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<P>The Parliaments KALENDER OF BLACK SAINTS: Or a New Di&s;covery of <HI>PLOTS &amp; TREASONS,</HI> again&s;t our <HI>Religion, Lawes,</HI> and <HI>Lives,</HI> by the <HI>Popi&s;h Faction:</HI> and the Con&s;pirators Con|victed, Arraigned, and Condemned, according to their &s;everall Crimes.</P>
<P>VVith a <HI>Thankfull Remembrance</HI> of the many Victories it hath plea&s;ed the Almighty to conferre upon the&s;e Renowned Generalls, (<HI>VIZ. His Excellencie the</HI> E. <HI>of</HI> E&s;&s;ex, <HI>L. Generall, The Earl of</HI> Warwick, <HI>Lord Admirall, The Earl of</HI> Manche&s;ter, <HI>the Lord</HI> Fairefax, <HI>Sir</HI> William Waller, <HI>Colonell</HI> Ma&s;&s;ey, <HI>Liev. Gen.</HI> Cromwell, <HI>and others) again&s;t Malignants, Athei&s;ts and Papi&s;ts.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Publi&s;hed according to Order.</HI></P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>G. Bi&s;hop,</HI> Augu&s;t 24. 1644.</P>
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<HEAD><HI>The Parliaments Kalender,</HI> OF Black SAINTS.</HEAD>
<P>_TO begin this <HI>Kalender,</HI> I mu&s;t (though unwillingly) take one Rule from His MAjESTIE, who when he intended to begin this Unnaturall Warr, fir&s;t went a di&s;tance from his Parliament, &s;o I from my Subject, Hee as farre as <HI>York,</HI> and <HI>I</HI> as <HI>Buckingham,</HI> Hee but to <HI>Hull,</HI> and <HI>I</HI> as farre as <HI>Hell:</HI> Hee to rai&s;e an Army to de&s;troy His great and Faithfull Councell the <HI>Parlia|ment;</HI> and I <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">o Mu&s;ter up an Army of Plots, and bring them home to your under&s;tandings, that would have de&s;troyed both you and yours.</P>
<P><HI>Cryer,</HI> call <HI>Buckingham</HI> to the Bar: Hold up thy hand; <HI>Buckingham,</HI> Thou art Arraigned (by the Name of <HI>George Villiers,</HI> Duke of <HI>Bucking|ham, &amp;c.</HI>) of High Trea&s;on again&s;t God, thy King, and Country, For that thou tray<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="2 letters">rou&s;ly (again&s;t the Laws of thy Country) did'&s;t hold Confe|deracy with Je&s;uites, and other notorious Papi&s;ts, fir&s;t in <HI>Spaine,</HI> afterwards in <HI>France,</HI> for &s;ubverting the Prote&s;tant Religion, and planting Popery in this Kingdome, and to that end, did'&s;t further all their Popi&s;h de&s;ignes in <HI>England,</HI> by an uncontrouled Power. That (the better to ripen thy Trea|&s;ons) by the help of Dr. <HI>Lamb,</HI> thy learned Phy&s;ician, thou did&s;t remove &s;ome great Per&s;onages out of the way, an the Duke of <HI>Lenox</HI> &amp; <HI>Richmond,</HI> King <HI>JAMES</HI> of ble&s;&s;ed Memory, and &s;ome others, who were likely to cro&s;&s;e thee in this thy wicked purpo&s;e. That thou Trayterou&s;ly de|<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="2 letters">gned&s;t Thou&s;ands of Prote&s;tants as a prey to the wicked Papi&s;ts, both at
<PB N="4" REF="3"> <HI>Rochell,</HI> the <HI>I&s;le</HI> of <HI>Ree,</HI> and <HI>Cades</HI> Voyage, the beetter to work thy &s;elf into the good opinions of thy vowed friends the <HI>Roman Catholikes.</HI> What &s;aye&s;t thou <HI>Buckingham,</HI> Guilty, or not guilty. <HI>Buck.</HI> Guilty. Take him <HI>Felto<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI></P>
<P>Cryer, Call <HI>Canterbury</HI> to the Bar: Pray &s;tand off; his Little Grace will &s;how more glorious. Thou art Arraigned of High Trea&s;on, by the name of <HI>William Laud&punc;</HI> late Arch-bi&s;hop of <HI>Canterbury,</HI> and Metropolit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">n of all <HI>England;</HI> For that thou traiterou&s;ly, and again&s;t the Lawes of God and thy Countrey, did'&s;t &s;eek pollitickly to <HI>Alter Religion, alter the Lawes of the Land, Alter the Judges, and cau&s;e the inferior Clergy to Alter their Prea|ching, Alter their Writings, Alter their Postures, Alter the Communion Ta|ble, Alter the Service Book, Alter their Habits, Alter their Titles,</HI> and all this to <HI>Alter</HI> the <HI>Prot<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;tant Religion&punc;</HI> That the better to &s;trengthen and &s;up|port thy treacherous de&s;igne, thou did&s;t in&s;truct his Maie&s;tie to impo&s;e &s;trange Taxations, and Monopolies, <HI>Knighthoods, Ship-money, New Cor|poration, Soape, Tobacco, Raggs, Maribones, Rat-traps,</HI> and twenty more pretty inventions (for one of thy Place and Coat) to put upon the poore abu&s;ed people. That thou gave&s;t command to thy Chaplains, in their Licen&s;ing of Books, to cro&s;&s;e out all invectives again&s;t thy deare Mother the Church of <HI>Rome,</HI> and the Authors to be mark'd out for the <HI>High Com|mi&s;&s;ion,</HI> and &s;o &s;u&s;pended. That thou put'&s;t down Lectures, and caus'd the <HI>Declaration</HI> for <HI>Sports</HI> on the <HI>Lords day,</HI> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">o be ca&s;t as a &s;tumbling block to in|trap godly Mini&s;ters, who refu&s;ed to read the &s;ame, and to make Shipwrack of good Con&s;ciences: <HI>Sunday</HI> mu&s;t not be called <HI>Sabbath; White, Pock|lington</HI> and others imployed by thee to write for that purpo&s;e. That thy <HI>Will</HI> became a Law, and any that oppos'd the &s;ame, became a Sacrifice to thy <HI>Tyranny,</HI> as Mr. <HI>Burton,</HI> Mr. <HI>Prynne,</HI> and Dr. <HI>Ba&s;twick, &amp;c.</HI> That the Book of the <HI>Inqui&s;ition,</HI> the <HI>Introduction to a Devout Life,</HI> The <HI>Epi&s;tle of Je|&s;us Chri&s;t to a Devout &s;oul,</HI> full fraught with Popery, by thee Licen&s;ed, by thy Authority Printed, and publikely &s;uffer<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">d to be &s;old, and commended to thy friends both by thy Chaplaines and thy &s;elf. That thou ha&s;t occa&s;i|&s;ioned the breaking up of Parliaments, when Traytors and other offenders (of thy own &s;tampe) have been que&s;tioned, and the ju&s;te&s;t Acts in Agita|tion. That thou did'&s;t cau&s;e the <HI>Ma&s;&s;e-book<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI> lately commended to thee by the Pope, to be &s;ent to <HI>Scotland,</HI> and a &s;word with it, <HI>That if the Keyes would not prevaile, the Sword &s;hould.</HI> That thy <HI>Romi&s;h</HI> palate was &s;o quea|&s;ie, thou could'&s;t reli&s;h nothing better then the Blood of the Saints, thy Wolvi&s;h &s;tomack &s;o &s;harp, that Tips of Ears mu&s;t be cook'd for thee; Pro|te&s;tants fried, others &s;trangled, and &s;ome &s;o &s;owc'd and pickl'd in the High <HI>Commi&s;&s;ion,</HI> that (like <HI>I&s;&s;achars</HI> A&s;&s;e) they have ever &s;ince lay groaning under two heavie burdens of thy Pride and Tyrannie. No que&s;tion but
<PB N="5" REF="3"> thou art guilty of all the&s;e Crimes objected again&s;t thee, and many more; but I leave thy &s;entence to tho&s;e, that ere long will &s;ave me the labour, and deliver thee to the hands of de&s;erved Ju&s;tice.</P>
<P>Call <HI>Strafford,</HI> Cryer, <HI>Thomas</HI> Earl of <HI>Strafford,</HI> hold up thy hand, but I had forgot my &s;elf, thou art but his Gho&s;t, hee hath been Arraigned alrea|dy, ju&s;tly condemned and Executed, and his Crimes yet fre&s;h in our me|mories, therefore call another, Cryer?</P>
<P><HI>Cottington? Cottington? Cottington:</HI> Thou art an old <HI>Spani&s;h Fox,</HI> that ha&s;t had much familiarity with our <HI>Roman Gee&s;e,</HI> that have hatch'd m<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">ny egges into Plots again&s;t the Parliament, which have proou'd delicate <HI>Go&s;|&s;lings</HI> in her Maie&s;ties eye; thou art a prime member of the Cabinet <HI>Coun&s;ell,</HI> and a <HI>Iunto Fac totum,</HI> and well de&s;eru'&s;t this &s;entence, <HI>Take him Gregory.</HI></P>
<P>Call <HI>Digby</HI> Jaylor: <HI>Digby</HI> &s;tand to the Bar: Thou ha&s;t been a rare Champion for the <HI>Protestant Religion,</HI> becau&s;e thou could'&s;t not effect thy bu&s;ine&s;&s;e of the Fourth of <HI>January,</HI> thou de&s;ir'&s;t <HI>His Majestie to provide for his &s;afety, and betake him&s;elf to &s;ome &s;trong hold,</HI> wh<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">'&s;t Beloved <HI>Jermyn</HI> and thy &s;elf provide Arms to ruine your Countrey: They entitle thee the <HI>Clo&s;e Lanthorn-bearer o' the Court,</HI> and indeed it fit's thy Honor right, that ha&s;t &s;o rightly followed thy Predece&s;&s;ors &s;teps; a right <HI>Faux</HI> indeed, only the wor&s;e Traytor of the two, and &s;halt partake of the &s;ame Ju&s;tice that thy Ance&s;tor <HI>Digby</HI> did? <HI>Take him</HI> DERRICK.</P>
<P><HI>Newca&s;tle,</HI> &s;tand to the Bar: Thou art Araign'd upon a black Bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, by the Name of <HI>Collier,</HI> that ha&s;t made many poor people (in the City of <HI>London</HI> chafe them&s;elves hot at thee, and wi&s;h thy Honor choak'd with <HI>Cole-dust;</HI> the Devill and thee are &s;ure of one complexion, only thou the blacke&s;t? His Maie&s;tie made thee Marqui&s;&s;e; but he made thee Traytor, that (at la&s;t) will not let thee want firing: Though thou out-run'&s;t thy Coun|try, thou can&s;t hardly out-run him. <HI>Burn him &s;oundly Jaylor, then take him Hangman.</HI></P>
<P>What have we here, another <HI>Canterbury?</HI> O 'tis the Archbi&s;hop of <HI>York,</HI> a Martiall Prie&s;t, another <HI>Black one,</HI> God ble&s;&s;e us, little inferior to his for|mer brethren in mi&s;chief; one of <HI>Buckingham's</HI> Chaplains, who preferr'd him to be Lord <HI>Keeper,</HI> becau&s;e the Prelate &s;hould marry his crack'd Neece, and being urg'd with his promi&s;e, demanded of the Duke, if he had provided her a Husband: D'yee think hee'd marry, that lov'd a Whore &s;o well, though a <HI>Babyloni&s;h</HI> one? Thou carrie&s;t the <HI>Cro&s;&s;e</HI> in this holy War, and cur&s;e&s;t the Parliament with <HI>Bell, Book</HI> and <HI>Candle.</HI> But expect no more to be Archbi&s;hop of <HI>York, Fighters mu&s;t not be Bi&s;hops.</HI> And though it be a di&s;paragement to thy Function, I cannot help thee: <HI>Take him Der|rick.</HI></P>
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<P>Call <HI>Darby</HI> to the Bar: A <HI>Strange</HI> Name, a <HI>Strange</HI> man, and has as <HI>Strange</HI> a Title, <HI>King in Man,</HI> not of <HI>Man:</HI> But 'tis &s;trange indeed, that the good old Gentleman his father &s;hould hatch up a <HI>bird</HI> to pick out his own eyes; his <HI>Aunce&s;trie</HI> began at a Tree, let him take heed it end not there; but the <HI>Grey Mare's</HI> the better hor&s;e, which makes her ware the Breeches&punc; and her <HI>Strange</HI> Lord a Wooden Dagger, yet made a &s;hift (with a bor|rowed weapon) to murder an Acquaintance at <HI>Bo&s;ton,</HI> in cold blood. <HI>Look to him Jaylor.</HI></P>
<P><HI>G<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">ring,</HI> hold up thy hand: Jaylor look in't, &s;ure he has been burnt alrea|dy: but if he had been hang'd for the fir&s;t fault, he had ne're commited the &s;econd; he was Governor of <HI>Portsmouth,</HI> but betray'd his <HI>tru&s;t,</HI> and fled beyond Sea, where let him remain till he be <HI>tr&s;us't</HI> higher. <HI>Take him Greg.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Hopton,</HI> hold up thy hand; Thou art a Lord <HI>of the last Edition,</HI> newly come forth; yet but a cowardly Lord, to be beat by a Knight, Valiant Sir <HI>William Waller</HI> made thee <HI>Hop</HI> away, and out-run thy Honour, as thou wilt thy Country, unle&s;&s;e Ju&s;tice &s;top thy pa&s;&s;age with a halter, for all thy good &s;ervice done his Maie&s;tie in the <HI>We&s;t. Take him Derrick.</HI></P>
<P>Call <HI>Hastings, alias Rob-carrier,</HI> You are all <HI>Hastings</HI> indeed, ha&s;tie to do mi&s;chief, ha&s;tie to rob, fire hou&s;es, and do all maner of villanies, that can invent plots, and bring them ha&s;tily into action. Thou art a right <HI>Ha&s;tings,</HI> theeves mu&s;t be ha&s;ty men for feare of Ju&s;tice, and thou de&s;ire&s;t but one morning to undoe many poor Carriers, &s;teal Broadclothes, Chee&s;e, nay, no commodity comes ami&s;&s;e to thee, unle&s;&s;e it be the commodity of hempe, that in the end will make as <HI>hastie</HI> a dipatch of thee.</P>
<P>Call <HI>Capell</HI> the <HI>Cow-&s;tealer,</HI> one of his Maie&s;ties doughtie Nobilitie: His good old father kill'd Cowes for the poore; but I know no rea|&s;on that his &s;onne &s;hould love Cow-beefe ever the better for that, be|ing one that hath beene <HI>Cow'd</HI> often enough by the Parliament For|ces; the King made him Baron of <HI>Haddum;</HI> indeede the poore Country men, when they mi&s;&s;e their Cowes, may quickly gue&s;&s;e who <HI>Had 'um</HI> or having lo&s;t their Calves, who <HI>Had 'um?</HI> not <HI>Much-Hadum,</HI> nor <HI>Little-Hadum,</HI> but <HI>Capell</HI> had 'em; He takes them by the Title of his Nobility, being Baron of <HI>Had 'um;</HI> but becau&s;e I am thy Countrey-man, I give thee good coun&s;ell, <HI>Ha&s;tings</HI> and thee may hang one another, and &s;o ha&s;tily couzen <HI>Gregory&punc;</HI> and rid the Parliament of a further trouble.</P>
<P>Call <HI>Lunsford,</HI> The Ringleader of Roy&s;ters, Sir <HI>William Bal&s;ore</HI> was a Prote&s;tant, and not to be tru&s;ted with the Leivtenant&s;hip of the Tower, and hone&s;t in the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e concerning my Lord <HI>Lond<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">n,</HI> and could not be corrupted, <HI>Lunsford</HI> as right as <HI>L<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">gge,</HI> that &s;hould have been&punc; Go|vernour of <HI>Hull,</HI> hell a fitter place for him. Two rare Members to betray
<PB N="7" REF="4"> a Kingdome. A rare plot, if rightly con&s;idered. It behooved them when they were in <HI>Scotland</HI> with his Maje&s;tie to make a partie there, which made his Maie&s;tie lavi&s;h in conferring Honours, then &s;et <HI>Ireland</HI> in an uproare, blind the Citie of <HI>London,</HI> per&s;wade his Maje&s;tie to come with a com|pany of Roy&s;ters to take away the 5. Members, rai&s;e tumults about <HI>We&s;t|minster,</HI> and then the work's as good as done: But hold a little <HI>Lunsford,</HI> not too ha&s;tie. The <HI>Militia</HI> is a great ob&s;tacle; but do but per&s;wade his Ma|je&s;tie hee is in apparent danger, remove him from the Parliament, and let me alone, (quoth <HI>Digby:</HI>) Is not this excellen<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> <HI>Harry?</HI> Then thee and I will over into <HI>Holland,</HI> pawne the Jewels of the Crowne; nay and her Maje&s;tie too, before wee'l want Armes to be reveng'd of the&s;e preci&s;e Round-heads; O! Rare pollicie. Then <HI>I be&s;eech your Majestie provide for your &s;afetie, get you into &s;ome &s;trong Hold: Hull</HI> is an excellent place for that purpo&s;e. This <HI>Lunsford, Legge, Aston, Hurry,</HI> and <HI>Skellum Green|vile,</HI> &s;hall be Prince <HI>Ruperts</HI> Privie Councell, when he is King of <HI>Ireland.</HI> O! they be men of Mettle, after thine owne heart Prince, men of Blood all, that care no more for killing Godly Mini&s;ters, or murdering his Ma|je&s;ties be&s;t Subiects, then other Cavaliers doe for killing lice under a hedge.</P>
<P>The&s;e are they that have cau&s;'d his Maie&s;tie to goe to the Broakers, Morgage all; they have Morgag'd all too: Morgag'd their E&s;tates, Mor|gag'd their Salvation, Morgag'd their Soules and bodies, till at la&s;t they have &s;old them out-right to doe mi&s;chiefe, and &s;o mu&s;t expect (without &s;peedy repentance) to be Arre&s;ted, and committed clo&s;e pri&s;oners to the bottomle&s;&s;e pit.</P>
<P>The&s;e can &s;ubvert Kingdomes, burne whole Townes, Steale, Ravi&s;h, Kill, and &s;ay, <HI>The King and Queene will have it &s;o:</HI> The&s;e are the blacke Saints in our Calender, that have made a Hotch-potch of the true Religion and Poperie, that Reverence the &s;hadow more then the &s;ub&s;tance, Cere|monies, more then the pure Go&s;pel, or God him&s;elf: The&s;e make a God of Crucifixes, Altars, Tapers, Caps, Coaps, Susplices, Organ-pipes, Fid|lers, Saints dayes, Fea&s;ts, Wakes, May-poles, and Morri&s;-dancers; a plea|&s;ant religion &s;ure, and very acceptable. The&s;e can Swear, Roar, Whore and be Drunke, and cry, <HI>For God and the King.</HI></P>
<P>God a mercy old Bi&s;hops, you have Preach't faire, and better'd your flock exceedingly; you have taught them well to <HI>Feare God and honour the King,</HI> that move rhe King to di&s;honour God: But doe you depend upon humane Authoritie, and be as &s;afe as theeves in a mill: He who&s;e Autho|ritie is on our &s;ide, is greater, to who&s;e voice all the devils in hell &s;hall &s;toop, much more the &s;illy arme of &s;infull fle&s;h; 'Twas time for the Parlia|ment
<PB N="8" REF="5"> to look about, and u&s;e all the meanes they could (as ble&s;&s;ed be God&punc; they have not been backward) to Charme the&s;e Vipers, which if they had not done in time, would have made all our hearts to ake, and when too late, to blame our owne &s;elves: Gods cau&s;e mu&s;t and will prevaile, ma<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">|gre the malice of all that oppo&s;e it: or &s;uch a Judgement mu&s;t over-take this land, that would have cau&s;'d all our eares to tingle, and made us a By|word, and reproach to all Nations.</P>
<P>IF the Lord had not been on our &s;ides, (may wee &s;ay as well as I&s;rael) they had long ere this &s;wallowed up both us, and with us our chiefe&s;t glorie. How did the Lord deliver us at <HI>Edge-hill</HI> under that Worthy of <HI>I&s;ra<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">l,</HI> and Deliverer of the Children of God, Our Noble Generall the Earle of <HI>E&s;&s;ex:</HI> By Sir <HI>William Waller,</HI> a glorious Victory over the Lord <HI>Hoptons</HI> forces, who were utterly Routed? How hath the Arm of the Lord been &s;een in that Renowned Earle of <HI>Manchester,</HI> the thrice Noble Earl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> of <HI>Leven</HI> G<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">nerall of the Scotri&s;h forces, and the valiant Lord <HI>Fairefax?</HI> How did that brave Lievtenant Generall <HI>Cromwell</HI> behave him&s;elf in Bat|tell again&s;t that Bloody Prince <HI>Rupert,</HI> when he was utterly Routed, and a glorious Victory obtained? How was <HI>Yorke</HI> brought to the obedience of King and Parliament? How many victories by Sea; and how many Prizes have beene taken by our Noble Lord <HI>Admirall,</HI> towards the va&s;t expence in the&s;e wars? How hath <HI>Gloc<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">ster</HI> held out all this time: and that truely Noble Gentleman Colonell <HI>Ma&s;&s;ey</HI> heap'd Victorie upon Victorie. The Lord hath done all this, and much more for us: O let us &s;he<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> our &s;elves thankfull unto him, and prai&s;e his holy Name, for all his loving kindne&s;&s;e: The &s;ame Lord open the eyes of our Enemies, that they may &s;ee what con|fu&s;ion they have brought both upon them&s;elves, and his Maie&s;tie, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">nd made red with bloud two flouri&s;hing Kingdomes, and would doe the like to the third; but I heartily de&s;ire of Almightie God that they may re|pent, and become new men, if not; &s;till we be&s;eech thee confound all their devices, hell-hatch'd plots, and de&s;tructive purpo&s;es again&s;t us, and the Regiments of thy Sonne Ie&s;us Chri&s;t: O Lord for thy Sonnes &s;ake, for the love thou beare&s;t to thy poore people, open the eyes of his Maie&s;tie, that hee beholding their Godle&s;&s;e practi&s;es and impieties to his people, may b<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">th del<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">ver Him&s;elfe, his Children, and his three langui&s;hing King|domes from utter de&s;truction, and deliver up Traitors to de&s;erved Ju&s;tice, that he may once more move in his proper O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">be, the Parliament of <HI>Eng|land</HI> in his full Glory and Lu&s;tre. That &s;o God may tu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">ne away the fear|full Judgements that threa<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="2 letters">n us, for not puni&s;hing them, that mourne for the De&s;olation of <HI>Sion,</HI> and &s;poile and make havock of the Lords Inheritance. </P>
<CLOSER>Amen.</CLOSER>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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