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<P>THE <HI>Reformer Rack'd:</HI> AND HIS CONFESSION.</P>
<P>OR, Some Ob&s;ervations upon the keeping the Thirtieth of <HI>January,</HI> and Twenty Ninth of <HI>May,</HI> con&s;idered: In a brief Reflexion on the Principles of his Party in gene|ral, with &s;ome digre&s;&s;ive Touches upon the Author's Notion of tho&s;e Anniver&s;aries.</P>
<P>To which is added, A New Di&s;covery of Old <HI>England:</HI> Written and privately Printed in the Time of <HI>Oliver</HI>'s U&s;urpation.</P>
<Q><P>Did I not more con&s;ider my Subject's Satisfaction than mine own Vin|dication, I &s;hould never have given the Malice of &s;ome Men that plea&s;ure, as to &s;ee me take notice of, or remember what they &s;ay, or object. I would leave the Authors to be puni&s;hed by their own evil Manners, and &s;eared Con&s;ciences.</P> <BIBL><GAP DESC="foreign">. p. 118.</BIBL></Q>
<P><HI>LONDON:</HI> Printed, and are to be &s;old by <HI>Randal Taylor</HI> near <HI>Stationers-Hall,</HI> 1694.</P>
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<HEAD>THE <HI>Reformer Rack'd:</HI> AND HIS CONFESSION.</HEAD>
<P>THE &s;trained weakne&s;&s;es and ful&s;om unbe|comingne&s;&s;es of <HI>Codrus</HI>'s Ver&s;e, mu&s;t heighten the true Poet's Indignation; the very recital of them mu&s;t <HI>whet</HI> his Noble Anger, and &s;et a &s;teeling <HI>Edge</HI> on the blunte&s;t Ingenuity: So the &s;la|vering Wit of a <HI>Novice,</HI> a <HI>Bavius</HI> or <HI>Maevius,</HI> hath been treated with nothing but Sarca&s;m and Satyr, Scorn and Proverb. As the Fooleries of Love, and the <HI>womani&s;h</HI> Flatteries of Poeta&s;ters, have been always un&s;ucce&s;sful and contemptible, and ridiculous in an undegenerate Age of <HI>ma&s;culine</HI> Vertue; &s;o the Smatterers in Contro|ver&s;ie, and the unmanly poorne&s;&s;es of trifling Malice, or Presbyterian <HI>Cant,</HI> are not like to have better Fate, or hope to e&s;cape the <HI>La&s;h</HI> and <HI>Baffle</HI> of a <HI>Church-of-En|gland-Pen.</HI> How often the Non-con's have been en|countered by our irrefragable Clergy, in Debates of this Nature, <HI>viz. Whether our Church-Ceremonies were &s;uper|&s;titious Relicks of Popery, ab&s;urd, and not to be endured?</HI> p. 2, 3. <HI>Whether Eccle&s;iastical Laws and Ordinances be Ob|ligatory,
<PB N="2" REF="3">or meer Human Invention, incon&s;i&s;tent with Chri|&s;tian Liberty, and are pure Will-Wor&s;hip?</HI> p. 30, 32, 33. <HI>Whether the &s;etting apart &s;ome Days for holier &V;&s;e and Ser|vice, is a Branch of Heatheni&s;m or Popi&s;h Idolatry? And appointing Anniver&s;aries, Fe&s;tivals and Fa&s;ts upon any Man's Account be Bla&s;phemous, and derogatory to the Authority of the Lord of Sabbath?</HI> p. 27, 28, 29. them&s;elves may re|member who always came off with the <HI>Foil;</HI> and me|thinks they might have learned from the Wraftling of <HI>Lincolns-Inn-fields,</HI> or from Shame, to have de&s;i&s;ted, and flung off the Belt: But here's a doughty Antagoni&s;t hath a mind to Di&s;pute it again, though he be &s;ure to be wor&s;ted for his pains, and thrown out in the <HI>&s;truggle:</HI> It is the Nature of a <HI>Fool-hardy</HI> Fellow, and more be|coming <HI>Dick</HI> the Butcher than one of the <HI>Sober-Party,</HI> to run the Ri&s;que of a dozen broken Heads before he will lay down the Cudgel. I may relate, but never hope to Decide or Quell their refractory Animo&s;ities; and truly to recite all their <HI>Bear-Garden-Adventures</HI> again&s;t our Church, and their &s;narling Cavils again&s;t her Holy Sanctions and Wi&s;e Con&s;titutions, would &s;how the Reader how great a mind they have to make Schi&s;m but a more &s;anctified Sport, and to remove the Royal Diver&s;ions of Bull-Baiting and Bear-Baiting into the Hou&s;e of God. Tho&s;e who Fo&s;ter up Lion's Whelps and Foxes Cubs of Divi&s;ion within the Grates of their own Brea&s;ts, can as ea&s;ily with the favour of the State and Pre&s;s, turn the Temple of the Lord into an Amphi|theatre of <HI>wild</HI> Divinity and &s;avage Chri&s;tianity, as tran&s;mography St. <HI>Paul</HI>'s into a Stable, and make it a <HI>Den</HI> of Filthine&s;s and Hor&s;e-dung. The Levitical <HI>Augaeus</HI> was re&s;olved to make Super&s;tition &s;tink, though his own Practice &s;melled &s;trong of Be&s;tiality for't; and &s;urely he cannot call this a &s;weet Revenge upon <HI>Rome,</HI>
<PB N="3" REF="3">when he mu&s;t nece&s;&s;arily hold his No&s;e for the Ho-go and Bruti&s;hne&s;s of his own Actions, and only Snivel out his hateful, <HI>hoggi&s;h,</HI> and na&s;ty Reformation. Well then; <HI>Vexatus toties</HI> with <HI>Geneva-rant</HI> or <HI>Aetnean</HI> Eruptions and Di&s;tractions at home, I mu&s;t now break out into <HI>Juvenal</HI>'s <HI>nunquamne reponam?</HI> Ju&s;tice and Charity let the Author of tho&s;e <HI>reproachful Ob&s;ervations</HI> upon the Martyrdom and Re&s;tauration, expect from an injured Loyali&s;t and a di&s;turbed Privado. He de&s;erves to be an|&s;wered with the Severity of Truth and Law; his <HI>Bil|lingsgate</HI> Scold and Railery again&s;t our Pious Solemniza|tion of a Fa&s;t and a Thank&s;giving; the former upon a mo&s;t dreadful and doleful, the latter upon a mo&s;t joyful Account, requires the deepe&s;t Stab from a <HI>poyniarding</HI> Scur|rility: He is troubled with that Di&s;temper, the <HI>Choler</HI> of a pa&s;&s;ionate Folly, and Spleen of Malice, which Lenitives cannot Cure, and no <HI>Remedy</HI> can be wor&s;e than his <HI>Di&s;ea&s;e.</HI> If there be any &s;ecular Care of the Scepter, if any pi|ous regard for the Mitre, if there be any Security of their pre&s;ent Maje&s;ties, if any ju&s;t yearly <HI>Tribute</HI> of &s;treaming Tears be payable to the Ble&s;&s;ed Memory of Ma&s;&s;acred <HI>Charles,</HI> if any Anniver&s;ary Mean for a Can|nibal-barbarity, and the mo&s;t Capital and Unpardon|able Offence to Maje&s;ty above our Terre&s;trial <HI>Turf,</HI> if any &s;incere Lamentation be due to the Funeral of a Martyr, if Oblivion mu&s;t not &s;hade his <HI>Hear&s;e,</HI> if we mu&s;t not Rhodomontade <HI>Heaven</HI> with our Innocence and Impunity in the matter, if we mu&s;t not think to Trick and Bilk God's waking Vengeance, as a Cullied Coachman is &s;ometimes &s;erved: If our Hymns and Songs of <HI>ecsta&s;ied Joy</HI> for tho&s;e eminent Mercies and Ble&s;&s;ings of God conferred on us in returning us King <HI>Charles</HI> II. again to the <HI>fade</HI> of a flouri&s;hing U&s;urpation, mu&s;t not cea&s;e in our Choires: Then my Author's <HI>leaf<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI>
<PB N="4" REF="4">may Commence a <HI>Sacrifice</HI> e're long to Love and Loy|alty, Honour and Hone&s;ty, Courage and Con&s;tancy in <HI>Palace-yard.</HI> Him&s;elf may &s;ave his Bacon, but the Flame perhaps will Singe and Smoak him a little, and <HI>J. G. G.</HI> will &s;mell of Rank Faction and Anti-Monar|chical <HI>Burnings:</HI> It was a bold Stroke of &s;ome di&s;af|fected Poet or other to Acumen his Epigram thus upon the Pa&s;toral Letter:
<Q>Proh pia pompa rogi! proh gloria funeris! Auctor Non meruit fato Nobiliore mori.</Q> That was too hard upon the <HI>Fanaticks,</HI> and the Sting is too &s;harp for my <HI>Author</HI>'s thin <HI>skinn'd Con&s;cience.</HI> The Waggi&s;h Jacks were at that time mightily taken with the Pun, <HI>Burn-it, Burn-it,</HI> in Rythm to its Author, and thought I'le warrant ye, it hit <HI>Oliver</HI> a notable Box on the Ear for his <HI>Magna Charta, Magna Farta:</HI> But his Di&s;&s;enter&s;hip hath not been the &s;ubject of one <HI>Oxford</HI> Je&s;t or Laughter yet, nor of a Parliamentary Curio&s;ity and <HI>Critici&s;m;</HI> to his chief Credit and Repute be it &s;poken. Revenge and Tears mu&s;t bur&s;t hence from a compa&s;&s;ionate and vexed Soul: The <HI>one</HI> to &s;top his foul Mouth again&s;t our Church <HI>appointment,</HI> and the Dead, which common <HI>Civility</HI> to a departed <HI>Soul</HI> might have done; and the <HI>Gag</HI> of <HI>Licen&s;ing</HI> one would have thought, might have &s;ilenced the notoriou&s;e&s;t untruth, and <HI>di&s;in|genuou&s;ne&s;s</HI> to both: The <HI>other</HI> to quench a flagrant com|bu&s;tion and <HI>glowing</HI> di&s;content, which no doubt the In|cendiary thinks he hath &s;ufficiently fired under the Mi|tre; our <HI>Guy</HI> may fancy he hath kindled Powder enough to Blow up a Thou&s;and Churches that &s;tand in his way of Levelling, or give a <HI>Rub</HI> to his Confu&s;ion-&s;tratagem, and to make King <HI>Charles</HI> the Fir&s;t's Sacred A&s;hes to
<PB N="5" REF="4"><HI>Caper</HI> in the Air, to <HI>blacken</HI> his embalmed Memory, or to <HI>Snuff</HI> a Stink of it into the No&s;trils of Mungril-Loyali&s;ts, as much as Helli&s;h A&s;per&s;ions can <HI>Nau&s;eate.</HI> His intentions &s;urely <HI>Dance</HI> after <HI>Jack-Presbyter</HI>'s merry <HI>Bagpipe,</HI> to the <HI>Tune</HI> of Beheading, Demoli&s;hing, Sacri|ficing, and all the ings and twangs of Cla&s;hing De&s;tru|ction in the e&s;tabli&s;hed <HI>Church</HI> and <HI>State.</HI> No que&s;tion but this new Fidling Modeller hath promi&s;ed him&s;elf to Screw up his Humanity and Chri&s;tian Goodne&s;s to a higher Pin, to a loftier Cut-throat Elah; and if times would &s;erve his <HI>turn,</HI> to change this Fa&s;t into a Fe&s;tival: If his Di&s;&s;enting Di&s;cord and <HI>Schi&s;matical Squeak</HI> would take, and tickle the A&s;&s;es Ear to his Auditory, 'tis Cro&s;s and Pile whether the &s;weet Tantony-Pig-I&s;raelite, would not leave his Whining Raptures, and Braying in Pre|de&s;tinarian Ec&s;ta&s;ies, and then Sing us a joyful elevated <HI>Venite, Exultemus,</HI> in&s;tead of a &s;obbing Air, &s;ad Obit, or mournful Ditty (as <HI>p.</HI> 22. he hints, <HI>our P&s;alms and Matins upon this occa&s;ion, are no Holier than Ballading|&s;tuff, or Bell-man's Anthem</HI>) for the horrid, barbarous, and deplorable Murther of our mo&s;t Gracious, Learned, Pious KING. This is he that would <HI>Hallelujah</HI> his God for the mo&s;t execrable Villany on the Thirtieth of <HI>Ja|nuary;</HI> and Veil <HI>White-Hall</HI> with a Mourning and Sable Hue, Weep, and bewail with a di&s;con&s;olate Humiliati|on, the happy and peaceable Re&s;toration on the Twen|ty Ninth of <HI>May.</HI> This is he that would have adorned the <HI>temples</HI> of that Head which the Predece&s;&s;ors of his Jack-Catch-Kidney cut off with Bayes, and have trap|ed King <HI>Charles</HI> the Second's Equipage with Cypre&s;s, Owling with the hideous <HI>Screeches</HI> of Grief, that he &s;hould &s;urvive the Fate of a Martyr, or return in the Triumph of an Unanimous Joy, <HI>State,</HI> and loud <HI>Huz|zahs</HI> of his Welcoming Subjects. His whole Drift <HI>cen|ters,</HI>
<PB N="6" REF="5">either totally to <HI>&s;ubvert</HI> our Eccle&s;ia&s;tical Govern|ment, or at lea&s;t to <HI>invert</HI> the Decent Order and Religi|ous Admini&s;tration of it; and I cannot &s;olve this Knot or Dilemma, whether he would throw the Church out at the Windows, or turn her admirable, not (as in his good natur'd <HI>Reveries</HI> and Enthu&s;ia&s;tick Convul&s;ion) &s;uper&s;titious Con&s;titutions <HI>top&s;ie turvy,</HI> like <HI>Pa&s;&s;us</HI>'s Pi|cture of the Hor&s;e in <HI>Lucian,</HI> with its Heels up-bank; for he is very Angry that the People &s;hould be &s;o much Prie&s;t-ridden, <HI>p.</HI> 9. It is a mon&s;trous Imagination, or won|derful Fancy of his, to repre&s;ent the Vicar and his Pari&s;h|ioners as one great incorporated Centaur. 'Tis &s;toried that <HI>Vannini</HI> had a wicked De&s;ign of in&s;inuating that there was <HI>no God,</HI> by his weak proving that there was <HI>One;</HI> and of propagating as well as confirming Athei&s;m, and a disbelief of a Deity, by his &s;lender Arguments al|ledged for its Being and Exi&s;tence: Our Pamphleteer is much in the &s;ame Predicament with this &s;ly <HI>Pernicio|&s;o,</HI> though with a different De&s;ign perhaps; for he hath done his <HI>good Old Cau&s;e</HI> infinitely more <HI>hurt</HI> than <HI>good</HI> by his impertinent <HI>Ramble,</HI> and Cobweb-rea&s;oning, which may Catch Flies, &s;ome &s;illy Bigotted Zealots; but a Hornet mu&s;t pre&s;ently break thorough it, and the Peo|ple of &s;tronger Sen&s;e and abler Learning it can never <HI>hold</HI> or <HI>in&s;nare:</HI> He hath taken a World of pains to Spin out the Thred of a <HI>&s;en&s;le&s;s</HI> as well as <HI>breathle&s;s</HI> Di&s;|cour&s;e to inodiate our Reformation; but I mu&s;t add to no greater purpo&s;e than to &s;how us in effect, what Weak <HI>Hinges</HI> the Bo&s;om-principles of their beloved Di&s;&s;ention, Singularity, and Peevi&s;hne&s;s do turn. My Author's di&s;&s;embling <HI>Innuendo</HI>'s of his Charity, in ac|knowledging that the Fact was an <HI>Horrid Murther, Execrable, as Black as Words can make it,</HI> p. 1. can be no <HI>Blind</HI> of his Obloquy and Calumny to the <HI>Eye</HI> of
<PB N="7" REF="5">the unprejudiced World, after I have <HI>unmasked</HI> his <HI>Coun|tenancing</HI> of it, &s;et his traducing indignities again&s;t the &s;olemn Commemoration of it <HI>bare-faced,</HI> uncloathed the Wolf, and &s;hown his true Complexion; for I pro|te&s;t, he is an <HI>ugly-&s;quinting-wide-mouth'd Fellow,</HI> as ever I met with in all my <HI>Pamphleteering</HI> Travels. Herein he deals with the Martyr like School-Boys; fir&s;t he <HI>&s;troaks</HI> his <HI>grave Beard,</HI> Memory, and future Glories, declaring <HI>p.</HI> 3. <HI>That he believes God &s;hewed him Mercy; that the taking away his Life was an ill thing; and that the loud and crying &s;in of Blood-guiltine&s;s defiles a Land:</HI> He might have &s;aid, <HI>defiled this Land.</HI> But afterwards he is a Rogue and a Ra&s;cal, Arraigned by him as a Male|factor, and <HI>Ju&s;tice was executed upon the Guilty:</HI> Ju&s;t &s;o <HI>they Flauche</HI> and Cully their School-Fellows for a piece of <HI>Apple,</HI> or a <HI>play-thing: He's very apt, and hath his Acce|dence at his Fingers-ends; and in the un&s;ucce&s;sful Event, they tell him he's a Jackanapes, and a Blockhead.</HI> How much <HI>Du&s;t</HI> was beat out of the Cu&s;hion at St. <HI>Mary le Bow</HI> the la&s;t Thirtieth of <HI>January</HI> to &s;ully the Face of the Mar|tyr's Government, &s;ome of the Augu&s;t A&s;&s;embly may be Con&s;cious, if the Chair be Oblivious. With what a deal of irreverend Dirt was his fal'n Crown be&s;pat|tered; &s;uch u&s;age a di&s;affected Gentleman, or perjured Villain, may meet with from the Hands of the tender|hearted <HI>Mob;</HI> and it is merciful enough if the latter does not pay the Exci&s;e of his Ears too: But would one have thought &s;uch Kennel-indignities and Reproach, the very Ammunition of the Streets could be <HI>&s;pewed</HI> up from the Mouth of a Man of God, on a Soveraign, who&s;e Fall and Di&s;&s;olution was Violent, Inhumane, Unnatural: His <HI>Sermon</HI>'s foul, and fal&s;e A&s;per&s;ions &s;ound more like the Accents of Rotten Eggs than the Rheto|rick of a <HI>Divine</HI>'s Compa&s;&s;ion, or the humbling Ora|tory
<PB N="8" REF="6">of a Pulpit for a Sin that is not yet Dumb, but &s;till groans out, and pronounces <HI>Wo</HI> unto us <HI>Achitophel's,</HI> that we have &s;inned, and us <HI>Shimei's,</HI> that without re|mor&s;e we &s;till Cur&s;e the King. Let me Query with him in his own phra&s;e; <HI>Did that Prince hazard his Crown, not out of Charity to relieve his Country, but from a de&s;ire to oppre&s;s it, and &s;o died the Martyr of his own Folly?</HI> p. 2. <HI>Was his decollation a Judgment brought upon him by his own Sins?</HI> p. 2. <HI>Was his Practice, or Cour&s;e of Ju|stice like</HI> Jehoiakim's, <HI>which brought Ruin upon his own Hou&s;e, Mi&s;ery upon his Kingdom, and Infamy upon his Name; in&s;omuch that we ought by God's own Example, to forbid any Lamentation for his Death, or decent Burial to be be&s;towed on his Body?</HI> p. 9. <HI>Were Flatterers and Para&s;ites his Favorites; or did he Crumble his People into Factions? Did that good and peaceable</HI> Jo&s;iah <HI>whet the Anger of</HI> Judah <HI>against</HI> Benjamin, <HI>or</HI> Benjamin <HI>again&s;t</HI> Judah? <HI>Was Syco|phantry or Tumultuary Broils his Delight, or tho&s;e Sins which were the Natural and Specifick Cau&s;es of that re&s;pective Puni&s;hment;</HI> or if I do not wre&s;t his Sen&s;e, <HI>Was he a Mo|narch ea&s;ily gullified, and ought to have had his Head in his Hand for being &s;o?</HI> p. 4.17. <HI>Did he a&s;pire to an Arbitrary or De&s;potick Tyranny, which began tho&s;e Complaints, Heats, and Tumults in the Hearts of his Subjects; or was that Spark innocently and excu&s;ably kindled, which &s;et the Nation on Fire, and which nothing but the Blood of their King could Extingui&s;h?</HI> p. 22. This Point in former <HI>Contro|ver&s;ie,</HI> hath been &s;o clearly given and determined again&s;t Mr. <HI>St&mdash;n's</HI> Sentiments, that <HI>Ben John&s;on</HI>'s Inigo <HI>Lan|thorn's,</HI> &s;queeking <HI>it is not &s;o,</HI> in a Di&s;pute with his <HI>Pup|pet</HI> in a <HI>Bartholomew-Fair,</HI> may be a very &s;atisfactory and deci&s;ive An&s;wer here. My Application of his hints is proper and natural, el&s;e he flouri&s;hes up a Di&s;cour&s;e into Idea's of Scripture, and to apply them to any other
<PB N="9" REF="6">times than tho&s;e Chronicled of <HI>Jo&s;iah,</HI> is to <HI>Wiredraw</HI> them; and then the <HI>Anniver&s;ary Occa&s;ion</HI> is meerly No|tional and Chimerical, meaning no more of King <HI>Charles</HI>'s Death, than of <HI>Sancha Pancha's</HI> being to&s;s'd in a Blanket: Therefore whether he had rather be cen|&s;ured for <HI>impertinency</HI> and <HI>&s;huffling off</HI> the &s;olemn occa|&s;ion, and the Injunction of Holy Church; or Calum|niating and <HI>maligning</HI> that Prince's Actions, I leave him to choo&s;e: To play fa&s;t and loo&s;e with his Function, perhaps may be his <HI>intere&s;t,</HI> and intere&s;t his <HI>Oracle.</HI> His Living may be his <HI>Delphos,</HI> and Pluralities his <HI>Tri|pos,</HI> which the powerful <HI>Rhetorick</HI> of Satan <HI>&s;taggers</HI> the Con&s;cience to pre&s;erve, as the Devil acted in defence of his Oratory, when he rai&s;ed a Tempe&s;t of Sand, and choaked tho&s;e <HI>Per&s;ians</HI> therewith who were &s;ent to over-turn the Temple of <HI>Jupiter Ammon, Ra. Hi&s;t.</HI> p. 384. What a noi&s;e of late, <HI>Pulpit-thumping</HI> hath made on Holidays, &s;et times of <HI>Fe&s;tivity, Fasts,</HI> and all &s;o|lemn Occa&s;ions, to <HI>deafen</HI> us that we &s;hould not hear the Sobs, Shrieks, and Sighs of a langui&s;hing and &s;inful Nation? What <HI>Odiums</HI> and Di&s;paragement have been <HI>Pamphleted</HI> from the Pre&s;s upon that King's Prudent Admini&s;tration of Affairs, which had winded up both Church and State to an Eternal Settlement, if <HI>Matchi|vilian</HI> State&s;men, and new Projectors of a Hydra-headed Government had not unraveled the whole <HI>Clue,</HI> to conduct them&s;elves through the Labyrinth of their own crooked Fancies and Novelties, to King the Mo|bile or Multitude, and <HI>Crown</HI> their Soveraign Lord the People? And all this is harangued to <HI>depreciate</HI> the <HI>guilt</HI> of imbruing our Hands in the Blood of God's Vicege|rent, by vilifying his Rea&s;on and Honour as a Man, his Religion and Virtues as a Chri&s;tian, and his Good|will and Ju&s;tice to his Subjects as a King: For verily
<PB N="10" REF="7">to retort Mr. <HI>St&mdash;n's</HI> own Words, with a little varia|tion upon him&s;elf: <HI>He, while he &s;eems to bewail the Wound, &s;eems al&s;o to</HI> Ju&s;tifie <HI>the Hand that Struck and gave it;</HI> or at lea&s;t, not to be over-pa&s;&s;ionately con|cerned for his Death.</P>
<P>This Digre&s;&s;ion is pardonable in all the Rules of <HI>Complai&s;ance;</HI> for now I have &s;hook Hands with my Author's Cou&s;in German, and (may it plea&s;e his Elder|&s;hip) would it not have been Rude not to have pa&s;&s;ed a Complement on &s;o near a Relation of his by the way?</P>
<P>However, let me avoid the wonted Fatigue and Prolixi|ty of the Brothers of the Cloak, and the Cheveril-lung'd Tediou&s;ne&s;s of the <HI>Brawlers</HI> of the <HI>Am&s;terdam-Cut</HI> and <HI>Querpo,</HI> while I &s;tudy <HI>Brevity;</HI> and I mu&s;t Preface thus much to my Reader, that my intended Aim is as much to tread Antipodes to their <HI>long-windedne&s;s,</HI> as to their mi&s;|chievous Politicks; though to Counter-policy their plotting Policies, to <HI>Countermine</HI> their undermining Wheedle, Juggle, and <HI>Dark-Lanthorn-Contrivances</HI> again&s;t Kingly, as well as Church-Power, was a Task worthy a Man of Letters and Piety, a Province worthy Dr. <HI>Nal&s;on.</HI> The ob&s;cure Stratagems of <HI>Tub-arians</HI> I hate, &s;ince GOD hath &s;aid <HI>Fiat Lux.</HI> How they have maliced us, and tricked us, one while Acting Comedians in Re|ligion, and <HI>Frothing</HI> Jack-Puddings <HI>Banter</HI> upon us; another while acting in good earne&s;t Tragedians in Ju|&s;tice, <HI>dear-bought</HI> Experience hath taught us; and where|as not only the freedom and quiet, but the <HI>advancement</HI> of Presbytery to a <HI>topping</HI> Pitch, is the <HI>Mark</HI> which their Con&s;ciences, <HI>bent</HI> to the highe&s;t, <HI>&s;hoot</HI> at, it will be no ra&s;h Confidence, or &s;hrewd Conjecture in me to a&s;&s;ign their Charity, Ju&s;tice, and Truth no other Being, like the Philo&s;ophers <HI>Hircocervus,</HI> or <HI>first matter,</HI> but in <HI>Terms.</HI></P>
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<P>I am amazed at the Negligence or <HI>Supinene&s;s</HI> of our mo&s;t <HI>Orthodox Clergy</HI> at this Juncture; certainly they are not wrapt up in Gown and Ca&s;&s;ock for Sleep and Repo&s;e: Were they the greate&s;t <HI>Lurdans,</HI> methinks the <HI>Bawl</HI> of unlearned Opinions, and Scandalous both to the Palace and See, lately broached on the Thirtieth of <HI>January,</HI> might have awakened them into a Militant Vigilance before <HI>May,</HI> and rou&s;ed the <HI>Levitical Slug</HI> from Ea&s;e and Idlene&s;s, to have defeated the illiterate <HI>Force</HI> of a few <HI>Presbyterian Scriblers,</HI> before they &s;hould Form a more Numerous and Formidable <HI>Rappari&s;m;</HI> if their <HI>Mobility</HI> once get a Head, it will be hard to di&s;per&s;e them: If an Enemy is &s;uffered to come in upon us, he may ea&s;ily Wra&s;tle us into his Mercy, and the Melan|choly Stander-by, may &s;ee us thrown at their Will and Plea&s;ure into <HI>Sociniani&s;m, Ariani&s;m, Anabapti&s;m, Calvi|ni&s;m, Common-wealthi&s;m,</HI> or any other <HI>Heretical-i&s;m,</HI> to the utter Abolition of our <HI>Communion,</HI> or downfall, ruin, and <HI>Rubbi&s;h</HI> of the <HI>Fundamentals</HI> as well as Ceremonies of our <HI>Religion</HI> and <HI>Devotion.</HI> With Joy and Congra|tulation I allow the great <HI>Daniel B</HI>&mdash;s, (his God's mighty intimate and Chrony, or Election-Huck&s;ter to his <HI>Cullied</HI> Di&s;ciples, for having made them Cry with the hard words of Hell and Damnation, he <HI>Spices</HI> their Tears with &s;ofter Language, and <HI>Sugar-plumbs</HI> the Whim|pering Elect into Patience) the Liberty of Con&s;cience; but let our Bi&s;hops and Pa&s;tors look to it, whether he, or &s;ome of the &s;ame Herd with that Bell-wether of Schi&s;m, makes Con&s;cience of that Liberty. I do not deny tho&s;e Spirits of Faction, the gracious and pacifi|catory Favour of the State; for that Power can only Exorci&s;e, or lay the Legion thus: But then let their Preachments move within their own Orb, and the Sweet-Singer-of <HI>I&s;rael Humm</HI> and <HI>Buz</HI> within his own
<PB N="12" REF="8">Sphere, and <HI>Sternhold</HI> it no further; for when an am|bitious <HI>Genius,</HI> and a hot, a&s;piring, and <HI>flaming</HI> Per&s;wa|&s;ion is emboldened, or hurried a&s;ide into an Eccentrick Motion, it is dangerous, and mu&s;t, with <HI>Partridges</HI> leave, pre&s;age a <HI>Civil Combu&s;tion;</HI> and by the courteous Conde&s;cen&s;ion of a State-Prophet, or Chimney-Augur, mu&s;t foretell a <HI>&s;moaking</HI> di&s;a&s;ter, and doleful Eclip&s;e of the Radiant Meridian Lu&s;tre of the Go&s;pel that &s;hines now among us only with <HI>refracted</HI> Beams in <HI>England.</HI> Mu&s;t we give ground to the&s;e On&s;ets though they be Frivolous? What a little <HI>&s;car</HI> or <HI>flaw</HI> in the Face hath turned to a Canker, &s;o that <HI>Inci&s;ions,</HI> Amputations, and all the Skill of Chirurgery could not work the <HI>Cure?</HI> Mu&s;t we give way to the Accompli&s;hment of the&s;e de|plorable Gulphs or Cha&s;ms, and not retard the great Ends of little &s;ly De&s;igns? Trivial and Pigmy-means have executed the va&s;te&s;t and mo&s;t Giant-intentions: And the mo&s;t in&s;ignificant Creature a Pi&s;mire, could vent it's <HI>Spleen</HI> upon the Eagle's Eggs, even in <HI>Jupiter</HI>'s Lap; we have the Moral here. Mu&s;t we finally <HI>retreat</HI> into Silence? I hope it is but to <HI>Rally</HI> with powerfuller <HI>stre&s;s</HI> of Argument and Confutation; in&s;omuch, that our Faithful Clergy in a total <HI>Rout</HI> of the <HI>Achilles,</HI> and all his <HI>Myrmidon's</HI> or <HI>Emmets</HI> of Presbytery, may be Crowned with the <HI>Trophies</HI> of Unity, Amity, Unifor|mity, and the Ble&s;&s;ing of Peace; or, if this be too <HI>Ho&s;tile</HI> an <HI>Alarm,</HI> may they give 'em a more <HI>amicable</HI> Battel, and Accept the Di&s;&s;enters, tho&s;e <HI>Banditi,</HI> Mo&s;s-Troopers, and Rapparees of Religion, their Overtures or <HI>Capitulations</HI> for <HI>Surrendring</HI> them&s;elves honourably to our Conquering Communion and Winning Liturgy. Then may Whig and Tory Ki&s;s each other, and Righ|teou&s;ne&s;s and Peace will flouri&s;h in our Land. My greate&s;t <HI>&V;tinam</HI> is, that I were able to Book that Glo|rious
<PB N="13" REF="8"><HI>Pacificatorium,</HI> or happy <HI>Eirenicon</HI> in the&s;e di&s;tract|ed times, which might univer&s;ally reconcile our diffe|rences, and <HI>heal</HI> our Breaches beyond <HI>Festering</HI> or <HI>Re|lap&s;e.</HI></P>
<P>Upon the&s;e Con&s;iderations, I could not hold from <HI>wagging</HI> my <HI>Finger</HI> in this Quarrel; I have only played the Scout, I confe&s;s, and told the Army of our Church of the approach of an Enemy: Surprize is half a Vi|ctory. Though it be not the Province of a Lay-Man, yet may it Excite and <HI>Fan</HI> &s;ome Nobler Soul in our Hierarchy, to Breath out a warmer Di&s;cour&s;e upon this Topick. What other Character can be given of the <HI>Capricio</HI>'s, Ignorance, Self-conceit and Love, Pre&s;umption and <HI>Bigotry</HI> of our Di&s;&s;enting Brethren, but that they &s;hufflle and <HI>pack</HI> all Religion and &s;ecular Rule up into &s;in|gular Chimera's, &s;ubtile Maggotici&s;m, zealous Phren&s;ies or Whim&s;ies, and have Cynical-Gno&s;tical Idea's of Tem|poral and Spiritual <HI>Regimen.</HI> They are indu&s;triou&s;ly bu&s;ied Tooth and Nail, <HI>Pen</HI> and <HI>Tongue</HI>-concerned for a regulated Employment, and a ju&s;t or holy Exerci&s;e of Gown and Sword; but then all is huddled together, <HI>Om|nium gatherum,</HI> into Confu&s;ion and Barbari&s;m; and all our Chronicles can aver, how at la&s;t they were fain to leave the Reformed <HI>Hotch-potch</HI> they had made of Church and State in an indige&s;ted and chaos'd <HI>humble|jumble.</HI></P>
<P>It is not long ago &s;ince our Nation was uncrowned, unmanned, and I may &s;ay, unchri&s;tianed too, and in a manner <HI>di&s;-elemented</HI> by tho&s;e Brick-layers of <HI>Babel:</HI> The wi&s;e&s;t of our Forefathers fore&s;aw clearly then (and pray what &s;hould Infatuate or Blind their Proge|ny?) that it was too weighty a Work for a Hub-bub of <HI>Ma&s;&s;anello's,</HI> or Mob of Mechanicks, to New-vamp Monarchy and Epi&s;copacy better. They aimed at &s;ome|thing,
<PB N="14" REF="9">but the Lord knows what; for we had like to have di&s;appeared, and Vani&s;hed into the Old Nothing and Di&s;order; yet at long-run, nothing but the Re&s;to|ration of <HI>Maje&s;ty in Mi&s;ery and Exile,</HI> or a joynt Monarchi|cal and Epi&s;copal <HI>Fiat</HI> could reduce the City and Coun|trey's Tolly-Polly, hoite cum toite-management of Af|fairs, Exotick and Dome&s;tick Commerce, Protection, Subjection, Liberty, and Property, to pri&s;tine Beauty and Form: And He being Dead, yet <HI>&s;peaketh,</HI> and mo&s;t truly <HI>divined, That</HI> GOD <HI>would not &s;uffer tho&s;e long to pro&s;per in their</HI> Babel, <HI>who Builded it with the Bones, and Cemented it with the Blood of their Kings,</HI> p. 241. <GAP DESC="foreign">. Now what would the&s;e <HI>Mole-workers</HI> be at throwing up Du&s;t and Mould in their Gracious Maje|&s;ties Vineyard, to put out the Eyes of Ju&s;tice in their <HI>Courts,</HI> (which for another rea&s;on, the Smart whereof &s;uch <HI>Eye-&s;ores</HI> de&s;erve to feel, is painted Blind) and of Religion, Con&s;cience, and Prerogative in their Cathe|drals? How unable are the Arts and Abilities of Handi|craft, the &s;agacities of the Fraternity of the &s;anctified Awl or Lou&s;e-&s;tabbing-launce, the Qualifications of Re|ligious Button-makers, and the Wits of the Company of in&s;pired Manufacturers, to New-model this Illu&s;tri|ous Government to compleater Perfection, or Con&s;um|mation of Glory and Renown? In &s;hort, we are pe&s;ter|ed with a Crowd of Bu&s;ie-bodies, who are minded to <HI>Sow</HI> all the <HI>Tares</HI> they can in the Kingdom, and put us to the trouble of <HI>Weeding:</HI> Or, like Monkies, that &s;teal away when they have broke tho&s;e <HI>Gla&s;&s;es</HI> they cannot mend again, they do all the Mi&s;chief and <HI>Ha|vock</HI> in the power of a Hurly-Burly, fomenting <HI>Jealou|&s;ies, Piques,</HI> and <HI>Murmurings,</HI> and at la&s;t &s;lingingly Sneak into an Auger-hole, Coblers-&s;tall, or Loom-&s;hop.</P>
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<P>'Tis true of the urgers of Tub and Table-end Con|trover&s;ies what was otherwi&s;e applied, that they are the Phaetons of Mankind, who <HI>Fire</HI> that <HI>Nation</HI> which they would &s;eem by their <HI>&s;piritful</HI> Emotions and Ha|ranguing Heats but to <HI>Warm.</HI> And &s;incerely I cannot e&s;teem them the be&s;t affected People to this pre&s;ent Go|vernment, &s;ince, when their Republican Zeal is inflamed into Revenge, what can quench it, but the Blood of an Archbi&s;hop, and their King too: If their priviledges, inclo&s;ures, communities, immunities, or Libertini&s;m be intrenched upon; if their Copyhold is <HI>touched</HI> never &s;o &s;lightly, like Tinder they take, and &s;ome of them have owned with abundance of <HI>Scotch-Eloquence,</HI> what Incentives have been <HI>ingled</HI> to them. <HI>Vid. Scot. Presb. Eloq.</HI> No Bi&s;hop, no King, is a <HI>Maxim</HI> might be writ|ten in indelible <HI>Purple,</HI> or never to be forgotten Chara|cters of Gore in the Politick Diary of every <HI>Briti&s;h Sove|raign.</HI> There are a &s;ort of Anti&s;h Men always Piquing at the Bi&s;hops; <HI>They mu&s;t not be the King's Creatures,</HI> p. 17. The Royal Ear mu&s;t be Deaf to all humble Ad|dre&s;&s;es, but their own Clamorous, Treacherous, and <HI>Judas-&s;alutes</HI> or Complements; whereas I never knew them Minions or <HI>Tools</HI> of <HI>Government,</HI> but Epi&s;copacy <HI>Nodded,</HI> and Monarchy was <HI>Cru&s;hed</HI> with its Fall, and Crumbled into a <HI>Democracy,</HI> or Committee of the lea&s;t Safety and Pre&s;ervation of publick Good.</P>
<P>It is by the&s;e &s;teps that Old Arts advance and <HI>picqueer</HI> to our Dementation and Overthrow; when Envy and Haughtine&s;s &s;eek <HI>innovations</HI> by Faction, and publi&s;h their inward frettings and <HI>galli&s;h</HI> Commotions again&s;t the Annual Commemoration of the Notorious <HI>Murder</HI> of a Prince, have a care of di&s;-robing Maje&s;ty again, and bringing it in <HI>Presbyterian</HI> Pomp to the <HI>Block:</HI> An <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Monarch &s;hould by a kind of Royal Sympathy,
<PB N="16" REF="10">Tremble, Shrink, and <HI>Spurn;</HI> and his Crown Totter at the approach of a Regicide: And if <HI>Ludlow</HI> tread near upon the Heels of Regal Power or Pre&s;ence, it is pity but he had his Teeth or Brains da&s;h'd out of his Head for his <HI>murthering</HI> Audacity. Such Villains have <HI>Scaffolds</HI> erected in their Brea&s;ts, and if Colour and Occa&s;ion of|fer them&s;elves fairly, they are pre&s;ently &s;crewed up be|fore <HI>Whitehall-gate</HI> too: Some of the &s;ame 48-<HI>Coyn-Im|po&s;tors,</HI> and Rebellious Traytors, could with Heart and Hand <HI>Prologue</HI> to the like Bloody Tragedy anew, under the <HI>gulling</HI> Pretence of reforming Religion and Policy, and God knows in what King's Reign we might &s;ing the Epilogue or <HI>Chorus</HI> the Exit. I much que&s;tion whe|ther the <HI>Axe</HI> be yet laid a&s;ide &s;ince my Author would have us to forget and forgive that fatal <HI>Blow</HI> before time hath <HI>ru&s;ted</HI> the Weapon that gave it, and made us all truckle to Cruelty and a State of Force, as if the Loyal Cavaliers had all had but one Neck, and <HI>Nero</HI> had exe|cuted his Wi&s;h: And does he <HI>crotchet</HI> that five and for|ty Years are &s;ufficient to <HI>Stanch</HI> the I&s;&s;ue or Sea of that <HI>Royal Blood?</HI> My Veins tell me without Lunacy, it &s;till <HI>flows</HI> upon this Nation, and threatens it with a <HI>de|luge</HI> of De&s;truction; and what can keep it at an Ebb, or divert the Menaces of Calamity from inundating upon us, but Fa&s;ting and Prayer? What can <HI>&s;temm</HI> it but the exorated Mercy of an Almighty? Does he think Chri|&s;tianity, and the memory of his Decollation ought to have <HI>expired</HI> with the King on the Theatre of his Death, or that the Sin crying for Vengeance, and no &s;ooner committed, but recorded in the <HI>Rolls</HI> of an Omnipotent Fury, &s;hould be <HI>&s;taged</HI> over only in Shew, and no bet|ter than a <HI>Play-hou&s;e-reality?</HI> Ought GOD's Anger and his Princely Innocence to have been buried together in the Grave of an ignoble <HI>Oblivion?</HI> How &s;hould we <HI>wipe</HI>
<PB N="17" REF="10">off that <HI>Stain</HI> of &s;o deep a <HI>Dye,</HI> when the Abettors of that Murder lewdly touch his &s;acred Tomb, and their <HI>guilt</HI> of inhumanity makes him <HI>bleed afre&s;h?</HI> How &s;hould we a&s;&s;wage that Sin's <HI>deep-mouth'd roar</HI> for Puni&s;hment and Epidemical Penalties, when Fanatical Billows do but Swell the <HI>Tide</HI> and Rage of it higher? Is Behead|ing a King no Barbarity, killing him a malignant, no Murder? From &s;uch Principles <HI>Libera nos Domine;</HI> and he that denies this Litany, is not to be confuted without a Rope, or convinced till he comes to a Tyburn-confe&s;|&s;ion; and how &s;hould he have the benefit of Old Neck|&s;aving-Legit for &s;uch an Offence, when at the &s;ame time he denies Scripture, and renounces his Faith with God and his King? But our Author <HI>Opinionates,</HI> that Tre&s;|pa&s;&s;es of the <HI>fir&s;t magnitude</HI> might be forgotten as well as Petit Injuries forgiven? Is a King a Mu&s;hroom that <HI>grows</HI> up in a Night, and mu&s;t be <HI>pickled</HI> in his own Blood the next Morning? Or if you bid him Good Morrow, mu&s;t he be <HI>lopt</HI> off in the <HI>dawn</HI> of his Youth? Is he like an <HI>In|&s;ect</HI> of &s;ome few Warm and <HI>Calm</HI> Days duration, but a <HI>Storm</HI> comes, and then he no &s;ooner <HI>Dies,</HI> but he mu&s;t be Rotten too, and the Memory of him ought to be but an <GAP DESC="foreign">, forgotten, and <HI>annihilated</HI> as &s;oon as he is <HI>di&s;&s;olved</HI> and <HI>interr'd?</HI></P>
<P>At this Period my Author may think I &s;hould reco|ver my &s;elf with one of his lu&s;ty <HI>Humphs;</HI> and give him leave to turn the <HI>Hour-gla&s;s</HI> of his Life, and <HI>Lownry</HI> once again: And &s;o I do, Good-fellow, as often as he plea&s;es. But I mu&s;t now de&s;cend to Particulars, and con&s;ider his Ob&s;ervations more conci&s;ely and a <HI>prop&oacute;s. Every Thirtieth of January doth renew his thoughts yearly upon the occa&s;ion of that day;</HI> and &s;urely puts him all in a <HI>pother:</HI> He is almo&s;t out of Breath at fir&s;t <HI>Start,</HI> and Salutes the World <HI>puffing</HI> and Blowing with two Cardi|nal
<PB N="18" REF="11">Winds of Doctrine. <HI>The thing,</HI> &s;ays he, <HI>hath two &s;everal A&s;pects.</HI> He always Things the <HI>Martyrdom,</HI> ju&s;t as Men do <HI>that</HI> in Conver&s;ation which they hate to <HI>Name.</HI> However well &s;pied, <HI>Janus;</HI> this is the Luck of having <HI>two Faces:</HI> Hypocri&s;ie is Cat-eyed, and &s;ees <HI>nine ways</HI> at <HI>once. For either it looks upon the Act of &s;ome Men against the living, or upon what others have done, and &s;till do for the Dead: The former is unlawful, and the latter contrary to true Religion.</HI></P>
<P>Fir&s;t, Why Unlawful? It vexes his Righteous Soul, and exa&s;perates his Spirits to an Inveteracy again&s;t, and hatred of the <HI>Pulpit,</HI> to be told from it of the <HI>Failings</HI> and Cruelties of his Party, as much as a Sermon again&s;t <HI>High-Commoding</HI> and <HI>Top-Knotting, &s;tomacks</HI> my <HI>Lady-all-pride:</HI> It touches him in the mo&s;t <HI>&s;en&s;ible</HI> part, and Wounds him in an Old <HI>Sore;</HI> it makes the Gall in his Ears overflow; and do you think Chri&s;tianity can <HI>Bru|tifie</HI> him into the harmle&s;ne&s;s of a Dove, or that he is as <HI>mauped</HI> as a Stoick or Apathi&s;t, not to be incen&s;ed if you di&s;gorge his loath&s;ome Actions, and Spit the <HI>Filth</HI> of his own Principles in his <HI>Face?</HI> He hath a <HI>Magazine</HI> of <HI>Blocks, Halters</HI> and <HI>Gibbets</HI> for &s;uch <HI>Con&s;ecrated</HI> Af|fronts, or Church-bred Rudene&s;&s;es; and the Par&s;on may read a Wi&s;h in his <HI>Phy&s;s,</HI> that he could Hang him with his <HI>Looks.</HI> Do we imagine he &s;hould e&s;teem him|&s;elf a welcom Gue&s;t, or that a Ho&s;pitable Roof under which his National Crimes are always <HI>tauntingly</HI> thrown in his Di&s;h, and he is uncharitably asked, what his <HI>Can|nibal-Appetite</HI> &s;ays for&s;ooth, to a King's Head for the la&s;t Cour&s;e? Alas for the mi&s;chievous adage! <HI>Senes bis pueri,</HI> and the <HI>gray-headed-Child,</HI> or <HI>hoary Elder-&s;prig</HI> is <HI>bug-beared</HI> away from our Church with Raw-Head and Bloody bones. Is not all this unlawful? Are not &s;uch har&s;h and unplea&s;ant Practices to be revenged of with
<PB N="19" REF="11">Schi&s;m and Faction? Are not tho&s;e Pulpit-Panegyricks on King CHARLES's memorable Vertues and <HI>Invectives</HI> again&s;t the Regicide, enough to <HI>un&s;heath</HI> the Civil Sword, and &s;et the whole Kingdom at <HI>Daggers-drawing?</HI> Well, &s;ince he de&s;pairs of Reforming our Oratories from &s;uch <HI>netling</HI> Harangues, his re&s;olve is to be no longer an any-thing-Arian, but a <HI>thorow-pac'd</HI> Di&s;&s;enter; Such a Revenge I remember a certain Town-fool hath always in his Mouth, if any of his <HI>Allowance-ma&s;ters</HI> or <HI>Almoners</HI> vexeth him, he will not come to his <HI>Doors</HI> for a Week afterwards; <HI>He'll fit him there.</HI> But hark, our Ma&s;ter of Rea&s;on! <HI>It were better to forget tho&s;e things than to renew the Memory of them, which continues Divi&s;ions.</HI> Is this Chri&s;tian Logick; were it better to wrap up our Go&s;pel-talents in an idle Napkin of Silence and Ob|livion, than to Preach and Evangelize the <HI>Jews</HI> out of the Pale of the Chri&s;tian Church? The <HI>Sequel</HI> is, we mu&s;t never hope to <HI>Pro&s;elyte</HI> them by Reproof, or tell|ing them of their Sins. Unity in Religion &s;ounds much of Heaven, its Harmonious Hierarchy, and the Bli&s;s of Souls-&s;eparate; it <HI>Images</HI> GOD to us on Earth, and our Church might have &s;hown as fair a Stamp of that <HI>triumphant</HI> Glory and Cele&s;tial Amity as any in <HI>Christen|dom,</HI> if the irreconcilable <HI>Vagaries,</HI> gro&s;s-carnal Novel|ties, and inte&s;tine <HI>Contrasto's</HI> of &s;uch Whim&s;ical Religi|onaries, as he, had not <HI>mangled</HI> and Scarr'd the Beauty of her Holine&s;s, had not <HI>Split</HI> her into Divi&s;ions and Subdivi&s;ions, to the <HI>Wreck</HI> of the precious Cargo of her Unity and Purity, and made her altogether <HI>Militant</HI> with the Fry of Sectaries. The <HI>Divi&s;ion</HI> he imputes to the <HI>keeping</HI> an <HI>Anniver&s;ary,</HI> is an <HI>Idol</HI> of his own making and continuance, and he meerly &s;laves him&s;elf with Bandying about his own Principle. Novelty is the <HI>Dalilah</HI> he Hugs and Embraces till he's betrayed into
<PB N="20" REF="12">Divi&s;ion and Weakne&s;s, and then the <HI>Samp&s;on</HI>'s &s;tronge&s;t Efforts cannot <HI>&s;houlder</HI> down our Church.</P>
<P>He Cries out again&s;t Divi&s;ions and giving Offences, as the Impudente&s;t Crack about Town u&s;ually Exclaims, Lord! The Impudence of &s;ome Women! When no Brothel-Hou&s;e-Pander is able to Match Pimping and Pro&s;titution with her. It is the Bawd's own Jealou&s;ie that makes her cry Whore fir&s;t. What Divi&s;ions can this Day of Humiliation enlarge or continue, but <HI>tho&s;e</HI> the E&s;pou&s;ers whereof dethroned and vanqui&s;hed Maje|&s;ty to a Grave, &s;acrificed it to Popular Fury, and left the Sin of their Victory <HI>un&s;ubdued,</HI> and their Rebellious Error <HI>unrecanted</HI> by &s;ome of their Po&s;terity to this day? Would they revoke that &s;ignal Wickedne&s;s, and de|mon&s;trate their Repentance with an Equal Popularity, they &s;hould <HI>Confederate</HI> their Prayers with us, to depre|cate the re&s;pective Puni&s;hment and Vengeance of it. 'Tis true, the mo&s;t Langui&s;hing Devotions and Ejacula|tory <HI>Sighs cannot re&s;tore to Life, or remedy what is pa&s;t;</HI> the <HI>weeping</HI> of a <HI>Je&s;us</HI> could only give poor <HI>Lazarus</HI> a Glorious and Extraordinary Re&s;urrection on Earth: But our <HI>Tears</HI> &s;omewhat &s;incerer than the Crocodile's, may perhaps Avert the Judgment which hath not yet di&s;charged its &s;elf in <HI>Plague</HI> or <HI>Fire</HI> upon the pre&s;ent Fautors of that Rebellion, the <HI>Witchcraft</HI> and very <HI>pri|mum mobile</HI> of our Divi&s;ions: <HI>Witchcraft,</HI> I &s;ay; and the belief of a Wrath impending, like <HI>Democles</HI>'s Sword, mu&s;t be the chief Spell again&s;t our further <HI>Incantation.</HI></P>
<P>His Head was &s;evered from his Body, and not with <HI>Peleus</HI>'s <HI>Ha&s;ta</HI> that could Wound and Heal; I wonder at my Author's Plain dealing here among all the Salvo's of <HI>Commonwealth-Laws,</HI> that he does not play the <HI>Sorcerer</HI> with us, or give us a touch of his <HI>Medea</HI>'s Skill, and
<PB N="21" REF="12">&s;ay he was only killed like <HI>Ae&s;on,</HI> to <HI>renew</HI> his declining <HI>Youth</HI> and <HI>Regal Vigour.</HI></P>
<P><HI>But after Acts of Oblivion for &s;uch things are pa&s;&s;ed, the memory thereof ought to be forgotten,</HI> p. 2. Is he a&s;&s;ured that that Act is <HI>ingro&s;&s;ed</HI> in the Book of Life, or that an Omni&s;cient Mercy hath Recorded our Indemnity? By what Angel, and to <HI>whom</HI> below was the Bill Winged down, and our Pardon delivered? How neatly would he plead Pre&s;cription to God's Ju&s;tice at the highe&s;t Tribunal, again&s;t the Penalty of a Sin, or in an <HI>Arrest</HI> of Judgment, and to &s;tay its <HI>infliction?</HI> What a <HI>We&s;t|min&s;ter-madne&s;s</HI> is this to pretend an Injunction again&s;t the Proceedings of an Invi&s;ible and Incontroulable Judi|cature? Mu&s;t we pre&s;umptuou&s;ly <HI>fobb</HI> a <HI>forgetfulne&s;s</HI> upon the Mercy-&s;eat above? Such an impenitent Pre|&s;umption or Demurrer is mo&s;t likely to ha&s;ten the <HI>Exe|cution</HI> of GOD's Wrath and Ju&s;tice. What! Are Five and Forty Years, or a Thou&s;and, (which are to him but as one, and the &s;horte&s;t day in thy Almanack) time out of Memory with Heaven and its Omni&s;cience? Certainly National Puni&s;hments are Relative to, and intailed upon National Sins; and what &s;hould cut off that <HI>entail</HI> from our otherwi&s;e forlorn Po&s;teri|ties, but a &s;olemn Anniver&s;ary Repentance, and a repeated Renunciation of tho&s;e Religious Divi&s;ions which tinctured and imbrued the <HI>Hands</HI> of their pec|cant Fore-elders in the <HI>Sanguine</HI> Laver of Cruelty? The River <HI>Lethe</HI> cannot take out the Stains of their Honour and Per&s;wa&s;ion. <HI>A penitent Revocation</HI> of their mi&s;ta|ken Politicks, mu&s;t <HI>un-negro</HI> and <HI>dealbate</HI> their <HI>grim</HI> acti|ons, and nothing el&s;e can <HI>blanch</HI> o're the <HI>blots</HI> in the E&s;cutcheon of their Convert-A&s;&s;emblies. No; how fain would the <HI>Pilate wa&s;h</HI> his Hands of Innocent Blood, and forget the dictates of his own Con&s;cience to plea&s;e
<PB N="22" REF="13">a party? Is the Sin <HI>expiated;</HI> is the Crime <HI>attoned</HI> for? or that Butchery of the Prince of our Worldly <HI>Peace</HI> and <HI>darling</HI> of our Church's <HI>militant &s;ucce&s;s</HI> and tempo|ral Felicity (who had no more Ju&s;tice than the Sham|bles allow a Calf, or the Slaughter-Hou&s;e an Oxe) for|given? Mu&s;t we now let him lye <HI>buried</HI> with the Burial of an A&s;s, and not Eccho his Ob&s;equies down to coming Loyalty? Mu&s;t <HI>lying Infamy,</HI> and &s;ome Men's foule&s;t Obloquies deface his be&s;t Features, deform the mo&s;t Beautiful of <HI>his</HI> Actions, or Contempt and Forgetful|ne&s;s &s;tick upon his Ble&s;&s;ed Memory? Mu&s;t future Ages have no Nobler Tradition of <HI>his goodne&s;s</HI> and <HI>ju&s;tice,</HI> than what the bitter <HI>Sarca&s;m</HI> or old taunt of <HI>Execution</HI> can convey to them, or <HI>immortalize, &mdash; Satia te &s;anguine, Cyrequem fiti&s;ti?</HI> Hitherto my Author hath been making his Pa&s;time, or a <HI>Game</HI> of King <HI>Charles</HI>'s Death, and the <HI>up&s;hot</HI> is, that <HI>its enough once for all really and heartily to have done:</HI> His Tongue-ty'd Malice would not let him &s;peak out <HI>to have celebrated the Martyrdom with a Devo|tional remembrance;</HI> after that it degenerates into <HI>For|mality</HI> and <HI>Foppery.</HI> This is the <GAP DESC="foreign"> of our mighty-regenerate, and a would-be-Puritan: If he once makes us Formali&s;ts in Divinity, we are his Lads of Wax, and our next Impre&s;&s;ion &s;hall be <HI>Presbytery.</HI></P>
<P>Here he pre&s;cribes the Performance for our Dead Soveraign; and makes no more of his Government, Actions, <HI>Su&s;piria Regalia</HI> in Troubles, <HI>Tragical</HI> Sufferings on the Stage of his Life, or Memory of all this than of a Play or Noi&s;y Farce, which never took in the <HI>Pit</HI> or <HI>Gallery</HI> of the World, and being once <HI>damned</HI> is never to be <HI>acted</HI> over again. But why once for all, why &s;o preci&s;e and punctual to Unite? The mo&s;t effectual method he can take to make us leave &s;wallowing For|malities, Super&s;titions, and drinking tho&s;e Dregs of
<PB N="23" REF="13">Popery (as he mi&s;-calls our Ceremonial Wor&s;hip) will be the &s;ame way the <HI>Grocer</HI>'s Boy is Cured of his Eating Plumbs, when we have had our <HI>Belly full of them:</HI> Let him take <HI>Selden</HI>'s <HI>probatum</HI> for't. As for him, we never hope to &s;ee his Covenant-maw cloyed with Seditious Doctrines, He dige&s;t Novelties &s;o fa&s;t, and loves <HI>Varie|ties</HI> &s;o well.</P>
<P>I wonder his <HI>Per&s;wa&s;ion</HI> like his <HI>Palate,</HI> &s;hould not Reli&s;h any thing <HI>Twice</HI> which he grants to be <HI>Whol|&s;ome</HI> and Innocent <HI>once,</HI> but <HI>Extempore Repetitions,</HI> and Ful&s;om Tautologies, wherewith their whole Service is &s;tuffed like Beef, and larded like Bacon; the &s;ame thing <HI>over</HI> and <HI>over</HI> through the whole <HI>Piece.</HI></P>
<P>Secondly, <HI>It is contrary to true Religion to keep the Thirtieth of</HI> January: This is the <HI>Scare-crow</HI> that keeps the Rook our of our <HI>Vineyard.</HI> Fir&s;t our Church's Ap|pointments and Solemnities widen the <HI>Breach</HI> of Chri|&s;tian Union, and then we run quite counter to the whole <HI>Tenure</HI> of true and &s;ound Religion; ju&s;t as a Nur&s;e cries to the Child, <HI>pah, pah,</HI> when &s;he would not have it touch a thing it hath a mind to Eat; &s;o he frights his <HI>Infant-Converts,</HI> telling 'em they mu&s;t not go to the Church, there's no good Food for their Souls; whereas perhaps neither of them could &s;tudy or pre|&s;cribe a more &s;uitable and &s;alutary Repa&s;t for either Con&s;titution. This grand <HI>Charge</HI> he groundle&s;ly ad|vances to bring us down to his <HI>Lure;</HI> and does he think we hover in an <HI>Airy</HI> Religion, and are to be inveigled and captivated, like a Company of &s;illy giddy Larks? Are we turned like <HI>Weather-cocks,</HI> with an empty Puff of Doctrin? Is our Faith as un&s;table as <HI>Ru&s;hes,</HI> not to abide the weake&s;t Shock and Gale of a Di&s;cour&s;e <HI>un&s;ha|ken?</HI> Surely him&s;elf could have no good Opinion of &s;uch ea&s;ie Pro&s;elytes. Fly Irreligion and Idolatry; this
<PB N="24" REF="14"><HI>Call</HI> &s;ounds &s;weetly, like the <HI>Hyaena</HI>'s Voice if it were not counterfeited, to allure us out of the Church and the <HI>Grotto</HI> of our Peace, to the De&s;truction of Eccle&s;i|a&s;tical Power and Tranquility; if her ravi&s;hing Intice|ments call forth the <HI>Shepherd,</HI> &s;he <HI>devours</HI> him in the <HI>De|coy,</HI> and then the <HI>Orphaned Flock</HI> mu&s;t go a&s;tray.</P>
<P>King <HI>Charles,</HI> with a judicious Fore&s;ight, hath given a brave Counter-Cuffe to our <HI>round-head-Di&s;putant</HI> in his Meditation upon the Ordinance again&s;t the Common-Prayer-Book. Here's a <HI>Rowland</HI> for his <HI>Oliver: It is no News to have all Innovations u&s;hered in with the Name of Reformation in Church and State by tho&s;e who &s;eeking to gain Reputation with the vulgar for their extraordinary Parts and Piety, must needs undo whatever was formerly &s;et|led never &s;o well and wi&s;ely.</HI> And the Words of a King, a Scholar, and an Orator, upon the &s;pecious <HI>Reformations</HI> of tho&s;e Times, mu&s;t pierce him to the <HI>Bowels</HI> of his re|ligious and hypocritical Preten&s;ions. <HI>What Di&s;&s;olutions of all Order and Government in the Church; what Novel|ties of Schi&s;ms; what &V;ndecencies and Confu&s;ions in &s;acred Admini&s;trations; what &s;acrilegious Inva&s;ions upon the Rights and Revenues of the Church; what Contempt and Oppre&s;&s;ions of the Clergy; what injurious Diminutions and Per&s;ecutions of me have followed (as Showers do warm Gleams) the Talk of Reformation, all &s;ober Men are Witne&s;&s;es, and with my &s;elf, &s;ad Spectators hitherto?</HI> And do you know <HI>Hercules</HI> by his <HI>Foot</HI> again, or a Lion by his <HI>Paw?</HI> He hath &s;ent his Book abroad as a <HI>Jackall,</HI> and only wants to <HI>gra&s;p</HI> his Prey: If we will become his dearly beloved, he will preach <HI>Mince-Pies</HI> and <HI>Cu&s;tards</HI> to his Babes of <HI>infal|lible Grace,</HI> and hugg us; but then; ju&s;t as the Monkey does her young ones, &s;queeze us to Death and <HI>Reprobati|on</HI> at la&s;t. How &s;hould we <HI>pin</HI> our <HI>Faith</HI> upon his <HI>Sleeve,</HI> or hang it upon that Cloak, and <HI>hope</HI> to &s;cale
<PB N="25" REF="14">the <HI>Battlements</HI> of Heaven, when <HI>Bur&mdash;&s;s</HI> tells us it is &s;o ea&s;ily <HI>unbuttoned,</HI> and then we drop the Lord knows whither, not into a <HI>Saw-pit,</HI> but a bottomle&s;s Hell? Then we mu&s;t take an eternal Swing of falling, under|go a wor&s;e <HI>Agony,</HI> and have <HI>harder Language,</HI> or a terri|bler <HI>Bruit</HI> than we had in <HI>Daniel</HI>'s <HI>Den.</HI> His Party rails again&s;t our Church-Power as my Tippling <HI>Ho&s;te&s;s</HI> does again&s;t <HI>Caudles</HI> and <HI>Burnt-Claret</HI> that comes a Day after the Go&s;&s;ipping <HI>Fare,</HI> and can get none of it; for I am of the Lord <HI>Lauder dal</HI>'s Opinion, That we might &s;top any of their <HI>mouths</HI> with a Bi&s;hoprick. Him&s;elf talks as much of Religion and our Differences, as the Cow|ardly Bully does of Roaring, Hectoring, and Fighting, and much to the &s;ame <HI>Humour;</HI> for neither of them do ever lend a <HI>Hand</HI> to decide a Quarrel, or endeavour a <HI>Pacification,</HI> &s;o long as they carry off the <HI>Spoil;</HI> and accommodating the Matter is the lea&s;t to their Intere&s;t, or <HI>Booty</HI> of Pick-Pocketting and Sharping: Yet this I mu&s;t &s;ay for the Champion of Di&s;&s;ention, that he is no Coward or Faint-Heart; for &s;eeing our Church-men together by the Ears about <HI>Stating</HI> the Controver&s;ie of Schi&s;m and Allegiance, our Adver&s;ary fairly and cou|rageou&s;ly &s;teps up between 'em, and hits 'em both a Box on the Ear, and is re&s;olute in the Scramble to carry away the Bone; and he may call them Ma&s;tiffs of Law and Divinity, if he plea&s;e, I am afraid e're long they'll both be upon the Bear. I would fain know how his <HI>Conventicle-Religion</HI> comes to be the be&s;t, pure&s;t, and mo&s;t <HI>Evangelical.</HI> Is it &s;o fine becau&s;e it hath <HI>&s;tood</HI> his own Apo&s;tolical <HI>Te&s;t</HI> or <HI>Refining,</HI> and is of his own Phrantick Brain's <HI>Coining?</HI> I had like to have &s;aid <HI>Clip|ping</HI> too; for he Dutchifies it, and <HI>lops</HI> off all <HI>Ceremo|nies</HI> as &s;uperfluous Branches, or <HI>Prunes</HI> it of all <HI>&s;aple&s;s</HI> Decencies; but I think he hates Circumci&s;ion, and
<PB N="26" REF="15">&s;uch Ceremonial Trumperies of the Old Law. I could never yet believe the Herald to be the be&s;t Gentleman, becau&s;e he makes his own Pedigree: And the curiou&s;|e&s;t Blazonry of his Coat &s;hall not convince me of his <HI>Extraction's</HI> being the mo&s;t Illu&s;trious; I always &s;u&s;pect this Bravo's E&s;cutcheon and Gentility of De&s;cent, and that Man's <HI>Geneva-Bounce</HI> or <HI>Comment</HI> upon the Ex|cellency of his own Profe&s;&s;ion.</P>
<P>To prove the Antiquity of their <HI>Presbytery,</HI> they mi&s;|interpret the word Presbyter in the Fathers, and wre&s;t their Sen&s;e to make their Profe&s;&s;ion venerable for its Oldne&s;s; &s;o he that delights in Opticks would per&s;wade us, that when <HI>Julius Cae&s;ar</HI> came into <HI>England,</HI> he had Per&s;pective-Gla&s;&s;es, becau&s;e it is &s;aid, <HI>Po&s;itis Speculis:</HI> Whereas nothing was meant but his Watch or Sentinel that di&s;covered how the Land lay: We are apt to &s;train any thing to the mo&s;t <HI>incredible</HI> Sen&s;e that makes for our Opinions, though the <HI>intrin&s;ick Truth</HI> of it be mo&s;t incompatible with our Inventions and Practices; which is the very Fountain-head of Vulgar Per&s;wa&s;ions and Errors: Quote the word (<GAP DESC="foreign">) out of the mo&s;t fictiti|ous Hi&s;tory, and it &s;ufficiently grounds our Belief of the fabulous Generation of <HI>Ca&s;tor</HI> and <HI>Helena</HI> out of an Egg, whereas the Word among the <HI>Lacedaemonians</HI> had the Signification of an <HI>upper Room</HI> only, where they were born and brought up. So let us &s;uppo&s;e, for example, the Word <HI>(Egg)</HI> in a Text of Scripture, the Presbyteri|an would interpret it an <HI>Hen-Egg</HI> or <HI>Goo&s;e-Egg,</HI> o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> to be &s;ure &s;uch an <HI>Egg</HI> as mo&s;t <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 word"> the <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">eli&s;h</HI> of his Per&s;wa|&s;ion, Novelty, or Spirit and Plea&s;ure of contradicting another human <HI>Glo&s;s.</HI> As for the divine Right and In|&s;titution of their modern Presbytery, Mr. <HI>Selden</HI> faceti|ou&s;ly and comically <HI>table-talks</HI> him thus. <HI>When the Que|nies were &s;ent to the A&s;&s;embly concerning the</HI> Jus Divinum <HI>of
<PB N="31" REF="15">Presbitery; their asking Time to an&s;wer them was a Satyr upon them&s;elves: For if it were to be &s;een in the</HI> Text, <HI>they might quickly turn to the Place and &s;hew us it. Their delay|ing to an&s;wer, makes us think there's no &s;uch thing there. They do ju&s;t as you have &s;een a Fellow do at a Tavern-reckon|ing, when he &s;hould come to pay his Reckoning, he puts his Hands into his Pockets, and keeps a grabling and a fumbling, and &s;haking, at la&s;t tells you he has left his</HI> Money <HI>at home; when all the Company knew at fir&s;t, he had no Money there, for every Man can quickly find his own Money.</HI> He and I have both our Religion no doubt; and like a <HI>Fa&s;hion,</HI> he wears his Doublet Plain, I mine Fringed: We have both a Doublet, that's plain; we differ about Trimming. It is &s;trange, that we &s;hould <HI>Rend</HI> and <HI>Tear</HI> our Saviour's Garment into &s;o many Scraps and Pieces as are Cabaged from a New Suit of Cloathes, and all upon the Account of the Figure and Mode of Profe&s;&s;ing it &s;eemle&s;s, and unju&s;tly parted. Is it Taylor's work to take Mea&s;ure of our Souls, or alter and decide our Religion, becau&s;e we are utterly at odds about the <HI>Shape</HI> of it? Surely nothing can &s;it well or hand&s;omly upon &s;uch <HI>monstrous, jarring,</HI> and <HI>un-&s;ym|metrous</HI> Members.</P>
<P>Will they &s;till per&s;evere in ignorant Ob&s;tinacy, and differ from us in Religion and Unity of Performance with the &s;ame Singularity as they do in their Habits; and with le&s;s Rea&s;on too? Will not this &s;uffice, that it is not <HI>A-la-mode du Paree,</HI> except it be of a <HI>Geneva-Starchtne&s;s,</HI> and as &s;tiff from <HI>Bowing</HI> to the Altar, and Complying with our Ceremonies, as the Inflexible Old Sultan in <HI>Tape&s;try-Stature?</HI> None of us believe the Altar to be God, or a <HI>Wooden Deity,</HI> any more than he believes the Carnal <HI>Anthropomorphitry</HI> of him. He
<PB N="28" REF="16">can <HI>Duck</HI> and <HI>Bow,</HI> and make his <HI>Honours,</HI> as well as any Ma&s;ter of Ceremony among us, to &s;ecular Grandeur and Quality; and why not to the God of his Wor&s;hip in any Place, or at any Time, in Reverence to his Omni|pre&s;ence? Yes; but <HI>the People of</HI> England, <HI>like tho&s;e of</HI> Athens <HI>in St.</HI> Paul<HI>'s days, in this thing of the Martyr|dom are too Superstitious;</HI> and he gives us the <HI>Rhetori|cal Height</HI> of an aggravated Rea&s;on for't: <HI>In that Ser|vice we pray to God he will be plea&s;ed to give us the Grace to follow that Man's Charity and Patience; &s;urely in this we are too Super&s;titious. Now time, place and &s;ervice being appointed, next thing for us to do will be to Pray to him.</HI> How gladly would he <HI>malice</HI> us into Popery? <HI>Humane Literature</HI> always honoured Good Men, and Noble He|roes, with an Apotheo&s;is after their <HI>Departure;</HI> but the Man of Letters tells us, Poetry is Popery: Surely he judges by the Ear, and it is a good one that never mi&s;takes the <HI>Jangling</HI> of a pair of <HI>Tongs,</HI> for the Mu|fical Sound of the <HI>Harp-&s;icles.</HI> His <HI>Organ</HI> is mightily indi&s;po&s;ed, and his <HI>Perception</HI> is fal&s;e; he talks with|out Book, as the <HI>Blind-Fidler</HI> plays <HI>Tunes.</HI> Every word <HI>Montro&s;s</HI> wrote with his <HI>Swords point</HI> on the Monu|ment of King <HI>Charles,</HI> was Popery. Why &s;o? He <HI>Trumpets</HI> the King's Prai&s;e and Eulogy to the World, and &s;ounds an <HI>Alarm</HI> in the Ears of our Preacher of the Go&s;pel of Peace; and would not this even make a Cur <HI>Whine,</HI> and &s;hake his Head? This is it provokes him to <HI>grin</HI> and <HI>bark</HI> out Popery, Popery. We cannot talk of him by way of Eminence and Excellence of a Crowned Dignity; but we forthwith Canonize him, and Calendar him for a Saint, and that's Popery with a Witne&s;s: After this rate, a Ladies Beauties mu&s;t not be commended, le&s;t he twit us with <HI>Romi&s;h</HI> Adoration
<PB N="29" REF="16">for our Encomium's, whereas no que&s;tion but the flat|tering Letcher could &s;muggle up a Buxom Si&s;ter with his Holy Ki&s;&s;es, and Vow his clo&s;er Embraces and Debauch as <HI>Con&s;ecrated</HI> as any Prie&s;t of 'em all; &s;o his Crape in a Corner be not Babyloni&s;h: That's the Whore he would have Carted. But anon we &s;hall Pray to Saint CHARLES: Yes, to be &s;ure when he draws up the Form. Shall we not have Image-Wor|&s;hip too? We have a great many <HI>Joynt-Stools</HI> in our Churches. In a &s;hort time a <HI>Yull-Clog</HI> or a <HI>Cart-Wheel</HI> &s;hall not lye by us, but in his <HI>mendacious</HI> Con&s;truction we mu&s;t pay our Devotions to it.</P>
<P>The Countrey-man in <HI>Spain</HI> would not Pray to St. <HI>Nicholas</HI>'s Image, becau&s;e he knew it was made of his own Plumb-Tree; and can his Scholar&s;hip believe our Clergy ignoranter than that <HI>Ru&s;ticity,</HI> to Pray to and Adore a mouldring Carca&s;s, or the curiou&s;e&s;t Statue? He may as well report to the World that we <HI>Leg,</HI> and <HI>Knee</HI> St. GEORGE upon <HI>Hor&s;e-back</HI> at every Sign-po&s;t, or that we Kneel down at <HI>Charing-Cro&s;s,</HI> or <HI>Stocks-Market,</HI> drop a Bead there, and mutter an AVE for the whole Lump of Bra&s;s. If he can pre-engage a tran&s;marine Credulity, he may out-do <HI>Lucian</HI>'s <HI>Hi&s;to|ria Vera</HI> with his prolifick Invention of Figment again&s;t our <HI>Wor&s;hip,</HI> and never fear to come to his ingenuous Confe&s;&s;ion of <GAP DESC="foreign">, as long as his &s;ingle Authority can make it pa&s;s for cur|rent Truth.</P>
<P>This were a Lie, and an <HI>Abu&s;e</HI> within the <HI>Verge</HI> of the Court; and tho&s;e who in&s;inuate &s;uch clam-Romance, would &s;candalize our Prelacy, and <HI>inodiate</HI> it to the Lowns of the Kirk and Covenant: This Charge is ju&s;t as unrea&s;onable and fooli&s;h as heretofore Images were
<PB N="30" REF="17">called Mammets, and Adoration of 'em Mammetry; (Contractions for <HI>Mahomet</HI> and Mahometry) odious Names indeed, and &s;candalous; when all learneder Heads knew the Turks were forbidden Images as much as Wine by their Alcoran: So the Laws of our Church &s;everely prohibit Idolatry and Super&s;tition and Bla&s;phe|my; and notwit&s;tanding he &s;ays we are all the three, Idolaters. Super&s;titioni&s;ts, Bla&s;phemers: Who will be|lieve him then? Is he lunatick, and mu&s;t we every <HI>Ja|nuary</HI>-Moon be carre&s;&s;ed with his Palmerine-Relations, and <HI>madly mi&s;repre&s;ented</HI> with his <HI>Bedlam</HI>-Ob&s;ervations? We &s;hall not <HI>chat,</HI> write from the <HI>Pre&s;s,</HI> or <HI>preach</HI> from the Pulpit; but he'll be proclaiming <HI>War</HI> again&s;t us for Popery, and <HI>Canonading</HI> our Church with all the <HI>Railery</HI> and <HI>Artillery</HI> of Presbytery. No, we &s;hall not walk the Streets e're long, but we &s;hall vent Popery at the other <HI>End</HI> too, and this Fellow will be crying out upon the Stink, when the &s;weet Savour is all the while under his own Cloak, ju&s;t as you &s;ee one beat a <HI>Dog</HI> out of the room for what is in his Breeches. If we eat <HI>Plumb-Pudding</HI> and <HI>roa&s;t-Beef</HI> in a Cooks &s;hoop, he'll perhaps call it a Papi&s;tical Ordinary; and, if the Fit of Enthu&s;ia&s;m take him, he'll not &s;pare to &s;tay our Stomachs with tel|ling us we <HI>fea&s;t</HI> and gormondize on our Saviour: And, <HI>Sacrament,</HI> we hold Tran&s;ub&s;tantiation in the <HI>Sir-Loin.</HI> But to leave &s;uch Hoghen-Errantry and Vagaries; a Voider for his Non-&s;en&s;e or Foolery: It is time to take it away. Is it an <HI>irreligious Petition</HI> we put up to Hea|ven for Grace to follow King <HI>Charle</HI>'s Exemplary Chari|ty and Patience? Mark his Charity in his Heavenly Soli|loquies: <HI>I ble&s;s God, I pray not &s;o much that this bitter Cup of a violent Death may pa&s;s from me as that of his Wrath may pa&s;s from all tho&s;e, who&s;e Hands, by de&s;erting me, are &s;prinkled;
<PB N="27" REF="17">or by acting and con&s;enting to my Death, are imbrued with my Blood. The Will of God hath confined and concluded mine; I &s;hall have the Plea&s;ure of dying without any Plea&s;ure of de&s;ired Vengeance. This,</HI> I think, <HI>becomes a Chri&s;tian to|wards his Enemies, and a King towards his Subjects.</HI> And he breaths a &s;eraphick Love to his Adver&s;aries el&s;ewhere. <HI>The Trophies of my Charity will be more glorious and durable over them, than their religious Rebellion and ill managed Victories over me.</HI> Mark his admirable Patience in &s;ee|ing his Court made a <HI>Calvary. O my Soul! Think not that Life too long and tedious, wherein God gives thee any Oppor|tunities, if not to do, yet to &s;uffer with &s;uch Chri&s;tian Pati|ence and Magnanimity in a good Cau&s;e, as are the greate&s;t Ho|nour of our Lives, and the best Improvements of our Deaths.</HI> Farther, in the Language of his own Soul in Solitude, his Chri&s;tian Courage and Patience &s;ound in a &s;weet Con|&s;ort. <HI>The A&s;&s;aults of Afflictions may be terrible, like</HI> Samp|&s;on<HI>'s Lion, but they yield much Sweetne&s;s to tho&s;e that dare to encounter and overcome them; who know how to over-live the Witherings of their Gourds without Di&s;content or Peevi&s;h|ne&s;s, while they may yet conver&s;e with God.</HI> All his <HI>Lan|gui&s;hment</HI> was incomparable, and the King of Terrours could not un-king him of Meekne&s;s and Vertue: His Charity was as <HI>unparallel'd</HI> as his <HI>Ca&s;e</HI> was to die; his Heroick Spirit and Greatne&s;s of Mind in forgiving a <HI>pro&s;perous</HI> Inju&s;tice was as unimitable, as it could be none but the Re&s;ult of his own Goodne&s;s. Now the Devil's rai&s;ed, here's the Spirit of Contradiction: What a Stir is here with an <GAP DESC="foreign">? A Brat which King <HI>Charles</HI> mu&s;t <HI>Father</HI> (for&s;ooth) becau&s;e it looks like him. What Noi&s;e with this great <HI>Diana</HI> of Kingly Wi&s;dom and <HI>In|nocence</HI> upon the Stage of Infidelity? He hath an <GAP DESC="foreign"> to Mobb upon that, and its very likely <HI>Mil|ton</HI>'s
<PB N="32" REF="18">Gho&s;t conjured him to a disbelief of its <HI>&s;uppo&s;ed</HI> Princely Authority. The Book mu&s;t be Dr. <HI>Gauden's,</HI> and the true&s;t Pourtraicture of his Maje&s;ty was really drawn upon the Scaffold.</P>
<P>One would have thought the <HI>Vindiciae Carolinae</HI> writ|ten by a Per&s;on of Primitive Learning and Integrity, might have di&s;abu&s;ed him, and undeceived him of the <HI>Bubble,</HI> &s;atisfactorily proving it to have been the genuine product of that Royal Brain; and he mu&s;t be an othergui&s;e Man than Dr. <HI>Walker,</HI> who now Controverts the <HI>Legitimacy,</HI> or &s;o much as &s;urmi&s;es the <HI>Spuriou&s;ne&s;s</HI> of its Birth. King CHARLES lives <HI>dimidiate</HI> in his rare Book, as poor <HI>Ovid</HI> was <HI>parte &s;u|per&s;tes,</HI> by leaving his <HI>Tri&s;tia,</HI> as well as Family to the City from which he was bani&s;hed; and tho&s;e who do not Creed Him to be the Author of it after &s;o <HI>ma|nife&s;t Conviction,</HI> it is but rea&s;onable to &s;uppo&s;e, are grieved that he &s;hould yet Breath &s;o lively after his la&s;t <HI>Farewell,</HI> and plead his Cau&s;e &s;o learnedly after his direful Execution <HI>indicta cau&s;a.</HI></P>
<P>My Author could heartily doom it to an Archive of Heretical Legends, or <HI>Catalogue</HI> it in <HI>Brown</HI>'s <HI>Bib|liotheca Ab&s;condita,</HI> and wi&s;h it no where to be found but with <HI>Homer</HI>'s <HI>Batrochomyomachia,</HI> or the <HI>Homerican</HI> Battel between <HI>Frogs</HI> and <HI>Mice,</HI> neatly de&s;cribed upon the <HI>Chizel-bone</HI> of a large Pike's Jaw. It is the Mir|rour of that <HI>gang-a,</HI> for whom there was mo&s;t ju&s;tly neither <HI>Rythm,</HI> nor no more <HI>Ben. John&s;on</HI>'s Rea&s;on, than <HI>Swing-a Swang-a;</HI> and I would to God it did not only <HI>Reflect</HI> the <HI>ugline&s;s</HI> of their Principles, but make him al&s;o (according to the Story of the <HI>Cock</HI> and the <HI>Gla&s;s</HI>) fall out with his own Picture. Can I be|lieve the Martyrdom engraven &s;o deep on the Ada|mantine
<PB N="33" REF="18">Hearts of tho&s;e implacable and impenitent Adver&s;aries to Monarchy and pre&s;ent Maje&s;ty, as that the <HI>Teeth</HI> of Five and Forty Years-time hath not <HI>eaten</HI> out the Characters, and &s;mooth'd it like the Philo&s;o|pher's <HI>Tabula ra&s;a,</HI> to in&s;cribe another Rebellious U&s;urpation upon, &s;ince this Mi&s;creant would <HI>gag</HI> up the <HI>remembrance</HI> of it, and have us like Turki&s;h Mutes, to <HI>&s;ecret</HI> that Sin? In this he follows the <HI>Foot|&s;teps</HI> of the Blood-Hound <HI>Hew&s;on,</HI> promoted from Cob|ling to Colonelling, who, <HI>upon an Ho&s;annah of a &s;hout rai&s;ed by the Loyal Party at his Trial and no Trial,</HI> Ble&s;&s;ed be your Maje&s;ty, God grant you to Reign long over us; God bring your Enemies under your Feet; <HI>pre&s;ently drew up his armed Crew, and bad them give Fire upon the Naked Innocents, if any more they prayed for the King,</HI> p. 8. <HI>Paraphra&s;e upon tho&s;e Royal Legacies in his Maje&s;ties most Chri&s;tian and Dying Speech.</HI> This was the <HI>Funeral Scene;</HI> Ambitious De&s;ires and <HI>Blood-thir&s;ti|ne&s;s</HI> produced <HI>mortal</HI> Enmities; and <HI>Pride</HI> in Triumph led <HI>Humility</HI> in Obedience to Martyrdom: The <HI>Horns</HI> of Covetous Men's de&s;igns pu&s;hed off the Crown, and it tumbled into a Protector's Lap; and let this <HI>feral</HI> Presbyter <HI>chew</HI> the Cud upon this, that though they put an immature Period to his Life, and brought his Body to the &s;ad Cata&s;trophe of being interred with an ignoble <HI>Hic jacet,</HI> who&s;e living Bravery and Ver|tues, and Applau&s;e, the <HI>whole World was not able to con|tain:</HI> Yet his Name and Honour mu&s;t &s;urvive tho&s;e <HI>Exits</HI> in our Churches Commemoration to a Glorious Kind of Immortality; and the Czar of <HI>Mu&s;covy</HI>'s re|&s;enting his Rigid and Cruel Fate with a Chri&s;tian-like Frown, and Contempt on all the <HI>Engli&s;h Traffickers</HI> there, induces me to believe, that his Fame is Eter|nized,
<PB N="34" REF="19">and celebrated with a &s;ort of Ubiquity. If the Report of his Engli&s;h Treatment could &s;tartle an In|fidel or amaze a Pagan, methinks it &s;hould make a hard|hearted Fanatick <HI>boggle,</HI> or <HI>&s;care</HI> him out of his puritanick Wits.</P>
<P>As for King <HI>Charles</HI> the Second, his Re&s;toration, I &s;hall be as &s;hort and <HI>touchy</HI> upon it as my Au|thor.</P>
<P>Fir&s;t then; Room for the Lord of Mi&s;-rule: Make way for the Grand Ma&s;ter of the Order of Di&s;order and Non-conformity. Who dare ju&s;tle Pres|bytery in its Pomp and <HI>Parade,</HI> or confront the <HI>Mul|titudinarian In&s;olence</HI> of &s;anta&s;tick Anarchy in the Lob|by? The Up&s;tart Candidate for <HI>Sovereignty</HI> mu&s;t let the Parliament know what <HI>We&s;tmin&s;ter-Hall</HI> enacted in King <HI>Charles</HI> the Second his Time, to detract from his un&s;potted Profe&s;&s;ion is <HI>aniented</HI> in the Courts of Heaven: The Act for the Attainder of &s;everal Per|&s;ons, guilty of the horrid Murther of his Royal Fa|ther, 12. <HI>Car.</HI> II. c. 30. is repealed and <HI>rever&s;ed</HI> to his whole Intent and Purpo&s;e <HI>above,</HI> or in <HI>B&mdash;&s;s</HI>'s Meeting-Hou&s;e, and how comes it a few <HI>mu&s;ty Re|cords</HI> do &s;till <HI>attaint</HI> and &s;tick that Venial Crime on their <HI>Progeny,</HI> or a Proclamation did follow and pur|&s;ue <HI>Ludlow</HI> at the Heels to a kind <HI>Shoar,</HI> whence an au&s;picious <HI>Bla&s;t wafted</HI> him out of the <HI>Reach</HI> of Pro|&s;ecution; and Providence <HI>hoi&s;eing</HI> the Sails, and &s;itting at the <HI>Helm,</HI> at once <HI>&s;teer'd</HI> him to a Sanctuary, and convinc'd our Stati&s;ts that he was <HI>prede&s;tinated</HI> neither to be drowned nor hanged? A &s;evere <HI>Old Saying</HI> has it otherwi&s;e with a <HI>Gallows</HI> to him: However, when one is got out of the Clutches of the Law, it is plea|&s;ant pleading a divine or eternal <HI>Decree</HI> for an Ex|emption,
<PB N="35" REF="19">tacking about, and calling the Hou&s;e of Commons all the Malignants under the Sun. As the <HI>Surly Rogue</HI> that has been <HI>lick'd</HI> for a Fault, no &s;oon|er e&s;capes the <HI>Correction,</HI> but turns about, and &s;ays, Son of a Bitch, what do ye <HI>lick</HI> me for? Did I do &s;uch <HI>a thing,</HI> or &s;uch <HI>a thing?</HI> The King of Kings hath pa&s;&s;ed a perpetual Indemnity to the <HI>Offspring</HI> it is pro|bable, for the wicked <HI>Perpetrations</HI> of their <HI>Caitif-An|ce&s;tors</HI> with a <HI>non ob&s;tante</HI> to our pa&s;t, pre&s;ent, and future Proceedings, and di&s;annulled all our Allegations again&s;t their good old Principles of <HI>beheading</HI> and <HI>ba|ni&s;hing:</HI> This is the peerle&s;s Importunity and the very would-be-at of my Author in decrying our keeping a Day of Humiliation with prophaner <HI>Flouts</HI> and <HI>Scoffs</HI> than <HI>Aerius ridiculed</HI> the Chri&s;tian Severities. He is of an Aerian Kidney, and &s;tre&s;&s;eth us with the &s;ame Strain of Humour and Libertini&s;m: <HI>It is Jewi&s;h thus to keep Days of fa&s;ting by a Law; it is an in&s;laving your &s;elves to a Yoke of Bondage: If I would determine to fa&s;t at all, I would fa&s;t what Day I plea&s;ed at mine own Li|berty.</HI> But <HI>Epiphanius</HI> does equally reprimand them both, as he is quoted in the <HI>Rationale</HI> on the <HI>Common-Prayer. Who are the more Fools;</HI> Aerius, <HI>a &s;illy Fel|low of Yesterday, &s;till living with us, or we who ob&s;erve this &s;evere Di&s;cipline which our Fathers delivered us, which they received from their Fathers, and they from theirs; and &s;o from the Apo&s;tles</HI> the <HI>Sanctity</HI> and U&s;age of <HI>Fa&s;ting</HI> mu&s;t be derived as from the original <HI>Sources</HI> of primitive Chri&s;tianity and pure Devotion?</P>
<P>Secondly, He &s;coundrels the Thank&s;giving-Day with no demurer or decenter Scurrility, abominating <HI>it</HI> as well as the other, and <HI>branding</HI> it as a Day of <HI>Revenge|fulne&s;s</HI> appointed after <HI>revolutionary</HI> Heats and incen&s;ed
<PB N="36" REF="20">di&s;quiets. The Thoughts of a Re&s;toration glad me, and <HI>flutter</HI> my Soul; and indeed Fancy and Indigna|tion mu&s;t <HI>flag,</HI> or their <HI>biting Heights</HI> be <HI>loured</HI> when the Mind is overjoyed, the la&s;t <HI>Canto</HI> of <HI>Butler</HI>'s <HI>Hu|dibras</HI> confirms as much: But let me ask him, was King <HI>Charles</HI> big with <HI>&s;pightful</HI> Venom? Did he labour with <HI>Revenge?</HI> He is the fir&s;t <HI>Broacher</HI> of that Accu|&s;ation, and the fir&s;t that brought any <HI>&s;lander</HI> upon his Mercy and Clemency, into the World; I gue&s;s he hath an excellent <HI>Knack</HI> of <HI>Midwifry,</HI> and can as ea&s;ily <HI>deliver</HI> a King of &s;ome unhand&s;om piece of <HI>Ill-nature,</HI> as a Fro is of her mis-&s;hapen Sooterkin; I rather Opine him&s;elf <HI>conceives,</HI> and he would lay the <HI>Bastard-quality</HI> on the King.</P>
<P>He <HI>Libels</HI> him at Random, and <HI>Raves</HI> any thing to Blemi&s;h and Smut his Reputation, Mercifulne&s;s, Sere|nity, and Mildne&s;s: The <HI>blackest</HI> Scandals of my Au|thor, are but &s;o many <HI>Set-offs</HI> to the Beauty and rare Embelli&s;hments of his Mind, and make his Peaceable <HI>Will</HI> and Affections, appear with greater <HI>Dazle,</HI> and more <HI>diffu&s;ive</HI> Lu&s;tre, ina&s;much as &s;uch <HI>Calumniators</HI> as he, I am apt to pre&s;ume, never felt the Rigour of his Ju&s;tice, or the greate&s;t Fine of his <HI>Di&s;plea&s;ure</HI> for the <HI>Offence.</HI> It is notoriou&s;ly true, and verified by the Re|&s;toration, that the &s;ucce&s;s of the Round-Heads their Enterprizes, never <HI>Authenticated</HI> their Cau&s;e, nor did their <HI>&s;hort-liv'd</HI> Pro&s;perity ju&s;tifie their <HI>Gallantry</HI> in un|lawfulne&s;s; but their <HI>gracious</HI> Impunity, and the let|ting others go <HI>Scot-free,</HI> was not rigorous, and the Kings E&s;tabli&s;hing them a Right and Property to, or an un|di&s;turbed Enjoyment of their Plunder, Seque&s;tration-Fruits, and <HI>filching Acque&s;ts</HI> was not unmerciful I hope; ay, but at his <HI>Return</HI> from a forced <HI>Extermina|tion</HI>
<PB N="37" REF="20">into Foreign Parts, he cau&s;ed to be Sung in Churches an <GAP DESC="foreign"> over their mo&s;t Traiterous Con&s;piracies, the armed Power of U&s;urping Tyrants, and their exe|crable <HI>Perfidy</HI> and <HI>Inhumanity</HI> in the Effu&s;ion of his Fa|thers Blood, and &s;tubborn Oppo&s;ition to his Enjoying his own again, <HI>The undoubted Hereditary Soveraignty and Regal Authority over them:</HI> This was a Predomi|nant and <HI>Vindictive</HI> Incivility. It forced them to <HI>Hy|pocrite</HI> their Actions, and <HI>Di&s;&s;imulate</HI> a Joy; they &s;eem|ingly could rejoyce and laugh home the Exile; but it was as if they had Eaten of the Sardinick-Herb to their Grief and Sorrow, and all their <HI>Counterfeit</HI> Jolli|ty at re-in&s;tating him, was to <HI>out-noi&s;e</HI> their <HI>Shrieks</HI> for the la&s;t <HI>Ga&s;p</HI> of a <HI>dying</HI> U&s;urpation: For how could their <HI>Hearts</HI> and <HI>Hands</HI> go together in receiving him, or cordially Congratulating his Maje&s;ty's Arrival and <HI>Inve&s;titure</HI> in the Throne, whom they had <HI>re&s;i&s;ted</HI> with the &s;trength of Arm, <HI>dint</HI> of Councel, and the <HI>keene&s;t</HI> Sword of Inju&s;tice? How could they give any &s;incere demon&s;tration of a <HI>joyful Allegiance</HI> or Subjection, and Obedience <HI>Active</HI> or <HI>Pa&s;&s;ive</HI> to that Prince whom they had kept at as great a <HI>distance</HI> as their Pikes could <HI>Pu&s;h</HI> or Awe to, and who&s;e Wills perhaps committed <HI>Trea|&s;on</HI> when their <HI>Hands</HI> were <HI>Innocent.</HI> It was harder then for them to <HI>Per&s;onate</HI> Loyalty or Feign Conver|&s;ion, than to extenuate their former <HI>Lap&s;es,</HI> and <HI>Vizard</HI> their belligerant Ambitions: Their Po&s;terity are &s;till Skinning over, Extenuating, and Palliating tho&s;e Old Sores: While the <HI>Gangrene</HI> of Rebellion is not to be Cured but with Cutting off; el&s;e the State-Chyrurgeon knows it will break out again, and <HI>&V;lcerate</HI> afre&s;h, threatning Mortality like an Infection, to all about it: It had been no Cruelty in the King to have probed it
<PB N="38" REF="21">deeper, for every Candid Judge is well &s;atisfied how di&s;proportionable their <HI>Puni&s;hments</HI> were to their <HI>De|&s;erts,</HI> and their &s;ins not half-<HI>&s;alved</HI> to an <HI>unrelap&s;ing,</HI> or <HI>un-apo&s;tatizing heal</HI> of Repentance, when the Royal Phy&s;ician was <HI>re&s;tored</HI> to his <HI>Di&s;ea&s;ed</HI> Kingdom: And yet he mu&s;t be called an <HI>unmerciful Tyrant,</HI> and a <HI>Sub|ject-Oppre&s;&s;or;</HI> He might declaim again&s;t Toleration with as &s;evere <HI>turns</HI> as he does again&s;t his Mildne&s;s, Fa|vour and Grace to Offenders; but Maje&s;ty mu&s;t be Cavil'd at <HI>fas v&eacute; nefas v&eacute;; and</HI> (as the Learned Author of <HI>Matchiavel</HI>'s and <HI>Borgia</HI>'s Policies &s;ays) <HI>'tis the fa&s;hion of Fortunate Rebels to Feed the People with Shells and emp|ty Names, as if their bare A&s;&s;ertion could demonstrate to us</HI> (again&s;t all Experience) <HI>that it is Freedom to be Slaves to</HI> Quondam <HI>Pea&s;ants, and Slavery to be Subjects to a True and Natural Prince, and that the Scorpions of Anarchy, Ari&s;tocracy, or a free State, are far more tolerable than the &s;ingle Rod of Loyalty: And therefore if the Prince be &s;evere, he gives them</HI> Nero<HI>'s Brand, a Man kneaded up of Dirt and Bloud; if he be of Parts and Contrivance, he calls it pernicious Ingenuity: If he be mild and favourable to tender Con&s;ciences, he declaims against his</HI> Cunning and Trepanning <HI>Toleration. If he urge &V;niformity and De|cency in Divine Service, he Rails at his Super&s;tition. And becau&s;e there is no &s;uch Aequilibrious Vertue, but has &s;ome Flexure to one of the Extreams, he is very careful to publi&s;h the Extream alone, and to &s;ilence the Vertue.</HI> Every one knows who&s;e Politicks tho&s;e are which <HI>Indict</HI> a King for mi&s;carriages Living, but to <HI>Arraign</HI> him of <HI>aukward qualities,</HI> and pe&s;tiferous, &s;laving, leud, or wicked <HI>en|dowments</HI> Dead, is much like the <HI>Barbarick Camby&s;es</HI>'s Cruelties and Indignities u&s;ed to <HI>Ama&s;is</HI> King of <HI>Aegypt,</HI> who untombed his very Carca&s;s, and commanded it to
<PB N="39" REF="21">be <HI>burned,</HI> contrary to the Cu&s;tom of the <HI>Aegyptians</HI> and <HI>Per&s;ians</HI> as well as Humanity. The <HI>Per&s;ians</HI> feared to Feed their God with Carrion; and let not us Chri&s;tians give Drink Offering of Blood to ours any more. <HI>De mortuis nil ni&s;i bonum,</HI> and if I add <HI>principibus</HI> too, it ought to be no <HI>impracticable,</HI> or immoral <HI>Apothegm</HI> for Chri&s;tians. My Author's <HI>Tongue</HI> is no <HI>Slander,</HI> and it would <HI>degrade</HI> a Maje&s;ty to take notice of his <HI>ignominies,</HI> or to reckon them <HI>Scandalum Magnatum.</HI> It is a <HI>de|bauched</HI> Loyalty that &s;peaks King CHARLES II. a De|bauchee, whom I cannot but Honour in the Du&s;t, and Sing of in the Poet's <HI>Strain</HI> upon another Her&s;e;
<Q><L>"Cujus in Laudibus</L>
<L>"Pacis, Ju&s;titiae, Clementiae</L>
<L>"publicae celebrandis</L>
<L>"Nec fama loquax, nec ip&s;a mendax</L>
<L>"poterit e&s;&s;e Epitaphium.</L></Q> 'Tis true, a King's a Man, and as Mortal as <HI>Ho|race</HI> could <HI>Ode</HI> him or <HI>Pale-face</HI> him, and &s;ome Acti|ons mu&s;t voluntarily come, through Inadvertency fall, or be extorted from him, which confe&s;s frail Huma|nity, and require a <HI>favourable Cen&s;ure,</HI> or an ingeni|ous Interpretation; and I conclude with the unpre|judiced <HI>Stati&s;t. Iniqua in omni re accu&s;and&acirc;, praetermi&s;|&s;is bonis, malorum Enumeratio, Vitiorum&abque; &s;electio; nam ne ullus quidem i&s;to modo Magi&s;tratus vituperabilis non erit. 'Tis an unju&s;t Way of accu&s;ing to omit the good Offices of a Prince, and &s;o to &s;elect and publi&s;h only his bad, for by this means, no Magi&s;trate &s;hall be innocent.</HI> His Birth, as a Man, and I may &s;ay as a Prince too, on the twen|ty ninth of <HI>May,</HI> was a lucky <HI>Omen:</HI> His Nativity
<PB N="40" REF="22">and Return on the &s;ame <HI>Day,</HI> like the <HI>Conjunction</HI> of two good Planets, pre&s;aged to our Land a la&s;ting Peace, Plenty, Pro&s;perity, and a continued or undi&s;turbed Succe&s;&s;ion of the Royal Line, and my Author may tell me if he will, that &s;uch <HI>Bodings</HI> are &s;ometimes de|ceived, and fair <HI>Promi&s;es</HI> are not always performed: But our <HI>Exaltation</HI> then was but rea&s;onable and mo|derate to <HI>Io Poean</HI> the &s;ignal <HI>Deliverance</HI> of his Ma|je&s;ty and faithful People from deplorable Oppre&s;&s;ions, Deva&s;tations, Divi&s;ions, and Popular Furies. Why is our Religion in this Point of common Gratitude for providential Kindne&s;&s;es, Courtline&s;s, Flattery, Popery, Pageantry? For no other rea&s;on but becau&s;e the Tub's turned, the King goes to Chappel, and Presbytery was very near being <HI>rump'd</HI> or lectured out of the King|dom. Here he lays on with the old Drum-&s;tick, Po|pery, and <HI>trumps</HI> that Knave upon us again; He would gladly have us to march after his <HI>Beats.</HI> How can we <HI>Voluntier</HI> it when he pre&s;&s;es us &s;o hard? We read indeed the Name of Chri&s;t in the <HI>Van</HI> of his <HI>rebelli|ous Spirit,</HI> but the <HI>Devil</HI> brings up the <HI>Reer;</HI> and let him take this <HI>Motto</HI> for his Colours: <HI>Eccle&s;iae no|mine armamini &amp; contra Eccle&s;iam dimicatis;</HI> as I find St. <HI>Augu&s;tine</HI> quoted. We &s;hall &s;till follow what Bi&s;hop <HI>Sparrow</HI> hath ob&s;erved to us, and believe <HI>That the Sanctification or &s;etting apart of Festivals, is con&s;o|nant to the Purity of primitive Practice, as being a To|ken of that Thankfulne&s;s, and a Part of that publick Ho|nour which we owe to God for his admirable Benefits; for tho&s;e Fea&s;ts of Joy, and holy Revels are (as the learn|ed and judicious Hooker &s;ays) the Splendour and outward Dignity of our Religion,</HI> who&s;e Lu&s;tre, and redundant Light of <HI>Go&s;pel-&s;hine</HI> our <HI>Owl-ey'd</HI> Author cannot en|dure,
<PB N="41" REF="22">el&s;e I may e&s;teem him one of tho&s;e <HI>none-&s;o-blind,</HI> that will not <HI>&s;ee.</HI></P>
<P>It is a <HI>lethargick</HI> Soul which neither God's <HI>Mercy</HI> can allure, nor impending <HI>Menace</HI> awake to pious and &s;olemn <HI>Emanations</HI> of extolling the <HI>one,</HI> and imploring his Aver&s;ion of the <HI>other:</HI> Acts of Wonder next to Prodigy and <HI>Miracle</HI> on the&s;e two <HI>Grand-Days</HI> &s;hould make <HI>Stories</HI> in our Church as well as <HI>Annals,</HI> as long|liv'd as the World, and la&s;ting as the <HI>Moon,</HI> which <HI>wains</HI> only to an <HI>Increa&s;e,</HI> and appears in a &s;plendider Full again. Our hardened Impenitence for the high|e&s;t, and therefore the mo&s;t inglorious <HI>Sins,</HI> and our Unthankfulne&s;s for the <HI>Ble&s;&s;ings</HI> of our Deliverances both by <HI>Sea</HI> and <HI>Land</HI> are as <HI>circular</HI> and endle&s;s as the <HI>redeeming Bounty</HI> it &s;elf: But they are &s;carce con|tent tho&s;e <HI>Straits</HI> &s;hould bound their Pre&s;umptions, and their &s;woln Grandeur mu&s;t have a larger <HI>Circum|ference;</HI> the narrow Limits of an <HI>I&s;land</HI> pinch them in <HI>Scope:</HI> The U&s;urper's <HI>Pomeria's</HI> mu&s;t be inlarged without <HI>Re&s;titution</HI> or Repentance; our Impieties mu&s;t be <HI>tran&s;planted,</HI> and the <HI>State-Sinner launches</HI> out, careering it to <HI>Hercules</HI>'s Pillars, but knows none but a Death-Bed's <HI>ne plus ultra:</HI> Then Five or Six Foot of <HI>di&s;honoured Earth</HI> will contain the <HI>magnifico,</HI> and &s;top the <HI>blu&s;tering Jehu-driven</HI> Hector.</P>
<P><HI>J. G.</HI> G's Ob&s;ervations upon the <HI>Martyrdom</HI> and <HI>Re|&s;toration,</HI> are e&s;pecial In&s;tances and Proofs of what I a&s;|&s;ert concerning our <HI>unmindfulne&s;s</HI> of Deliverances, and our whiffling unconcernedne&s;s for &s;uch National Crimes as King-Hunting, Depo&s;ing, Scaffolding. <HI>Hunting,</HI> I mention; for had not Providence made the <HI>pack</HI> of Pur|&s;uers run <HI>Counter</HI> of the <HI>Game,</HI> or <HI>ca&s;t</HI> too far over the <HI>Lo&s;s,</HI> they had made no le&s;s <HI>Sport</HI> of &s;eizing the Prince
<PB N="42" REF="23">in the Royal-Oak, than of <HI>unearthing</HI> the <HI>Fox,</HI> or <HI>unca&s;ing</HI> the <HI>Carrion</HI> with a Tantivee Who-o-o-up. His <HI>appre|hen&s;ion</HI> 'tis Ten to One, had <HI>pitcht</HI> him at the height of their Scorn and Pinnacle of Inju&s;tice in their High-Court, one degree from a Martyr as he was from a Defender of the Faith. Thus our <HI>Humorist,</HI> and his &s;ingularity, would out-face Religion, would have had our Church-Hi&s;tory of the Re&s;toration, written only in the &s;ame Element through which <HI>King Charles the Fir&s;t</HI> &s;ailed to his <HI>Hereditary Haven,</HI> full <HI>fraught</HI> with our Deliverance, where no <HI>track</HI> of the <HI>Story</HI> could be Legible in <HI>Water-Characters;</HI> would have had the <HI>Grave</HI> of the Martyr like <HI>Pompey's,</HI> without any <HI>In&s;cription</HI> to di&s;tingui&s;h the Du&s;t of his Glorious Body from his ignoble Executio|ner's, (if he be yet Dead, for let <HI>B.</HI> know it is queried) or to &s;hew, <HI>Here lies murdered Charles. Hos voluit ne&s;|cire dies,</HI> as <HI>Lucan</HI> &s;ings: The&s;e are malicious <HI>Dog-days</HI> with him, and &s;o cro&s;s or <HI>clouding</HI> to his <HI>per&s;wa&s;ion,</HI> that he would Cur&s;e them out of the <HI>Ephemerides</HI> if he could, not allow them any difference from others in our Me|mory or E&s;teem, in our Joy or Sorrow, and its probable <HI>Excommunicate</HI> them (for they u&s;e to <HI>Reprobate</HI> what|ever we <HI>Elect</HI> in any Sen&s;e) from all Society with the Year, as <HI>Job</HI> did his <HI>Birth-day: Let the day peri&s;h to all memory, let darkne&s;s, and the &s;hadow of Death &s;tain it, and let forgetfulne&s;s like a Cloud, dwell upon it,</HI> Job 3.3, 5. But when all this is &s;aid, that our Rubrick to dignifie <HI>tho&s;e</HI> above the Common Heap of Days piled up in the Al|manack is Super&s;titious, and our Service on them Po|pery, the <HI>Fool</HI>'s Bolt is not half &s;hot. He offers Vio|lence to the two King's <HI>good-names</HI> with his Slanders and Calumnies; He gives us a <HI>Martyrium famae,</HI> a Martyr|dom of the Fame of both, as well as of the Life of One.
<PB N="43" REF="23">Reputation is the preciou&s;e&s;t Jewel about us all, <HI>King</HI> or <HI>Pea&s;ant,</HI> and as Rich and Dear as any in the Diadem to the meane&s;t, &s;o that he's the Notoriou&s;e&s;t Thief that Robs us of it. What Key of Re&s;erve can a Monarch put in the in&s;ide again&s;t the <HI>black-art-devices</HI> of &s;uch <HI>pick-locks</HI> of his Credit, Goodne&s;s, or Ju&s;tice? It is the &s;ole Apology and Refuge of exqui&s;ite Impo&s;tors, to pre|&s;ent or <HI>raree-&s;how</HI> tho&s;e Kings for Spectacles of Scorn and Infamy after their Deaths, whom they made Thea|tres of Mi&s;ery in their Lives: And I affirm, that my Author's Imputations, Scandalous as Fal&s;e, in &s;aying the Martyr was <HI>Guilty, and that Ju&s;tice was Executed on him,</HI> wound him as deep, as what <HI>killed</HI> his Body, in that which is next in value to the Soul, <HI>His Good Name.</HI> To &s;uch a palpable untruth, &s;uch a <HI>mendacium fene&s;tra|tum,</HI> which hath &s;o many wide <HI>Windows</HI> for any to be|hold it, this <HI>unglo&s;t</HI> An&s;wer will be mo&s;t convincing and &s;uitable, <HI>Petilianus dicit, ego n<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">go:</HI> which is <HI>Rhetorick</HI> enough to Confute a Thou&s;and bold-fac'd <HI>Liars,</HI>
<Q><L>&mdash; Nam quis iniqui</L>
<L>Tam patiens Hominis, tam ferreus ut teneat &s;e?</L>
<BIBL><HI>Juv. Sat. 1.</HI></BIBL></Q></P>
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<HEAD>THE Po&s;t&s;cript-Adverti&s;ement.</HEAD>
<P>I Have omitted a Schola&s;tick Di&s;cu&s;&s;ion of my Author's Notions with &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion to our Learneder Divines, confining my Thoughts to a bare Remarque upon his Arguments, which I hope is enough to unhood &s;ome Per&s;ons more Hawk-&s;ighted in Divinity than my &s;elf, to Fly at him with an abler Quill, and a &s;tronger Wing of the Church.</P>
<P>Hereunto I have added a Dormant Piece, Printed about 1650. the awaking whereof in a New Edition does even <HI>Pre&s;ent,</HI> or <GAP DESC="foreign">, times pa&s;t, and pourtrays the gha&s;tly Shapes of Presbyterian Policies again&s;t our Church and Monarchical State, with none of the in&s;ipide&s;t Touches: It is Ingenious, Laconick, and hath abundance of Salt in it. I did not &s;natch it out of the devouring Jaws of Moths and Worms, that it might live a Malefactor, or Malecontent in the&s;e Times; for it is &s;o far from Tottering
<PB REF="24">their pre&s;ent Maje&s;ties Crown, or detracting from their Government or Settlement, that it rather Con&s;ults how to Rivet them in the Throne, and Fix them again&s;t the Shock and A&s;&s;aults of &s;uch Furious A&s;&s;ailants or A&s;&s;a&s;&s;ines, as the Presbyterians can Attempt.</P>
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<HEAD>A NEW DISCOVERY OF Old England, IN Certain Contemplative Ob&s;ervations upon the pre&s;ent Condition of this di&s;tracted Kingdom.</HEAD>
<P>POlicy and Allegiance makes a happy Prince in a di&s;creet Subject; but Policy link'd to Di&s;loyalty makes an unhappy Kingdom: The &s;ad Truth is too apparent in our pre&s;ent Mi&s;|chiefs whom Obedience confines to the <HI>Pri&s;on,</HI> and Rebellion &s;ettles in the <HI>Chair. Epi&s;copacy,</HI> like noble <HI>Uriah</HI> in the Front of the Battel, fir&s;t &s;truck at, by the Receipt of a mortal Wound, &s;tain'd the Hands of the <HI>Infant</HI> Difference; &s;ince
<PB N="2" REF="26">who&s;e Fall the adulterated Church of <HI>England</HI> hath been the Pro&s;titute of a <HI>Synod,</HI> too too ig|norant to recompence her <HI>Vitiation,</HI> by contract|ing her to Truth and Form: The <HI>fair one</HI> had &s;ome Spots i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> her Face to clean&s;e, but tho&s;e in a Laver o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> Blood have clouded the Glory of her Countenance. This unexplated Sin gave the Kingdom into the Hands of <HI>Men,</HI> who&s;e Acti|ons may well vie De&s;truction with <HI>I&s;rael</HI>'s Pe|&s;tilence. The laborious <HI>A&s;&s;embly,</HI> like their Forerunner <HI>Hacker</HI> (with Fan in Hand) &s;itting in Judgment upon the Scriptures, are as tedious in their Products as a <HI>teaming Elephant,</HI> disbur|thening them&s;elves once in three Years of &s;ome new <HI>Cla&s;&s;is</HI> or Catechi&s;m, u&s;ing their Mother (the Church) as pious <HI>Medea</HI> dealt with old <HI>E&s;on,</HI> kill'd him to renew his Youth, taking &s;pecial Care that Popery may be wholly extirpa|ted, by picking out of the Ark all rotten and wormeaten Ceremonies, placing new and &s;ound Doctrines of their own in the room, till in the end the Ve&s;&s;el (like that of Sir <HI>Francis Bacon</HI>) &s;hall retain its former Name, though there be not a Stick of the fir&s;t Compo&s;ure in it. When it is thus <HI>rig'd,</HI> enter and &s;et <HI>&s;ail</HI> for Heaven, which, if we reach in &s;uch a Bottom, a <HI>Lapland</HI>
<PB N="3" REF="26">Witch &s;ailing in a <HI>Sive,</HI> is not &s;o great a Mira|cle, though the &s;ame wicked <HI>Pilot</HI> &s;teer both. Our indu&s;trious Re-edifiers of the Temple mu&s;t work with one Hand and fight with the other, if they will rai&s;e the <HI>Fabrick</HI> in the new Model; a Piece in the <HI>Roundne&s;s</HI> altogether differing from wi&s;e <HI>Solomon</HI>'s <HI>&s;quarer</HI> Contrivements. I rather believe they are repeating the <HI>Babiloni&s;h</HI> Task, and that is the mo&s;t probable by their Variety of Languages, one &s;peaks <HI>Browni&s;m,</HI> another &s;peaks <HI>Barrowi&s;m,</HI> a third <HI>Anabapti&s;m;</HI> one dif|fers in Matter, another in Form, a third in both, from both the former; &s;o that it is to be &s;u&s;pect|ed their Mi&s;under&s;tandings will encrea&s;e to &s;o pa&s;&s;ionate a Height, that after a confu&s;ed Ban|ding of Opinions (their prime Materials) tho&s;e who under&s;tand one another (though under|&s;tood by none but them&s;elves) will &s;ever and depart to <HI>Am&s;terdam, Geneva,</HI> and <HI>New England,</HI> their &s;everal Collonies.</P>
<P>The &s;econd Act in this Tragedy of Peace, &s;peaks injured <HI>Priam,</HI> the Safety of who&s;e <HI>Troy,</HI> and &s;elf, was the lo&s;t <HI>Palladium;</HI> while the <HI>Ta|bernacle</HI> of the Lord, carried upon the Shoulders of the <HI>Priests,</HI> went before us, what Oppo&s;ition of Schi&s;m could affront our <HI>Hoa&s;t?</HI> but now <HI>di&s;|ce&s;&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">it ex Arca,</HI> and profaner Hands have been too
<PB N="4" REF="27">bu&s;ie with our &s;acred Security. Our noble King (while Chri&s;tian <HI>Loyalty</HI> was the con&s;tant Doctrine of that divine <HI>Oracle,</HI> Church Govern|ment) &s;eem'd wall'd with Bra&s;s, and covered by the Veil of the <HI>Altar,</HI> from the poi&s;onous Eyes of curious Malignancy, but now his naked and un|protected Side lies open to the Attempts of im|pious <HI>Liberty,</HI> nothing wanting (in reference to their Inflictions) that may give a <HI>Complexion</HI> to his Sufferings, only his Alacrity in entertaining what their Hate can impo&s;e, &s;hews him &s;o far above their Malice, that he &s;eems able to under|go more than their mi&s;cheivous Studies can ob|trude; while he poor <HI>Prince of a Mole-hill</HI> (tho' Ma&s;ter of a Heart great as <HI>Pelion</HI> upon <HI>O&s;sa</HI>) like the <HI>King of true Bea&s;ts,</HI> entangled in the Toil (by &s;ome &s;light Improvidence of his own) &s;corns to fill the Ears of the World with Complaints and <HI>Roaring,</HI> but with Maje&s;ty repining to beg even Liberty it &s;elf, with Patience expects the <HI>Event</HI> of his <HI>Bondage:</HI> Thus <HI>Ce&s;ar</HI> threw his Gar|ment over his Face and died perpetual <HI>Dictator.</HI> See what an undi&s;turb'd Mildne&s;s his Face and Actions expre&s;s, as if this <HI>Eagle</HI> were a <HI>Dove</HI> and had no Gall, no &s;ingle Mi&s;chief thunders upon his Soul, the Injuries of a <HI>dear Wife,</HI> and a lov'd <HI>I&s;&s;ue</HI> come to crown his Patience, a Shock wor|thy
<PB N="5" REF="27">the Re&s;i&s;tance of &s;o confirmed a <HI>Prince:</HI> Their own Eyes who have been In&s;truments in this mu&s;t pay due <HI>Tribute</HI> to &s;o &s;ad a Contempla|tion, and weep that only this way is left 'em to their &s;uppo&s;ed Security: What does he &s;uffer? Even that which would make Death in all its Horror to be courted by a carnal Apprehen&s;ion. Dejected <HI>Job,</HI> in the Depth of Mi&s;ery had triple Comfort, and though he cho&s;e the Dunghil for Repo&s;e was unconfined: Here 'tis Trea&s;on for the <HI>Son</HI> to beg his Father's Ble&s;&s;ing, too much Liberty for the <HI>Father</HI> to be &s;hut up from the Sight of the Children, and utterly impo&s;&s;ible for the Council of <HI>Friends</HI> to reach his Ears, who being in him&s;elf &s;o admirable a Pre&s;ident, is to them the prime Object and Motive of Imitation and Per&s;everance.</P>
<P>Who are his Enemies? Tho&s;e (O the Un|happine&s;s of Succe&s;s in Trea&s;on) who&s;e whole Help is <HI>De&s;pair;</HI> &s;ince they are con&s;cious they have &s;inned beyond Reconciliation, they are now re&s;olved to make them&s;elves clearly in|capable of Mercy,
<Q>Una &s;alus mi&s;eris nullam &s;perare &s;alutem:</Q> And Ills of this Nature cannot be &s;afe without committing greater, therefore, like <HI>State-Fencers</HI>
<PB N="6" REF="28">with the Sword of <HI>Reformation</HI> threatning to &s;trike off petty Abu&s;es at the Foot of the Com|monwealth, they fal&s;ifie and have a care of your <HI>Head.</HI> The De&s;ign is not yet ripe for Action, the &s;quinting <HI>Commonalty</HI> &s;ees &s;omething, and a Northern <HI>Plea</HI> put in a <HI>Demur:</HI> However, to &s;trike &s;ure, the Affections of the Subject mu&s;t be indirectly <HI>&s;ounded:</HI> Fir&s;t remove his Throne out of the Peoples Hearts, and then one Man may do the re&s;t. Nothing &s;o effectual to this purpo&s;e as Detraction, and &s;omething mu&s;t be &s;poken in <HI>Prologue</HI> to the intended <HI>Tragedy:</HI> Let it concern the Prote&s;tant Religion, and the Country que&s;tions it no further: The King hindred the Relief of <HI>Rochel,</HI> and their King re|duced them to due Obedience, dangerous and ex|emplary: This relates to them&s;elves, whom it behoves to oblige all they may to countenance Rebellion, gue&s;&s;ing e're long they may want <HI>Pa|trons.</HI> Next &s;omething mon&s;trous enough to bu&s;ie the Eyes of the World mu&s;t be pretended, le&s;t the Depth of their own projected Mi&s;chief &s;hould be lei&s;urably inquired into. The <HI>Kid</HI> mu&s;t be &s;eethed in the <HI>Dam</HI>'s Milk, the <HI>Father</HI> died to leave the <HI>Son</HI> a Kingdom, the Son mu&s;t not inherit becau&s;e his Father's dead; who but &s;uch Artificers could have invented &s;uch an En|gine?
<PB N="7" REF="28">here <HI>Matchiavel</HI> does Homage. Did the <HI>King</HI> con&s;ent to violate his Father's Age? He is as far above their Que&s;tion, as they are beneath their own Ju&s;tification; endeavouring, like im|pious Sons, to do no le&s;s to the Father of their Kingdom: Who, thus oppre&s;t, is happy in his <HI>true Mi&s;eries,</HI> while they are mi&s;erable in their <HI>&s;eeming Happine&s;s,</HI> having from his princely E&s;|&s;ence, Noblene&s;s enough to create Fortitude, while they retain from their ambitious Attempts Uncertainty of Event, the Parent of Doubt and Fear. Should their Intentions move to his Ru|ine, their own Mi&s;chief would <HI>halt,</HI> till their In|tention gave it <HI>Feet</HI> to overtake them&s;elves: This cannot be unperceived, &s;ince already to avoid the ea&s;ie Yoke of &s;ingle Monarchy, they have &s;ubjugated them&s;elves to the confu&s;ed Bur|then of as many <HI>Dictates,</HI> as the divided Army hath <HI>Brigades.</HI> A Body, who&s;e Succe&s;s was enough (had they been as ingenuous as fortunate) to have inrich'd them with a Repute durable as their now in&s;eparable Infamy is like to prove; who, like the untamed <HI>Elements</HI> in the mode|rated Nature of Servants, were of u&s;e to their <HI>Employers;</HI> but their carele&s;s Ma&s;ters have &s;o long connived, that they may now change Names, being only formally what the other e&s;|&s;entially
<PB N="8" REF="29">are; to &s;peak in a Martial Phra&s;e, a <HI>Lieutenant Parliament</HI> to their <HI>General,</HI> Sir <HI>Tho|mas Fairfax,</HI> poor <HI>Pigmalions,</HI> Slaves to an Image of their own making: The Coun&s;el of War <HI>begets</HI> tho&s;e Orders in private which the <HI>Country</HI> mu&s;t <HI>Father</HI> in publick, though they en|tertain them with the Countenance of a <HI>Con&s;ta|ble</HI> when he finds a Wenche's Maiden-head lap'd up in &s;wadling <HI>Clouts</HI> in his <HI>Entry.</HI> Spight of all Contradiction, a Match mu&s;t be &s;truck between <HI>Reformation</HI> and <HI>Independency,</HI> I fear while the <HI>Nuptials</HI> are celebrating, their Brother <HI>Presbyterians</HI> (as very <HI>Centaurs</HI> as them&s;elves) will endeavour a Rape. And then, like <HI>Cad|mus</HI>'s Earth-born Enemies, tho&s;e <HI>Twin-Prodigies</HI> will by mutual Execution open a Pa&s;&s;age through their own Bowels for injured Maje&s;ty to re-a&s;cend the Throne. True Vertue is irrelative to either extream, and there is Hopes the <HI>Hou&s;e</HI> may &s;tand while <HI>two</HI> contrary <HI>Winds</HI> &s;trive to overthrow it. The <HI>Independent</HI> craftily cedes to the <HI>Presbyterian,</HI> and while he &s;eems, by ea&s;ie Compliance, to give ground, de&s;troys his Pur|&s;uer: Thus a flying <HI>Parthian</HI> &s;hoots backward. The <HI>Presbyterian,</HI> &s;ecure in his Flight, expo&s;es his Brea&s;t to the unexpected Arrow, by the carele&s;s and open management of his De&s;igns,
<PB N="9" REF="29">when both are fled or dead, the Kingdom will be without an <HI>Army.</HI> If the <HI>Presbyterian</HI> take the <HI>Cure</HI> in hand, one Poi&s;on may expel ano|ther, &s;omething mu&s;t &s;ucceed to cure the Reme|dy, el&s;e the Mi&s;t that makes <HI>Independency vani&s;h</HI> may make us <HI>wander:</HI> He that drowns in a Sea or a River, meets with an equal Ruine. The <HI>Crown</HI> we all know is at &s;take, for which the Souldiers and the States are ca&s;ting Lots, it mu&s;t fall to one of their Shares to rule; and let <HI>Ae&s;op</HI>'s Frogs beware of the <HI>Stork:</HI> Yet, who &s;o gains it &s;hall find it like <HI>Ne&s;&s;us</HI>'s Shirt, when &s;tripp'd over his Ears his <HI>Head</HI> and <HI>Quarters</HI> will follow it.</P>
<P>The <HI>Countrey</HI> in the mean time, like pretty <HI>School-Boys,</HI> puff them&s;elves out of Breath to mount tho&s;e round <HI>Bubbles;</HI> whom, while they follow with their Eye and Admiration, if their unguided Feet &s;tumble not to a further Mi&s;|chief, their be&s;t Reward &s;hall be the Lo&s;s of their Expences, and the Sight of <HI>nothing:</HI> This they begin to gue&s;s at, and would now be con|tented to be <HI>loyal,</HI> but that the Danger out-weighs their hone&s;t De&s;ires,
<Q><L>The Vulgar mo&s;t to <HI>Ce&s;ar</HI> bends,</L>
<L>Yet with their Love their Fear contends.</L></Q></P>
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<P>I could laugh to &s;ee them drink the <HI>King's Health</HI> by Signs, to the Encouragement of who&s;e Ruine, &s;o many Thou&s;ands of their <HI>peti|tionary</HI> Hands have &s;igned: A hand&s;ome Recan|tation, much like that Secret of Nature in <HI>Al|bertus Magnus,</HI> where by &s;pitting in that Fi&s;t with which you &s;truck, the Pain of the inflicted <HI>Blow</HI> &s;hall immediately cea&s;e.</P>
<P>Well, let the Hou&s;es proceed, but this by the way, &s;hould the Train take Fire, and blow up the <HI>King, Power,</HI> and <HI>Per&s;on,</HI> look upon the <HI>Series</HI> of his <HI>Progeny,</HI> and this is no Security to the <HI>Machinators,</HI> but the expected <HI>Sun,</HI> in&s;tead of &s;hining with Serenity upon the Kingdom, will become a Blazing <HI>Commet,</HI> threatning Fire and Sword. I hope better, and believe the wi&s;e&s;t of them, like expert <HI>Generals,</HI> keep their Ground until their <HI>Carriages</HI> march off: Some petty <HI>Voters</HI> that pin their Re&s;olve upon unpre|meditated Event; have not perhaps the Di&s;creti|on to perceive their own Danger or the <HI>Convey|ances</HI> of their wi&s;er Fellows. Let them con&s;i|der their Condition, and find them&s;elves mi&s;era|ble, &s;ince their whole Safety lives in the Opini|on of an <HI>hired Army;</HI> e&s;pecially when they know them&s;elves &s;o loath to pay the <HI>Hire</HI> of their own
<PB N="11" REF="30"><HI>Security:</HI> If the <HI>King</HI> may be mewed up, the Soul|dier fooled, and the Scots blandi&s;h'd till the Hou&s;es are fini&s;hed at <HI>Am&s;terdam,</HI> and the de|&s;igned <HI>Angels</HI> flown to re&s;t on the Bank beyond the Water, then all that can will skip to &s;cape the <HI>Collar.</HI> 'Tis thought this <HI>Summer</HI> will ripen the Fruit, and tho&s;e glorious <HI>Apples</HI> of <HI>Sodom</HI> drop from the Tree: If Heaven re&s;tore the <HI>Gard|ner</HI> of the <HI>Kingdom</HI> to his Charge and Care, there will be <HI>lopping</HI> and <HI>throwing</HI> into the Fire; if not, the Soil will prove too <HI>rank</HI> for a &s;ettled Peace to <HI>flouri&s;h</HI> in. From their own Sins and Diffe|rences; we derive &s;ome Hopes from the Ju&s;tice of our Cau&s;e, we &s;econd tho&s;e and the <HI>Indi&s;po&s;iti|on</HI> of the Country towards their Injunctions, gives a further Confirmation: Who, though they enjoy &s;ome Immunity in their Silence; yet, as in their own <HI>Curs</HI> their not <HI>barking</HI> is not an Ar|gument of their want of <HI>Teeth,</HI> happily they are in a <HI>Pinfold,</HI> and the hovering Army (though more like <HI>Wolves</HI> than <HI>Shepherds,</HI> awe them with a <HI>Whi&s;tle,</HI> but the Nature of tho&s;e <HI>Flocks</HI> are like that of an immured <HI>Torrent,</HI> which ha|ving once found the lea&s;t <HI>Rimula</HI> of Emi&s;&s;ion, pur&s;ues it to a perfect <HI>Enlargement.</HI> Should the <HI>North</HI> &s;ummon their <HI>Guards</HI> to an Employment,
<PB N="12" REF="31">&s;ome bold <HI>Dux Gregis</HI> or other, would lead the way, and then <HI>Ruit Vulgus.</HI></P>
<P>And now Vengeance, with a Motion &s;wift as Injury can wi&s;h (through all the <HI>Foils</HI> and <HI>Doubles</HI> of Pretence) pro&s;ecutes the guilty <HI>Game</HI> in open <HI>View:</HI> Who&s;e faint Eva&s;ions promi&s;e to Ju&s;tice a &s;udden <HI>Attach</HI> of her expected Prey. Our <HI>State-Actaeons</HI> being (by looking with too fa|miliar an Eye upon Divine Maje&s;ty) transform|ed into a <HI>Cha&s;e</HI> for their own <HI>Scotch Beagles,</HI> who know not their once <HI>Ma&s;ters</HI> in their newly a&s;|&s;umed <HI>Independent Shape.</HI> The <HI>Cavalier</HI> has been long at a <HI>Fault,</HI> but hearing the <HI>Cry</HI> renew, joyns Throats with the <HI>Covenant,</HI> a deep mouth'd <HI>Blood|hound</HI> in a loud Pur&s;uit: If the Blandi&s;hment of a <HI>Dominum cogno&s;cite ve&s;trum,</HI> in the late <HI>Declarati|on</HI> cannot prevail to a Regard, the la&s;t Act mu&s;t be like the Fall of an <HI>Eremanthean Boar</HI> to at|tempt Security by a de&s;perate U&s;e of the <HI>Tusk</HI> and <HI>Sword;</HI> the only mi&s;cheivous Means to crown the unnatural Proce&s;s with a <HI>Bruti&s;h</HI> Period. If the <HI>Scot</HI> be not too covetous to be hone&s;t, the next Scene is <HI>&s;hifting,</HI> but give me leave to doubt the Rea&s;on of their <HI>Di&s;tance</HI> to proceed from the <HI>Ta&s;te</HI> of tho&s;e <HI>Sweets,</HI> which the unwearied Vi|gilancy of our <HI>Collector</HI>'s Indu&s;try here hath &s;o of|ten made them Fellow-<HI>Sharers</HI> in; I doubt they
<PB N="13" REF="31">have the Di&s;cretion of making their Hire an In|heritance, and can, like tho&s;e,
<Q>Qui noverant &s;ecreta domus atque inde timeri;</Q> fright the <HI>Parliament</HI> when they plea&s;e into a Compliance, by the <HI>Bug-bear</HI> of <HI>advancing;</HI> their <HI>League</HI> with <HI>France,</HI> and the Sen&s;e of that Honor which they expo&s;ed in delivering up his <HI>Maje&s;ty,</HI> who fled to them for <HI>Protection,</HI> may &s;omewhat incline them to Motion: It would be as &s;trange as grateful, &s;hould tho&s;e <HI>Northern Bla&s;ts</HI> (which have hitherto breathed nothing but <HI>Barrenne&s;s</HI> and <HI>Sterility</HI> upon <HI>England</HI>) come hand in hand with our hopeful <HI>Spring.</HI></P>
<P>He that rides upon the Wings of the Wind, can (if he plea&s;e) make this <HI>Boreas</HI> a <HI>Zephire,</HI> to them a <HI>Storm</HI> that hate the <HI>King,</HI> to tho&s;e a <HI>Calmy Fanning Refre&s;hment</HI> that love him and the Peace of his <HI>Government.</HI></P>
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