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Caledonias covenant, or, Ane panegyrick to the world vvherein is brieflie set doune the trew caus and occasioune of the present trubles of the kingdome of Scotland / by G. L.
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Lauder, George, b. ca. 1600.
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1641
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Wing L603; ESTC R1239
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sharpely gone to worke And had found out what euer hid did lurke Into the deapest Corners most obscure And what could not the light and touch endure As false was cast away The King surceast In wise foresight and would not haue it prest Vpon mee more when hee the danger sawe Which such an innovation on could drawe Heauen call'd him hence vnto a greater Croune And in his Chayre our Mightie CHARLES sate doune Those Sycophants empoysoning his Eares While thrusting in betuix Him and His Peeres Vbi nullus Episcopus ibi nullus Rex A damned Maxime mad Him vnderstand No Bischop then no King into a land And which was worse conspiring with the whoore Whose foule embraces wee cast off before Assisted with the Prime of Englands priests They fram'd a seruice booke my soule detests The scottish seruische booke Which I should first receaue and make the way The soules of all great Brittayne to betray For Ireland as a page must followe still And subject be vnto her conquerours will That stood against my stomacke I confesse As 't was against the treuth I did professe God rousd my conscience and did call mee up The course of poperie in the source to stop And call'd to mynd the couenant I hade made With him when I from slauerie first was fred The couenant renevved Never to return to Rome my soule did bleed When I reneend that oath my teares did plead For pittie at my prince and I besought No stranger rites might in my church be brought But all in vaine what ever I beggd ' or pray'd I was a traytour and a rebell made The proclamations That durst oppose whateuer was found good By those who in the church did what they wold All my petitions were cast back with scorne And ere my prince had seen them rent and torne Great armyes raisd by sea and land to fall At once upon mee neither durst I call To God or man for helpe and what I did Was treason still and misinterpreted The strongest forts I had for my defence For my destruction arm'd Edenburgh and Dunbartan to giue offence And make mee guiltie were with strangers clad All warrelike engines for invasion made Against mee drest yet did I not forbeare To praye and sue to those that would not heare When all that I could thinke was try'd invaine And I had still my labour for my payne Danger did threaten and at last drew neare Duns lenger Then in myne oun defenc I arm'd with feare To saue my life as nature doth allowe Nor did I passe my bounds as all men knowe Mine enemyes amazed to see mee stand Vpon my border still with sword in hand When they could not engadge mee into blood Pacification at heretick And found that I but for my freedome stood Of church and contrye vnder show of peace Betrayd mee falsely with a faynd embrace Whilst what was promisd was not truely meant Nor durst I craue for feare of discontent There maine intentions were but to beguile My rashe beleeffe and foolle mee for a while Till they could take new breath and strength againe When I had layd doune armes and fall amayne With all there might upon mee vnaware For which a fresh they Parlaments prepare In England and Ireland With monneys to suplie ther mischeefs want And ask farre more then free consent will graunt To neighbour princes I am pourtrayd blacke My cause and mee both hatefull for to make Newe thunders forg'd the King embark'd againe In priests revenge till Scotland all be slayne And Laud be pope of Brittaine t' was then time For mee whoe 's zeall to Gods house was a crime To looke about and if I could prevent The threatning Tempest which was imminent God great and iust who tries the heart and reins Is witnesse if to warre my heart enclynes Entry into England Or if I meane to England harme at all But only banishd Iustice to recall And haue Relligion sett al Libertie A Captiue handmaid late to Tyrannie Tvved sawe my Teares and knowes I did not pass His streame to prey or spoyle but that I was Constraynd in suertye to march on my way And seeke redresse for what I took to pay The reasons and cariadge of it To offer no man wrounge but freindly ayde Nor ever meant my neighbours to invade The want of justice breach of promise past Relligion slau'd and vtter ruyne last In such extreames made need a law to mee To seeke my safetie and her libertie My first encounter when I past the Tine What blood was spilt it was no fault of myne And heavens are witnes I did never intend In quiet passadge England to offend But with all loue and freindship joyntlie goe In Common cause to find the Common foe And to remoue the wicked from the King Whose malice seekes on both a scourge to bring For thoughe I spoke shee thought no lesse then I But durst not shaik the Church authoritie And rather choos'd in silence for to suffer Then have her nose and eares to be cutt off her As many had bein seru'd by th' Highe CoÌ„mission Neare cousine to the Spanishe Inquisition Newcastle found no force but sawe us freynds Balcanquell So Durrham did whose Deanes vnluckie ends A prouidence prevented and will pay His lies with there rewarde some happie day And when command to march no further came In hope of hearing I obeyd the same Till Englands Parlament should weell considder The justice of that cause that brought mee hither And well examine if I haue done well Or with hostilitie should mee expell That sacred senate hauing leaue to speake And of all state abuse the source to seeke The L. Deputie of Irland and the Archbishop of Canterbury Found in her bosome and about the Prince Those vipers whom highe treason doth convince Those factious firebrands that so falslie deale With God and King in church and common weale Shall of ther merite finde the earned meede Farre better they should then tuo nations bleed Those that haue scapt by flight to forraine lands A power shall reach which ouer all commands And giue the just reward as it is due The Scottish Bishops and other corrupted Statesmen Ther 's no protection when the heauens pursue Those monsters vnto whom I once lent birth Become my bane a scandale to the earth Though now at court a time they shelterd bee With guilty conscience for there wroungs to mee A day will come I hope when they shall finde There mischeeffs merite in the highest kinde Will CHARLES but leaue them to my Parlament Ther they shall haue deserued punishment So shall great Brittaine prosper and his raigne Bring to this isle the golden age agayne But ah my feares forbid to hope so much The Spanyshe faâ—â—ion The subtile Spanishe serpents craft is such That all our aymes houeuer well begunne Euen in the budd are presently vndone That wretched golde that farre fetchd Indian dross All our attempts and good designes doth cross Corruption is a court disease become And takes no doctors counsaill but from Rome Which neuer whollie cures the lame or blinde But alwayes there remaynes some dreggs behinde Which like the fire in ashes hid breaks out And of a sudden kindleth all about Though for a time it lye as close as dead I feare that foule infection forth shall spread Vnles it please that God by whom kings raigne To giue vs warre against both Rome and Spaine Which wee haue now iust cause to vndertake For CHARLES his sister and his nephewes sake Q. of Boheme But wee must wait with prayers on our God Who'il giue us peace at home and warre abroad Heer like the hart that panteth for the spring My soule awaits good tidings from my King My prayers are the weapons which I use That heaven will in his sacred breast infuse True wisedome that his reasons eyes may sie Through all the clouds of spyte and flatterie My upright heart the churches sore oppression And scan the trueth of euery mouths confession Reward the good rebuke the reprobate Remeed the greevances of church and state Maintayne the Gospell in its puritie Remoue false Doctors root out heresie Lay doun good lawes doe justice vnto all Curb vice without respect in great and small That those whom God hath joyn'd may vnder him And his liue happye to the end of Time This is my heartye wishe and prayer still Which heauen will heare I hope and soone fulfill To send mee home a song of joye to sing And pray for fayths defender CHARLES the King SVNT ARTIBVS ARMA DECORI FINIS
CALEDONIAS COVENANT OR ANE PANEGYRICK TO THE WORLD VVherin is brieflie set doune the trew caus and occasioune of the present trubles of the kingdome of SCOTLAND By G. L. They haue oftentimes afflicted me from my youth But they could not prevaile against me The plowers plowed vpon my backe and made long furrowes But the righteous lord hath cut the cordes of the wicked PRINTED IN THE YEAR M.DC.XLI CALEDONIAS COVENANT A PANEGYRICK TO THE WORLDE HEauens listen Earth beare Witnes Time recorde My heauy Grieffe and Speedy help affoard My soule half sunk in sad dispaire doth faint I scarce haue breath to sighe out my Complaint My moistned Eyes with weeping almost blinde And parched tounge whose Cries no pittie finde Now worne with woaes and wroungs without reliefe At last giue over hope and yeeld to Griefe Yet that the world may know my wretched Cace And where Tales runne Trueth may at length take place To all good Christians members of that head Informations and Protestations Whose Cause and Churches priviledge I plead And in whose presence heere I doe protest To haue no other ayme but peace and rest Relligions puritie the Gospels light To shine agayne through Superstitions night I heere rip up my brest that euery Eye Not bleard with Passion may my heart descrie And all unpartiall Eares may rightlie ponder The load of wroungs which I lie groaning under The Reformation When from the dauning of the Gospels day The sunne of Trueth long sett did first display His glorious beames and gild the glowing East The light so dazel'd Babels blindfold beast That like a roaring Lion mad hee ranne And cast false clouds of scorne t'ecclypst againe Yea all that worship'd it with humbled heart Of his fierce rage did finde the fierie smart The monasteries The darkned dens of Ignorance where sat Blind Heresie and bowd to knew not what To be discouered spewd there spite at heauen For feare there dwellars should from thenc be driven Rome ragd to see a Corner of the worlde Where from his thron his triple Croun was hurl'd And I was then with candle book and bell By Antichrist condemnd to lowest hell The blessed martyrs that his threats withstood And seald the glorious gospell with ther blood With heauenly courage and with constant hop Preachd Christ aboue the pardons of the pop VVishart and others burnt by Cardinal Betoune For which calld Hereticks ther liues did pay And burnd to ashes drenchd in blood did lay The Churches firme foundation which by time Did to a fayre and beauteous temple climbe When God set open the eyes of Prince and peeres And made the Gospells trumpet pierce the eares Of deafned Idoll-worshippers and call To mercy penitent beleeuers all The mist clear'd up the masse did vanishe quite At the faire sunshine of the Gospels light Then ignorance and superstition fled To hell agayne where they were hathd and bred The Cardinall once killed all his sectators vanished Proud priests that on the silly people prey'd Whil the crosse staffe abou the scepter sweyd There knauerie seen did melt away for shame And simple shepheards in there places came That was my golden age then loue and feare Of God throughout all Scotland did appeare King IAMES made the couenant and commanded all the contrye to signe it My prince a patterne of true pietie That after ages his great zeal might see To Gods pure worship with a heart vpright His subjects and himselfe did fast vnite By couenant subscriv'd and sworne with God On highest payne of heaviest plague and rod All superstition poperie heresies Episcopall authoritie Hierarchyes Will worship and what ere was then rejected As hurtfull or which had the church infected With heart and hand with life estate and might Still to withstand while they could stand and fight No prelat then presum'd before another Nor calld him lord whom office made his brother A Bishop and a bugge beare were all one And meerly names there lordships were not knoune Vntill the time great JAMES our Salomon Changd Scotland England into ALBION Q. Elzabeth ELIZA dead Sabrina Trent and Thames Fell prostrate at the feet of royale JAMES There peeres in pompe and state louwe homadge made There prelates of the church did stile him head And put themselues next him that rank to holde In Parlament and State they had of olde The gracious prince was pleasd with what hee found Nor did hee change the least thing being cround But for to make both one as was his ayme The vnion Hee laboured to make them both the same The greattest ods was in the Church indeed Which to make euen did mee much mischeeffe breed Aspiring priests pufft up with vaine ambition Tolde Him this Church was of a base Condition When euery priuat preacher durst reproue The Prince Himselfe whom God had sett aboue The reach of censure and 't would better sute The Kingdomes honor if the King would do 't To settle Bishops who should haue the Charge Of Spirituall things would Hee there power enlarge And authorise Them with his Royalle ayde Both Prince and priest should be feard and obeyd Bishops established Then first began my miserie alace And pride did from the Church Deuotion chase A jealous Aemulation streight way filled My newmade Bishops breasts who all aspired To be as great as Romes great beast in pouer And gouerne euerie state for all wer lower The mitre thoughe it brought no Monarchie Yet was an Enseigne of there Hierarchie All publicque charges of the croune and State They eyther did posses or aymed at Meluin and others who vvere banished The first scots B s. Consecrated in England took there oathes to be conforme to the Church of England mutatis mutandis Stovve Which made my Zealous Pastours to crie out Against those wolfes who closely went about To slave the church to there Imperious will Who had combind with England to fulfill All there desires to compasse there designes Wherfor they banishd all my best diuynes Emprisond silencd whilst might daunted right And Souueraignitie for them did fight The neighbour world and churche did shelter giue When persecution would nott lett them liue In peace at home Thus clad with Royale armes Transported from themselues bewitchd with Charmes Of Greatnes and that highe Triumphant state In which the Neighbour Englands Prelates sate Though great the disproportion was in all As from the shrub unto the Cedar tall My pettie priests would all be Popes at once And Basans bulls into there bulles denounce Destruction to all such as durst withstand Th' usurped pouer of Prelates in Command At the last comming of K. Iames into Scotland An. 1617. The first assault they gaue was all in vaine Ther growing pride was soon repulsd againe Though it had no intention but to bring Conformitie in Church and everie thing That England had retaynd reforming first Those errours which Rome fostered had and nurst My people wer mor