SIck, mortally sick, heart-sick, and without hope of redemption; yet of as sound, and perfect me­mory, as when I was Master of the Treasury, and kept the Register of State-consciences in mine own hand. And though my foundation be thrown down, and the lease of my life near done, I have left that behind me which shall give cause to Posterity to remember me. So as, though I; Rump-like, should fry in the fire: or Phaenix-like be resolv'd to mouldred ashes, my memory shall live still in the Calender of the GOOD OLD CAUSE; in defence whereof I appeared so stout a Champion, till these late Vindicators of their Liberty fought me out of breath. Wherein how I behaved my self both here and in that Neighbouring-Nation (which received me, nay nursed me, as if I had been their Darling) I freely appeal to my Compurgators, those many trusty Co—jurers of mine, who swore valiantly for me; nay swore many out of their lives and fortunes, that they might more devotionally serve me. But these Memorials suit not with my con­dition, I am now marching to my Doom, for now that Spit-fire, that Tyburn topman appears, who has made Exchange of his Loup with a Link, to squib out my Spirit with his consuming light. Now then to my WILL, though I have no Will to make it, for though I value not the world much, having so unfaithfully dealt with me, and broke my COVENANT: yet so indeared be my Allies to me, and so stoutly have they sided with me, and so unanimously supported me, as it is a torment to me to leave them in the Lees; or like moulted Scale­drakes drilling, and drivelling under-water, sculking like so many forlorn Runnagado's in every blind corner, and cursing those Incen­diaries of my deserted Covenant, the sole foretresse of their honour.

It is not unknown to me how saucily one of the Cavalier-Synod [Page 2]jeer'd me before my sentence was pronounced, who standing up used these words; Whereas he was of opinion, that the Covenant had been so long time laid aside, as he verily thought it was grown moist and dampish: and consequently lesse apt to take fire: he held it fitting that those fiery and spritely Works of Mr. PRIN should be joyned to it, to make it more combustible.

In the disposal then of my Corporal Estate (for Temporal I have none worth looking after) civil gratitude injoyns me to bestow my best wishes, and bequeath my chiefest Legacies upon my choicest friends. First, it is my Will (which I hope my Testators will never labour to reverse, nor question in a Court of Conscience, a Synodall which I have ever mortally hated) that after dissection of my body, the constitution whereof I have felt daily sailing and falling into decay, ever since my dear Rump was so Jewishly circumcised, nay shamefully carbonado'd; this small remainder or Fag-end of my Covenanters receive to their sole use and behoof the light, and be­nefit of mine Eyes; knowing well that they must either look about them, or be catcht; and so become a pitiful prey to those that hate them. As for my Brains, I bestow them on the Phanatick, his Zeal makes him more desperate then discreet. Let him fight, but know the power of his Complices first. I could wish too, that when he has sufficiently supplyed his own Interest; in a Brotherly pity he would contribute his assistance to my feverish Brother the upright Quaker: who though he would not attest my Covenant with an Oath (being a tye which his scrupulous Conscience ever bogled at) yet cordially held he closely to the mainest of my Anarchicall Principles. In lieu whereof (for I would never appear regardlesse of the security of my friend) it is my desire that the grossest, and un­refinedest part of those Brains bequeathed as aforesaid, should be infused, and carefully boiled in a pipkin, with some grains of Mer­cury, pure and unmortifyed quick-silver, with sundry other Chymi­call Ingrediencies, artificially mixed: purposely to enliven the drowsie Spirit of my Quaker, and make him more factiously active. This is the best receipt that can be applyed to his crazy condition; both to secure him in the Holy wayes of his Calling, as likewise to fortifie him in any action of service wherein his beloved fraternity shall be pleased to imploy him: or in whatsoever he shall be affron­ted by those Libertines that shall maligne him. And to inable him [Page 3]the better, it were not amiss, if he chaf'd, and cheer'd his sinue­shrunk arteries with the nerve-oyle of a spritely Leveller: this will scrue up his drooping Spirit to a lofty pin.

But give me leave a little to look upward before I go downward: and travel over Sea by direction, where I shall never be received by colour of my Commission. And in the first place, my dear and trusty GOF, I must not forget thee; thou held my Covenant for an Article of Faith, and spoke stoutly for it, till thy pipes grew accidentally stopt: to supply which defect, and render me thankful, I bequeath thee my Lungs before Dun dismal hand handle them, either by seazing or cinging them. 2ly, I am to have an eye on my old friend HUSON, for that one-eyed Aulman can find no more for me; I do leave him a Spe­ctacle with one light which an honest Monoculist bestow'd on me at his death, and some little time before the birth of my now discoun­tenanc'd Covenant. To put him upon a design I shall not need, his Profession was never without Ends. I could wish him both his eyes to prevent a sad one. But I fear infinitely (if my fear could secure him) that the blind Hunx, unless he break his chain, will scarcely escape the Nooze, for he is sure to be baited by two tryed dogs, and both of the Garden, that will Collar with him: Ball and Porter, I mean, who know how to hold, and keep him at advantage. As for my dis­carded Jeweller unfortunate BAXTER, it grieves me to hear his Tower-rents disrented. It was once in my mind to have sent him over a Ream or two of my scattered Covenants (for both Presse and State grew weary of them) purposely to wrap up his rich Carknets, Bracelets, and Lockets: but hearing lately how all those precious Prizals were by misprision laid in Lavander, their unhappy conversi­on sav'd me a labour.

I am not unmindful of Commissary WHALEY, nor those insup­portable affronts his undaunted patience has incountered in my de­fence. I could willingly bequeath him my Stomack, with which I might sometimes have compared with the Estrich: for Iron is of ea­sier digestion then wrongs. But his intimacy with our Great Master OLIVER (if he may safely pass over the Stygian Flood) will afford him better advice, and quicker reliefe, if there be any Place or Of­fice in that Region, then the Countenance or Sollicitancy of his nearest Allies here. So as I leave him there to take up free-quarter.

—Oh me! the fear of my approaching dispatch (for I hear DUN [Page 4]at the door) had quite put out of my mind the memory of my in­cloistered Crimson Favourite Justice LISLE; his Sanctuary or book, I hope will save him; otherwise those decayed Carkasses of his old acquaintance lately lodged near Paddington will prefer their Pe­tition by a sollicitous Mercury, for the injoyment of his Company.

Thus from the ashes of my cindrous fortunes have I contributed to my cashier'd friends. Legs have I yet left me, which I would bestow for Legacies on those in-grated Cubs in the Tower, if they could make use of them. But since they cannot, I must: being now jogging on to that place which I hated most: and to that end which I feared least.—Yet Solamen miseris! I see by a Landskip my anti­ent constant Comrade ARGILE, (whose Nation, though it gave me first birth, it most unnaturally doom'd me to death) stalking same way, and the very sameAs it was re­ported and intended, though after­wards other­wise executed. With whom two Stout Scotch Sectaries GUTHREY and GIFFEN our faithfull Covenanters, with un­daunted courage suffered; Scoffing at death, saying, when their hands were tyed behind them with a Garter: Take notice, Brethren, we are mounted to high honour, and now at our deaths inve­sted with a gallant Order; for we are made Knights of the Garter! So bravely did these Kirk-Rufflers domineer it in a halter. day: while in this my last walk, I observe to mine honour, the pomp of the world emblematiz'd in me, and my late Protector. He left the world with a blast, I with a flash.

Thus by suspence (whereto it was voted by some who took it) is my Covenant quite reft of sense; and my deserted hopes of revivall.