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<P>THE SPEECH OR CONFESSION OF Sir Alexander Carew BARONET: Who was beheaded on Tower-hill on Munday <HI>Decemb.</HI> 23. 1644.</P>
<P><HI>Publi&s;hed by Authority.</HI></P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>Tho. Bates</HI> at the Maiden-head on Snow-hill, neere the Conduit. And <HI>J.W.J.</HI> in the Old-baily. 1644.</P>
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<HEAD>The Speech or Confe&s;sion of Sir <HI>Alexander Carew</HI> Baronet, who was beheaded on Tower-hill, on Munday <HI>Decemb.</HI> 23. 1644.</HEAD>
<P>_ON Munday <HI>December</HI> 23. in the forenoone about 10. of the Clocke, Sir <HI>Alexander Carew</HI> was brought from the Tower, guarded by the Lieutenant thereof, and his Officers (a&s;&s;i&s;t|ed by two Companies of the Trained-Bands) unto a Scaffold erected on Tower-Hill for that purpo&s;e.</P>
<P>After he was come upon the Scaffold he &s;pake to the Mini&s;ters that were with him, and one Mini&s;ter de&s;ired him to &s;peak &s;omewhat to clear the Ju&s;tice again&s;t him.</P>
<P><HI>Ca.</HI> The greate&s;t enemy again&s;t me under
<PB N="4" REF="3">the Sun can lay but the &s;u&s;pition of the fact a|gain&s;t me; I de&s;ire not to &s;pin out time, I de|&s;ire to be at my period, I have be&s;ought God on my knees oftentimes that I might be di&s;&s;olved, and God would never grant it me till now, and ble&s;&s;ed be God for it.</P>
<P>Min. <HI>We may not de&s;ire to goe out of the World, but upon a true foundation.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Ca.</HI> God knowes his own, &amp;c.</P>
<P>Lieut. <HI>When you went downe into Cornewell, the&s;e were your words, you bid me, God be with me, and hoped you &s;hould give a good account of your bu|&s;ine&s;&s;e.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Ca.</HI> I'le lay no blame upon any other body, but take all to my &s;elfe.</P>
<P>Min. <HI>You &s;ay the onely true way to &s;alvation is by Chri&s;t.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Ca.</HI> I confe&s;&s;e it, and I confe&s;&s;e my wayes, that I am a &s;infull creature to God, with all my heart, I acknowledge it before God and all you.</P>
<P>Min. <HI>Thinke not that hee will &s;traine your con|&s;cience.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Ca.</HI> No, God forbid, but ile doe that duty vvhich I come here for, I thanke you all for your good admonitions, and it is not now to
<PB N="5" REF="3">do, for I have &s;urvayed my &s;elfe over and over againe, and with indignation for my &s;innes, and e&s;pecially my Pride, and my &s;tout hearted|ne&s;&s;e.</P>
<P>Min. <HI>It is &s;toutne&s;&s;e that &s;hould trouble us all.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Ca.</HI> All that you can lay to my charge is but intention, and no man knowes my intentions better then my &s;elfe, and they &s;hall die with my &s;elfe, put me to what Tortures you plea&s;e; Sir, this is cleare that vvhen I came a &s;hore at Plimouth, I asked them whether they would be|lieve me what I &s;aid, they told me no. I am in that condition that what&s;oever I &s;ay is not to be believed, and therefore I have leave to hold my peace.</P>
<P>Then being demanded, whom he would have &s;tay with him on the Scaffold, he turned to his brethren, and &s;aid, The&s;e are my kindred, my an|ce&s;tors were counted hone&s;t men.</P>
<P>The people calling, and de&s;iring to &s;ee him, room was made for him to come to the front of the Scaffold, where he &s;pake thus to the people:</P>
<P>GEntlemen, I hope you'l (in con&s;i|deration of my weake body) not expect that I &s;hould &s;peake much to
<PB N="6" REF="4">you, neither is it my part to di&s;cour&s;e (nor my de&s;ire) of my owne actions, and to ju&s;tifie my &s;elfe, but I &s;hall ra|ther confe&s;&s;e as the poore Publican did, <HI>Lord be mercifull to me a &s;inner.</HI> I de|&s;ire your prayers to God for me, and I pray to God for you, that no one drop of my blood may be required at any mans hands. I forgive all the world, with as full and hearty de&s;ire as mortall man can, and I be&s;eech God to forgive me mine. The God of Hea|ven and Earth, that &s;eeth, heareth, and beholdeth, knowes that I lie not. I have de&s;ired with unfained de&s;ire and hearty affection to be di&s;&s;olved and to be with Chri&s;t, knowing it &s;hall be better for me, being a&s;&s;ured thereby to be freed from the mi&s;ery of &s;inne, and enter into a better life. It was the la&s;t words and writing of my grand|father,
<PB N="7" REF="4">and here of my father,
<NOTE PLACE="marg">Holding forth a little Book.</NOTE> the a&s;&s;u|rance of their eternall peace and hap|pine&s;&s;e, after the di&s;&s;olution of this body of theirs, in which they lived here on earth; it is mine likewi&s;e. I have no more to &s;ay, but I take my humble leave of you.</P>
<P>Then he de&s;ired the people to joyne with him in &s;inging the 23 P&s;alm, which he tuned, and read him&s;elfe to the people. The la&s;t words of the P&s;alm being ended, he added,</P>
<P>And God a&s;si&s;ting me, &s;eale my vow with my blood, and rather &s;uffer wrong then doe it.</P>
<P>Then the Executioner &s;pake to him de&s;iring him to forgive him.</P>
<P><HI>Ca.</HI> I forgive thee and thanke thee too with Heart unfained, and give|ing him money &s;aid, prethee leave my Clothes take my Head, and doe it hand&s;omely el&s;e thou can&s;t not &s;peak Dutch, and &s;ay <HI>wel godon.</HI></P>
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<P><HI>J</HI> die <HI>J</HI> thanke God rich in Gods favour.</P>
<P>Then bidding his friends God be vvith you he &s;pake to the Executioner.</P>
<P>Doe&s;t thou heare, when <HI>I</HI> &s;ay, Lord though thou kille&s;t me yet will <HI>J</HI> put my tru&s;t in thee, then doe thou cut off my head, For it was the la&s;t words that ever my Mother &s;poke when &s;hee died.</P>
<P>And when hee had &s;aid Lord into thy hands <HI>J</HI> commend my &s;pirit, hee layd him&s;elfe downe, with his Head over the Blocke and &s;peaking the&s;e words, Lord though, &amp;c. And then the Executioner did his Of|fice.</P>
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