A Letter written by master Symon Rodes, Minister in Yorke, To his Brother in London, With the substance of Sir THO: WIDRINGTONs (Deputy Recorders Speech of Yorke) to His Majestie, at his Entry into the Citie.

Brother,

PErhaps as the World is now come about, you may in some particulars be as glad of tydings from us, as we formerly have beene from you. His Majestie made his entrance into Yorke, on Fryday last in the afternoone, about foure of the Clock. The Mayor and Aldermen, with some others of the chiefest Citizens, meeting him a mile from the City; Where Sir Thomas Widrington, his Deputy Recorder of York, made a very worthy and solemne Speech unto him, and in some passages was seene to weepe.

His Speech (by any expression the King could be observed to shew) was not very well liked of him. The Speech, as neere as I could get a Copy of it, I have here sent you en­closed.

The Lord Mayor tendred the Sword unto his Majestie upon his knee, and having kissed his Majesties hand, recei­ved it of him againe, bearing it before him, through that part of the City, unto the Pallace.

That night late the Earle of Newcastle came in with some other Company; which Earle departed very early a­gaine, the next morning, some reported towards Hull; others, for the Bishopricke of Durham.

His Majestie had no extraordinary Attendance with him: What may follow, I know not. Here flie divers con­jectures, suspitious rumours, upon his Majesties removeall so farre from His Parliament: That Discontent occasio­ned it, we all feare. God remove, in his good time, all Iealousies from betweene the King and his people.

There came on Thursday night, a servant, or Messenger from Sir Iohn Haughtham, Governour of Hull, unto the Lord Mayor, being the night before His Majestie made his entrance. What the importance of that Message did con­cerne. I for my part am as yet wholly ignorant of: but it is given out to be something that the said Governour re­quested the Lord Major to impart unto his Majestie, as touching some great charge he had lately received from both Houses, as touching something about giving entrance into the Towne; The rest, Time must produce.

Here are great feares about Strangers, Danes, and others, with a great Fleet that should be upon the Coast, and to come for Hull, or Newcastle. But I trust in God, tis not so. Some Disturbances, for certaine, are broke forth in the Bishopricke of Durham, but whereupon, and what the true ground of it is, I dare not yet write, although it is heere in Yorke given out, that some of the Popish Partie there, doe not onely speake, but begin to attempt strange matters: One whereof is, That they will not part with their Armes, according unto the last Order of the Parliament.

Your true affectionate Brother, Simon Rhodes.

Sr. Thomas Widrington, Deputy Recorder of Yorke, his Speech unto his Majesty Friday, March 18. 1641. what time His Majesty made his entry into Yorke, met by the Lord Major.

Dread Soveraigne:

I Am by the assignement of the Right Honourable the Lord Major, the Worshipfull Aldermen, and worthy Citizens of Yorke: by the duty of my place, by my owne so many personall great obligements unto your most Sacred Majesty; this third time appointed to welcome Your Royall presence to Your City of Yorke; and assuredly (most undoubted Soveraigne,) were it not, that wee in our minds, (as full of Loyalty as affection toward Your Majesty,) have too just cause to feare that high discontent arising from the heavy distance, which it hath pleased God, (for our sinnes, for no long time wee trust) to breake out betweene Your Majesty, and Your Grand Coun­sell now assembled, hath rather occasioned this Your Majesties repaire hither at this season, then the oportunity of the place, (as Your Majesties affaires now stand,) or any our deserved worthi­nesse; Your Majesty being the onely Sol of our hearts, should have had a farre more transcendent vigour in them, toward the raising a farre more forward Spring of joy in them, then yet the Sunne from his Spheare hath in these par [...]s produced out of the Earth: I speake not this (Deare Soveraign) in any wise to bee understood as if it were not deepely possessed with all reall and cordiall com­fort; not onely at the Presence of Your Royall selfe, but likewise of that of Your Royall Sonne, the Princes Highnesse; whose Excellency is this very first time beheld generally by so great a multi­tude of Northen eyes as never before in these parts; (whom God Almighty long preserve to Your Maiesties continuall security and our future support;) But to make knowne unto Your Maiesty, what earnest, unutterable desire, and inclination wee all here have, as wee are well assured, have all Your truly Loyall Subiects throughout Your Kingdome, to see once a happy and a firme cor­respondency betweene Your Maiesty, and this Parliament, wherein Your Maiesties good and ours, as head and members is a like concerned. They for their part were confidently perswaded ma­turely weighing; how, if the Animall Spirits descend not from the head into the members, the whole body is suddenly surprised, either with a Lethargie or Apoplexie: as Your Maiesty, w [...] strongly beleeve, in Your Royall wisedome perfectly apprehends, that for the better inab [...] and cherishing of the Braine, the Vitall parts must administer unto the head; and were this c [...]rent interchangeably, not intermitted, friendly intercourse is found in the body naturall, its [...] is a sound constitution and iocound temperament: But if God, whose wayes are unsearchab [...] and who can unite minds though farre distant in place, shall for Your Maiesties sake in [...] of the constant religious heart You ever bore toward him: Grant unto ancient Yorke this bles [...] [...]all discontents and misunderstanding, (whence have possibly proceeded some jealous [...] [...] end at Yorke, may die and depart at Yorke; may bee entombed at Yorke, then should Yorke have [...] (If ever Yorke had any) of yeilding humble, hearty, and devout Praise, Laud, and Thankesgiving [...] God; bounden duty, thankefull congratulation, nay, triumphant acknowledgement unto Your Maiesty.

London, Printed for Nath: Butter, 1642.

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