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The Convert Scot and apostate English
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1681
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THE Convert SCOT AND Apostate English 1. CLeveland thy Ashes sure will Rise The Scots are Proselites become Here were those Rebels in Disguise And now thou wouldst reverse their Doom 2. 'T was our Fanatick Presbyter The Devils Factors made the Plot By them misled the Scots did Erre Which then thou call'dst Apostrate Scot. 3. The Proverb From the North no Good Is now turn'd South where Perjur'd Slaves Swear us to Gaols and in a Flood of Butchery scarce give us Graves 4. The Damned Crew of Angels Fall Whose Pride first mov'd them to Rebel But You Incarnate worst of all Through Malice God and Man would Sell. 5. Devil to Devils all were True But Man to Man no Thought can reach Nature would cease to be if You Might cut off all you would Impeach 6. The Laws constructiondoth lye In Judges Breasts the Letter Kills Justice such Evidence throws by Whose Lives are Infamous for Ills. 7. There 's seven of them and seven more Have Covenanted all with Hell To make seven Deadly Sins their Whore None ever knew her half so well 8. These Villains charge themselves with Crimes They have not done Damn'd Policy That what they Swear at other Times May be Believ'd though Perjury 9. To which a Pardon being had Then Hang who e're they will Accuse And make the Raging Rabble mad When any man for Justice Sues 10. Reason is Witchcraft or else why Can any man of Sense believe Such Basket-Crew e're came so nigh To Courts and Councils to deceive 11. Commissions Armies Fleets and France All this Intrigue discover'd by O B D D and P Who can believe so strange a Lye 12. Did ever men Sell their belief To Gaols and Pillories who yet Gives Credit to a Common Thief Or Branded Rogue on mischief set 13. Plague of the Innocent the Nations Curse The hand of Heaven will cut down Since God made Man none ever worse Pretended yet to save a Crown 14. But these the Vulgar Hireling Slaves The Bashaws use to storm their Works And raise themselves upon their Graves Such are our English Nobles Turks 15. Justice awake Scroggs sit thou fast Thou wert o'r-rul'd by Perjuries But Langhorn's Case urges thy hast To cleer Fair Truth from Forgeries 16. Now Undeceived be Just and Bold You dare enough do then as well And growing Good as you grow Old Ages to come your Justice tell 17. Our Laws are founded or should be On Laws of God Who never Kill When they can Save and yet you see How Blood of Innocents we Spill 18. The Law Condemns a Priest to Die But Supream Law commands them so That for their Lives they must not Flie One of the two they must forego 19. Our Faith in many points agree Our Birth-rights we may claim of old What is it then to any he If Ancient Verity I hold 20. Likely You Erre for upward look What Ages past believed as I And nearer to the Spring the Brook Far distant doth in Puddles die If at the Fount I Drink or Wash The Christal Spring hath us'd no dash 21. Hath Charity deserv'd to Die Our Saviour Suffered for that We sometimes Kill an Enemy Not Murther Friends for none knows what 22. Our Laws receive their force from Power And the Offenders Forfeit Life Here 't is where Law doth Law devour And why such Law would end the Strife 23. Men long in Peace deserving well From King and Country now surpriz'd And Charg'd with Crimes no Age can tell But those who have this Plot devis'd 24. Now worthy Scroggs your Brethren too Unbyass'd let your Judgments fall We dare the World what they can do May we have Justice when we call 25. O! Cleavland hadst thou lived this Age Thou couldst not Write unless to Lie For none but Devils Tredd our Stage Where speaking Truth you surely Die For publick Good or Popery 26. A King to Govern or else none A Linsey-woolsey Government 'T is Rabble-property they owne And say 't is Law or so 't is meanâ— 27. They stalk with one Ambitions Fool Affecting Popularity Make use of Him as a Close-stool First fill Him up then throw Him by 28. The Monster Mobile then Roars Prepar'd by ' th Mountebank of State Wee 'l have no Fools nor Sons of Whores A Commonwealth shall end their Date 29. Nor King nor Parliament nor Laws Kill all Pretenders to the Crown Nor Lords nor Bishops those py'd Daws With all Adherents shall go down 30. Then up go we wee 'l share the Land Too long they have usurp'd our Right And now by turns wee 'l all Command And show the World our last New-light 31. Are we not good as Fisher-men Our Hogon-Mogon Neighbours now They were call'd Traytors and what then Their King that was now them allow 32. They did Reform it thriv'd So good God did intend what they should be They were inforc'd to let some Blood As We to purge Idolatry 33. Your Elders Laws have that vast scope Preliminary to all Power Each in his Parish would be Pope Like Baal's Priests all things Devour 34. These are your Saintships Rules of State And Lucifer hath Lectur'd you All above you ye Deadly hate And would not God should have his due 35. Must still the Van Religion Led on by Lies and false pretence Bring up the Rear Rebellion And blind our Reason without Sense 36. Set up an Idol-Parliament Which with False Worship men adore As if Religion were meant The House of Commons Common-whore 37. The slights of Hocus not so plain Though Cheat our sight yet none believe But Hocus still he doth remain Through fine Conveyance in his Sleeve 38. Thus Captain Sathan leads you on Your Pride and Malice makes you Swell Then Captain leaves ye all alone You 'l find the way your selves to Hell 39. Damn'd Hypocrites Rebellious Race In Power Impudent and Bold Pale Whining Cowards Face to Face Your God and Hopes lyes in your Gold 40. Short-sighted Fools can your base Coin Corrupt that God who Kings protects Or suffer you to break that Line Which he hath made and still directs 41. 'T is not to cast down Popery But by your Counterfeited Zeal To raise New-Englands Anarchy Devolving to a Commonweal 42. Too long on Caterpillers I Digression make but now to Men Whose Honour in Antiquity Deserves to be reviv'd again 43. Religion early there Imbrac'd By Race of Kings Christians bold Brave men at Arms and not debas'd And now this Age revives the Old 44. How Sweet blows the Northern Air Dispelling Mists and no Clouds there The Rebel Covenant washed Fair No thoughts against Apparent Heir 45. Brave Scots go on a Braver man Ne're wanted yet Protection Then our Great Duke of York what can But this Merit Oblivion All that is past of Guilty fact Lies buried here in this one Act. 46. None live Unblemish'd or who not deceiv'd Who ever Trusts unhappily May erre If none must be believ'd We must forsake Society 47. Frailties to all men are allow'd We Plume not here on Angels Wings The weak or fearful in a Cloud Cannot distinguish best of Things 49. Repentance wipes out Blackest Spots If ye relapse y' are sick to death Be henceforth call'd the Convert-Scots This Covenant sign now with your Breath 50. A Glorious occasion now Courts ye with opportunity Let after-ages say of you When all men fail'd us you stood by 51. Your King your Country all their Friends now need your Duty and your Love Bravely appear and make amends Let 's Hand in Hand together move 52. Down with your Kirk-Roost Curb them so They cannot hurt take Sword in Hand Defend your King from Inbred Foe And York Conduct you in Command 53. The Law of Nature binds Mankind And that Religion is true To give and take with equal mind To God and Caesar what is due 54. Rouse then Brave men let the World see What you dare do for Royal Blood Your Lives and Country are not free ' Less you maintain Monarchy Good 54. But if ye fail all Good mens Curse On you and your Posterity May ye be Slaves and what is worse Beg Bread of your Presbytery A Postscript upon the D. of Y's Return to Scotland NOw York again Shines in your Sphere A Constant Day-light true born Son Which doth forebode a Happy Year Now finish what you have begun 2. If your wild Spiritists possest With Hellish Principles Rebel And against Legal Power protest Send them the shortest way to Hell 3. For speedy Justice in a Storm And Mutiny more Souls doth Save Then slow Proceeding by Laws Form Lost time a Master 's made a Slave 4. Examples made to terrifie Makes men consider what they do Where no Reprieve is but must Die Men are unapt t' engage that Foe 5. Let your Great Council make an Act And by that Act all Subjects Bind To take an Oath or else be Rackt Till the Succession they have Sign'd 6. Our Lofty Shrubbs rais'd by the King That on his Seat Justice Out-face Must tumble down that no such thing Be ever named but with Disgrace 7. Ingrateful Brutes baser then Slaves The fallen Angels is your sin Who for your Makers do dig Graves But in those Pits your selves fall in 8. Foolish Achitophels his Fate Follows your Steps and you must Die For the same Cause and at the Gate Where Treason 's joyn'd with Perjury 9. The Protestant Religion Is the false cry and common Cheat Of all your Atheism who have none Nor will till brought to Judgment Seat 10. There by Confession purge your Guilt Mercy may meet you at the Stage Tell Godfrey 's Death and what Bloods Spilt By your Designs and peoples Rage 11. Then not till then three Kingdoms may In Unity give Praise to God And all good men rejoyce and say Charles's Scepter is like Aarons Rod. 12. Then all True Subjects will obey The wild Fanaticks will Conform Then all the World with us will say God Sav'd us in a mighty Storm 13. If you deny all thinking Men Conclude an Arbitrary Power Design'd by You to save you when Y' are no where Safe but in the Tower London Printed for A. B. 1681.