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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>A SPEECH Made to his Excellency THE Lord General MONCK, AND THE COUNCELL of STATE, AT DRAPERS-HALL in LONDON: <DATE>The <HI>28th</HI> of <HI>March,</HI> 1660.</DATE> <HI>At which time they were entertained by that honourable Company.</HI></HEAD>
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<L>MO&s;t honoured Sir, if a poore Schollar may</L>
<L>(among&s;t the re&s;t) his duteous offering pay,</L>
<L>Accept my might unto your Merit, you</L>
<L>That have given life to us, and learning to:</L>
<L>How had the Churches glory laine in th'du&s;t?</L>
<L>A Sacrifice to the Phanatiques lu&s;t,</L>
<L>The Virgin had been rifled, and our Lawes</L>
<L>Become a Prey unto the Mon&s;trous Jawes</L>
<L>Of Wolves, and Vermin, had not you &s;tept in</L>
<L>Unto their re&s;cue: nay the Citty bin</L>
<L>A Shambles made; you have redeem'd our States,</L>
<L>As though y'ad &s;at in councell with the Fates,</L>
<L>And by your ca&s;ting voyce diverted our</L>
<L>Intended ruine; thus you &s;hew'd your power,</L>
<L>And love unto your Country; and &s;o mixt,</L>
<L>It carryes &s;ettlement our hopes are fixt.</L>
<L>Ambition that did Gangrinate the State,</L>
<L>Like a fal&s;e Starr's, fall'n from its u&s;urpt height:</L>
<L>The &s;pirit of divi&s;ion is now laid,</L>
<L>The Genius of three Nations in one made;</L>
<L>You have re-hing'd our happyne&s;&s;e in the&s;e</L>
<L>Mo&s;t reverend Patriots, Branches of our peace;</L>
<L>The&s;e Luminaries, that through envious Night,</L>
<L>In th' ab&s;ence of our Sun, affourd us Light;</L>
<L>Who&s;e Pious Care and Courage ever wakes,</L>
<L>More for our &s;afety, then for their owne &s;akes;</L>
<L>That prize a publick more then private good,</L>
<L>And &s;wam not to a Government through blood;</L>
<L>So cleare in all their wayes, that if they might,</L>
<L>They will not take away anothers right;</L>
<L>That if the Proverb hold, (although but plain)</L>
<L>Tis, like, the Man may have his Mare again:</L>
<L>To you, and them with reverence I Proclaime</L>
<L>A hearty welcome in the Companies name,</L>
<L>Th' expre&s;&s;ion of who&s;e Joyes tran&s;ported me</L>
<L>Into the&s;e truths wrapt up in Poetry;</L>
<L>Goe on brave Senators may ynor Union prove</L>
<L>A Subject to the World of peace and love.</L>
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<BYLINE>Spoken by
Walter Yeokney</BYLINE>
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<P>The Reader may take notice that the other Speech is a forged cheat, and di&s;owned by <HI>Walter Yeokney.</HI></P>
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<P><HI>LONDON:</HI> Printed for <HI>Henry Broome</HI> at the <HI>Gun</HI> in <HI>Ivy-lane,</HI> 1660.</P>
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