To tell a tale of army, and of France,
Whilst proud prerogative in scornful guise.
Whilst proud prerogative in scornful guise.
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in his mad career,
And let this isle no more his frenzy fear.
Cursed James, 'tis he that all good men abhor.
False to thyself, and to thy friend much more ;
To him who did thy promised pardon hope,*
Whilst with pretended joy he kissed the rope :
* Coleman.
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O'erwhelmed with guilt, and gasping out a lie,
Deceived and unprepai*ed, thou \ei*d6t him die,
With equal gratitude and charity.
In spite of Jermin, and of black -mouthed
fame.
This Stuart's trick legitimates thy name.
With one consent we all her death desire,
Who durst her husband's and her king's
conspire. *
And now just Heaven 's prepared to set us free,
Heaven and our hopes are both opposed by
thee.
Thus fondly thou dost Hyde's old treason Qwn,
Thus make thy new-suspected treason known.
Bless me I What 's that at Westminster
I see?
That piece of legislative pageantry !
To our dear James has Rome her conclave
lent?
Or has Charles bought the Paris parliament ?
None else James would promote with §o much
zeal,
Who by proviso hopes the crown to steal.
Sec how in humble guise the slaves advance.
To tell a tale of army, and of France,
Whilst proud prerogative in scornful guise.
Their fear, love, duty, danger, does despise.
* Queen Catherine wus suspected to be in a plot against
the king's life.
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There, in a bribed committee, they contrive
To give our birthrights to prerogative :
Give, did I say ? They sell, and sell so dear
That half each tax Danby distributes there.
Danby, 'tis fit the price so great shall be,
They sell religion, sell their liberty.
These vipers have their mother's entrails torn,
And would by force a second time be born.
They haunt the place to which you once were sent,
This ghost of a departed parliament.
Gibbets and haltei*s, countrymen, prepare,
Let none, let none their renegadoes spare.
When that day comes, we '11 part the sheep and
goats.
The spruce bribed monsieurs from the true gray
coats.
New parliaments, like manna, all tastes please,
But kept too long, our food turns our disease.
From that loathed sight, Hodge turned his weep-
ing eyes.
And London thus alarms with loyal cries :
** Though common danger does approach so nigh.
This stupid town sleeps in security.
And let this isle no more his frenzy fear.
Cursed James, 'tis he that all good men abhor.
False to thyself, and to thy friend much more ;
To him who did thy promised pardon hope,*
Whilst with pretended joy he kissed the rope :
* Coleman.
18
Digitized by VjOOQIC
ie, I
274 Tii:-: roKMS
O'erwhelmed with guilt, and gasping out a lie,
Deceived and unprepai*ed, thou \ei*d6t him die,
With equal gratitude and charity.
In spite of Jermin, and of black -mouthed
fame.
This Stuart's trick legitimates thy name.
With one consent we all her death desire,
Who durst her husband's and her king's
conspire. *
And now just Heaven 's prepared to set us free,
Heaven and our hopes are both opposed by
thee.
Thus fondly thou dost Hyde's old treason Qwn,
Thus make thy new-suspected treason known.
Bless me I What 's that at Westminster
I see?
That piece of legislative pageantry !
To our dear James has Rome her conclave
lent?
Or has Charles bought the Paris parliament ?
None else James would promote with §o much
zeal,
Who by proviso hopes the crown to steal.
Sec how in humble guise the slaves advance.
To tell a tale of army, and of France,
Whilst proud prerogative in scornful guise.
Their fear, love, duty, danger, does despise.
* Queen Catherine wus suspected to be in a plot against
the king's life.
Digitized by VjOOQIC
OF MARVELL. 275
There, in a bribed committee, they contrive
To give our birthrights to prerogative :
Give, did I say ? They sell, and sell so dear
That half each tax Danby distributes there.
Danby, 'tis fit the price so great shall be,
They sell religion, sell their liberty.
These vipers have their mother's entrails torn,
And would by force a second time be born.
They haunt the place to which you once were sent,
This ghost of a departed parliament.
Gibbets and haltei*s, countrymen, prepare,
Let none, let none their renegadoes spare.
When that day comes, we '11 part the sheep and
goats.
The spruce bribed monsieurs from the true gray
coats.
New parliaments, like manna, all tastes please,
But kept too long, our food turns our disease.
From that loathed sight, Hodge turned his weep-
ing eyes.
And London thus alarms with loyal cries :
** Though common danger does approach so nigh.
This stupid town sleeps in security.
