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Here is set forth Elizaes lenitie,
And Locust-Catholiques superbitie.
And Locust-Catholiques superbitie.
The world throughou admires Elizaes loue,
Her mercy, patience, and great lenitie:
Her Princely vertues do at full approue,
Her sacred, louing, free from tyrannie,
Her hearts affections spring of clemencie.
Dispearse the Riuers of her flowing grace,
Throughout the vallies of true Duties soyle,
Her subiects dutifull she doth imbrace,
Her foes she fauours, whom her lawes might spoyle.
Her mercy, patience, and great lenitie:
Her Princely vertues do at full approue,
Her sacred, louing, free from tyrannie,
Her hearts affections spring of clemencie.
Dispearse the Riuers of her flowing grace,
Throughout the vallies of true Duties soyle,
Her subiects dutifull she doth imbrace,
Her foes she fauours, whom her lawes might spoyle.
Her sacred heart possessed with desire
That all might liue, and liuing, loue expresse:
Doth show her mercy, yet restraines her Ire,
In hope her loue might winne her foes redresse:
And spares their blood, deseruing nothing lesse:
When Iustice wills, and Pollicie findes fit,
The quicke dispatch and cutting off of those
That ayme her ruine, though they neuer hit,
Her lawes seuere, are not seuere to foes.
That all might liue, and liuing, loue expresse:
Doth show her mercy, yet restraines her Ire,
In hope her loue might winne her foes redresse:
And spares their blood, deseruing nothing lesse:
When Iustice wills, and Pollicie findes fit,
The quicke dispatch and cutting off of those
That ayme her ruine, though they neuer hit,
Her lawes seuere, are not seuere to foes.
Her Princely heart still bent to Amitie,
Aymes all her acts, to quallifie the rage
Of vndeserued foes by lenitie:
She doth forbeare them, hoping to asswage
Their hearts despight, and to pull downe the stage
Whereon they act their enuies stratagemes:
And that the prompter of their practises
Might see the firmenesse of her diademes:
Not mou'd by weapons or by pollicies.
Aymes all her acts, to quallifie the rage
Of vndeserued foes by lenitie:
She doth forbeare them, hoping to asswage
Their hearts despight, and to pull downe the stage
Whereon they act their enuies stratagemes:
And that the prompter of their practises
Might see the firmenesse of her diademes:
Not mou'd by weapons or by pollicies.
Yet he that steres the helme of Enmitie
And would addresse his barke vnto her strand,
Linnes not to send his Pylots to espie
What way he might securely make the land:
They sound mens hearts, and heaue their enuies hand
To hit the best, but high Iehouah swayes
Their hatefull powres, and wythers their desires:
Elizaes watchmen, winke not at their wayes,
But lets them runne on, breathlesse in aspires.
And would addresse his barke vnto her strand,
Linnes not to send his Pylots to espie
What way he might securely make the land:
They sound mens hearts, and heaue their enuies hand
To hit the best, but high Iehouah swayes
Their hatefull powres, and wythers their desires:
Elizaes watchmen, winke not at their wayes,
But lets them runne on, breathlesse in aspires.
But in midway when they are neare the marke
Whereat they ayme, vnseene they do surmise:
(For all their soundings and deuises are in the darke)
The powres diuine do ope Elizaes eyes,
And she their soundings and deuises spies:
And well considers that her lenitie
Workes not effects of reformation
Of their attempts, but their superbitie
Increasing still their cursed faction.
Whereat they ayme, vnseene they do surmise:
(For all their soundings and deuises are in the darke)
The powres diuine do ope Elizaes eyes,
And she their soundings and deuises spies:
And well considers that her lenitie
Workes not effects of reformation
Of their attempts, but their superbitie
Increasing still their cursed faction.
They haue forgotten lawes inflictions
Formerly imposde; the rod now laide aside,
(They thinke) and feare not interdictions,
Lawes letter cannot countercheck their pride.
The sword put vp, it must be erst redide.
The weather calme, they thinke no storme can rise
To beate them backe in their strong impudence
Ambitious thoughts, bemysteth so their eyes
To see Elizaes grace, they haue no sence.
Formerly imposde; the rod now laide aside,
(They thinke) and feare not interdictions,
Lawes letter cannot countercheck their pride.
The sword put vp, it must be erst redide.
The weather calme, they thinke no storme can rise
To beate them backe in their strong impudence
Ambitious thoughts, bemysteth so their eyes
To see Elizaes grace, they haue no sence.
They haue no sence, or make no vse of eyes,
They may of both, by both they wrong the state:
By plots and complots of conspiracies:
Peruerting subiects, stirring them to hate
Their owne sweete peace. And then to perpetrate
High treasons, ougly spight, and deadly Ire,
Against Eliza, for a recompence
Of her loues fauours: where indeed, their hire
By lawe is death, grace workes no penitence.
They may of both, by both they wrong the state:
By plots and complots of conspiracies:
Peruerting subiects, stirring them to hate
Their owne sweete peace. And then to perpetrate
High treasons, ougly spight, and deadly Ire,
Against Eliza, for a recompence
Of her loues fauours: where indeed, their hire
By lawe is death, grace workes no penitence.
Penitence? nay pride, props vp their hope,
And hope to haue the glorie of a day:
Past feare, they florish in pretence of scope
Freely to worke they dreame of no say nay,
Their hearts of gall, they deeme can haue no stay
Till Peace consume in their infernall flame,
And Truth deuour'd in that combustion:
Till they confound their natiue countries name,
Faire Englands glory by sedition.
And hope to haue the glorie of a day:
Past feare, they florish in pretence of scope
Freely to worke they dreame of no say nay,
Their hearts of gall, they deeme can haue no stay
Till Peace consume in their infernall flame,
And Truth deuour'd in that combustion:
Till they confound their natiue countries name,
Faire Englands glory by sedition.
But loe, while my sad Muse recounts the things
I did bewayle, (the daungers imminent)
A happie herauld, constituted brings,
And doth proclaime, a sweete infraunchesment
Of doubtfull thoughts, the Locusts banishment.
My pensiue thoughts reuiued yeeldeth prayse
For our Eliza, whose diuine respects,
And whose true watch, their enuies fruits bewraies,
Yeeld her regards (great Ioue) their true affects.
I did bewayle, (the daungers imminent)
A happie herauld, constituted brings,
And doth proclaime, a sweete infraunchesment
Of doubtfull thoughts, the Locusts banishment.
My pensiue thoughts reuiued yeeldeth prayse
For our Eliza, whose diuine respects,
And whose true watch, their enuies fruits bewraies,
Yeeld her regards (great Ioue) their true affects.
And driue their Droanes and Spiders from her hiue,
That sucke the hony, and do feede with gall
Her subiects hearts, and loyall loue depriue:
High Ioue depriue their powre and sting withall,
Cut downe the tree, let all the branches fall,
That spreade their venim to her preiudice,
Prolong her dayes, and maltiply her ioyes,
In earth with peace, and sacred benedice,
Be her pauilion, shield her from annoyes.
That sucke the hony, and do feede with gall
Her subiects hearts, and loyall loue depriue:
High Ioue depriue their powre and sting withall,
Cut downe the tree, let all the branches fall,
That spreade their venim to her preiudice,
Prolong her dayes, and maltiply her ioyes,
In earth with peace, and sacred benedice,
Be her pauilion, shield her from annoyes.
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