HE is an Inſect produc'd by the Carrion of a Commonwealth, and naturally tends to diſſolve into his Principium, and primary conſtitution: though he be preſerv'd by the heat and moiſture of ſerene Majeſty, yet like contemptible Vermin, He will with noyſome peſtilence infect that Ayr, to whoſe teaming indulgence he owes his original, He's unmannerly and mean, ſenceleſs and impertinent, and though, being injoyn'd by duty, and qualyfi'd by education, to ſhew himſelf an induſtrious Terpawlin, when the billows of the troubl'd State furiouſly heave, yet He'l ſaucily preſume to give directions to his Pilate, and regardleſs of his own reſpective Office, will boldly aym at the management of the Healm. He in the repining Ghoſt of a diſſolv'd Parliament, that uneaſily ſtalks about in obſcurity and night, abuſing popular credulity with the deluding hopes of imaginary Treaſure. He has the wit of a Dane, the truth of a French-man, and the conſcience of a London Grand-jury-man; And yet this vain and troubleſome tool wou'd poſſeſs his obſequious rout, that the healing reſults of a moſt wiſe Prince and untainted Councell, are inferiour to the long Muſter-Roll and Country Clubs of Richards and Robins, He is that unnatural Greenſickneſs of the Body-Politick, that wou'd exchange the wholſomer nouriſhment of a well-order'd Government, for the loathſome Trumpery of odious Traſh. Herodotus takes occaſion to illuſtrate the rediculous vanity of a Male-content of this nature in his Hiſtory about Cambyſes, who perceiving ſome diſcontent in one of his Officers, that cou'd not without ſome pretence attempt the traiterous deſign of unkinging his Maſter; The Prince did indulge his Petitioner ſo far, as cautiouſly to comply with his unreaſonable requeſt; But when the Supplicant perceiv'd the very Grant of his requeſts. had ruind his deſign, He condem'd his importunities, and ſubmiſſively ſued to be reſtor'd to his firſt condition. How greadily this Petitional Animal catcheth at the ſeeming gilded bait of that imaginary Liberty that betrays him; He repines when he's hungry, and murmurs when he's full, no ſooner has a Moſes redeliver'd him from ſlavery, and pamper'd him with the Manna of peace and plenty, but the High-fled Blockhead grows ſenſeleſs of his happineſs, and induſtriouſly contrives for miſery and want. He has the feathers of a Swan, but the ſtomack of an Oſtriche; He pretends innonſence and well-meaning zeal, but can digeſt a harſher dyet without any offence to his conſtitution. He is that troubleſome Vapour that breaks out of the earth to make a wind, and only ſighs himſelf into a Calm to recover breath and blow again. He is the crudor humors and Itch of a Kingdom, and not only tickels himſelf into torment, but revengfully infects his Neighbour, and if the wholſom Phebetomy of the Obſervator, had not fetcht it out of his veins by the timely diſcovery of his diſeaſe, the Infant Itch wou'd have ſpread into an incurable Scurf. He is the Epitome of all ſorts of villanies, and compriſeth in his own peculiar Nut-ſhell the bold contrivances and rediculous attempts of Jack Straw and his ſucceſsleſs Gang. Rebellion is his end, but the pretence of good ſervice his means: There's more Loyalty in the very Title Page of one of the Intelligences, then in a thouſand adviſing Sheets of his Petitioning Scrowls. He pretends tis the fear of Popery that alarms him, and to prevent that, He'l pull up the Wheat together with the Tares, and (like the fooliſh Indian, that deſpiſeth the Pearl becauſe he found it in a puddle) he'l reject the truth of the Religion together with the Errors. He refuſeth to come to Church, and comply with the Cerimonies becauſe death upon the Belfry is Popiſhly affected, and becauſe the ſand in his hour-glaſs is Jeſuits Powder; He contemns the Church Bible becauſe tis corrupted by the evil Councel of the Apocripha, and fancies that Tobith's dog was nothing elſe but the Pope's Cerberus; Addreſſes he eſteems as a ſneaking peace of cowardiſe, and reckons him to be the boldeſt Champion of Religion that will ſtrenuouſly oppoſe the Defender of it; His Bugbear jealouſies are the creatures of his own head. And (like the Artiſt that made a Devil which terrify'd him) he firſt creates and then fears them; In a word, he's a deſturber of the tranquility of the Nation, and an Enemy to all Loyal Subjects.