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<P>AN ESSAY TO A Continuation OF ITER BOREALE; Attempting &s;omething upon the happy influ|ence, which that &s;ea&s;onable and &s;ucce&s;&s;efull march OF THE LORD Generall Monck Out of the North, had upon the Arts and Sciences.</P>
<P><HI>BY a LOVER of LEARNING.</HI></P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>Robert Smith,</HI> and are to be &s;old at the <HI>Crane</HI> in <HI>Pauls</HI> Church-yard. 1660.</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
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<HEAD>An E&s;say to a Continuation <HI>OF ITER BOREALE.</HI></HEAD>
<L>COme, come my Mu&s;e away, make ha&s;t to greet</L>
<L>Great Genera<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">l <HI>Monck,</HI> go ki&s;s his welcome feet;</L>
<L>Indeed th' art &s;omething tardy but however</L>
<L>The Proverb holds, 'tis better, late then never.</L>
<L>Some Candid Reader will &s;uppo&s;e the lack</L>
<L>Of generous Wine, might &s;et thy fancy back.</L>
<L>Excu&s;es may be found for coming late,</L>
<L>For thankfulne&s;&s;e is &s;eldome out of date:</L>
<L>What Art or Science &s;hall not &s;toop to the</L>
<L>Great <HI>Hero,</HI> Patron of their liberty.</L>
<L><HI>Lilly</HI> and <HI>Cambden</HI> both, had ta'ne their flight</L>
<L>From <HI>Briti&s;h</HI>-coa&s;ts, and left a &s;hady night,</L>
<L>But for thy coming, they had packt away</L>
<L>Their <HI>Parts of &s;peech,</HI> and dur&s;t no longer &s;tay:</L>
<L>The <HI>Nouns</HI> were frighted at the Martiall brood,</L>
<L>And fear'd <HI>Declen&s;ion</HI> as the <HI>Ca&s;es</HI> &s;tood;</L>
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<L>The <HI>Sub&s;tantives</HI> began to make their moan,</L>
<L>They mu&s;t have help, they could not &s;tand alone;</L>
<L>The <HI>Adjective</HI> that could not &s;tand before,</L>
<L>Did never look to be &s;upported more;</L>
<L>The <HI>Numbers</HI> were too weak to keep the field,</L>
<L>And with the fifteen <HI>Pronouns</HI> meant to yield.</L>
<L><HI>Compari&s;ons</HI> grew odious, what degree.</L>
<L>Can be expected from an Anarchy?</L>
<L>The <HI>Verb</HI> and <HI>Participle</HI> found no fence,</L>
<L>That might &s;ecure them in the Future-Tence</L>
<L><HI>POSS&V;M</HI> was cal'd with all his force, but he</L>
<L>Confe&s;t he wanted po&s;&s;ibility.</L>
<L>The other <HI>Parts of &s;peech</HI> did want protection,</L>
<L>Witne&s;&s;e the &s;ighing of the <HI>Interjection.</HI></L>
<L>SYNTAX di&s;pair'd, &s;aying, will they &s;pare</L>
<L>A quiet place where any concords are;</L>
<L>And poor <HI>Pro&s;odia</HI> all be&s;mears her eye</L>
<L>With weeping to her mournfull Elegies.</L>
<L>But thou ha&s;t wip't them, and &s;he means to rai&s;e</L>
<L>Her highe&s;t note to celebrate thy prai&s;e.</L>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="section">
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<HEAD>SECT. <HI>2.</HI></HEAD>
<L><HI>RHetorick</HI> that plea&s;ant Mi&s;tri&s;&s;e, Learnings grace</L>
<L>Who&s;e gaudy Varni&s;h wont to hide the face</L>
<L>Of horrid Acts, grows mute, and doth deny</L>
<L>To colour trea&s;on by an Encomy.</L>
<L>Her &s;moother &s;tile was turnd to Hae&s;itation,</L>
<L>Stifled with guilt, it mar'd her pronunciation.</L>
<L>But by thy coming, thou ha&s;t rais'd the hopes</L>
<L>Of fainting <HI>Suada,</HI> and redeem'd her <HI>Tropes</HI></L>
<L>By ca&s;ting &s;ubtle figures, &s;o that all</L>
<L>She &s;peaks of thee, mu&s;t be Myoticall.</L>
<L>Now may &s;he &s;peak her mind and may declare</L>
<L>What kind of Mu&s;hroms our late Courtiers were;</L>
<L>That <HI>NOL</HI> a Brewer was, and <HI>PRIDE</HI> his Dray man,</L>
<L><HI>HEWSON</HI> a Cobler, <HI>PACKER</HI> but a Lay-man</L>
<L>The <HI>Rump</HI> forlorn, and of that cur&s;ed Crew</L>
<L>Some lo&s;e their pelf, &s;ome bid the World adieu.</L>
<L>Thus ha&s;t thou furni&s;ht <HI>Pytho</HI> with a &s;pring,</L>
<L>To cur&s;e the wicked, and &s;alute a King.</L>
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<HEAD>SECT. <HI>3.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>LOgick,</HI> the Queen of Rea&s;on, to who&s;e bent</L>
<L>All power &s;toopt by force of Argument,</L>
<L>Is now &s;o baffled, that &s;he pro&s;trate lies</L>
<L>A Captive Va&s;&s;ell to ab&s;urdities.</L>
<L>'Twould melt your heart to hear the dolefull &s;tory</L>
<L>And &s;ad complaint from every Catagory;</L>
<L><HI>S&V;BSTANTIA</HI> lo&s;t her &s;ub&s;tance, and &s;he meant,</L>
<L>Had&s;t thou not come to turn an accident;</L>
<L>'Twas well poor <HI>Q&V;ANTITY</HI> was &s;o di&s;creet,</L>
<L>To &s;tay her time, thy kind acce&s;&s;e to greet.</L>
<L>All <HI>Q&V;ALITY</HI> was &s;o transform'd of late,</L>
<L>She lo&s;t her skill, nor could denominate:</L>
<L>Princes, mu&s;t go on foot and beggars ride,</L>
<L>Coblers turn Peers, and Carters magnifi'd;</L>
<L>The noble qualitie which wont t' adorn</L>
<L>The Courts of Princes now become a &s;corn</L>
<L>To ba&s;e Plebeians, you would &s;pue to &s;ee</L>
<L>A &s;tinking Rump dre&s;t up in Maje&s;tie.</L>
<L><HI>RELATIONS</HI> all grew heavie and each eie</L>
<L>Was turnd a Fount by kinder &s;ympathie</L>
<L>Nor do I wonder when all Royall <HI>ACTION</HI></L>
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<L>Is &s;olely manag'd by a cur&s;ed faction.</L>
<L><HI>PASSION</HI> grew high, and could not brook &s;uch things</L>
<L>As mounting Beggars and depo&s;ing Kings.</L>
<L><HI>&V;BI</HI> looks out in hope &s;he might de&s;cry</L>
<L>Some kinder &s;uccor in extremity.</L>
<L><HI>Q&V;ANDO</HI> thinks long, and &s;aith, what &s;hall I be</L>
<L>Servant of Servants to eternity.</L>
<L><HI>SIT&V;S</HI> was re&s;tle&s;s; while &s;he makes a moan,</L>
<L>The wor&s;t of Varlets did prophane the Throne.</L>
<L>The <HI>HABITS</HI> were &s;o wicked in the Nation,</L>
<L>That now Rebellion calls for abjuration,</L>
<L>'Twas God that &s;ent thee in this doubtfull &s;ea&s;on,</L>
<L>To make us men and bring us to our rea&s;on,</L>
<L>The ill bred <HI>genus</HI> thou ha&s;t packt from hence,</L>
<L>Defining Kingdomes by a difference;</L>
<L>The cur&s;ed <HI>Juncto</HI> of Hypocri&s;ie,</L>
<L>Them&s;elves are baffl'd by a fallicy:</L>
<L>The World could not have found &s;o fit a pate,</L>
<L>In &s;uch a nick of time to moderate.</L>
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<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="section">
<HEAD>SECT <HI>4.</HI></HEAD>
<L>MOralls that wont to guide us heretofore,</L>
<L>A crowd of Clowns had voted out of door.</L>
<L>The vertuer hide them&s;elves while bolder Vice</L>
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<L>Hath friends at Court, and is upon her ri&s;e.</L>
<L>'What need is there of <HI>Ethicks,</HI> why &s;hould we</L>
<L>'Con&s;ult the heathen for felicity.</L>
<L>'Alas! Their <HI>&s;ummum bonum</HI> is a toy</L>
<L>'Compar'd with ours; three Kingdomes we enjoy,</L>
<L>'And can we keep them we &s;hall not envy</L>
<L>'The great <HI>Mogoll</HI> in all his Maje&s;ty:</L>
<L>'Why &s;hould we Chri&s;tians &s;toop to higher powers,</L>
<L>'<HI>Adam</HI> their Grand&s;ire was, and &s;o is ours.</L>
<L>Thou heard&s;t our rudene&s;&s;e, and could&s;t ea&s;ily &s;py</L>
<L>Our great defect in this Phylo&s;ophie.</L>
<L>Thou read&s;t an <HI>Ethick</HI> Lecture, we encline</L>
<L>And prove proficients in thy di&s;cipline:</L>
<L>The great u&s;urping <HI>Dons</HI> which governd ail,</L>
<L>Were Taught a Le&s;&s;on more Mona&s;ticall.</L>
<L>Thy precept and thy practice both do ply</L>
<L>The &s;tricte&s;t le&s;&s;ons of Oeconomie,</L>
<L>And where thou find'&s;t a &s;tudent is for tricks,</L>
<L>Thou &s;hew&s;t thy skill as well in politicks.</L>
<L><HI>The &s;aucy</HI> Rump <HI>who &s;cornd the be&s;t of Kings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In lower Congies broke her twatling &s;trings</HI></L>
<L><HI>To entertain thee, while a Chair of State</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mu&s;t be prepar'd and all that's delicate.</HI></L>
<L>Thou taught'&s;t the Court, the Camp, and all to crie,</L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">ong live KING CHARLES God ble&s;s his Maje&s;ty.</HI></L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">ext under God we owe thy conquering banners,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">he late Edition of our <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> manners.</L>
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<HEAD>SECT. 5.</HEAD>
<L><HI>PHYSICKS</HI> had lo&s;t their Science, whiles that all</L>
<L>Was out of cour&s;e, and turn'd unnatural;</L>
<L>In vain their Students &s;hall hereafter pry</L>
<L>In Natures Secrets, alls a prodigie;</L>
<L><HI>Materia prima</HI> like, poor <HI>England</HI> &s;tood</L>
<L>For &s;ome Impre&s;sion, give it what you wood.</L>
<L>Natures be&s;t friend thou came&s;t and found us thus,</L>
<L>And brought a Form, by bringing <HI>Carolus.</HI></L>
<L>The Cau&s;es all con&s;pire, and God direct</L>
<L>The ble&s;t production of this good effect;</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t ingaged the Sophi&s;ter to ply</L>
<L>The choice&s;t tracts in this Philo&s;ophy.</L>
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<HEAD>SECT. 6.</HEAD>
<L>THe <HI>Metaphy&s;icks</HI> fear'd their tender <HI>Ens</HI></L>
<L>With <HI>verum bonum</HI> would be bani&s;ht hence;</L>
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<L>The Angels could not &s;ave, although they lent,</L>
<L>The &s;tronge&s;t force of each intelligent:</L>
<L>It was the In-created &s;ub&s;tance &s;taid</L>
<L>The &s;pitefull hands, and made them all afraid,</L>
<L>By &s;ending great St. <HI>George,</HI> who by his might,</L>
<L>Did bani&s;h darkne&s;s, and recover light.</L>
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<HEAD>SECT. <HI>7.</HI></HEAD>
<L>THe Law's a Kingdoms Bulwark, and the Fence,</L>
<L>The two edg'd Sword that keeps from violence,</L>
<L>Lo&s;t both their tongue and &s;ence, &s;o that the wi&s;e</L>
<L>Call'd all oppre&s;sion, in a Legal gui&s;e;</L>
<L>Our Lives, our Fortunes, Names and all mu&s;t be</L>
<L>Poor fetter'd Pri&s;oners to nece&s;&s;ity.</L>
<L>What dolefull &s;ound was heard, what lamentation</L>
<L>Of Plunders, Thefts, of Rapes, and &s;eque&s;tration?</L>
<L>Here &s;its a weeping Orphan, and anon</L>
<L>We meet another ruin'd and undone.</L>
<L><HI>A&s;trea</HI> went her way, but (O the pity)</L>
<L>She left her bu&s;ine&s;s with a dull Committee.</L>
<L>The<NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg">Meaning pretenders without the practice of godline&s;s.</NOTE> godly mend their pack, the Saint inherit</L>
<L>Not by the <HI>Norman</HI> Law, but &s;eeming merit;</L>
<L>Each place of Tru&s;t and profit that way ran,</L>
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<L>And lo, the Saint is turned a Publican.</L>
<L>High Courts of <HI>Ju&s;tice</HI> never known before.</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be erected as a Po&s;tern&punc; door</L>
<L>For King and Peers, and to &s;top the ery</L>
<L>Of Royal blood, they cloak their Butchery</L>
<L>By &s;eeming Law; and by a &s;trange pretence</L>
<L>All that was done was done by providence:</L>
<L>And wilt, O God, endure &s;o great affront</L>
<L>From Hypocrites, and &s;tand no more upon't?</L>
<L>What &s;hall the wor&s;t, and greate&s;t of Impiety</L>
<L>Acted by men, be charged upon the Deity?</L>
<L>Shall &s;uch unheard of mi&s;chief &s;till be hie,</L>
<L>Under Religions Cloak? let God forbid:</L>
<L>Thou heard&s;t our &s;uit, and &s;ent great <HI>Monk</HI> to cha&s;e</L>
<L>The Rumpant Rebell and Redeem the Mace.</L>
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<HEAD>SECT. <HI>8.</HI></HEAD>
<L><HI>MFdicks</HI> who&s;e skill was wont to bring again</L>
<L>A &s;wooning Patient and remove the pain,</L>
<L>Con&s;ults her Herbal, but could not de&s;cry,</L>
<L>A proper Plant for <HI>Englands</HI> malady;</L>
<L>The bolder Emprick comes, and for his Fee,</L>
<L>Pre&s;cribes Purgation and Phlebotomy;</L>
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<L>The Noble&s;t blood runs out, the dregs remain,</L>
<L>And &s;till the Patient doth encrea&s;e her pain;</L>
<L>Now giving up the Gho&s;t &s;he was heard to cry,</L>
<L><HI>O give me &s;omething Soveraign, or I die,</HI></L>
<L>Thou heard&s;t, and do&s;t employ thy utmo&s;t skill</L>
<L>To give her ea&s;e by giving her her will.</L>
<L><HI>A</HI> Colledge of Phy&s;icians do con&s;ent</L>
<L>She mu&s;t be pleas'd, her Cure is content.</L>
<L>Then hoi&s;t up &s;ail, and lets not &s;pare for c<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t,</L>
<L>Bring home that Drug, or <HI>England</HI> will be lo&s;t,</L>
<L>She gladly takes it, and anon her dolour</L>
<L>Cea&s;t, looks fre&s;h, and gains her colour</L>
<L>Nay, then great Sir, &s;ince we are &s;aved thus,</L>
<L>Wee I gil<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter"> thy Shrine, Great <HI>E&s;culapius.</HI></L>
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<HEAD>SECT. <HI>9.</HI></HEAD>
<L><HI>ARITHMATICK</HI> who&s;e chiefe&s;t skill doth lie</L>
<L>In total Sums, forgot to multiply;</L>
<L>There was &s;o much Divi&s;ion and Sub&s;traction,</L>
<L>Her total Numbers mouldred into fraction.</L>
<L>Her eager Students cry, when &s;hall we be</L>
<L>Pa&s;t Subdivi&s;ion, at the Rule of three.</L>
<L>The Cheating Trea&s;urers began to boa&s;t,</L>
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<L>Th' had pa&s;t accounts, but reckt without their Ho&s;t.</L>
<L>What do I &s;tand for <HI>Cyphers?</HI> Reach a Pen,</L>
<L>There mu&s;t be more, you mu&s;t account agen:</L>
<L>Thus did&s;t thou teach the cheating Knave a trick,</L>
<L>And taught him better in Arithmatick.</L>
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<HEAD>SECT. <HI>10.</HI></HEAD>
<L><HI>ASTRONOMY</HI> who&s;e Lectures made us wi&s;e</L>
<L>In Revolution, and to read the Skies,</L>
<L>Now cur&s;e the Stars, and do conclude from thence</L>
<L>Her ruine came, Malignant Influence</L>
<L>Became her bane, and now &s;he mu&s;t deny</L>
<L>To Court the Planets, all's Incon&s;tancy.</L>
<L>The new erected Lights eclip&s;e the Sun;</L>
<L>Prodigious Comet <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">ay we are undone.</L>
<L><HI>Lillie</HI> was non-plu&s;t, and at la&s;t he &s;ell</L>
<L>From Reading Heaven to con&s;ult with Hell&punc;</L>
<L>But &s;tay, me thinks a glorious &s;tar appear</L>
<L>From Northen parts, pre&s;age a happy year;</L>
<L>This Star Ri&s;e higher, and at length obtain</L>
<L>The wi&s;hed &s;ight of <HI>Charls</HI> the &s;econds Wain.</L>
<L>Now thanks to Heaven, all the Stars con&s;pire</L>
<L>To give poor <HI>England</HI> in, her hearts de&s;ire.</L>
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<HEAD>SECT. <HI>11.</HI></HEAD>
<L><HI>THEOLOGIE</HI> which teach us to adore</L>
<L>One only God, and to admit no more,</L>
<L>Bids us to rear an Altar, and to pay</L>
<L>Our thankfulne&s;s, befitting &s;uch a day:</L>
<L>A day, who&s;e brighter beams did put to flight</L>
<L>Tho&s;e Owls and Bats that Revel'd in the night:</L>
<L>A glorious Church was brought to meer Confu&s;ion,</L>
<L>Undoubted truth, expel'd by &s;trong delu&s;ion,</L>
<L>Unhallowed hands prophane the Sacred Rite,</L>
<L>And Ignorance pretend to greate&s;t light,</L>
<L>The Cobler lays a&s;ide the old Tran&s;lation,</L>
<L>Puts up his Tools, and works by In&s;piration.</L>
<L>The Canting <HI>Quaker</HI> makes a hideous cry,</L>
<L><HI>England</HI> Repent, Repent or el&s;e you die:</L>
<L>The <HI>Dipper</HI> counts the wicked world unclean,</L>
<L>And mu&s;t be damn'd, or dipped once again:</L>
<L>Now <HI>Englands</HI> Ark may fear de&s;tructive Rocks,</L>
<L>Who&s;e only Sin was to be <HI>Orthodox</HI></L>
<L>But is there any hope &s;ome man of Order</L>
<L>Will &s;ympathize, and look upon our border?</L>
<L>At length Religious <HI>Monk,</HI> was heard to &s;ay,</L>
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<L><HI>Quaker</HI> be gone, <HI>Phanaticks</HI> all away.</L>
<L>Thus did&s;t thou give our Church a better face,</L>
<L>And given hopes to &s;ee her wonted <HI>GRACE.</HI></L>
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<HEAD>SECT. <HI>12.</HI></HEAD>
<L><HI>MVSICK</HI> who&s;e Noble Science did in&s;pire,</L>
<L>Diviner &s;ouls, and rais'd the fancie higher,</L>
<L>Her &s;elf was out of Tune by raging Billows,</L>
<L>And hangs her warbling Harp upon the Willows,</L>
<L>Is this a time for mirth? May every eye</L>
<L>Keep time in tears, and weep by &s;ympathie.</L>
<L>Are Law and Go&s;pel both turn'd out of door?</L>
<L>Put up the Viol bring the Lute no more.</L>
<L>Thus lay the mournfull Virgin like to die,</L>
<L>But now recovered to an exta&s;ie:</L>
<L>Now doth &s;he choo&s;e her mo&s;t delightfull ayres,</L>
<L>And tunes her Song according to affairs;</L>
<L>Now doth &s;he make the Chri&s;tian world to ring</L>
<L>Thy great atchievements for thy exile King:</L>
<L>Shee'l &s;erve the here, and when thou &s;halt expire,</L>
<L>Shee'l rai&s;e her Heavenly Note a great deal higher,</L>
<L>She may attend the in the Angels Qui<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">e.</L>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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