WIth your leave, and without your leave Gentlemen of the Houses, though I hold it besenesse to insult over dying Rebels, (for so you are now in my esteeme) yet I dare affirme it but excellent Iustice, to make you sensible of your villanies, ere you visit the Wormes.

Most high and mighty States, most blessed Reformers, most zea­lous Saints, most renowned Heroes, most sanctified Patriots, and most religious Rebels; alas how comes it about, that of late you are fallen into such contempt, and are disregarded by your boa­red Vassailes, the Cowardly besotted English Nation; what is the reason that your Almighty Power, hath so soone left you, and is lookt upon as invalid; how comes it to passe that your Votes, Orders, and Declarations, are no other then the sport of fooles, and the mockery of Men, who could have Prognosticated, set Wharton aside, that you should so soone tumble from the top of your great­nesse; I had thought that no humane strength could have forced you from your thrones, but it ought to be no wonder to wise men, for—

Most gracious most famous, and most wicked States, what would you give now that you had never runne your selves so farre into your Rebellious laborinth; you say you fought at first for to pur­chase a Reformation, I say you fight now for your heads, see how the sceano is changed, we know that when you first Convened, you drew your Swords against your lawfull Prince, with an intent to pull downe the Bishops, and fathers of the Church, the masters of Order and Discipline, to the end you might introduce your novell and Soule killing Independency, by the advancing of the factious mercenary Cleargie in their roome, Creatures so flexible, that you might put any stamp you pleased upon them, such are your hyre­lings of the Synod, and in particular, Marshall, Vines, Nie; Dell, Peters, Strong, Gouge and the rest of the Apostated Levites, wee know that you wrested the Kings Sword out of his hand, & made your selves heires to the Militia, that you might put your bitts and bridles in the mouthes of the People, and then ride at your plea­sures; wee know that you Declared against Monopolies, and Ship-money, with an intent in stead of them to set up your never dying Excize, your Contributions, and free quarter; wee know that you complied with the Scots, onely for your owne private advantage, and took their Covenant, only for a cloake, that so you might grow great by their ayd and fool that Nation into a good opinion of you, wee know that you are seemingly zealous, but really wicked out­wardly Stoickes, but inwardly Epicures; wee know that you have this seven yeares, solemnly given thankes for blood, and cordially fasted for strife and debate, and to conclude, wee well know that you voted no further addresses to his Majesty, in hope that now you had brought to passe your projections, and that you might pro­ceed to confirme your Anarchy, and to make your selves a free and absolute State, commanding the Persons and purses of the people at your pleasures, and for ever to inslave and vassalize us and our Po­sterity, and wee know that you gulled his Majesty in the Ile of Wight, with an intent, to secure his Person from the eyes of the People, and there to murther him at your pleasures.

And because wee know this, and to summe up the sense of all, that you are the most wretched, bloody, barbarous, incorrigible—, that ever met together, therfore, it is that we now have a firme in­tention, to disingage you, and in liew of your worthy acts fairly to cut your threats, and to ceaze on your estates the incomes wherof we will imploy thus:

Your lands which you have forfeited to his Majesty for your Rebellion, shall be divided amongst those widdowes, whose hus­bands you have shot to death, and hanged for their Loyalty to their King, and to the heirs for ever of Tomkins, Challoner, Bur­leigh, and the rest, your goods, and moveables, we will distribute amongst the people, who have this many years, been robbed, and plundered by you, and your Agents, and this assure your selves, we will not faile to doe and that suddenly, if the ten thousand gallant Souldiers now under Sir Marmaduke Langdale; thirty thousand Scots, seven thousand under the conduct of the Earl of Norwich, & Sir Charles Lucas, twenty thousand in London, (who wait but an opportunity) and ten thousand of French, and English, now with the Prince of Wales can doe it; therefore make up your accompts with heaven speedily, for both the starres and men have designed your deaths, and the more to assure you, that I speak truth, as also (that if it be possible) you may be penitent, I send you this,—

So farewell old Parliament, now I come to you Sir Thomas Fairfax, ô my Lord Fairfax, I should have said, or rather King Tom, the Arch-Traytor of England, and the Rake-shames under your command, whom you lead about to murther, and rob the people.

Vile villain, whose name shall be an hissing to Posterity, had it not beene better for thee to have made use of the opportunity, which heaven once put into thy hands, and have brought the King from Holdenby to London rather then have followed the luster of Cromwels nose, and cheat him into the Isle of Wight, didst thou not protest at New-market and St. Al-bones, that thou wouldest use all meanes, for the Kings restauration, and that thou refusedst to disband thine Army on such pious grounds, hadst not thou and Nol private conference with his Majesty, and did you not pawne your Soules, that nothing should be acted which should be thought prejudiciall to his Interest, and yet afterward when you were re­conciled to the Rebels, who call themselves a Parliament, did not act against him, it seemes the Almighty would not permit you to wipe off your Staine: but that as you had wickedly begun so you should trayterously persist, to the end a hatchet may cure the one of the gowt, and an halter send the other to hell.

And for you of the Army who tearme your selves Saints, who are a mixt multitude, a people of all Professions, and of more reli­gions, to whom War is become a trade, and who never mention Peace when you give thanks for your plundered diet, we know you are the Scumme of your Nation, you have fought seven yeares to dethrone your King, & now you are in Arms to inslave your selvs and your nation, your cruelties and bloodie practises exceed, all that ever wild fancie hath yet feigned, while like unnaturall Sons, you feed even upon the entrailes of your mother, the Common-wealth of England, do you know what you fight for, I am confident if you did you would not have been so stupid, as still to goe on in your un­heard of outrages, I will tell you; you fight for to support their greatnes who are the most perfect atheists, that ever were on earth, who have ruinated and brought to nothing, the most illustrious and flourishing Church, that ever was since the primitive times, who have no more conscience, then Cannibals, and no more piety then Patricides, Religion is to them a meer Chimera, and they hate pu­rity, [Page 5]as much as uniformity, you fight for those who insatiately thirst for Christian blood, and who make it their chief delight to murder and kill those that are Innocent & Loyall, you fight for those who implacably hate their dread Soveraign Lord King Charls the Lords anointed, set over them, by God [...] command, and immedi­ate appointment, who is the most vertuous, moderate, wise, just, and incomparable Prince, that ever was, whose life they use all meanes to take away, and would esteeme it their chief happinesse to wash their hands in the blood of him and his posterity, you fight for them who are guilty of the blood of an hundred thousand Soules, who lost their lives for the maintenance of their monstrous Rebel­lion, you fight for those who would fain make themselves a Free and absolute State, and that done, to prey on all men without di­stinction, to doom whom they will for vassailes and whom they will to death, and that they may maintain their own luxurious ri­ot, and riot amongst their concubines, will at their pleasures com­mand your money and goods, yea, even to a penny, and to conclude you fight for those, who when they have accomplished their ends, (as I hope they shall never doe) by your arme, will turn you off, and not owne you, take an occasion to quarrell with you, and turn you to grasse without a penny of your arreares, or so much as thanks, but I perceive that should I use the most moving Oratorie, that it were possible to invent, or should I give you never so many sollid arguments, and unanswerably prove my assertions, it were to asmuch purpose as if I should talke to mine own shadow, you are ti­ed to your desteny, in inseperable cords, and indeed it is but Iu­stice, that you and they should fall together, in a sure confidence whereof thus doe I dig your grave, large enough here, doubt it not to include an Army of such as you are, the extent wherof is as wide as hell:

But now to the linsey woolsey Synod, that compound of the jer­kin and the gowne, who preach blasphemy, print heresie, and talk Treason, and yet have not had the power to doe it, though their Directory, taught the people to pray backwards, and their Cate­chismes, couzened them of their old creed, was there ever such a conclave of ridiculous Rabbies as these are, since the time that Pope Ione was elected, who are so far from being a Synod, of able and orthodox Divines, duly & lawfully called, by the Bishops, & Gover­nours of the Church, that they are a thin conventicle of factious mer­cenaries, whose trade it is, to sooth up the Rebels in their impious undertakings, and to prove all paradoxes out of holy writ for 4^s. a day, a company of owles, who whoot nothing but Se­dition and Barbarisme, who honour Melvils precepts, above the law of Moses, and preferre Calvin before Austin; desist, desist ye Apostated Shavelings, in the mean time give me leave, or I will take it to shake over you, this,