901:01,000[' ]| 901:01,000[' ]| 901:01,000[' ]| 901:01,000[' ]| <1.> 901:01,001[A ]| Chaste, pious, prudent Charles the Second, 901:01,002[A ]| The miracle of thy restoration 901:01,003[A ]| May like to that of quails be reckon'd, 901:01,004[A ]| Rain'd on the Israelitish nation; 901:01,005[A ]| The wish'd-for blessing which Heaven sent 901:01,006[A ]| Became their curse and punishment. 901:01,000[' ]| <2.> 901:01,007[A ]| The virtues in thee, Charles, inherent 901:01,008[A ]| (Although thy countenance be an odd piece) 901:01,009[A ]| Prove thee as true a God's viceregent 901:01,010[A ]| As e'er was Harry with the codpiece; <10> 901:01,011[A ]| For chastity and pious deeds, 901:01,012[A ]| His grandsire Harry Charles exceeds. 901:01,000[' ]| <3.> 901:01,013[A ]| Our Romish bondage-breaker Harry 901:01,014[A ]| Espoused half a dozen wives; 901:01,015[A ]| Charles only one resolves to marry, 901:01,016[A ]| And other men's he never swives. 901:01,017[A ]| Yet hath he sons and daughters more 901:01,018[A ]| Than e'er had Harry by threescore. 901:01,000[' ]| <4.> 901:01,019[A ]| Never was such a Faith's Defender: 901:01,020[A ]| He, like a politic prince and pious, <20> 901:01,021[A ]| Gives liberty to conscience tender 901:01,022[A ]| And doth to no religion tie us: 901:01,023[A ]| Jews, Christians, Turks, Papists, he'll please us, 901:01,024[A ]| With Moses, Mahomet, Pope, and Jesus. 901:01,000[' ]| <5.> 901:01,025[A ]| In all affairs of Church and State 901:01,026[A ]| He very zealous is and able, 901:01,027[A ]| Devout at prayer and sits up late 901:01,028[A ]| At the Cabal and council-table; 901:01,029[A ]| His very dogs at council-board 901:01,030[A ]| Sit grave and wise like any lord. <30> 901:01,000[' ]| <6.> 901:01,031[A ]| Let Charles's policy no man flout ~~ 901:01,032[A ]| The wisest kings have all some folly ~~ 901:01,033[A ]| Nor let his piety any doubt; 901:01,034[A ]| Charles, like a sovereign wise and holy, 901:01,035[A ]| Makes young men judges of the bench 901:01,036[A ]| And bishops those that love a wench. 901:01,000[' ]| <7.> 901:01,037[A ]| His father's foes he doth reward, 901:01,038[A ]| Preferring those cut off his head; 901:01,039[A ]| Old Cavaliers, the Crown's best guard, 901:01,040[A ]| He leaves to starve for want of bread. <40> 901:01,041[A ]| Never was any prince endu'd 901:01,042[A ]| With so much grace and gratitude. 901:01,000[' ]| <8.> 901:01,043[A ]| Blood that wears treason in his face, 901:01,044[A ]| Villain complete, in parson's gown, 901:01,045[A ]| How much is he at court in grace 901:01,046[A ]| For stealing Ormonde and the crown? 901:01,047[A ]| Since loyalty doth no man good, 901:01,048[A ]| Let's seize the King and outdo Blood. 901:01,000[' ]| <9.> 901:01,049[A ]| A Parliament of knaves and sots 901:01,050[A ]| (Members by name we must not mention) <50> 901:01,051[A ]| He keeps in pay and buys their votes, 901:01,052[A ]| Here with a place, there with a pension. 901:01,053[A ]| When to give money he can't collogue them 901:01,054[A ]| He doth with scorn prorogue, prorogue them. 901:01,000[' ]| <10.> 901:01,055[A ]| But they long since, by too much giving, 901:01,056[A ]| Undid, betray'd, and sold the nation, 901:01,057[A ]| Making their memberships a living 901:01,058[A ]| Better than e'er was sequestration. 901:01,059[A ]| God give thee, Charles, a resolution 901:01,060[A ]| To damn them all by dissolution. <60> 901:01,000[' ]| <11.> 901:01,061[A ]| Fame is not founded on success: 901:01,062[A ]| Though victories were Caesar's glory, 901:01,063[A ]| Lost battles made not Pompey less, 901:01,064[A ]| But left him styled great in story. 901:01,065[A ]| Malicious Fate doth oft devise 901:01,066[A ]| To beat the brave and fool the wise. 901:01,000[' ]| <12.> 901:01,067[A ]| Charles in the first Dutch War stood fair 901:01,068[A ]| To have been master of the deep, 901:01,069[A ]| When Opdam blew up in the air, 901:01,070[A ]| Had not his Highness gone to sleep. 901:01,071[A ]| Our fleet slack'd sails, fearing his waking; <70> 901:01,072[A ]| The Dutch else had been in sad taking. 901:01,000[' ]| <13.> 901:01,073[A ]| The Bergen business was well laid, 901:01,074[A ]| Though we paid dear for that design, 901:01,075[A ]| Had we not three days parling stay'd, 901:01,076[A ]| The Dutch fleet there, Charles, had been thine: 901:01,077[A ]| Though the false Dane agreed to sell 'um, 901:01,078[A ]| He cheated us and saved Skellum. 901:01,000[' ]| <14.> 901:01,079[A ]| Had not Charles sweetly chous'd the States, 901:01,080[A ]| By Bergen baffle grown more wise, <80> 901:01,081[A ]| And made them shit as small as rats, 901:01,082[A ]| By their rich Smyrna fleet's surprise, 901:01,083[A ]| Had haughty Holmes but call'd in Spragge, 901:01,084[A ]| Hans had been put into a bag. 901:01,000[' ]| <15.> 901:01,085[A ]| Mists, storms, short victuals, adverse winds, 901:01,086[A ]| And once the navy's wise division, 901:01,087[A ]| Defeated Charles's best designs, 901:01,088[A ]| Till he became the foe's derision. 901:01,089[A ]| But he had swing'd the Dutch at Chatham, 901:01,090[A ]| Had he had ships but to come at 'em. <90> 901:01,000[' ]| <16.> 901:01,091[A ]| Our Blackheath host without dispute 901:01,092[A ]| (Rais'd, put on board, why, no man knows) 901:01,093[A ]| Must Charles have render'd absolute 901:01,094[A ]| Over his subjects or his foes; 901:01,095[A ]| Had not the French King made us fools 901:01,096[A ]| By taking Maastricht with our tools. 901:01,000[' ]| <17.> 901:01,097[A ]| But Charles, what could thy policy be, 901:01,098[A ]| To run so many sad disasters, 901:01,099[A ]| Joining thy fleet with false d'Estre=es, 901:01,100[A ]| To make the French of Holland masters? <100> 901:01,101[A ]| Was't Carwell, brother James, or Teague 901:01,102[A ]| That made thee break the Triple League? 901:01,000[' ]| <18.> 901:01,103[A ]| Could Robin Viner have foreseen 901:01,104[A ]| The glorious triumphs of his master, 901:01,105[A ]| The Woolchurch statue gold had been, 901:01,106[A ]| Which now is only alabaster: 901:01,107[A ]| But wise men think, had it been wood, 901:01,108[A ]| 'Twere for a bankrupt King too good. 901:01,000[' ]| <19.> 901:01,109[A ]| Those that the fabric well consider, 901:01,110[A ]| Do of it diversely discourse; <110> 901:01,111[A ]| Some pass their censure on the rider, 901:01,112[A ]| Others their judgments on the horse. 901:01,113[A ]| Most say the steed's a goodly thing, 901:01,114[A ]| But all agree 'tis a lewd King. 901:01,000[' ]| <20.> 901:01,115[A ]| By the Lord Mayor and his wise coxcombs, 901:01,116[A ]| Freeman of London Charles is made; 901:01,117[A ]| Then to Whitehall a rich gold box comes, 901:01,118[A ]| Which is bestow'd on the French jade. 901:01,119[A ]| But wonder not it should be so, sirs, 901:01,120[A ]| When monarchs rank themselves with grocers. <120> 901:01,000[' ]| <21.> 901:01,121[A ]| Cringe, scrape no more, you City fops, 901:01,122[A ]| Leave off your feasting and fine speeches, 901:01,123[A ]| Beat up your drums, shut up your shops, 901:01,124[A ]| The courtiers then may kiss your breeches. 901:01,125[A ]| Arm, tell that Romish Duke that rules, 901:01,126[A ]| You're free-born subjects, no French mules. 901:01,000[' ]| <22.> 901:01,127[A ]| New upstarts, pimps, basatards, whores, 901:01,128[A ]| That locust-like devour the land, 901:01,129[A ]| By shutting up th'Exchequer doors 901:01,130[A ]| When thither our money was trepann'd, <130> 901:01,131[A ]| Have render'd, Charles, thy restoration 901:01,132[A ]| A curse and plague unto the nation. 901:01,000[' ]| <23.> 901:01,133[A ]| Then, Charles, beware thy brother York, 901:01,134[A ]| Who to thy government gives law; 901:01,135[A ]| If once we fall to the old work, 901:01,136[A ]| You must again both to Breda, 901:01,137[A ]| Where, spite of all that would restore you, 901:01,138[A ]| Turn'd commonwealth, we will abhor you. 901:01,000[' ]| <24.> 901:01,139[A ]| If of all Christian blood the guilt 901:01,140[A ]| Cry loud for vengeance unto Heaven, <140> 901:01,141[A ]| That sea by Charles and Louis spilt 901:01,142[A ]| Can never be by God forgiven: 901:01,143[A ]| Worse scourges to their subjects, Lord, 901:01,144[A ]| Than pestilence, famine, fire, and sword. 901:01,000[' ]| <25.> 901:01,145[A ]| The wolf of France and British goat, 901:01,146[A ]| One Europe's scorn, t'other her curse, 901:01,147[A ]| (This fool, that knave, by public vote, 901:01,148[A ]| Yet hard to say which is the worse), 901:01,149[A ]| To think such kings, Lord, reign by thee 901:01,150[A ]| Were most prodigious blasphemy. <150> 901:01,000[' ]| <26.> 901:01,151[A ]| They know no law but their own lust: 901:01,152[A ]| Their subjects' substance and their blood 901:01,153[A ]| They count a tribute due and just, 901:01,154[A ]| Still spent and spilt for public good. 901:01,155[A ]| If such kings be by God appointed, 901:01,156[A ]| The Devil is then the Lord's anointed. 901:01,000[' ]| <27.> 901:01,157[A ]| Of kings curs'd be the power and name, 901:01,158[A ]| Let all the earth henceforth abhor 'em; 901:01,159[A ]| Monsters which knaves sacred proclaim 901:01,160[A ]| And then like slaves fall down before 'em. <160> 901:01,161[A ]| What can there be in kings divine? 901:01,162[A ]| The most are wolves, goats, sheep, or swine. 901:01,000[' ]| <28.> 901:01,163[A ]| Then farewell, sacred Majesty, 901:01,164[A ]| Let's pull all brutish tyrants down! 901:01,165[A ]| Where men are born and still live free, 901:01,166[A ]| There ev'ry head doth wear a crown. 901:01,167[A ]| Mankind, like miserable frogs, 901:01,168[A ]| Is wretch'd, king'd by storks or logs.