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A51586 Symplegades antrum, or The rumpant story impartially relating their tyrannical dealings, and clymacterical downfall. Together with a congratulation of his most sacred Majesty in his most happy reign. By John Mullinax Dr. in Physick. Mullinax, John. 1660 (1660) Wing M3058B; ESTC R213888 26,024 62

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France Prince C●n●y Cardinal and King At wars the Cardinal owns the Rumpish thing ' Gainst Calling and Religion of Rome What policy is there wee cannot doom They here make peace forsake their Princely friends Mazarine's back Game yet God hath secret ends To make our Charls the Protestants Protector And of Romes fallacy the Grand Rejector How many seals were broke Treason committing Each one the others knavery out witting The Rumps Grand breeches were of Nols devising By them set up hee sees himself uprising Nol fasts and prayes whiles they to pass did bring His black designs ' gainst Gospel Law and King God hates the Traitor and the Treason too Consulted wickedness will it self undo Those Task-masters exacted Brick and Straw Pretend Religion and yet break the Law The Armies Agitators still did mock At three Grand Pees the which they said did lock England in slavery against which they cry Popery Praelacy and Presbytery But three Grand l's have far a worser sting Jannisaries the Great Turk strangling Jesuites by Popish Figs Kings poysoning Independents their own Kings Head off chopping From such Good Lord deliver us wee pray And Charls our Soveraign King both night and day Kings-Arms i' th' Churches made the people pray For Charles whose Father they did lately stay I' th' Courts i' th' Ships Exchange his Picture down His power and state they take and sell the Crown What hurt 's i' th' Armes but that by them remembring Wee pray'd for Blessed Charls his Sons returning Both Root and Branch and Name this Rump out flings And war 's proclaim'd ' gainst Charls the best of Kings The higher that they soar the lower falling Tyrants at last God to account is calling How many for their own base Interest Did serve this Rump for gain others opprest Some suffered still waiting this blessed day For which all loyal hearts did sing and pray Beggars to Lordships came serving this Rump But into Raggs they 'l change their Velvet Jump Set such on horse-back proudly will they ride Till Power and Law and States they all bestride But now they stink it 's just this Rumpish State In twelve sad years stould have a Rumpish fate Those lewd pretences that the Rump did bring The people cry they said go kill your King All 's done by Providence they still did say Are now prov'd lyes God save the King wee pray Wee bless Just Providence that in wisdome Ruling To th' best of blessings chang'd these Changlings doing Let 's ever bless our Gracious God most wise That hath brought home the just light of our eyes God's just in all Traitors by Treason judging The Rumpish Army ' gainst the Rump still grudging Of such base Compounds were this Rumpish Power Which made themselves themselves for to devour Nothing contents that Army proud success Did make them bold they scorn'd for to address They never thought of change dream'd here to dwell Sure made a Covenant with Death and Hell Widdows and Fatherless pray'd that they might sing A Welcome-home to Charls our Lord the King Such were the keepers of our Liberties Knaves still invisible grounds of miseries Sans mercy and ' gainst Law they Tried our King His Queen they banisht and that Princely thing And all the rest by Treason still kept from us ' Gainst Oaths and Covenant and Great Nolls Grand Promise The Army still did change all Government Their souls did still to Judgement them present But Noll hee cheats them all chief Rule intending And still Religion Law in his pretending Traitors turn'd out God's just his Judgements rare Of the next Change my Muse will now declare First Noll that jugling Saint them out did fling A brave Grand Rebel an Hypocrite mocking Souldier enough successful bold and daring A politick Nose ambitious no man fearing Sans Legal Writs hee pricks a Parliament Call'd Bare-bones Juncto these must represent The people who never did them call Or Power give by these Noll seeks for all They vote themselves a Parlament because Under that title they might break the Laws Sects bad enough Compounds of all together Spoil Marriage-Rites some went they knew not whither The Marriage-knot to tye yet these not fitting Nolls secret ends hee takes them off from sitting Noll and his Cubs do cry they 're false pretending That they when hee our property was rending Then lifts up hands and eyes and by lay preaching And falser prayers his Saints and Souldiers cheating But something else did in the bottome lye That Juncto's wisdome could not this descry A single person something like a King Nolls craft and crew and power to pass did bring Protector or Projector rather levelling All to his lusts a while sits proudly revelling The Feather in his Cap the Title King Hee calls and yet the Power still usurping Five years hee rul'd not reign'd himself protecting By Power and Sword all lust men else rejecting In his own craft God still was him defeating Hee would and would not so hee liv'd by cheating Calls three Mock-Parlaments breaks up the thing Of his own m●king cause hee would bee King A pack of knaves were some some could not give Up our Grand Laws whiles Charls his Son did live Nolls fit to rule but no just Title having Makes him unjust and made him alwaies craving Of all Religions that made for his supporting Made all opinions stirrup his usurping A Coach-box favour God him once was giving On Michaelmas day to change his wicked living State Secretary in the Coach doth sit Protector in the Coach box where 's his wit Sometimes such frollicks mad into his brain Were whymsied by his spirit or his Train But this one Act was like their Actions all One draws another now Noll gets the fall Yet God had mercy though that Noll had none Noll had some virtues mercy hee lackt alone One of his three Mock-Parlaments was sitting When as their Head at the horse heels was flitting Some part o' th' Army Nol abroad doth send For Gold to Hispaniola keeps to mend The rest worms Lambert out and others trembling Obey yet most do hate his base dissembling His Major Generals Semi-dragons sting The Land Nols Bashaws then deserv'd the string For moneys sake the Jews he in would bring Cause they fore him had murder'd Christ their King He then pleads for the Jews the Scripture Text For their Conversion though with his own he 's vext He doth Divines call up from severall places To colour that design his Chaplains faces Are not so braz'd as his he turns the Jew He gets the Gold and then forsakes that crew Still mony lacks for that his conscience bends His power and sword and valor thereto tends It must be had if that the Gods deny The Acheron hee 'l force and Devils try Makes Churches stables a Sacrilegious thing This was the Reformation Nol did bring Brave man where doth thy spirit sadly rumble How in this world did thy aspirings tumble Things upside down Valour with Counsel swayd Is good
heads and sing A Palinode recanting every thing Some their oppressed stomacks up would bring Cause now 's the time God's judging for the King Whose blood they shed Lands bought broke the hedg Of Government God give them mercy on the Sledge His friends triumph his foes their hands do wring The Papists mourn the Sects are sad trembling Rebels Regicides now may have their swing True Subjects cry we hate proud Levelling The people they their Parlaments are chusing Most Rumpish men the people still refusing The bent and strength voyce o th' Nation sing Chuse such a Parlament that may bring our King God orders Providence for the self-same thing Monke with the Parlament our Charls doth bring Foul poysonous Serpents and that Rumpish sting That pickt our purse and suckt our blood forcing Subjection by that proud and bloody thing Are all afraid o th' Parlaments sitting Why should Free Parlament such terrour bring But Conscience guilt into their souls did fling State-cheaters base and all base Treasurers cry We must cast up account before we dye We Houses bought and built and purchast Land Then for a cipher now they 'l a figure stand God's just at last though some years suffering sin The wickeds reck'ning day it will come in The Rump's thrice roasted if we can repent Our sad and black account we may prevent Gods time is best to which we all subscribe All faithfull Subjects and true Levies Tribe We often pray'd and sigh'd and groan'd to see Our God take off Egyptian misery When shall our Moses come and Aarons too To judge these Traitors and our snares undo Was ever people thus opprest blest God Wee murmure not at thy Divine blest Rod But pray'd for justice and for King and Laws That might throw down this stinking sinking cause Grudge not at Pharaohs or th' Egyptians Plush God did preserve us in the burning bush As all the plagues in that Grand Rump did share So all our blessings in this settling are Bless God that did our Princes all preserve From dangers great at home abroad to serve Him in their Generations holy just To rule by Law and not by will and must Gods blessed Providence ruling here and there Protects the just and innocent every where Say no man did it but the King of Kings To fit them for most glorious blessed things The Rump is burnt the Tragedy is ending God bless King Charls for stil his Faith 's defending So let his enemies perish all wee sing God hath brought home our Soveraign Lord the King Religion's come with Laws and Liberty Peace plenty Justice and Prosperity King Charls his glory now doth fully shine In this our Charls and in the blessed Trine Our Rampant Lion's come whom but to name 'S joy to his friends and to his foes their shame And with him those two Royal Gracious Springs Of Mercy Truth and Peace and all blessings My Muse is weary of this Rumpish story Only refresht to sing King Charls his glory If any take offence it is because They 're guilty of the wrong to King and Laws To sing King Charls his welcome Heaven inspire My chearful Muse and kindle all her fire Amen and Amen AN HUMBLE ELOGIVM and Joyfull Acclamation FOR The Welcome home of our Soveraign Lord the KING CHARLS By the Grace of God King of England Scotland France Ireland Defender of the Antient Catholick Apostolick Protestant Faith which was professed by the Antient Primitive Church Sealed with the blood of many Kings and Princes Nobles and Bishops and other Faithful Saints Crowned with the glory of Martyrdome And who is in all Causes and over all Persons as well Ecclesiastical as Civil next and immediatly under Christ supreme Governour in these his Majesties Realms and Dominions Nunquam libertas Gratior extat Quam sub Rege pio Regis ad exemplum 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 PYerian Sisters sacred three times three Olympick Joves most Royal Progeny You that frequent the Heliconian Spring And on Parnassus Hill do sit and sing Send down a quil from Angel Gabriels wing To write the welcome home of Charls our King Assist me now with your Seraphick skill Englands most joyfull Triumph to fulfill How all things did concur from Heavens high To wait upon great Charls his Majesty I' th' Heavens above the glorious Angels sing I' th' air the birds with joy exalt the wing The winds blew fair the seas were calm each thing Joy'd here below ith'earths most peacefull spring Blest May King Charls his month hence flourishing Then born then own'd and then proclaimed King Thus Heavens air seas and earth ships loyalling All strive to kisse the hand now royalling All in their order and in their nature bring A joyfull welcome home to Charls our King The Lords and Commons sit our gracious King Prevents them all his mercy offering A gracious pardon like God himself forgiving The greatest sinners that were ever living If they repent return his Goodness leading The Parlament to think on waies of healing Most blessed letters and blest Proclamation That ever came unto a troubled nation Mercy it from the God of mercy springs It makes men like unto the King of Kings That wondrous star that at his birth did shine One thousand six hundred thirty Mays twenty nine Gods Sabbaths eve did then unite in bloud All Europes princely families great and good In this blest Prince great British Majesty And also the great Saxon royalty Both Danes and Normans race that German Prince Elector Palatine increast his glory hence Swede Pole and most of Christian Princes doe Acknowledge their Alliance him unto This on the Fathers side is wondrous glory For this Great Charls who now 's the whole worlds story The Spanish Austrian on the Mothers side Burbones of France they herein sweetly glide The Medices of Florence they come in And now the Prime of Aurange more than bin These with our Roses Lillies do entwine Which make King Charls his welcome more Divine Englands great splendor that frees us from oppressing Christs Faith's defender and so Gods gracious blessing One thousand six hundred and thirtieth year Mayes twenty nine the stars type doth appear Last Tuesday in each month hee fasts retiring Consults with God and all his waies admiring First Tuesday in this May hee 's own'd as King By th' Parlament a blessed happy thing Next Tuesday in this May proclaim'd our King Both Parlament and City flourishing Last Tuesday nine and twentieth of this May Our glorious King appears his own Birth-day For one black Tuesday three are very clear All welcoming King Charls his coming here The Winds thought it their Honour for to come And blow King Charls and his Royal Brothers home From Hollands Hague the Seas rejoyc'd much more To bring our King and Princes to our shore Brave Mountagues great Ships are now turn'd Royal For why King Charls hath made them truly loyal He 's come he 's come the doubling ecchoes cry Dovers white