The SAINTS Jubilee, OR The fullness of Joy to the sweet Singers of Sion.
‘—olim haec meminisse juvabit.’
WHen first Petitions newly pen'd did fly,
And Loyal
strafford, head did bleedingly.
To satisfie the Peoples Cruelty,
Our joys did then appear.
When pious
Laud unto the Tower was sent,
And Commons House the King did circumvent,
Obtaining a
Triennial Parliament,
Our joys did then increase.
When Commons push'd the Bishops off their seats
And by their Artifice and juggling feats,
Fill'd up the House with pious frauds and cheats.
Our joys, &c.
When
Pym with many more as good as he,
Made us deny our
Antient Liberty,
And bid defiance to his
Majesty,
Our joys, &c.
When Plotting
Presbyter preach'd in the Nation,
And
snuffling through the nose was all in fashion,
And
Frenzy was mista'ne for
Inspiration,
Our joys, &c.
When
zealous Brethren gave their Silver ware,
And
holy Sisters all that they could share,
And all to fight the
Beast call'd
Common-Prayer,
Our joys, &c.
When it was voted for a foolish story,
And
Non-conformists (zealous of God's glory)
Did all
conform unto the
Directory,
Our joys, &c.
When
Cromwel led his men with canting words
Fight, Saints, the Battel, now it is the Lords,
Your weapons are long Prayers, but longer Swords,
Our joys, &c.
When from his Offices at first but small,
Out witting
Essex, Fairfax, and 'em all,
He did advance himself to
General;
Our joys, &c.
When
Cobler-Hewson ran beyond his
Last,
First clean'd his waxen thumbs, then buckled fast
His Sword about his Sanctified Wast.
Our joys, &c,
When Crop-ear'd
Peters first set up to preach,
Whose Lungs to
Twentiethly Beloved could reach
Did from his
Tub the Factious people teach,
Our joys, &c.
When the debate of
No Lords, first arose,
No House of Peers: No, we will have no Laws,
Our
Magna Charta is the
Good old Cause.
Our joys, &c.
When we our
Antient Liberties forsook.
And made the
Covenant our
Statute-Book;
Our Oracles were
Bradshaw, Ireton, Cook.
Our joys, &c.
When Commons (they who durst do any thing
Because the Lords submitted) did begin,
Bold desperate Votes, and voted out the
King.
Our joys, &c,
When
Vote for
Non-addresses made no stay,
But most Victoriously did make its way,
The
Crown was stak'd for which the
House di
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Our joys, &c.
Another Vote! A new unheard of Court,
High Court of Justice! All the
House was for't;
For here they knew would be the greatest spor
Our joys, &c.
Here was the
Head a second Prize lay'd down,
Bradshaw soon won't and took it up; as soon,
We had
five hundred Heads instead of one.
Our joys, &c.
When
Toleration for all Sects began,
And
Conscience was a
Slave to ev'ry man,
To
Quaker, Independent, Puritan,
Our joys, &c.
When leave was given to act all
Villany,
I'de kill my friend, another should rob me,
And neither of us ever questioned be.
Our joys, &c.
When there could be
no breach of Priviledge,
When
Saints could sin by
Licence, and alledge,
That
Robbing Churches was no
Sacriledge.
Our joys were then at fu
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‘
Faelix quem faciunt aliena Pericula cautum.’