Carmen in serenissimæ Reginæ Elizabethæ Natalitia, classem Hispanicam ab ipsa devictam, & conspirationem papisticam antiquam & modernam A song upon the birthsday of Queen Elizabeth, the Spanish Armado [sic], the Gun-Powder-Treason, and the late Popish Plot. Salgado, James, fl. 1680. 1680 Approx. 14 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 2 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2007-01 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1). A60188 Wing S373 ESTC R13434 13135595 ocm 13135595 97922

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 lat Elizabeth -- I, -- Queen of England, 1533-1603 -- Poetry. Armada, 1588 -- Poetry. Gunpowder Plot, 1605 -- Poetry. Popish Plot, 1678 -- Poetry. Broadsides -- England -- London -- 17th century 2006-01 Assigned for keying and markup 2006-01 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2006-04 Sampled and proofread 2006-04 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2006-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Carmen in Sereniſſimae Reginae ELIZABETHAE Natalitia, Claſſem Hiſpanicam ab ipſa devictam, & Conſpirationem Papiſticam Antiquam & Modernam. MAtres, atque viri, pueri, juveneſque, ſeneſque, Septenam decimam que diem celebrate Novembris. Haec eſt illa dies etenim pulcherrima quondam, Qua primum Populis fulſit nova Stella Britannis. Anglica qua Debora, ſuae laus inclyta terrae, Nata fuit, primaſque hauſit qua luminis auras, Cujus vita ſalus fuit & tutela Piorum, Papicolis terrorque feris; namque illa rebelles, Dum tentant ſubitis Regnum vaſtare ruinis, Sub Juga dat, mortemque pati compellit acerbam. Nomine dicta fuit, divino Numine, vero Regina Elizabetha alto de ſanguine Regum, Quae juga de noſtro excuſſit ſervilia collo. Elizabetha ſonat, mihi dat Deus ipſe quietem: Illa dedit Patriae requiem, Chriſto auſpice, Terrae. Nam requies aberat, Mariâ regnante maligna, In quorum ſubiere locum terrorque, dolorque Anxius, & variae, facto velut agmine, curae. Dum regit haec Patriae furia infernalis habenas, Quot data ſunt rapidis ſanctorum corpora ſlammis? Quantaque ſanguineos animam expiravit in ignes Turba hominum, quos illa debit ſine crimine morti? Delicias riſuſque dabant huic fata Piorum, Dum foedat miſera pietatis ovile ruina: Tam ſitiens ſancti fuit illa cruoris hirudo. At ſimul in Patrias foelix ſucceſſit▪ habenas Elizabetha, piis, tanquam de morte reſurgant, Vita redit, laetoque implent regnum undique plauſu. Viſaque ſunt placidas Jus & Pax jungere dextras. Vana Superſtitio cadit, atque Idola Papiſmi Undique ſunt cunctas regni deſtructa per urbes. Tunc & Evangelij lux eſt erecta beati, Semper inextinctis radiis quae huc uſque refulſit. Nam tanquam clypeo Dominus protexerat illam, Ne furor inferne poſſet reſtinguere ſedis. Quod modo vera loquar, mentes adhibete, probabo. Dum tenet Haec Patriae Princeps moderamina terrae; Hiſpanus Claſſe ingenti, quae Armada vocatur, Exitium crudele Anglis clademque minatur: Tendit iter, veliſque implet Neptunia regna Carbaſeis, vaſtumque cava trabe contegit aequor: Bello inhians, Angliſ que manum committere gaudens. Concurrunt igitur ſimul Angla Hiſpanaque Claſſis. Mox Boreas in bella ruens, Euruſque, Notuſque, Hiſpanis fera fata parant, mortemque tremendam, Quamprimum incipiunt Naves confligere, at illi Fractarum innumeris ratium periere ruinis. Aſt contra flabris Anglis favere ſecundis. O nimium dilecta Deo, tibi Chriſtus in altum Fuderat armatas hyemes, tibi militat Aether, Et conjurati veniuntad Claſſica venti. Sic claſſem late ingentem Deus obruit ingens: Mergunturque alii in fluctus, aliique vorantur Ignibus, & ſubita rapiuntur in AEthera flamma. Hiſpanus cecinit, nondum victa hoſte, triumphum: Tu, Quae Pontificum voluiſti ſpernere leges, Hiſpano tua colla jugo ſubmittere diſces. Sed ſtulte tumefactus erat, ſpemque hauſit inanem. Coguntur victi Hiſpani ſuccumbere bello; Laeta redit Spoliis Regina inſignis opimis. Illa igitur cecinit, verum victo hoſte, triumphum: Tu, qui Divinax voluiſti ſpernere Leges, Faemineo tua colla jugo ſubmittere diſces. Sic Patriae eximiis peperit decus illa Trophaeis. Rurſus ut in Solio reſidens Jacobus avito Jura dat, & Populi moderatur fraena Britanni. Nequitiam Commenta fuit Papiſtica turba Horribilem, ſed quae detecta in tempore, facta eſt Irrita, ſucceſſuque caret fraus dira ſecundo. Jam ferme fax dira ſimul cum ſulphure juncta eſt: Mox dominus Deus ipſe facem cum ſulphure nudat. Conſilium Papiſta ſuae & molimina ſectae Detexit, non ſponte ſua, ſed numine ductus. Tunc patuit, quam dira ſuo cum corde volutent; Ut Regem, procereſque, ſimul cum ſede ſenatus, Opprimeret ſubitae praeceps violentia flammae. Hujus ab incauta pervenit Epiſtola dextra, Quae Capta eſt, regique data eſt, fraudemque retexit. Haec, Jacobus ait, minitatur Epiſtola vulnus: Hoc certe innuitur, niſi fallor, vulnere Sulphur. Tunc terrae in mediis manus eſt ſcrutata cavernis Sedula; ſulphurei late hic ſpectantur acervi. Ergo, aliis ſomno tacita ſub nocte ſepultis, Rex jubet ipſe ſuos circum ſua tecta Miniſtros. Pervigiles remanere: Illi ſub nocte ſopora Cum vigilant, hominem funeſta ad munera miſſum Proſpectant, prope jam venientem; & protinus illum Comprendunt, manibuſque tenent. Sic Arbiter Orbis Avertit capiti tam dira pericula noſtro. Sed Pater Omnipotens iterum nova gaudia nobis Attulit, atque iterum rapuit de morte propinqua. Nuper enim antiquo Papiſtica Turba furore Correpta eſt, atque arma piis mortemque minatur. Anglica jam ſubitis involvere regna ruinis Ecce parant, juveneſque, ſeneſque exſcindere ferro, Et Pueros cum Matre ſimul; plateaſque rigare Caedibus, & cunctas implere cruore lacunas: Neglecto aetatis ſimul & diſcrimine ſexus. Sed Deus hanc nobis ipſo in conaminc fraudem Prodidit, & ſubitae avertit mala fata ruinae. Ergo Alacres gaudete ſimul, cantate triumphum; Carminibus Dominum ſuper Aethera tollite Chriſtum. Luce epulas facitote, pyraſque in tempore noctis Extruite, & noctem flammis incendia vincant. Nam neque te puduit, Rex O Sanctiſſime David! Laetitiae dare ſigna tuae pede, carmine, vultu. Exultate igitur: jugulo namque enſis acerbus Admotus fuerat: Dominus mox depulit illum. Nunc veſter ferlat radiantia ſydera clamor; Laetificiſque ſonis late reſpondeat Echo: Multaque magnificae proferte inſignia Pompae: Inter & innumeros ſint haec ſpectacla paratus: Sanguineum rapidis Papam committite flammis; Cui domus eſt, magnae ſublimia moenia Romae; Septem quae una ſibi muro circumdedit arces. Corpora Sanctorum in putres dilapſa ruinas, Ignibus immeritis, vidit Smithfeldia ſed jam Adſpiciat meritis Papam nunc ignibus uſtum. (OUtinam ſubito flammis abſentibus abſens Ardeat; in fumoſque fluat conſumptus inanes!) Atque illi aeternae fiat haec praeludia flammae.
A Song upon the Birth▪day of Queen ELIZABETH, the Spaniſh Armado▪ the Gun-Powder-Treaſon, and the Late Popiſh Plot. LEt Proteſtants with thankful hearts remember This Royal day, the ſeventeenth of November. This is the day wherein that Glorious Star Did firſt in Englands Horizon appear: When Englands Deborah drew her firſt breath, Whoſe Life was life to Proteſtants, and death To Popiſh Rebels, ſtirr'd up by the Devil, To work in England much miſchief and evil. I mean ELIZABETH, that Noble Queen, Who us from Popiſh Bondage did redeem. Obſerve her Name; by Providence of Heaven A Name Prophetical, to her was given. Elizabeth imports, God is my Reſt. She Proteſtants reliev'd, that were oppreſt. When Bloudy Mary Reign'd, no reſt was then From ſorrow, trouble, anguiſh, grief and pain. What Havock made ſhe in the Church, what ſlaughter? The bloud of Saints to her was mirth and laughter. How many Saints were martyr'd in the flames, When of the Government ſhe held the Reins? But when ELIZABETH came in her ſtead, 'Twas like a Reſurrection from the Dead. Then Joy and Gladneſs ran down like a River, Then Peace and Truth did ſweetly kiſs each other. She profligated Popery, and threw down Baal's Altars to the ground in every Town, And did erect the Goſpel Truth and Light, The ſplendour whereof ever ſince ſhin'd bright. Heaven like a Shield hath compaſs'd it about, When Hell hath often ſtrove to puff it out. VVhich I will evidently make appear, Then hearken with attention and give ear. While yet this Noble Queen ſate on the Throne, The Spaniards Hatched Miſchief, came upon Her Majeſty, with all their great Armado, Threatning the Engliſh with a proud Bravado: Their Sails o'reſpread the Seas, their Ships do cover The VVaters of the deep, they paſſed over. Now when the Spaniſh and the Engliſh Fleet, Together in the boiſtrous Seas did meet: Againſt the Spaniſh God ſtretcht out his hand, The ſeveral Winds came forth at his Command; Both Eaſt and Weſt, both South and Northern Wind, Againſt the Spaniſh Forces were combin'd; So that the Ships fell foul of one another, Then they were ſadly bruis'd and broke together: Both Ships and Men i'th' Sea were overturned, And what the Waters ſpared, the Fireſhips burned, Thus God gave her a Glorious Victory, And brought his People out of Jeopardy. The fooliſh Spaniard did the Triumph ſing Before the Victory: a ſenſeleſs thing! Thou, ſaid the Spaniard, That Popes Laws didſt break, Ʋnto the Spaniſh Yoke ſhalt yield thy Neck; But he was vainly puft up, and his hope Attain'd not unto its deſigned ſcope. The Spaniſh Fleet was beat, and put to flight, For God Almighty did for England fight. Then ſhe more wiſely did the Triumph ſing, When God to her the Victory did bring. Thou, ſaid ſhe, That Gods Holy Laws did break, Ʋnto a Womans Yoke ſhalt yield thy Neck. Thus ſhe from War with great Applauſe returned, When moſt o'th' Spaniſh Fleet were drown'd or burned. In Royal James his days another Plot, Was by the Jeſuitiſh Heads begot; It had almoſt come to the birth, and then It was miſcarried, and ſo proved vain. The Match and Train had well nigh come together; But then God did both Match and Train diſcover. A Papist did this Popiſh Plot diſcloſe, Though ſore againſt his will, and did expoſe, Through Gods good Providence, that Curſt Deſign, The King and Parliament to undermine. He ſent a Letter which was intercepted, And brought to th' King, ſo was the Craft detected. This Letter, ſaid wiſe James, foretells a Blow, This Blow is Powder; I conjecture ſo: So Search was made i' th' bowels of the Ground; And there great heaps of ſulphurous duſt were found. So Watch was kept; and while they watch, they ſpy A Meſſenger of Hell come very nigh, With Match in hand, with purpoſe and deſire, To ſet the Train and Powder all on Fire: But they laid hands on him, and held him faſt: Thus did our God that Helliſh Purpoſe blaſt. But now God hath a new Deliverance wrought, When we had been into new dangers brought. Again the Popiſh Crew were ſet on fire Of Hell, the Devil did their Souls inſpire, With Curſt Deſigns, to riſe i' th' night and kill; Of bloud of Proteſtants to drink their fill. To ſlay both Young and Old, like ſavage beaſts, To ſlay the ſuckling at the Mothers Breaſts, To make the Streets run down with bloud, to fire The Houſes; this was their vile hearts deſire; But God in time this wickedneſs prevented, And brought to light the miſchiefs they invented. Rejoyce therefore, and Songs of Triumph ſing To Jeſus Chriſt our Everlaſting King. Make Feaſts i' th' day; make Bonfires in the Night; O'recome the darkſome ſhades with flaming light. King David thought no ſhame to dance for joy, That God ſav'd him, and did his foes deſtroy. Joy ye likewiſe: The Sword was at your Throat, And then God brought to light that Deviliſh plot. Let joyful Echoes then abroad reſound, And with loud Acclamations rend the ground; And pierce the Skies with Crys, and teſtifie Your joyfulneſs, with curious Pageantry. And when you make Triumphant Shews, therein Burn up the Curſed Pope, that Man of Sin, Who doth upon the Seven Mountains dwell, Burn him with Flames, and parboyl him for Hell. Up Proteſtants; repay the Pope his due, And do to him as he hath done to you. In Smithfield Flames Saints were to Aſhes turned, In Smithfield Flames this day let him be burned. FINIS.