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To charge us with the consequences

And though most righteously oppress'd, Of all your native insolences,

Against your wills, still acquiesc'd; That to your own imperious wills

And never humm'd and hah'd sedition, Laid Law and Gospel neck and heels;

Nor snuffled treason, nor misprision : Corrupted the Old Testament,

That is, because you never durst; To serve the New for precedent;

For, had you preach'd and pray'd your worst, T'ainend its errours and defects

Alas! you were no longer able With murder and rebellion texts ;

To raise your posse of the rabble: Of which there is not any one

One single red-coat centinel In all ihe book to sow upon;

Outcharm’d the magic of the spell, And therefore (from your tribe) the Jews

And, with his squirt-fire, could disperse Held Christian doctrine forth, and use;

Whole troops with chapter rais'd and verse: As Mahomet (your chief) began

We knew too well those tricks of yours, To mix them in the Alcoran;

To leave it ever in your powers, Denounc'd and pray'd, with fierce devotion, Or trust our safeties or undoings And bended elbows on the cushion;

To your disposing of outgoings, Stole from the beggars all your tones,

Or to your ordering Providence, And gifted mortifying groans;

One farthing's-worth of consequence. Had lights where better eyes were blind,

“ For had you power to undermine, As pigs are said to see the wind;

Or wit to carry a design, Filld Bedlam with predestination,

Or chcrespondence to trepan,
And Knightsbridge with illumination ;

Inveigle, or betray one man,
Made children, with your tones, to run for 't, There 's nothing else that intervenes,
As bad as Bloodybones or Lunsford;

And bars your zeal to use the means;
While women, great with child, miscarry'd, And therefore wondrous like, no doubt,
For being to malignants marry'd:

'To bring in kings, or keep them out: Transform'd all wives to Dalilahs,

Brave undertakers to restore, Whose husbands were not for the cause;

That could not keep yourselves in power; And turn'd the men to ten-horn'd cattle,

T'advance the interests of the crown, Because they came not out to battle ;

That wanted wit to keep your own. Made tailors' 'prentices turn heroes,

“ 'Tis true ye have (for I'd be loth For fear of being transform'd to Meroz,

To wrong you) done your parts in both, And rather forfeit their indentures,

To keep him out, and bring him in, Than not espouse the saints' adventures :

As Grace is introduc'd by Sin;
Could transubstantiate, metamorphose,

For 'twas your zealous want of sense,
And charm whole herds of beasts, like Orpheus; And sanctify'd impertinence,
Enchant the king's and church's lands,

Your carrying business in a huddle,
Tobey and follow your commands,

That forc'd our rulers to new-model, And settle on a new freehold,

Oblig'd the state to tack about, As Marcly-hill had done of old;

And turn you, root and branch, all out; Could turn the covenant, and translate

To reformado, one and all, The gospel into spoons and plate;

T' your great Croysado General: Expound upon all merchants' cashes,

Your greedy slavering to devour, And open th' intricatest places;

Before 'twas in your clutches, power; Could catechise a money-box,

That sprung

the game you were to set, And prove all pouches orthodox;

Before ve 'ad time to draw the net: Until the Cause became a Damon,

Your spite to see the church's lands And Pythias the wicked Mammon :

Divided into other hands, “ And yet, in spite of all your charms

And all your sacrilegious ventures To conjure Legion np in arms,

Laid out in tickets and debentures : And raise more devils in the rout,

Your envy to be sprinkled down, Than e'er y' were able to cast out,

By under-churches in the town, Y have been reduc'd, and by those foods

And no course us'd to stop their mouths, Bred up (you say) in your own schools,

Nor th' independents' spreading growths : Who, though but gifted at your feet,

All which consider'd, 'tis most true Have made it plain they have more wit;

None bring him in so much as you, By whom you've been so oft trepann'd,

Who have prevail'd beyond their plots, And held forth out of all command;

Their midnight juntos, and seal'd knots; Out-gifted, out-impuls'd, out-done,

'That thrive more by your zealous piques, And out-reveal'd at carryings-on;

Than all their own rash politics. Of all your dispensations worm’d;

And this way you may claim a share Out-providenc'd, and out-reform’d;

In carrying (as you brag) th' affair; Ejected out of church and state,

Else frogs and toads, that croak'd the Jews And all things but the people's hate;

From Pharaoh and his brick-kilns loose, And spirited out of th' enjoyments

And flies and mange, that set them free Of precious, edifying employments,

From task-inasters and slavery, By those who lodg'd their gifts and graces,

Were likelier to do the feat, Like better bowlers, in your places:

In any indifferent man's conceit; All which you bore with resolution,

For who e'er heard of restoration, Charg'd on th' account of persecution;

Until your thorough reformation?

That is, the king's and church's lands

And nastier in an old opinion, Were sequester'd int' other hands :

Than those who never shift their linen. For only then, and not before,

“ For true and faithful's sure to lose, Your eyes were open'd to restore;

Which way soever the game goes ; And, when the work was carrying on,

And, whether parties lose or win, Who cross'd it but yourselves alone ?

Is always nick'd, or else hedg'd in : As by a world of hints appears,

While power usurp’d, like stol’n delight, All plain, and extant, as your ears.

Is more bewitching than the right; “But first, o' th' first : The Isle of Wight And, when the times begin to alter, Will rise up, if you should deny 't,

None rise su high as from the halter. Where Henderson, and th' other masses,

“ And so may we, if we ’ave but sense Were sent to cap texts, and put cases :

To use the necessary means, To pass for deep and learned scholars,

And not your usual stratagems Although but paltry Ob and Sollers :

On one another-lights and dreams : As if th' unseasonable fools

To stand on terms as positive, Had been a coursing in the schools,

As if we did not take, but give; Until they 'ad prov'd the Devil author

Set up the covenant on crutches, O'th' Covenant, and the Canse his daughter: 'Gainst those who have us in their clutches, For, when they charg'd him with the guilt

And dream of pulling churches down, Of all the blood that had been spilt,

Before we 're sure to prop our own; They did not mean he wrought th' effusion Your constant method of proceeding, In person, like sir Pride, or Hughson;

Without the carnal means of heeding, But only those who first begun

Who, 'twixt your inward sense and outward, The quarrel were by him set on;

Are worse, than if y' had none, accoutred. And who could those be but the saints,

I grant all courses are in vain, Those reformation termagants ?

Unless we can get in again; But ere this pass'd, the wise debate

The only way that 's left us now, Spent so much time it grew too late ;

But all the difficulty 's how. For Oliver had gotten ground,

"Tis true we ’ave money, th' only power To enclose bim with his warriors round;

That all mankind falls down before; Had brought his providence about,

Money, that, like the swords of kings, And turn'd th' untimely sophists out.

Is the last reason of all things; "Nor had the Uxbridge business less

And therefore need not doubt our play Of nonsense in 't, or sottishness;

Has all advantages that way, When from a scoundrel holder-forth,

As long as men have faith to sell, The scum as well as son o'th' earth,

And meet with those that can pay well;. Your mighty senators took law,

Whose half-starv'd pride, and avarice, At his command were forc'd t' withdraw,

One church and state will not suffice, And sacrifice the peace o'th' nation

T'expose to sale, besides the wages, To doctrine, use, and application.

Of storing plagues to after ages. So when the Scots, your constant cronies,

Nor is our money less our own Th' espousers of your cause and monies,

Than 'twas before we laid it down; Who had so often, in your aid,

For 'twill return, and turn t' account, So many ways been soundly paid,

If we are brought in play upon 't, Came in at last for better ends,

Or but, by casting knaves, get in, To prove themselves your trusty friends,

What power can hinder us to win ? You basely left them, and the church

We know the arts we us'd before, They train'd you up to, in the lurch,

In peace and war, and something more, And sutler'd your own tribe of Christians

And by th' unfortunate events To fall before, as true Philistines.

Can mend our next experiments; This shows what utensils y' have been,

For when we 're taken into trust, To bring the king's concernments in ;

How easy are the wisest choust, Which is so far from being true,

Who see but th' outsides of our feats, That none but he can bring in you;

And not their secret springs and weights, And if he take you into trust,

And, while they 're busy at their ease, Will find you most exactly just,

Can carry what designs we please? Such as will punctually repay

How easy is 't to serve for agents With double interest, and betray.

To prosecute our old engagements ? “ Not that I think those pantomimes,

To keep the good old cause on foot, Who vary action with the times,

And present power from taking root; Are less ingenious in their art,

Inflame them both with false alarins Than those who dully act one part;

Of plots, and parties taking arms; Or those who turn from side to side,

To keep the nation's wounds too wide More guilty than the wind and tide.

From healing up of side to side; All countries are a wise man's home,

Profess the passionat'st concerns And so are governments to some,

For both their interests by turns, Who change them for the same intrigues

The only way t' improve our own, That statesmen use in breaking leagues ;

By dealing faithfully with none; While others in old faiths and troths

(As bowls run true, by being made Look odd, as out-of-fashion'd clothes,

On purpose false, and to be sway'd)

For if we should be true to either,

As some of us, in trusts, have made "Twould turn us out of both together;

The one hand with the other trade; And therefore have no other means

Gain'd vastly by their joint endeavour, To stand upon our own defence,

The right a thief, the left receiver; But keeping up our ancient party

And what the one, by tricks, forestallid, In, vigour, confident and hearty :

The other, by as sly, retail’d. To reconcile our late dissenters,

For gain has wonderful effects, Our brethren, though by other venters;

T'improve the factory of sects; Unite them, and their different maggots,

The rule of faith in all professions, As long and short sticks are in faggots,

And great Diana of th’ Ephesians; And make them join again as close,

Whence turning of religion 's made As when they first began t'espouse;

The means to turn and wind a trade : Erect them into separate

And though some change it for the worse, New Jewish tribes in church and state;

They put themselves into a course, To join in marriage and coinmerce,

And draw in store of customers, And only among themselves converse,

To thrive the better in commerce : And all, that are not of their mind,

For all religions flock together, Make enemies to all mankind :

Like tame and wild fowl of a feather; Take all religions in, and stickle

To nab the itches of their sects, From conclave down to conventicle;

As jades do one another's necks. Agreeing still, or disagreeing,

Hence 'tis, hypocrisy as well Accorling to the light in being;

Will serve t improve a church, as zeal; Soinetimes for liberty of conscience,

As persecution, or promotion, And spiritual misrule, in one sense ;

Do equally advance devotion. But in another quite contrary,

“ Let business, like ill watches, go As dispensations chance to vary ;

Sometime too fast, sometime too slow; And stand for, as the times will bear it,

For things in order are put out All contradictions of the spirit:

So easy, ease itself will do 't: Protect their emissaries, empower'd

But, when the feat 's design d and meant, To preach sedition and the word ;

What miracle can bar th' event? And, when they 're hamper'd by the laws,

For 'tis more easy to betray, Release the labourers for the cause,

Than ruin any other way. And turn the persecution back

“ All possible occasions start, On those that made the first attack,

The weightiest matters to divert; To keep them equally in awe

Obstruct, perplex, distract, entangle, From breaking or maintaining law:

And lay perpetual trains to wraygle; And, when they have their fits too soon,

But in affairs of less import, Before the full-tides of the Moon,

That neither do us good nor hurt, Put off their zeal ta fitter season,

And they receive as little by,
For sowing faction in and treason;

Out-fawn as much, and out-comply,
And keep them hooded, and their churches, And seem as scrupulously just,
Like hawks, from baiting on their perches,

To bait our hooks for greater trust.
That, when the blessed time shall come

But still be careful to cry down Of quitting Babylon and Rome,

All public actions, though our own; They may be ready to restore

The least miscarriage aggravate, Their own fifth monarchy once more.

And charge it all upon the state: “ Meanwhile be better arm'd to fence

Express the worrid'st detestation, Against revolts of Providence,

And pity the distracted nation; By watching narrowly, and snapping

Tell stories scandalous and false, all blind sides of it, as they happen:

l'th' proper language of cabals, For, if success could make us saints,

Where all a subtle statesman says, Our ruin turn'd us miscreants;

Is half in words, and half in face; A scandal that would fall too hard

(As Spaniards talk in dialogues Upon a few, and unprepar'd.

Of heads and shoulders, nods and shrugs) “ These are the courses we must run,

Intrust it under solemn vows Spite of our hearts, or be undone,

Of mum, and silence, and the rose, And not to stand ou terms and freaks,

To be retail'd again in whispers, Before we have secur'd our necks;

For th' easy credulous to disperse. But do our work as out of sight,

Thus far the statesman--When a shout, As stars by day, and suns by night;

Heard at a distance, put him out; All licence of the people own,

And straight another, all aghast, In opposition to the crown;

Rush'd in with equal fear and haste, And for the crown as fiercely side,

Who star'd about, as pale as death, The head and bo-,y to divide:

And, for a while, as out of breath, The end of all we first design'd,

Till, having gather'd up his wits, And all that yet remains behind.

He thus began his tale by fits : Be sure to spare no public rapine,

“ That beastly rabble—that came down On all emergencies that happen;

From all the garrets--in the town, For 'tis as easy to supplant

And stalls, and shop-boards—in vast swarms, Authority, as men in want;

With new-chalk'd bills, and rusty arms,

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To cry the cause-up, heretofore,

Now take a course more practicable, And bawl the bishops—out of door,

By laying trains to fire the rabble, Are now drawn up-in greater shoals,

And blow us up, in th' open streets, To roast—and broil us on the coals,

Disguis'd in rumps, like sambenites, And all the grandees-of our members

More like to ruin and confound, Are carbonading-on the embers;

Than all their doctrines under ground. Knights, citizens, and burgesses

“ Nor have they chosen rumps amiss, Held forth by rumps--of pigs and geese.

For symbols of state-mysteries, That serve for characters--and badges

Though some suppose 'twas but to shew To represent their personages;

How much they scorn'd the saints, the few, Each bonfire is a funeral pile,

Who, 'cause they 're wasted to the stumps, In which they roast, and scorch, and broil,

Are represented best by rumps. And every representative

But Jesuits have deeper reaches Have vow'd to roast-and broil alive.

In all their politic far-fetches, " And 'tis a miracle we are not

And from the Coptic priest Kircheruss, Already sacrific'd incarnate;

Found out this mystic way to jeer us : For while we wrangle here, and jar,

For as th’ Egyptians us’d by bees We 're grillied all at Temple-bar;

T'express their antique Ptolomies, Some, on the sign-post of an alehouse,

And by their stings, the swords they wore, Hang in effigie, on the gallows,

Held forth anthority and power; Made up of rags to personate

Because these subtle animals
Respective officers of state;

Bear all their interests in their tails,
That, henceforth, they may stand reputed, And when they 're once impair'd in that,
Proscrib'd in law, and executed,

Are banish'd their well-order'd state;
And, while the work is carrying on,

They thought all governments were best Be ready listed under Dun,

By hieroglyphic rumps exprest, That worthy patriot, once the bellows

“ For as, in bodies natural, And tinder-box of all his fellows;

The rump's the fundament of all; The activ'st member of the five,

So, in a commonwealth or realın, As well as the most primitive;

The government is call’d the helm, Who, for his faithful service then,'

With which, like vessels under sail, Is chosen for a fifth again 7 :

They 're turn'd and winded by the tail; (For since the state has made a quint

The tail, which birds and fishes steer Of generals, he's liste:l in 't)

Their courses with through sea and air, This worth as the world will say,

To whom the rudder of the rump is Is paid in specie his own way;

The same thing with the stern and compass. For, moulded to the life, in clouts

This shows how perfectly the rump They 've pick'd from dunghills hereabouts, And commonwealth in Nature jump: He's mounted on a hazel bavin,

For as a fy, that goes to bed, A cropp'd malignant baker gave them ;

Rests with his tail above his head; And to the largest bonfire riding,

So, in this mongrel state of ours, They 've masted Cook already and Pride in; The rabble are the supreme powers, On whom, in equipage and state,

That hors'd us on their backs, to show us His scarecrow fellow-members wait,

A jadish trick at last, and throw us. And march in order, two and two,

“ The learned rabbins of the Jew3 is at thanksgivings th’ usd to do,

Write, there's a bone, which they call luez, Each in a tatter'd talisman,

l'th' rump of man, of such a virtue, Like vermin in effigie slain.

No force in Nature can do hurt to; “But (what's more dreadful than the rest) And therefore, at the last great day, Those rumps are but the tail o'th' beast,

All th other members shall, they say, Set up by popish engineers,

Spring out of this, as from a seed As by the crackers plainly appears;

All sorts vegetals proceed; For none, but Jesuits, have a mission

From whence the learned sons of Art To preach the faith with ammunition,

Os sacrum justly style that part: And propagate the church with powder;

Then what can better represent, Their founder was a blown-up soldier.

Than this rump-bone, the parliament, These spiritual pioneers o'th' whore's,

That, after several rude ejections, That have the charge of all her stores,

And as prodigious resurrections, Since first they fail'd in their designs,

With new reversions of nine lives, To take-in Heaven by springing mines,

Starts up, and, like a cat, revives? And with unanswerable barrels

But now, alas ! they 're all expir'd,
Of gunpowder dispute their quarrels,

And th' house, as well as members, fir'd:
Consum'd in kennels by the ront,

With which they other fires put out; ? Sir Arthur Hazlerig, one of the five members Condemn'd tungoverning distress, of the house of commons, was impeached 1641-2; And paltry, private wretchedness; was governor of Newcastle upon Tyne, had the bishop of Durham's house, park, and manor of 8 Athanasius Kircher, a Jesuit, hath written Aukland, and 65001. in money given him. He largely on the Egyptian mystical learning. Kirkerus, died in the Tower of London, Jan. 8, 1661. in the two first editions.


Worse than the Devil to privation,

That spring, like fern, that insect weed, Beyond all hopes of restoration;

Equivocally, without seed, And parted, like the body and soul,

And bave no possible foundation, From all dominion and controu).

But merely in th' imagination ? “ We, who could lately, with a look,

And yet can do more dreadful feats Enact, establish, or revoke;

Than hags, with all their imps and teats ; Whose arbitrary nods gave law,

Make more bewitch aud haunt themselves, And frowns kept multitudes in awe;

Than all their nurseries of elves. Before the bluster of whose bust,

For Fear does things so like a witch, All hats, as in a sturm, flew off;

'Tis hard to unriddle which is which; Ador'd and bow'd to by the great,

Sets up communities of senses, Down to the footman and valet;

To chop and change intelligences; Had more bent knees than chapel-mats,

As Rosicrucian virtuosis And prayers, than the crowns of hats;

Can see with cars, and hear with poses; Shall now be scorn'd as wretchedly,

And, when they neither see nor hear, For ruin 's just as low as high ;

Have more than both supplied by fear, Which might be suffer'd, were it all

That makes them in the dark see visions, The horrour that attends our fall:

And hag themselves with apparitions, For some of us have scores more large

And, when their eyes discover least, Than beads and quarters can discharge;

Discern the subtlest objects best; And others, who, by restless scraping,

Do things not contrary alone With public frauds, and private rapine,

To th' course of Nature, but its own; Have mighty heaps of wealth amass'd,

The courage of the bravest daunt, Would gladly lay down all at last;

And turn poltroons as valiant: And, to be but undone, entail

For men as resolute appear Their vessels on perpetual jail,

With too much, as too little fear; And bless the Devil to let them farms

And, when they 're out of hopes of Aging, Of forfeit soul, on no worse terms."

Will run away from Death by dying ; This said, a near and louder shout

Or turn again to stand it out, Put all th' assembly to the rout;

And those they fled, like lions, rout. Who now began to outrun their fear,

This Hudibras had prov'd too true, As horses do, from those they bear;

Who, by the Furies left perdue, But crowded on with so much haste,

And haunted with detachments, sent Until they 'ad block'd the passage fast,

From marshal Legion's regiment, And barricadoed it with haunches

Was by a fiend, as counterfeit, Of outward men, and bulks and paunches,

Reliev'd and rescued with a cheat; That with their shoulders strore to squeeze,

When nothing but himself, and fear, And rather sare a crippled piece

Was both the imps and conjurer; Of all their crush'd and broken members,

As, by the rules o' th' virtuosi, Then have them grillied on the embers;

It follows in due form of poesie. Still pressing on with heavy packs

Disguis'd in all the masks of night, Of one another on their backs,

We left our champion on his flight, The vanguard could no longer bear

At blindman's buff, to grope his way, The charges of the forlorn rear,

In equal fear of night and day; But, borne down headlong by the rout,

Who took his dark and desperate course, Were trampled sorely under foot;

He knew no better than his horse; Yet nothing provod so formidable

And, by an unknown Devil led, As th' horrid cookery of the rabble;

(He knew as little whither) fled : And fear, that keeps all feeling out,

He never was in greater need, As lesser pains are by the gout,

Nor less capacity of speed ; Reliev'd them with a fresh supply

Disabled, both in man and beast, Of rallied force, enough to fly,

To fly and run away, his best; And beat a Tuscan running-horse,

To keep the enemy, and fear,
Whose jockey-rider is all spurs.

From equal falling on his rear.
And though with kicks and bangs he ply'd

The further and the nearer side,

(As seamen ride with all their force,

And tug as if they row'd the horse,

And, when the hackney sails most swift,
The knight and squire's prodigious fight Believe they lag, or run adrift);
To quit th' enchanted bower by night.

So, though he posted e'er so fast,
He plods to turn his amorous suit

His fear was greater than his haste:
T” a plea in law, and prosecute:

For fear, though tleeter than the wind, Repairs to counsel, to advise

Believes 't's always left behind. 'Bout managing the enterprize;

But when the Moon began t'appear,
But first resolves to try by letter,

And shift t' another scene his fear,
And one more fair address, to get her.

He found his new officious shade,

That came so timely to his aid,
Who would believe what strange bugbears

And fore'd him from the foe t'escape,
Mankind creates itself, of fears,

Had turn'd itself to Ralpho's shape

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