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A47275
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Flosculum poeticum poems divine and humane : panegyrical, satyrical, ironical / by P. K.
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Ker, Patrick, fl. 1691.
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1684
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Wing K338; ESTC R17623
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roar The God of Truth had muzzl'd him before Then charitable Reader write me down A Christian cros'd doth wear an endless Crown On the Memory of a Married Maid WIthin this Coffin here doth lye A Pattern of pure Chastity A Non such-sight as it is said A Wife a Widow and a Maid Whose Modesty did her restrain A Marrie'd-Virgin to remain Who willingly not by constraint Was pleas'd to live by Complement Her Youth and Beauty stil did plead Divorcement from her Maiden-head Yet Chastity did gain the cause The civil beat down Natur 's Laws I could speak more here to her praise And force beholders all to gaze But that I think her Ashes cry Hold Gentle Muse for Modesty On the death of a hopeful young Boy WIthin this little Box doth ly Ripe wisdome yet in Infancy Like Homer's Iliads in a Nut Full four score and ten here are shut In single five a Childe whose years Are written down in Characters Then Reader gaze not but behold This young old Childe as Esay told AN EPITAPH On the Brother of Heliogabolus WIthin this Tombe lyes one I can Scarce nominate a Brute or Man But yet the veritatem loqui He borrow'd partem ab atroque His Definition was a Stipes Or animal implume bipes He spent his time here in a mist A Papist yet no Atheist He liv'd by robries and oppression Whereof at Death he made Confession His fame still cry'd he liveth ill And now he 's dead against his will REGICIDA Or AN EPITAPH On the first Death and second Burial of the great Traytour and Usurper OLIVER CROMWELL ANAGRAM O Vile Cruell Worm COme Tribe of Judas and condole The rotten Ruins of old Nol. That 's frighted up without a Soul Great Britan's Butcher here doth ly Who did up from a Dung-hill fly In Treason to pro notion's sky Whence for Eclipsing Sun and Moon And aiming at a Royal Crown The King of Kings did hurle him down He was insatiate in desire And all his life time did aspire And now when dead he 's jump't up higher He cut the Church quite off at knees And set on Fire both Land and Seas And Father'd all on Gods decrees He was sworn Enemy to good A Canibal of Babels brood Did eat Men's Flesh and suck their blood In life he plagu'd us with Protection And now when dead makes Insurrection And Threatens the World with Infection The curse of Kings of Queens the bane Who did the Vniverse so stain That Earth hath spu'd him up again Then pray Historians mention not The kiss of this Iscariot But let his Memory quite rot Then Traitours tremble and give o'r To Plot your projects any more Lest that you split on treason's shore Although your Stubborn Hearts be stout In villanies yet out of doubt The King of Kings will finde you out ON DEATH Mors ultima linia rerum DEath is lif 's exit and the Porch whereby All men doe enter long Aeternity Upon the left the half-gat's open wide On right the Wicket's only lay'd aside Then stoope down low when young boldly wenter For truckling thou mayst fall before thou enter By all espoused it is still confest That the first proffer's commonly the best There are no Suiters for thy Soul but one And thou may'st dye a Foole when he 's once gone Ther 's no contentment in our Worldly joyes They puff to pride which but the Soul destroyes Then wast not time for thy time is not long Lest Death prevent thy lovely Marriage-Song He 's blest who Sings back from Mount-Zion high Death wher 's thy Sting Grave wher 's thy Victory A POEM On The STATUE ROYAL Erected in the Center of the EXCHANGE of LONDON TEll me no more how Memnon's Statue stood Which but by hear-say sounded forth aloud Nor of that Golden Artificial Head Which prattl'd Nonsense by Albertus made Nor of that fluttering Dove that flew amain To welcome Julius and rerurn'd again These are but Fopp'ries here 's a Demonstration Which to a greater Caesar hath Relation A stately Statue elivate on high T' immortalize our CHARLES his Memory This is a Merchant's Mite which doth but show What Faithful Summe this City doth him owe. Then Loyal London keep before thine eye This as the Center of thy Gravity That frowning Tempests from the Royal Skie May neither beat nor break thy Loyalty From him this represents but still endure Like Marble and like Alablaster pure Unspotted that all Forreigners may see This Chirogliphick of Fidelitie FINIS THE Description of a LIE AND The Character of a LIAR A LIE is of an antient Extract and deduceth its Pedegree from the Old Serpent It was the first seed of Apostacy which out of Malice and Envy the Wicked One did sow in the Garden of Eden to choak the lovely Flower of Innocence and blast the Blossoms of the Tree of Life It is the Root of all Evil and the Father of Vnbelief the Corruption of Nature the Overthrow of Grace the Ruin of the World and breeder of Enmity 'twixt God and Man There is no Sin more opposite to the Nature of God for Truth being his Essential Prerogative Royal he can no more endure a Lie than Ice can endure heat In the whole Scriptures I read not of one gracious Promise to a Resolute Liar Yea it is said Isa 63.8 Surely they are my People Childring that will not Lie So he was their Saviour And when in Rev. 21.8 a Climax or Series of Wicked Sinners are reckoned up Liars are plac'd in the highest rank and degree and have a more absolute Sentence then all their followers For it is said And ALL LIARS shall have their part in the Lake which burneth c. And as it was the first of Sins so it is the last that is spoke against For it is said in the same Chap. Vers 27. That in no wise any thing that defileth nor worketh Abomination or maketh a LIE shall enter the New Jerusalem The Devil was a Liar from the Beginning the first of all Sinners that had his being from God but his being such of himself For after his Lying and saying that which was void of Truth and casting the aspersion of untrue on God himself Gen. 3.4 The Lord took from him his Mercy Glory and Goodness and then as by taking away Light Darkness cometh from an Angel of Light he became a Devil of Darkness Thus being but a Privation neither Created Made nor brought forth he is termed a God God of the World of Apostates and Lord over all the Children of Pride The Sorceries of the Son of Perdition are termed lying wonders and the greatest stumbling-block which is cast in the way of Self-conceited Stiff-necked Unbelievers is Delusion to seduce them to believe a Lie Thess 2.11 An Antidote may be provided against all Sins but this none can oppose If the Tongue as the Apostle James saith be set on the fire of Hell sure Lies must be the sparkes which fly from thence