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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>THE DOVVNFALL OF <HI>Mercurius Britannicus. Mercurius Pragmaticus. Mercurius Politicus.</HI> That three Headed CERBERUS.</HEAD>
<L>THat proverb which of late by him was &s;poken</L>
<L>In him's now cro&s;&s;ed, the <HI>threefold cord is broken</HI></L>
<L><HI>Brit. Prag.</HI> and <HI>Pol.</HI> in Print mu&s;t lye no more.</L>
<L>By'th Rumps authority, that's out of door.</L>
<L>He and the Rumpe were birds all of a Feather,</L>
<L>And tis mo&s;t fit that they &s;hould fly together.</L>
<L>But by the way there is a triple tree</L>
<L>May well become this triple <HI>Mercury.</HI></L>
<L>And there perhaps hee'l finde one cord may hold</L>
<L>Far better, then his own that was threefold.</L>
<L>This was the Scribe that &s;old him&s;elf for gain,</L>
<L>To work iniquity 'gain&s;t his Soveraign.</L>
<L>'Twas he bla&s;phem'd his Prince, and with his Pen</L>
<L>Murder'd the be&s;t of Kings, and be&s;t of men.</L>
<L>His cur&s;ed <HI>Siquis</HI> ne're well be forgotten</L>
<L>Again&s;t his Prince, when he is dead and rotten.</L>
<L>And 'tis the Nations crime (which God forgive)</L>
<L>That they &s;hould &s;uffer &s;uch a Rogue to live.</L>
<L>He that <HI>Diana's</HI> Temple burnt, could be</L>
<L>Not half &s;o famous for his infamy.</L>
<L>But now the time is coming, which no doubt</L>
<L>Will do him Iu&s;tice, vengeance will finde him out.</L>
<L>Though <HI>Foulk</HI> may guiltle&s;s prove of Royal blood,</L>
<L><HI>Scobels</HI> Certificate can do thee no good.</L>
<L>Thy Books will ri&s;e up to condemn thee here,</L>
<L>And to confound thee i'th' other world, I fear.</L>
<L>When there was hopes that <HI>Cae&s;ar</HI> would prevail;</L>
<L>He then was for the head again&s;t the tail;</L>
<L>And who but he for Kings? and Monarchy</L>
<L>Was better far then Ari&s;tocracy.</L>
<L>But when the Rumpe had got the upper hand,</L>
<L>He was all theirs, and at their &s;ole command;</L>
<L>And then there could be found no &s;aving health</L>
<L>But in a Free State and a Commonwealth.</L>
<L>Thus with the times he turn'd, next turn I hope</L>
<L>Will up the Ladder be, and down the Rope.</L>
<L>And when thou'rt gone from hence, 'tis like thou'lt be</L>
<L>In <HI>Pluto</HI>'s Parliament a <HI>Mercury,</HI></L>
<L>From whence perhaps thy friends may look to hear</L>
<L>From thee, what news, and the nocturnals there.</L>
<L>But fir&s;t let <HI>Oliver</HI> thy Patron know</L>
<L>Our revolutions here, and how things go.</L>
<L>How <HI>Dick</HI> and <HI>Harry</HI> both have lo&s;t their &s;tation,</L>
<L>Wanting his courage and di&s;&s;imulation.</L>
<L>How his Son <HI>Fleetwood,</HI> and the Clown his brother, <NOTE PLACE="marg">Disborow</NOTE></L>
<L>Betray'd them both, and &s;o betray'd each other.</L>
<L>And how at pre&s;ent we are Govern'd all</L>
<L>By a wi&s;e Council, and hone&s;t General.</L>
<L>How all the Lords and Knights which he hath made</L>
<L>Are now returning each man to his trade.</L>
<L>That <HI>Corbet, Vane</HI> and <HI>Scot,</HI> are out of favour</L>
<L>And now &s;tand bound unto their good behaviour.</L>
<L>That <HI>Ha&s;lerigg</HI> his old Antagoni&s;t,</L>
<L>Of being Knight in <HI>Leice&s;ter&s;hire</HI> hath mi&s;t.</L>
<L>And that his friend the <HI>Surry</HI> Knight and Squire <NOTE PLACE="marg">Ain&s;lo<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="1 span"></NOTE></L>
<L>Have lo&s;t the day for being Knights o'th' Shire.</L>
<L>And that young <HI>Tarquin</HI> (oft &s;o call'd by thee)</L>
<L>Mu&s;t now of <HI>England CHARLES</HI> the Second be.</L>
<L>And when thou'a&s;t told him this, tell him withall</L>
<L>The money's owing &s;till for's Funeral.</L>
<L>What news there's from below let's here; and thus</L>
<L>Farewell <HI>Mercurius Acharontichus.</HI></L>
<TRAILER><HI>Finis</HI> The Rump.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed in the year that the Saints are di&s;appointed, 1660.</P>
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