REBELLION SCISM SE [...]
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Then Faction comes with his confused breath,
Breaths forth his mind, and whispers in the ear,
To those who is by him accounted dear;
And freely doth unfold how he is bent
Against his Prince and Lawful Government:
None strives to reconcile that strange in demur,
They value not what dangers may incur;
Ambitions Pride did more and more increase,
For to divide the Land, disturb the Peace.
In this Caballing strain they did run on,
Contrary to the Laws of God and Man:
The Root and Branch of this Rebellious Tree
Grew great, and spread it self by Villany.
Here one lies down, who freely did conspire
To spew forth Coals of most contentious Fire:
Then Satan comes, and in these Words he said,
There's nothing can be done without my aid;
'Twas I that first did put you in the way,
Then follow on your blows, make no delay:
And I will be as helpful to you still
In your proceedings, to my utmost skill.
No sooner Satan had this Promise made,
But wretched Man most willingly obey'd.
Rebellion taken Root, like Evil Weeds
Did grow, from Thought to Words, then hainous Deeds.
Behold where Satan lies! what pains he takes
To blow the Flames, and vast confusion makes.
He at the Root doth like a Serpent lurk,
Seeking to set his Ingines all at work;
To make desention both in Church and State,
And all through very hope of being great:
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All in disorder by[?] [...]
Till Ruine had the Nation over-spread.
We see in part by what they took in hand,
They'd slay the Subjects to preserve the Land:
But see the just reward of their out-rage,
They are become Examples of this Age.
When from Rebellion all their hopes doth flow,
The hand of Justice gives the fatal Blow:
The Figure here doth fairly represent
The final Fall of Traytors Insolent.
Observe the Root, there Satan he insnares,
Behold the Tree, and see what Fruit she bears!
With lofty Arms she all her Branches spreads,
Her chiefest Fruit she bears, is Traytors Heads.
By Treason they their own destruction wrought,
And at the length was here to Justice brought,
Those that behold their fatal destiny,
Keeping the Paths of Love and Loyalty;
Then Peace and Plenty dayly will increase,
And all the Land be fill'd with Joy and Peace.
Let Loyalty be found through all the Lands,
And e'ry Subject in obedience stand:
To Royal JAMES, our Gracious Soveraign Lord,
Let all the Nation pray with one accord:
That those which shall succeed from Age to Age,
May never see the like of this out-rage;
But he preserv'd from violence secure,
So long as shall the Sun and Moon endure.
This may be Printed,
R. P.
LONDON Printed for [...] Deacon, at the Sign of the Angel, in Guiltsp [...] street 1686.