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Did I for this my country bring
Though I the business did decline,
So many nights spent in the city
The wheel that governs all.
From thence the change in church and state, And all the mischief bears the date
From Haberdafhers' Hall.
Did we force Ireland to despair,
To make the world abhor him,
Because the rebels us'd his name?
Then the fame fire we kindled here
To do as crafty beggars use,
To maim themselves, thereby t' abuse
The fimple man's compaffion.
Have I fo often paft between
Did I for this take pains to teach
Gave them their texts, fhew'd them their parts,
To fling abroad the fire ?
Sometimes to beg, fometimes to threaten,
To stroke the people's ears;
Then straight when victory grows cheap,
And now the books, and now the bells,
To edify the people;
All our divinity is news,
And we have made of equal ufe
The pulpit and the steeple.
And fhall we kindle all this flame
Only to put it out again,
And must we now give o'er,
And only end where we begun ?
If men in peace can have their right,
That breaks both law and oath ?
Either the caufe at firft was ill,
And thence they will infer,
That either now or at the first
They were deceiv'd; or, which is worst,
But plague and famine will come in,
But while the wicked ftarve, indeed
Princes we are if we prevail,
It will not be our leaft of praise,
To have deftroy'd the old.
Then let us stay and fight, and vote,
Oh 'tis a patient beast!
When we have gaul'd and tir'd the mule,
To the Five Members of the Honourable
The humble Petition of the POETS.
FTER fo many concurring petitions
From all ages and fexes, and all conditions, We come in the rear to present our follies To Pym, Stroude, Haflerig, Hampden, and Holles. Though fet form of prayer be an abomination, Set forms of petitions find great approbation : Therefore, as others from th' bottom of their fouls, So we from the depth and bottom of our bowls, According unto the bless'd form you have taught us, We thank you first for the ills you have brought us : For the good we receive we thank him that gave it, And you for the confidence only to crave it. Next in course, we complain of the great violation Of privilege (like the rest of our nation) But 'tis none of yours of which we have spoken, Which never had being until they were broken; But ours is a privilege ancient and native, Hangs not on an ordinance, or power legislative.
And firft, 'tis to speak whatever we please,
By this we have power to change age into youth,
We are modeft, and feek not to make it our own.
And between thofe and ours there's no difference,