           
             City
             ,
             Town
          
           ,
           and
           house
           with
           fewd
           ,
        
         
           
             Which
             doth
             confound
          
           High
           ,
           low
           ,
           wise
           ,
           fools
           ,
           rich
           ,
           poor
           ,
        
         
           Arms
           Slaves
           
             '
             gainst
          
           Masters
           ,
           shuts
           them
           out
           o'
           th
           door
           ;
        
         
           Which
           like
           to
           Comets
           poyson
           did
           distil
        
         
           To
           all
           below
           ,
           and
           them
           with
           Plagues
           doth
           fill
           ;
        
         
           Or
           like
           Saturnal
           Planets
           in
           their
           Sphere
           ,
        
         
           The
           higher
           still
           the
           more
           
             Malignant
             were
          
           ,
        
         
         
           Which
           lickt
           the
           Cub
           of
           Reformation
           ,
        
         
           Till
           
             Love
             ,
             Faith
             ,
             Truth
          
           were
           out
           of
           fashion
           ;
        
         
           Which
           kept
           the
           people
           in
           
             blinde
             Ignorance
          
        
         
           Of
           
             Fundamental
             Truths
          
           ,
           as
           in
           a
           Trance
           .
        
         
           O
           sad
           that
           
             one-in
             hundreds
          
           scarcely
           knew
        
         
           What
           each
           one
           's
           sworn
           to
           ;
           Church
           by
           States
           thus
           grew
           ;
        
         
           The
           first
           Imperious
           teacher
           of
           a
           lye
           ,
        
         
           By
           such
           
             (
             dark
             souls
          
           )
           was
           ever
           most
           set
           by
           ;
        
         
           That
           Priests
           and
           Parents
           all
           should
           teach
           an
           Act
        
         
           Was
           fram'd
           by
           some
           ,
           the
           most
           deny'd
           the
           fact
           ;
        
         
           'T
           was
           Ignorance
           and
           Sects
           let
           in
           the
           Turk
        
         
           To
           
             Asia
             ,
             Greece
          
           ;
           like
           Crimes
           ,
           like
           Plagues
           will
           work
           .
        
         
           
             Wo
             ,
             wo
             ,
             wo
             ,
             wo
             ,
          
           to
           Christians
           who
           profess
        
         
           
             Christs
             Laws
          
           ,
           then
           his
           
             worst
             Foes
          
           yet
           knovv
           much
           less
           ,
        
         
           Which
           did
           destroy
           like
           Fiends
           vvithout
           all
           fears
        
         
           All
           Saints
           good
           works
           ,
           of
           fifteen
           hundred
           years
           ;
        
         
           Though
           but
           half
           Crowns
           Gods
           portion
           to
           them
           yields
        
         
           They
           sold
           it
           all
           to
           buy
           the
           
             Potters
             Fields
          
           ;
        
         
           Which
           make
           men
           covvards
           like
           the
           heartless
           Hen
           ,
        
         
           Hence
           all
           States
           fight
           by
           Mercenary
           men
           :
        
         
           VVhen
           our
           stout
           
             Henry's
             ,
             Edwards
          
           ,
           fought
           vvith
           French
           ,
        
         
           Did
           they
           not
           soon
           make
           foes
           ,
           though
           millions
           ,
           slinch
           ?
        
         
           An
           hundred
           times
           they
           made
           the
           Scots
           and
           France
        
         
           To
           quake
           ,
           vvhen
           they
           began
           their
           
             Martial
             Dance
          
           ;
        
         
           But
           our
           
             States
             Soldates
          
           did
           vvhat
           ne're
           vvas
           done
           ;
        
         
           
             Ten
             thousands
          
           from
           one
           troop
           of
           Negroes
           run
           ,
        
         
           VVhereby
           they
           millions
           lost
           a
           golden
           Town
           ,
        
         
           VVith
           it
           vvorlds
           richest
           Isle
           ,
           and
           their
           Renown
           .
        
         
           Of
           Artificial
           men
           sans
           souls
           a
           crovvd
        
         
           Are
           States
           ,
           vvhich
           name
           all
           Villanies
           doth
           shrovvd
           ;
        
         
           For
           there
           's
           not
           one
           hath
           
             Conscience
             ,
             Reason
             ,
             Faith
          
           ;
        
         
           
             All
             's
             publick
          
           ,
           and
           not
           private
           each
           one
           saith
           .
        
         
         
           That
           Government
           without
           all
           doubts
           the
           worst
           ,
        
         
           Which
           is
           the
           great'st
           Plague
           for
           sins
           accurst
           ,
        
         
           Which
           is
           such
           
             ugly
             Monster
          
           ,
           full
           of
           shame
           ,
        
         
           That
           Anomos
           in
           Scripture
           is
           its
           name
           ;
        
         
           Rac't
           out
           o'
           th
           Calendar
           all
           Holy
           dayes
           ,
        
         
           That
           
             Gods
             ,
             Kings
             ,
             Saints
          
           works
           none
           might
           do
           or
           praise
           .
        
         
           Most
           fearful
           Fates
           surpriz'd
           their
           rotten
           bones
           ,
        
         
           Who
           
             Souldiers
             ,
             Cripples
             ,
             Poor
          
           reliev'd
           with
           stones
           .
        
         
           God
           makes
           men
           great
           for
           Thousands
           good
           ;
           State
           Elves
           ,
        
         
           Careless
           o'
           th
           poor
           ,
           cry'd
           ,
           Ah
           ,
           ha
           ,
           ha
           ,
           for
           selves
           .
        
         
           Were
           every
           twig
           a
           
             Pen
             ;
             Earth
             ,
             Paper
             ;
             Seas
             ,
          
           all
           Ink
           ;
        
         
           Men
           could
           not
           write
           
             all
             Crimes
          
           of
           States
           I
           think
           .
        
         
           That
           's
           the
           
             Best
             Rule
          
           which
           all
           distempers
           cures
        
         
           In
           Church
           and
           Realms
           ,
           keeps
           them
           ,
           their
           health
           secures
           ,
        
         
           Which
           to
           our
           sinking
           Ark
           ,
           like
           
             Noahs
             Dove
          
        
         
           Brought
           truth
           ,
           and
           Peace
           ,
           and
           th'
           
             Olive
             Branch
          
           of
           love
           ,
        
         
           When
           both
           our
           Isles
           were
           tost
           like
           Ship
           on
           Seas
           ,
        
         
           Charles
           hush't
           all
           storms
           ,
           and
           they
           in
           calms
           did
           cease
           ,
        
         
           Which
           makes
           them
           like
           one
           Cornucopia
           ,
        
         
           In
           plenty
           excell
           
             Scicily
             ,
             Candia
          
           ,
        
         
           Causeth
           these
           Isles
           of
           Dogs
           ,
           or
           Devils
           nam'd
           ,
        
         
           With
           proudest
           pieces
           of
           the
           world
           be
           fam'd
           :
        
         
           When
           foes
           would
           quite
           destroy
           our
           Nation
           ,
        
         
           Blur
           our
           high
           deeds
           and
           reputation
           ;
        
         
           Takes
           care
           that
           Neptunes
           sons
           like
           lacky
           boyes
        
         
           Tread
           on
           Sols
           heels
           ,
           without
           all
           foes
           annoyes
           :
        
         
           With
           us
           the
           Nations
           trade
           ,
           if
           Charles
           agree
           ,
        
         
           Which
           Sun
           ,
           or
           Moon
           ,
           or
           Poles
           ,
           or
           Stars
           do
           see
           ,
        
         
           Where
           Justice
           mixt
           with
           Mercy
           ,
           doth
           abound
           ,
        
         
           Vinegar
           in
           sweet
           Grapes
           opprest
           ,
           is
           found
           ;
        
         
           Where
           Courage
           mixt
           with
           Faith
           ,
           and
           Love
           ,
           not
           fears
           ,
        
         
           To
           pluck
           the
           prey
           out
           of
           the
           paws
           of
           Bears
           ;
        
         
         
           Where
           no
           good
           useful
           man
           preferment
           lacks
           ,
        
         
           As
           most
           of
           late
           did
           under
           
             Mushroom
             facks
          
           ;
        
         
           As
           Phaebus
           light
           imparts
           to
           every
           Star
           ,
        
         
           So
           Charles
           gives
           Honors
           to
           worth
           near
           and
           far
           ,
        
         
           Which
           purges
           Locusts
           and
           Caterpillars
           ,
        
         
           And
           such
           as
           are
           to
           Kings
           and
           Realms
           ill-willers
           ,
        
         
           To
           th'
           body
           Politique
           as
           sad
           events
           ,
        
         
           As
           natural
           ,
           to
           void
           no
           Excrements
           :
        
         
           If
           fifty
           years
           Goal-birds
           had
           been
           sent
           o're
           ,
        
         
           Kingdoms
           and
           Isles
           we'd
           had
           as
           many
           more
           :
        
         
           Thus
           when
           the
           Gardiner
           evil
           Plants
           doth
           weed
           ,
        
         
           He
           findes
           much
           better
           grow
           good
           Plants
           and
           seed
           ;
        
         
           Which
           care
           doth
           take
           the
           poor
           abroad
           to
           plant
           ,
        
         
           Lest
           thousands
           dye
           with
           
             hunger
             ,
             cold
          
           ,
           and
           want
           ;
        
         
           VVhich
           makes
           all
           people
           learn
           the
           Truth
           ,
        
         
           VVant
           of
           such
           knowledge
           is
           a
           
             Kingdoms
             Ruth
          
           ;
        
         
           God
           and
           
             King
             Charles
          
           this
           work
           may
           bring
           to
           pass
           ,
        
         
           Do
           more
           in
           it
           b'our
           Kings
           then
           e're
           done
           was
           .
        
         
           To
           know
           and
           to
           obey's
           pure
           Reformation
           ,
        
         
           This
           learn't
           and
           done
           ,
           makes
           glorious
           King
           and
           Nation
           .
        
         
           The
           Spirit
           calls
           knowledge
           the
           
             Key
             of
             heaven
          
           ,
        
         
           VVith
           Grace
           ,
           Obedience
           ,
           
             it
             souls
          
           doth
           leaven
           ;
        
         
           Sermons
           won't
           do
           't
           ,
           nor
           VVardens
           much
           forsworn
           ,
        
         
           This
           work
           is
           Gods
           ,
           Gods
           must
           lead
           the
           forlorn
           .
        
         
           That
           rules
           the
           best
           which
           longest
           doth
           endure
           ,
        
         
           All
           these
           good
           things
           performs
           ,
           States
           faults
           doth
           cure
           ;
        
         
           No
           Star
           so
           bright
           i'
           th
           sky
           ,
           but
           hath
           its
           spot
           ,
        
         
           To
           have
           no
           fault
           is
           Gods
           ,
           no
           Creatures
           lot
           :
        
         
           
             And
             let
          
           Jehovah
           Thunder
           ,
           or
           Rain
           ,
           or
           Shine
           ,
        
         
           He
           can't
           please
           all
           ,
           nor
           Kings
           ,
           though
           men
           Divine
           .
        
         
           You
           'l
           say
           't
           is
           Verrue
           Crowns
           
             Kings
             Governments
          
           ,
        
         
           Then
           happy
           we
           in
           ours
           to
           all
           intents
           ;
        
         
         
           His
           comely
           presence
           ,
           meekness
           ,
           majesty
           ,
        
         
           Do
           Adamantine
           lustre
           far
           out-vye
           ;
        
         
           If
           to
           be
           highly
           born
           it
           is
           great
           bliss
           ,
        
         
           VVhat
           Prince
           for
           Birth
           may
           you
           compare
           with
           his
           ?
        
         
           If
           Heirs
           are
           blest
           of
           God
           ,
           Usurpers
           curst
           ,
        
         
           From
           Brute
           ,
           what
           King
           had
           title
           e're
           more
           just
           ?
        
         
           If
           wise
           men
           
             Princes
             Marriage
          
           much
           look
           on
           ,
        
         
           Behold
           his
           Queen
           ,
           the
           worlds
           chief
           Paragon
           .
        
         
           Great
           Charles
           the
           Second
           
             is
             of
             our
          
           Kings
           first
        
         
           By
           's
           Queen
           t'
           each
           part
           o'
           th
           world
           ,
           whose
           rule
           doth
           thrust
        
         
           Paire-Royal
           Nations
           ,
           Indies
           
             in
             her
             meets
          
           ,
        
         
           More
           worth
           then
           in
           all
           Mines
           ,
           and
           Golden
           Fleets
           ;
        
         
           For
           
             Royal
             Issue
          
           there
           's
           no
           doubt
           of
           Heirs
           ,
        
         
           God
           will
           hear
           theirs
           ,
           and
           millions
           of
           our
           prayers
           :
        
         
           If
           Crosses
           breed
           
             rare
             men
          
           ,
           best
           tutors
           are
           ,
        
         
           VVith
           
             Joseph
             ,
             David
          
           ,
           him
           you
           may
           compare
           ;
        
         
           For
           Courage
           ,
           Prudence
           ,
           Truth
           ,
           and
           Constancy
           ,
        
         
           Match
           him
           who
           can
           without
           Sycophancy
           ?
        
         
           He
           patiently
           endur'd
           heavens
           indignation
           ,
        
         
           Until
           he
           wrought
           his
           Restauration
           .
        
         
           So
           free
           from
           pride
           ,
           self-ends
           ,
           and
           false
           renowns
           ,
        
         
           VVith
           Kingdoms
           ruines
           he
           refus'd
           his
           Crowns
           ;
        
         
           Joy'd
           not
           to
           have
           his
           head
           crown'd
           with
           your
           loss
           ,
        
         
           Stay
           ▪
           d
           till
           God
           crown'd
           his
           head
           ,
           your
           joyes
           ,
           his
           Cross
           :
        
         
           Foes
           crying
           sins
           ,
           their
           scandals
           ,
           obloquy
           ,
        
         
           He
           hides
           from
           pennance
           ,
           by
           his
           Amnesty
           .
        
         
           He
           griev'd
           to
           see
           his
           Mother
           Church
           so
           torn
        
         
           By
           Sects
           ;
           so
           stript
           ,
           left
           Rachel
           like
           ,
           forlorn
           ,
        
         
           He
           did
           for
           her
           the
           best
           he
           thought
           or
           could
           ,
        
         
           
             VVhat
             modest
          
           Church-men
           either
           wisht
           or
           would
           .
        
         
           He
           cannot
           scoff
           ,
           but
           pitty
           th'
           ill
           behaviour
        
         
           Of
           Brain-sick
           folk
           ,
           as
           mad
           
             as
             e're
             was
          
           Naylor
           .
        
         
         
           For
           Justice
           ,
           Piety
           ,
           Religion
           ,
        
         
           Shew
           me
           his
           pear
           in
           any
           Region
           ;
        
         
           The
           
             Giddy
             Rabble
          
           feared
           less
           you
           know
        
         
           State
           ordinance
           ,
           then
           
             Juglers
             Jubeo
          
           .
        
         
           Dead
           Rulers
           Junto
           Laws
           ,
           were
           Crows
           
             to
             scare
          
           ,
        
         
           But
           Just
           Kings
           winged
           Courts
           of
           Justice
           are
           :
        
         
           Hence
           Kings
           in
           Thrones
           of
           Justice
           with
           the
           eye
        
         
           Are
           said
           to
           scatter
           all
           Iniquity
           .
        
         
           He
           frequent
           is
           with
           God
           ,
           familiar
        
         
           In
           Prayers
           ,
           not
           Oaths
           ,
           as
           many
           thousands
           are
           ;
        
         
           Him
           for
           his
           bounty
           why
           should
           any
           blame
           ,
        
         
           VVhose
           Thrift
           ,
           and
           Temperance
           ,
           doth
           millions
           shame
           ?
        
         
           To
           Gentry
           ,
           Commons
           ,
           and
           Nobility
           ,
        
         
           He
           's
           a
           
             rare
             Pattern
          
           of
           Sobriety
           ;
        
         
           To
           all
           the
           world
           he
           freely
           doth
           declare
           ,
        
         
           Rebels
           to
           God
           and
           Laws
           ,
           worst
           subjects
           are
           :
        
         
           Debauched
           men
           though
           great
           he
           cannot
           brook
           ,
        
         
           On
           such
           as
           his
           
             worst
             Foes
          
           he
           e're
           did
           look
           :
        
         
           VVhat
           good
           of
           him
           our
           Senate
           doth
           desire
        
         
           For
           God
           or
           Countrey
           done
           ,
           he
           doth
           require
           .
        
         
           Behold
           your
           King
           then
           thousands
           is
           more
           tall
           .
        
         
           In
           
             Grace
             ,
             Power
             ,
             Vertues
          
           ,
           higher
           then
           you
           all
           .
        
         
           VVhen
           Kingship
           ,
           Persons
           ,
           Vertues
           thus
           you
           see
        
         
           All
           meet
           in
           one
           ,
           happy
           's
           that
           Monarchy
           .
        
         
           Not
           Solomon
           in
           's
           Glory
           may
           compare
        
         
           VVith
           
             Brittish
             Rose
          
           ,
           and
           Lillies
           ,
           they
           'r
           so
           rare
           .
        
         
           Caesars
           best
           wishes
           .
           Subjects
           votes
           and
           Praise
        
         
           His
           Head
           crown
           ,
           and
           to
           th'
           highest
           Heavens
           up
           raise
           ;
        
         
           Of
           millions
           Prayers
           as
           he
           the
           Subject
           is
           ,
        
         
           So
           may
           heavens
           Blessings
           showre
           on
           him
           and
           his
           .
        
         
           FINIS
           .