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religion_n	great_a	king_n	parliament_n	3,205	5	6.3516	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A81604	A dog's elegy, or, Rvpert's tears, for the late defeat given him at Marstonmoore, neer York, by the three renowned generalls; Alexander Earl of Leven, general of the Scottish forces, Fardinando, Lord Fairefax, and the Earle of Manchester generalls of the English Forces in the North. Where his beloved dog, named Boy, was killed by a valiant souldier, who had skill in necromancy. Likewise the strange breed of this shagg'd cavalier, whelp'd of a malignant water-witch; with all his tricks, and feats. Sad Cavaliers, Rupert invites you all that does survive, to his dogs funerall. Close-mourners are the witch, Pope, & devill, that much lament ye'r late befallen evill.	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1644 (1644)	Wing D1830; Thomason E3_17; ESTC R3732	4,316	8

sent them to Hell Mongst better Devills then themselves and well Our Dog is masterlesse Could he but frame Himself to serve the Fav'rite Buckingham This cunning slie insinuating Elfe By him would work strange wonders for himself Then doth he Plot contrive and cast about And Hell it self doth search for to finde out If any way were left he vow'd to 〈…〉 Once more to bring this land to 〈…〉 Now dies that Noble Scot who 〈…〉 s tell 'T was thy Ambition made his carcasse swell Next Prince Henry But here my Muse strikes saile A damp glide through 〈…〉 I know not unlesse some powerfull Spell Hath charm'd my head into a watery VVell Eyes weep out tears tears weep out eyes in kindnesse Since he is dead how best of all is blindnesse A Match with Spaine must now be practised VVhich soon will strike the nayle up to the head Oh now it works which makes his Holinesse Salute his hopefull Sonne with an Expresse Answer'd with so much Candor to the Chaire As if Himself of it did stand in feare The Match broak off with Spaine our Noble BOY Is yet to seek and must finde out a way By Poyson still how that O monstrous Hee More home may strike at Sacred Majestie Great Brittains KING and Europs chiefest glory Scarce parallel'd in any English Story Must with White Powder given him in his drinke Cry out on him that made his Carcasse sinke O for a Bishop now Come Little Land And usher in the Babylonish Baud This made him Metropolitan when hee Did move the Duke to goe toth' Ile of Ree Poore Rochell Ru'd it where by more then Chance England was made the scorne of conquer'd France But heaven by Felton's hand had so decreed He that shed all this blood himself should bleed Now Bishops Coaps Caps Surplices and Crosses Must needs Religion-o're these fattall Losses GODS Day must be Profan'd with Sports profane Laud White and Wren like Tyrant-Kings must Reign Monopolies impos'd and none goe free But those that lou'd the Masse and Popery Now Tips of Ears and burning fiery scarres VVere all sad Symptoms of insuing VVarres That Masse-Book unto Scotland now must trace Or else a Bloody Sword supplies the place Now doth that sur-Reverend Piece of Lust That Madam Pole cat that was never just Contrive and Plot and wrack her whoary scull Urging her Daughter to make mischief full Now Strafford's on the dismall Stage 't is hee Must Act chief part in this red Tragedie Now Harry Jemin Bristoll Digby Cott. Must all to work and see what they can Plot Now Bleeding Ireland hath by Commission Brought th' Prot'stants to a sad condition Two hundred thousand of them lately slaine The Protestant Religion to maintaine 'T is time the King now leave his Parliament Let Digby weare his Crown and give consent To raise an Army Traytors to protect And his Great Counsell utterly reject Now Prince of Robbers Duke of Plunderland This Dogs great Master hath receiv'd command To kill burne steale Ravish nay any thing And in the end to make himself a King Newcastle next Capell the Cow stealer And Hastings alias Rob-Carrier Hopton Hurry Lunsford that all doe Fight For the true Gospel and the Subjects Right On Ashton Legge and such as these doe stand The Priviledge of Parliament and Land And the Known Laws that should good men protect Upheld by Rebells that good men reiect O durum hoc Mine eyes burst out to thinke How blinde he is that can at these things winke To tell you all the pranks this Dogge hath wrought That lov'd his Master and him Bullets brought VVould but make laughter in these times of woe Or how this Curr came by his fatall blow Look on the Title page and there behold The Emblem will all this to you unfold MORRALL The VVorld's the VVitch the Dogge is the Devill And men th' Actors that have wrought this evill EPILOGUE He that can't get a peny me to buy May want a Pound and a Malignant die FINIS P. Ruperts sorrow His policie His Army Routed His Dogs Progeny The property of Witches Her Spirit The dog begotten Signs of prodigious births The dogges birth His cunning His depth of skill His first trick The great Armado Queen Elizabeth many times miraculously delivered The Popish Powder-plot The Dog turns Courtier Duke of Lenox Prince Henry The Popes letter K. James his death Canterbury ushers in popery The I le of Rue voyage The Declaration for Sports on the Sabbath-day Mr. Burton Mr. Prynne and Dr. Bastwick Scotlands piety Queen mother Traytors and papists Whe●ps of the same litter The Dogs Master These and Irish Rebells his Maiesties best Subjects