The Captive-captain or, the restrain'd cavalier; Drawn to his full Bodie in these Characters ... Presented, and Acted to Life in a Suit of Durance; an Habit suiting best with the Place of his Residence [by Richard Brathwait] |
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A FAREVVELL-CAROL,
To All COMMITTEE CARLES.
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A FAREVVELL-CAROL, To All COMMITTEE CARLES.
Farewell
Committee Men, if ye be Men,
For, I'd be loath to dedicate my Pen
To Savages; though I must tell you too,
Th' uncivil Arabs would forbear to do,
As you have done, to any Neighbours State,
To pill him, and confine him to a Grate.
But, of your goodness, I retein a Sense,
By whom I've purchased such Patience,
As I shall wish, that you may have the grace
To have the like, when you are in like case:
And, in like case you must, or else our State
Must grow Anarchial and desperate.
But, I must startle you, how e're it please,
And cure you of your Lethargies disease.
“It spoils the operation of a Pill,
“For to apply it to the Patients will.
For, I'd be loath to dedicate my Pen
To Savages; though I must tell you too,
Th' uncivil Arabs would forbear to do,
As you have done, to any Neighbours State,
To pill him, and confine him to a Grate.
But, of your goodness, I retein a Sense,
By whom I've purchased such Patience,
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To have the like, when you are in like case:
And, in like case you must, or else our State
Must grow Anarchial and desperate.
But, I must startle you, how e're it please,
And cure you of your Lethargies disease.
“It spoils the operation of a Pill,
“For to apply it to the Patients will.
Lend then your Eares, ye zealous Tribe of Gad,
Since you have squeaz'd the substance that I had;
I'm late-resolv'd, by th' benefit of art,
To act with Dennis, the School-Masters Part.
Of Rod and Custos I've provision made,
For fit materials, to set up my Trade.
And, with You first I purpose to proceed,
For, some of you can neither write nor read;
To ope the door of your intelligence,
At least, to teach you how to conster sense.
Since you have squeaz'd the substance that I had;
I'm late-resolv'd, by th' benefit of art,
To act with Dennis, the School-Masters Part.
Of Rod and Custos I've provision made,
For fit materials, to set up my Trade.
And, with You first I purpose to proceed,
For, some of you can neither write nor read;
To ope the door of your intelligence,
At least, to teach you how to conster sense.
I will not School you in Rules of Division,
Christs Cross was late enacted Superstition.
My Discipline more novell points affords,
As, first, for the due joyning of your words:
Wherein, your Censures have so conscious been,
As, those who heard you, knew not what they mean:
Belching forth words of such stupendious wonder,
Who heard you blest them from you, as from thunder.
For Numbers too, though they be onely two,
Yet, in your Summing, you displace them so;
The Private ne're throve better, Publick worse;
For, th' Publick creeps into the Private purse.
For Gerunds, they'r Diurnals, and pretends
All must be Supines that are CHARLES his friends.
For Cases, they'r so strangely ordered here,
The Vocative sounds onely Cavaliere.
For Articles, their credit's so decay'd,
That they are broke so soon as they are made.
For Genders, I must tell you, yee'r such Men,
I'de have you hold that Rule of Origen;
Your Genitals meer Ablatives, Dear Brother,
That none hereafter may beget another.
For Pronouns, Nouns, Verbs, Adverbs, Participles,
They'r all become Apocrypha's Disciples;
The Loyal ranked amongst Adjectives,
Who stand for Parliament Noun-Substantives.
For your Declining, in this madding time,
You teach the well-affected to decline;
Other Declensions ye never seek,
But hold them in your Conclave Heathen Greek.
For Interjections, Blades of pure affections
In their advance meet still with Interjections:
So, as if two Suns shine within one Sphere,
Then in one Realm Round-head and Cavaliere.
For Persons, there is no respect, save those
Who are the Senats friends, and Scepters foes:
And by these you may guess how the World goes,
For Scepter Friends are ever out at toes.
For Præpositions, those are set before
As Lucky Birds, who th' Capitol adore:
For weekly Packets these Relations bring,
That Præ rides for the State, Post for the King.
For Concords, to produce them were a Ridle,
The squeaking Bagpipe suits not with the Fidle:
Yet there's some hope this harmony may take,
Seeing Divisions our best Musick make.
For Conjugations, after times may sing,
“The Conjugal Estate has lost her Ring:
With our late Presbyterian Translation,
Changing our Font into a Peuter Bason.
For your Conjunctions, never hope to see
Any use of them while these Factions be:
But, for Disjunctions, they are freely sown
'Twixt Sire and Son in every Countrey Town.
I shall not trouble you with Moods and Tences,
England has banish'd them with her five Sences.
Time was, Time is; but so it comes to pass,
The present Tence is not the same it was.
Christs Cross was late enacted Superstition.
My Discipline more novell points affords,
As, first, for the due joyning of your words:
Wherein, your Censures have so conscious been,
As, those who heard you, knew not what they mean:
Belching forth words of such stupendious wonder,
Who heard you blest them from you, as from thunder.
For Numbers too, though they be onely two,
Yet, in your Summing, you displace them so;
The Private ne're throve better, Publick worse;
For, th' Publick creeps into the Private purse.
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All must be Supines that are CHARLES his friends.
For Cases, they'r so strangely ordered here,
The Vocative sounds onely Cavaliere.
For Articles, their credit's so decay'd,
That they are broke so soon as they are made.
For Genders, I must tell you, yee'r such Men,
I'de have you hold that Rule of Origen;
Your Genitals meer Ablatives, Dear Brother,
That none hereafter may beget another.
For Pronouns, Nouns, Verbs, Adverbs, Participles,
They'r all become Apocrypha's Disciples;
The Loyal ranked amongst Adjectives,
Who stand for Parliament Noun-Substantives.
For your Declining, in this madding time,
You teach the well-affected to decline;
Other Declensions ye never seek,
But hold them in your Conclave Heathen Greek.
For Interjections, Blades of pure affections
In their advance meet still with Interjections:
So, as if two Suns shine within one Sphere,
Then in one Realm Round-head and Cavaliere.
For Persons, there is no respect, save those
Who are the Senats friends, and Scepters foes:
And by these you may guess how the World goes,
For Scepter Friends are ever out at toes.
For Præpositions, those are set before
As Lucky Birds, who th' Capitol adore:
For weekly Packets these Relations bring,
That Præ rides for the State, Post for the King.
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The squeaking Bagpipe suits not with the Fidle:
Yet there's some hope this harmony may take,
Seeing Divisions our best Musick make.
For Conjugations, after times may sing,
“The Conjugal Estate has lost her Ring:
With our late Presbyterian Translation,
Changing our Font into a Peuter Bason.
For your Conjunctions, never hope to see
Any use of them while these Factions be:
But, for Disjunctions, they are freely sown
'Twixt Sire and Son in every Countrey Town.
I shall not trouble you with Moods and Tences,
England has banish'd them with her five Sences.
Time was, Time is; but so it comes to pass,
The present Tence is not the same it was.
These Principles, and Elements of art
I shall inform you in with all my heart;
But, being Scholars, you must be corrected,
Which you would hardly brook oth' well-affected.
For, it will scarcely be believ'd of any,
You should be whipt, when you have lasht so many.
I shall inform you in with all my heart;
But, being Scholars, you must be corrected,
Which you would hardly brook oth' well-affected.
For, it will scarcely be believ'd of any,
You should be whipt, when you have lasht so many.
But, if to learn, your Roundheads have no will,
In Gods name be meer Ignoramus still.
But, if these Rudiments to you seem dimmer,
Let th' Parliament inform you by their Primer.
In Gods name be meer Ignoramus still.
But, if these Rudiments to you seem dimmer,
Let th' Parliament inform you by their Primer.
From my Private School near New-Bridewell.
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