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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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is Power and who may say unto him what dost thou Chap. 10. Vers 20. Curse not the King no not in thy Thought c. Job 34.18 Is it fit to say to a King thou art Wicked and to Princes ye are Vngodly BEtray'd by Tumults to a Bloody War And now Arreign'd at black Rebellion's Bar Where Lawless Law-pretending Traytors plead Religiously both for my Crown and Head Yet they to me the Priviledge deny To speak one Word my self to justify Is England's King become a home-born Slave Both Life and Liberty to Beg and Crave From those Blood-sucking Rebels who proceeds From open Traytors unto Regicides Is this the fate of Kings what then must be The just revenge of those who murther me If Reason Law Religion this allow To me their King what dare injustice do To these few Loyal Subjects who have stood With me in Tumults to the Knees in Blood Unhappy Nation thrice that dost not know This Visitation day and dismal blow Yet in my rigid Fate I 'll Kiss the Rod Submitting all in Patience to my God Without who 's Providence there is not found A Lark or Sparrow falling to the ground Then since all beings bow at thy Command Take Head and Heart and Crown into thine Hand Since thou my Friends removed hast from me My Counsellor Lord and my Safe-guard be If thou thy Power and Presence me bequeath I shall be more than Conqueror in death Though Faith be flown and Truth hath taken wings Let me prove Faithful to the KING of KINGS A Reflection on the Arreigument OF King Charles the First HEre lyes Treason in a Trap Rebellion did commit a rape On Loyalty and Traytours bring The Brat of Treason to the King To Father the Hop-gobling Elf Of Treachery against Himself Then Sophister you plainly lie Quae malum cannot appeti But it is true as it is said A Crown is of a Cob-web made In memoriam Caroli primi docollati Regis Magnae Brittanniae Franciae et Hiberniae c. CAROLUS REX anagramma Cras cro Lux. Ut CeCIDIt CaroLUs CasU praeCIsUs atroCI Cras LUX In CoeL ois ClarIor InqUIt ero Englished thus When Charles did fall And brake us all Struck through with fatal Sorrow He said I see That I shall be A Star in Heaven to morrow An Elegy On the Murther and Martyrdome of CHARLES the First King of Great Brittain c. 'T Is said late times and Ages could but bring Two names of good Kings graven in a Ring-three But CHARLES the Great and Good augments them And leaves the World a new TRIUMVIRI A Black Swan sure a KING that did excel All Learned Subjects under him did dwell In his Dominions what could be the cause ' Gainst Wisdom Knowledge Reason Natur 's Laws Great Brittain slew it self and Murthered It's greatest Honour and cut off it's Head Religion kill'd the CHURCH and LAW did fall And LOYALTY did tax the Crown for all Great Brittain's Blush rigidity of Fate Revenge without the meanest cause of hate A Pious King and Master of such Reason And Murthered Martyr guilty of High Treason ' Gainst whom I cannot tell in Love or Hate Nor no Man else but say it was his Fate What Contradictions and Enigmaes lye Within the Riddle of this Cruelty But by past Ages tell me if ye saw KINGS clear'd by Justice and condemn'd by Law What Law Rebellion only that dare bring Objections in against a Lawful KING But ther 's no need in such Self-murdering Treason To knock down Comradictions by sound Reason On the same HEre lyes Ashes pure and just More pretious than the Guiny-dust Our CHARLES that was both Good and Great Whom Envy murder'd in despite Cause his Perfections did appeal The World to show his Parallel The cruel Draco ne'r did bring A Law to Murther any KING But here s a Madness made of Must Which Rebels only own as Just In Brittain Great he once did Reign Both King and States-Man and Divine But here his great Crime only stood He was o'rballenc'd with too good But dying Martyr now we see Non ultra in Humanitie Then Traytour tell me if you can Though two parts Pruit and third part Man Was ever such a passage seen Since Pilate pester'd Palesteen On the same COuld Ashes speak or Dust prove Eloquent Dead Bones would cry and Martyrs wou'd lament This dismal Darkness which did blind our Eyes Which Law conceals and History denies This doleful Tragedy may let us see That God's Perntissive sometimes in decree That Men may know that he can bring to pass Wisely his work from Satan's Wickedness E'en so he from this Super-Treason brings True Loyalty to all succeeding Kings This Bloody Brutish blow may well detect What Treason is and break Rebellion's Neck For though 't is mask'd up in a smiling dress This turns it up and showes it's Nakedness A Babel's Brat Engraven with disgrace A Regicide with a Religious face Here 's REPUGNANTIA real or at least Hirco-Cervus or such another beast A show of Law which such sine tricks contains Can cut off Kings and break the hearts of Queens Great Brittain's MONARCH speechless here doth lye But cryes aloud the Nation 's Treachery His very Name foretold his future state By Anagram Cras ero Lux by Fare Which Divine Providence to him foretold The day before he Suffer'd to uphold Him in his Death though some ambitious Men Usurp the Glory to their pedling Pen. His Kingdom was his Cross which now doth burn And melts all Loyal hearts to Sigh and Mourn He famous was in Life and Death yet I Could wish his Life to live his Death to die CHARLES STUART Anagram THUS A CLEAR STAR did only set not die Parenthisiz'd not ended Monarchy King CHARLES the Second in the Oak PRetending Salus Populi To be Suprema LEX Here CAROLUS was forc'd to fly When Murdered was REX Arbor honoretur Cujus nos Umbra tuetur Heb. 5.8 Although he was the Son yet did he learn Patience by Suffering BEhold and See Upon this Tree The tastless Fruit of Treason Whereby we know That here below Is little Truth or Reason There 's nothing sure That doth endure By Fate or Chance choose either Here sits upon This Wooden Throne Both KING and PRINCE yet neither Loe every Bough That here doth grow Make hast they know not whether And envelop Upon his Top To Crown him altogether Each Leaf I 'll name A Diadem O Cruel English Nation These trifles be More true than thee Loe here 's a Demonstration Then Brittain Great This Emblem write And grave it on thy Nature That henceforth thou May still prove true And never play the Traytour On the Return of CHARLES the Second King of Great Brittain France and Ireland c. Psal 126.1 When the Lord turned again the Captivity of Zion we were like them that Dream WHen I cast up our by past Miscries And set our Floods of Blood before mine eyes And then behold our
answereth my Command Thou shalt have me without a sting Can make the Dead Rivive and Sing Content in heart like any King And what I give I give it free All beings do belong to me Non entities I call to be When thou was 't Sin and Satan's slave I suffered Death thy Life to save And ransom'd poor thee from the Grave I have the Host of Hell withstood I Purifi'd thee with my Blood And this I did all for thy good And now lest Sorrow on the sease I 'm come to give thee if thou please Sweet rest instead of sensual ease Thou shalt have earnest in this Life I 'll be thy Husband thou my Wife I 'll keep thee in the day of strife Soul Put I 'm afraid my Faith decay And if I faint and fall away Then ther 's no after time to Pray Shepherd I 'll love thee freely and I 'll cure All thy â—ack slidings keep thee sure As long as life-time doth endure I 'll tie and draw the up above With three-sold Cord Faith Hope and Love And keep thee spotless like a DOVE I have a way the Lyon's paw Ne'r trac'd in strength of common Law Nor Valtur's eye yet ever saw Then follow me and do not budge The stroak of Justice never grudge I 'll be thy Advocate and Judge I by my Spirit will repell The Devils who are the gates of Hell And thou with me shalt ever dwell I 'll Pilot thee unto that shoar Where neither Sea nor Billowes roar Nor Satan gives a broad side more To Heaven of Heavens I will thee bring Thou shalt be Subject I 'll be KING Where thou shalt never sigh but sing My Face for Beauty thou shalt see For Riches Pearl I 'll give to thee And for my Cross thy Crown I 'll be Ther 's ever Light and wholesome Air For Food and Rayment take no care 'T is alwayes Spring no Winter there Then ha'st thou Wife or ha'st thou none Bring Company or come abone Unto thy Host it is all one Ther 's Roomes enough none needs to pry They 'r neatly hung the fabrick's high But none comes in that makes a lie Soul I rise I come I run I flyâ— My dearest Idol I deny I 'll follow thee untill I die If to the exit of my Breath Thy Power Spirit thou bequeath I shall endure the sharpest Death PROMOTION Esther 7.9 And the King said hang him thereon PROMOTION is the Pinacle from whence Pride breakes the neck of a good Conscience A tot'ring Piramid of guilded Sorrow That 's built to day thrown quite down to morrow For 't is th' ambitious Man's Eye-soar to see One great and himself unadvanc'd to be Then leave the Court and learn at home to dwell Lest that you end like wise Achitophel To a great Oppressour Prov. 22.16 He that Oppresseth the Poor to increase his Riches and he that giveth to the Rich shall surely come to want IF I should a 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 hold As did Pithagor aâ— I likewise would By Consequence affirm and prove it too That Nero's Ghost inhabited in you Except in this you differ much from him That he was good in his Quinquennium But you are Ill and ever â—ave been so A Basuisk when in your Embrio Poor Men and Beggars you may freely kill Because you make as many as you will On the Q. M. REligion in a twilight-skie Of wandering dark Apostacy The Vniverse survey'd to find Devotion in a sincere mind And with a serious look did spy Our Queen 's unspotted Majesty Whose Orb of Vertue up did rear Above a Vicious Hymisphere And coming near unto her Face To add a gale unto her Grace She from the World secure in Sin Rose up and took Religion in Where like a Lamp in flaming Zeal It burns without a parallel For if a blemish Faith admit A Pious Life can cover it Could Bodies but as Souls be priz'd And mater be spiratualiz'd I should determine her to be Angelical in Pedegree She is so pure that sure she must Be Transubstantiate out of Dust She 's free'd from Passion Hate and Spite For Innocence an Adamite Then learned Reader tell I pray If Angels can be made of Clay On the D. Y. YOu half compleated Ladyes all Whose Parts and Vertues are but small Would you Perfection's pattern see For Wisdom and for Gravitie This Lady's Idaea take and place As 't were a Glass before your Face That when you cast your Eye upon her You mind your Vertue both and Honour And tracing her your Fame may rear And fly up to a higher Sphere Her Name her Fame and real Grace Make up a Consort in her Face Which Musick like without disguise Doth charm not cheat beholders eyes Her praises no Man can rehearse Enough in prose nor yet in verse Believe or not then choose you whether But England shew me such another On a Beautiful Young Lady ONce Beauty Vertue Wisdom Grace Conveined in a certain place And altogether did combine To make a Feminine Divine And flying swiftly on a-pace Did light upon this Lady's face And having all they stood in need They to the Work did thus proceed BEAUTY to make her all delight Did bring a Rose was red and white And in a smiling Blush did skip From Cherry Cheek to Scarlet Lip Then VERTUE laugh'd at Beauty's weed As needful but Secundum quid And with a gentle flame refin'd Her eye the Index of her mind Then WISDOME Vertue gave a check And did her oversight detect In over-sparkling of her Eye To tempt to Vite or breed enny Then having with a pierceing flash Made Vertue proof of Beauty's dash The one she ballenc'd with the other That both might live and die together Then GRACE came in a gentle gale And set her Soul all under sail And nimbly flew a modest race With all the three and gain'd her face And from her Mouth and sparkling Eye O'r spread her whole Physiognomy Yet she no Critick did commence To Reason slight or banish Sense Or set at nought the other three Because of her precedencie But granted them a dwelling place Within the Suburbs of her Face Subjecting only them to pay Devotion 's Tribute every day A Divine Poem on the Unparallel'd and Religious Mrs. M. F. GOD said to Jeremy seek out and find A Righteous Manâ— that's of an◠〈◊〉 Who seeketh Truth and Judgment and for him I 'll freely pardon all Jerusalem These are the latter dayes wherein abound All Heresies and Faith can scarce be found Yet in this Woman Mortals all may see A Demonstration of Divinity In Infancy all her Acquaintance knew She promis'd Fruit before her Blossome blew But when the Vintage of her age drew nigh She yeilded Grapes was ripe in Piety Her thoughts are all Seraphick Meditations Her words are pure Divine Ejaculations Her workes are such that in the darkest night To wandering Souls they give a joyful light She knowes to quote the Scriptures in each part As