Hosanna, or, A song of thanks-giving sung by the children of Zion, and set forth in three notable speeches at Grocers Hall, on the late solemn day of thanksgiving, Thursday June 7, 1649 : the first was spoken by Alderman Atkins, the second by Alderman Isaac Pennington, the third by Hugh Peters (no alderman, but) clericus in cuerpo.
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             Hosanna, or, A song of thanks-giving sung by the children of Zion, and set forth in three notable speeches at Grocers Hall, on the late solemn day of thanksgiving, Thursday June 7, 1649 : the first was spoken by Alderman Atkins, the second by Alderman Isaac Pennington, the third by Hugh Peters (no alderman, but) clericus in cuerpo.
             Atkins, Thomas, Sir.
             Penington, Isaac, Sir, 1587?-1660.
             Peters, Hugh, 1598-1660.
          
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             [London :
             1649]
          
           
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           HOSANNA
           :
           OR
           ,
           A
           Song
           of
           Thanksgiving
           ,
           Sung
           by
           the
           CHILDREN
           of
           ZION
           ;
           AND
           Set
           forth
           in
           three
           notable
           Speeches
           at
           
             Grocers-Hall
             ,
          
           on
           the
           late
           solemn
           Day
           of
           
             Thanksgiving
             ,
          
           Thursday
           
             June
          
           7.
           1649.
           
        
         
           The
           First
           was
           Spoken
           by
           Alderman
           
             Atkins
             .
          
        
         
           The
           Second
           by
           Alderman
           
             Isaac
             Pennington
             .
          
        
         
           The
           Third
           by
           
             Hugh
             Peters
          
           (
           no
           Alderman
           ,
           but
           )
           
             Clericus
             in
             cuerpo
             .
          
        
         
           Risum
           teneatis
           Amici
           ?
        
         
           
             Alderman
             
               ATKINS
            
             his
             Speech
             before
             Dinner
             to
             the
             
               Speaker
               ,
            
             the
             
               General
               ,
               Lieutenant
               General
               ,
            
             and
             Lord
             President
             
               Bradshaw
               ,
            
             at
             
               Grocers-Hall
               ,
               Thursday
            
             June
             7.
             
          
           
             
               Mr.
               Speaker
               ,
            
          
           
             OH
             ,
             this
             is
             a
             blessed
             day
             (
             M.
             
               Speaker
            
             and
             
               mervailous
               in
               our
               eyes
               ,
            
             to
             see
             you
             become
             our
             
               Supreme
               Head
            
             and
             
               Governour
               ,
            
             now
             that
             we
             have
             cut
             off
             the
             
               Kings
               head
               .
            
             And
             as
             (
             I
             take
             it
             )
             it
             is
             one
             main
             reason
             of
             this
             heavenly
             Thanksgiving
             to
             my
             Lord
             
               Lieutenant-General
               ,
            
             and
             Mr.
             
             
               General's
            
             Excellency
             for
             their
             great
             pains
             in
             the
             business
             .
             Verily
             (
             Mr.
             
               Speaker
            
             )
             I
             cannot
             chuse
             but
             weep
             for
             joy
             to
             think
             on
             't
             ;
             and
             yet
             I
             cannot
             tell
             you
             for
             what
             ,
             though
             I
             shall
             tell
             you
             by
             and
             by
             —
             In
             the
             mean
             time
             —
             
               prethee
               M.
            
             Steward
             ,
             
               set
               aside
               a
               couple
               of
               Custards
               ,
               and
               a
               Tart
               for
               my
               wife
            
             —
             In
             the
             mean
             time
             (
             I
             say
             )
             I
             see
             no
             reason
             but
             why
             I
             may
             cry
             as
             well
             as
             baul
             .
             I
             say
             
               Sir
               ,
            
             I
             can
             baul
             as
             well
             as
             my
             Lord
             of
             
               Pembroke
            
             here
             ,
             or
             any
             man
             else
             my
             mouth
             was
             made
             for
             bauling
             ;
             and
             I
             think
             you
             all
             know
             it
             well
             enough
             in
             the
             
               House
            
             upon
             occasion
             ;
             For
             you
             may
             remember
             ,
             Mr.
             
             
               Speaker
               ,
            
             how
             I
             baul'd
             at
             the
             
               Apprentices
               ,
            
             two
             years
             since
             ,
             when
             the
             House
             of
             
               Commons
            
             had
             like
             to
             have
             gon
             to
             wrack
             like
             a
             
               Bawdy-house
            
             I
             am
             sure
             I
             was
             Mr.
             
             
               Speaker
            
             then
             ;
             for
             you
             look'●
             as
             white
             as
             the
             
               driven
               Custard
               ,
            
             and
             had
             
               neither
               tongue
               nor
               eyes
               ,
               nor
               eares
               ,
               nor
               nose
               ,
               nor
               brains
               ,
            
             nor
             any
             thing
             else
             ,
             but
             were
             in
             the
             same
             pickle
             as
             when
             the
             
               King
            
             came
             to
             demand
             the
             
               five
               Members
               .
            
             I
             wonder
             he
             did
             not
             smell
             me
             out
             too
             for
             a
             
               Traytor
            
             :
             For
             ,
             I
             had
             my
             
               breeches
               full
            
             on
             't
             then
             ,
             as
             I
             had
             half
             a
             year
             before
             in
             
               Finsbury
               ,
            
             at
             the
             general
             Muster
             of
             the
             new
             
               Militia
            
             :
             At
             which
             time
             ,
             I
             say
             ,
             
               Sir
               ,
            
             I
             was
             one
             of
             the
             
               City-Collonels
               ,
            
             and
             came
             off
             cleanly
             (
             though
             I
             say
             it
             :
             )
             For
             ,
             being
             wounded
             in
             the
             belly
             ,
             I
             retreated
             home
             ,
             and
             having
             asked
             counsel
             of
             a
             
               Surgeon
               ,
            
             the
             Malignant
             Knave
             would
             not
             undertake
             me
             ;
             and
             so
             the
             
               State
            
             might
             have
             lost
             a
             Servant
             for
             want
             of
             a
             
               Plaister
               ,
            
             but
             that
             my
             
               Kitchin-wench
            
             made
             a
             shift
             to
             cure
             me
             with
             a
             
               dish-clout
               .
            
          
           
             But
             having
             scap't
             this
             
               scouring
            
             (
             M.
             
               Speaker
            
             )
             and
             lived
             to
             see
             this
             glorious
             day
             ,
             now
             let
             us
             sing
             the
             song
             of
             old
             
               Simeon
               ,
            
             and
             depart
             in
             peace
             :
             but
             first
             let
             's
             have
             our
             
               belly-fulls
               .
            
             O
             death
             ,
             I
             defie
             thee
             ,
             for
             here
             's
             a
             good
             
               dinner
            
             coming
             in
             .
             Twelve
             
               Bucks
            
             out
             of
             
               Eltham-Parke
               ,
            
             besides
             those
             of
             the
             
               City
            
             ;
             not
             a
             
               Presbyterian
            
             bit
             (
             I
             promise
             you
             ,
             )
             therefore
             sit
             down
             
               Gentlemen
               ,
            
             and
             eat
             lustily
             ,
             I
             promise
             you
             
             it
             's
             well
             season'd
             .
             I
             'll
             pass
             my
             word
             for
             the
             
               Cooks
            
             ;
             for
             I
             was
             one
             of
             the
             
               Committee
            
             that
             examined
             them
             ,
             and
             put
             them
             
               *
            
             every
             man
             to
             their
             
               Oaths
               ,
            
             to
             forswear
             :
             
               Rats
               bane
               ,
               Mercury
            
             and
             
               Monarchy
               .
            
             Besides
             here
             's
             my
             
               Lord
               President
            
             (
             for
             more
             security
             )
             hath
             brought
             a
             dozen
             
               Tasters
            
             along
             with
             him
             .
             I
             hope
             he
             will
             lend
             us
             some
             of
             them
             .
             And
             now
             Mr.
             
             
               Speaker
               ,
            
             you
             are
             welcome
             ;
             in
             the
             name
             of
             my
             
               Brethren
               Representative
            
             of
             the
             
               City
               ,
            
             I
             bid
             you
             heartily
             welcom
             ;
             you
             may
             eat
             ,
             drink
             ,
             and
             be
             merry
             ;
             for
             ,
             you
             have
             laid
             up
             goods
             for
             many
             years
             ,
             and
             now
             you
             are
             laying
             up
             the
             
               Kings
               Goods
               .
               More
               sacks
               to
               the
               Mill
            
             still
             .
             Sit
             down
             Mr.
             
             
               Speaker
            
             ;
             you
             are
             a
             good
             
               old
               Speaker
            
             ;
             you
             are
             the
             
               Representative
            
             of
             the
             
               Supreme
               Authority
               .
            
             It
             was
             the
             
               Popes
            
             first
             ,
             next
             it
             was
             the
             
               Kings
               ,
            
             and
             now
             it
             is
             yours
             ,
             thank
             the
             
               Army
               .
            
             H●w
             daintily
             things
             are
             come
             about
             ,
             (
             Mr.
             
             
               Speaker
            
             )
             as
             well
             as
             you
             and
             I
             !
             For
             ,
             as
             I
             take
             it
             ,
             you
             and
             I
             ,
             and
             many
             more
             here
             have
             been
             at
             all
             
               Thanksgivings
            
             these
             7.
             years
             .
             We
             have
             waited
             upon
             his
             old
             Excellency
             
               Essex
            
             and
             the
             Admiral
             
               Warwick
               ,
            
             and
             sung
             
               Psalms
            
             with
             the
             
               Assembly
               men
            
             here
             over
             and
             over
             :
             And
             now
             those
             
               Black-birds
            
             are
             all
             flown
             ,
             and
             out
             of
             Tune
             :
             here
             's
             not
             a
             man
             of
             them
             but
             
               Thomas
               Goodwin
               ,
            
             and
             he
             is
             every
             jot
             as
             honest
             a
             man
             as
             his
             name-sake
             
               John
            
             ;
             for
             neither
             of
             them
             cares
             much
             for
             saying
             
               Grace
               ,
            
             Therefore
             sit
             down
             (
             Mr.
             
             
               Speaker
            
             )
             we
             have
             his
             
               new
               Excellency
            
             here
             now
             ,
             and
             General
             
               Cromwells
            
             honour
             ,
             that
             cares
             as
             little
             as
             they
             .
             Indeed
             ,
             you
             must
             sit
             down
             first
             ,
             and
             my
             
               Lord
               Mayor
            
             next
             ;
             for
             ,
             the
             
               Army
            
             (
             I
             am
             sure
             )
             made
             us
             vote
             it
             so
             ,
             and
             that
             the
             
               City-Sword
            
             should
             be
             yielded
             up
             to
             you
             to
             make
             a
             
               Thanks-giving
               Trencher-Knife
            
             and
             so
             you
             were
             as
             good
             a
             man
             as
             the
             
               King
               ,
            
             and
             a
             better
             than
             my
             
               Lord
               Mayor
            
             ;
             and
             so
             you
             might
             have
             been
             still
             ,
             had
             you
             not
             giv●n
             him
             his
             
               Sword
            
             again
             ,
             for
             you
             lose
             your
             place
             in
             yielding
             up
             the
             
               sword
            
             :
             and
             leave
             the
             
               Supream
               Authority
            
             in
             my
             
               Lord
               Mayor
            
             and
             the
             
               Army
               .
            
             Howsoever
             sit
             still
             (
             
               Sir
               ,
            
             )
             I
             hope
             the
             
               General
            
             will
             not
             oppose
             the
             
               Votes
            
             of
             the
             
               House
               ,
            
             now
             that
             it
             is
             the
             
               Armies
            
             own
             
               House
               ,
            
             but
             let
             them
             pass
             an
             't
             be
             but
             
               for
               fashions
               sake
            
             :
             and
             therefore
             (
             M
             
               Speaker
            
             )
             
               for
               fashions
               sake
            
             you
             may
             sit
             uppermost
             ,
             and
             next
             to
             you
             my
             
               Lord
               Mayor
               .
            
          
           
             I
             think
             too
             ,
             for
             fashions
             sake
             (
             my
             
               Lord
               General
            
             )
             your
             
               Excellency
            
             may
             sit
             down
             next
             .
             I
             would
             be
             loth
             to
             d●splease
             Mr.
             
             
               Lieutenant
               Generals
            
             honour
             ,
             I
             hope
             he
             will
             not
             be
             angry
             at
             your
             
               Excellency
               ,
            
             nor
             me
             ▪
             I
             could
             wish
             you
             had
             voted
             all
             your
             places
             before
             you
             came
             hither
             :
             But
             your
             
               Excellency
            
             may
             sit
             ,
             I
             suppose
             ;
             for
             Mr.
             
             
               Lieut
               Gen.
            
             looks
             as
             if
             he
             gave
             you
             leave
             ▪
             On
             my
             Conscience
             that
             's
             a
             meek
             humble
             soul
             ,
             and
             will
             take
             some
             other
             time
             to
             set
             you
             beside
             the
             
               saddle
               .
            
          
           
             And
             for
             you
             (
             my
             Lord
             
               President
            
             I
             should
             have
             placed
             you
             uppermost
             ;
             for
             ,
             I
             know
             none
             so
             fit
             to
             have
             represented
             the
             
               Supreme
               Authority
               ,
            
             as
             you
             that
             commanded
             the
             cutting
             off
             that
             
               Head
            
             of
             it
             !
             Oh
             ,
             how
             this
             
               Scarlet-gown
            
             becomes
             your
             honour
             !
             It
             suits
             exceeding
             well
             with
             mine
             and
             my
             
               Lord
               Mayors
            
             ;
             for
             ,
             you
             sentenced
             the
             old
             
               King
            
             as
             a
             
               Traytor
               ,
            
             and
             we
             have
             proclaimed
             the
             young
             
               King
            
             to
             be
             no
             
               King
               ,
            
             and
             a
             
               Traytor
               ,
            
             when
             we
             can
             catch
             him
             .
             It
             was
             a
             dangerous
             piece
             of
             work
             indeed
             ;
             I
             was
             as
             affraid
             as
             you
             are
             of
             following
             Docter
             
               Dorista
            
             ;
             the
             people
             did
             so
             threaten
             ,
             as
             if
             they
             would
             have
             torn
             us
             for
             the
             very
             raggs
             of
             Authority
             ,
             and
             cried
             up
             
               Charles
               the
               second
               ,
            
             louder
             than
             we
             could
             cry
             him
             down
             .
             I
             think
             the
             rest
             of
             my
             
               Brethren
            
             carried
             it
             little
             better
             than
             my self
             ;
             for
             ,
             my
             
               guts
            
             began
             to
             crow
             after
             their
             ,
             old
             tune
             ,
             and
             wrought
             like
             bottle-beer
             ,
             insomuch
             that
             I
             wish't
             for
             Coll.
             
             
               Pride
            
             to
             stop
             the
             
               Bung-hole
               ,
            
             till
             the
             
               Troopers
            
             reliev'd
             us
             .
          
           
             But
             now
             (
             my
             good
             Lord
             
               President
            
             )
             let
             's
             comfort
             one
             another
             :
             And
             though
             you
             deserve
             to
             be
             uppermost
             ,
             yet
             sit
             down
             and
             be
             content
             with
             your
             place
             .
             For
             
               fashion's
               sake
            
             M.
             
               Lieutenant-General's
            
             honour
             is
             content
             to
             let
             it
             be
             so
             ,
             till
             he
             finds
             it
             convenient
             to
             turn
             you
             off
             as
             well
             as
             his
             
               Excellency
               .
            
             Pray
             take
             it
             not
             ill
             that
             I
             whisper
             this
             in
             your
             ear
             ;
             for
             ,
             now
             that
             he
             hath
             made
             you
             serve
             his
             ends
             ,
             he
             cares
             not
             so
             he
             were
             rid
             of
             you
             ;
             since
             you
             may
             serve
             them
             all
             as
             you
             did
             the
             
               King
               ,
            
             in
             a
             new
             High
             Court
             of
             
               Justice
               ,
            
             because
             you
             are
             pleased
             to
             let
             it
             be
             so
             .
          
           
             The
             next
             place
             (
             Mr.
             
             
               Lieut.
               Gen.
            
             )
             must
             needs
             be
             yours
             .
             By
             his
             
               Excellencie's
            
             leave
             ,
             you
             are
             the
             
               Saviour
               of
               the
               three
               Kingdoms
               .
            
             You
             are
             he
             that
             hath
             filled
             our
             hearts
             this
             day
             with
             Thanksgiving
             and
             gladness
             .
             You
             trained
             the
             King
             into
             a
             snare
             at
             
               Carisbrook
            
             Castle
             ,
             and
             fooled
             and
             routed
             all
             his
             Party
             .
             You
             set
             up
             a
             
               High
               Court
            
             to
             cut
             him
             off
             ,
             and
             you
             lie
             at
             catch
             for
             his
             
               Son
               .
            
             You
             have
             made
             us
             a
             
               Common-wealth
               ,
            
             that
             is
             (
             as
             
               Malignants
            
             say
             )
             have
             given
             us
             power
             to
             put
             a
             finger
             in
             every
             mans
             
               purse
            
             and
             
               ●ocket
               .
            
             You
             have
             made
             the
             people
             the
             
               Supreme
               Authority
               ,
            
             and
             left
             them
             no
             
               Laws
               .
            
             And
             well
             done
             (
             Sir
             )
             for
             what
             should
             we
             do
             with
             any
             
               Law
            
             but
             the
             
               Sword
            
             ?
             Or
             what
             
               Law
            
             like
             
               Liberty
               of
               Conscience
            
             and
             
               Power
            
             met
             together
             ?
             You
             it
             is
             that
             lead
             his
             
               Excellency
            
             by
             the
             nose
             like
             a
             
               Bear
               ,
            
             and
             at
             last
             will
             bring
             him
             to
             the
             
               stake
               .
            
             You
             have
             new
             moulded
             the
             City
             .
             You
             are
             the
             
               joy
               of
               our
               hearts
               ,
            
             the
             
               light
               of
               our
               eyes
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               breath
               of
               our
               nosthrils
               ,
            
             though
             
               Cavaliers
            
             call
             you
             the
             
               cut-throat
            
             of
             our
             lives
             and
             liberties
             .
             For
             all
             which
             we
             set
             this
             day
             apart
             to
             give
             
               thanks
            
             to
             God
             ,
             and
             a
             
               dinner
            
             to
             you
             ,
             and
             somwhat
             else
             into
             the
             bargain
             ,
             as
             you
             shall
             see
             after
             
               dinner
               .
            
             In
             the
             mean
             time
             fall
             to
             a
             
               short
               life
               and
               a
               merry
            
             ;
             (
             may
             it
             please
             your
             
               Honour
            
             )
             
               a
               short
               life
               and
               a
               merry
            
             ;
             and
             so
             give
             me
             leave
             to
             conclude
             heartily
             with
             part
             of
             the
             
               Lords-Prayer
            
             (
             though
             I
             do
             not
             use
             it
             )
             
               Thy
               Kingdom
               come
            
             ;
             or
             as
             the
             
               Thief
            
             did
             upon
             the
             Cross
             ,
             
               remember
               me
               when
               thou
               comest
               into
               thy
               Kingdom
               ,
            
             and
             I
             promise
             you
             faithfully
             I
             will
             never
             beshite
             the
             
               Palace
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             Alderman
             
               Isaac
               Penningtons
            
             Speech
             .
             at
             the
             presenting
             of
             the
             Golden
             Bason
             and
             Ewer
             unto
             the
             
               General
               ,
            
             with
             Plate
             of
             300
             l.
             value
             ,
             and
             200
             l.
             in
             Gold
             in
             a
             Purse
             to
             the
             
               Lieutenant
               General
               .
            
          
           
             GIve
             ear
             O
             Heavens
             ,
             and
             regard
             O
             earth
             ;
             may
             it
             please
             your
             
               Excellency
            
             to
             open
             your
             mouth
             wide
             and
             I
             shall
             fill
             it
             .
             I
             
               Isaac
               Pennington
            
             Alderman
             of
             
               London
               ,
            
             confesse
             my self
             altogether
             unable
             to
             speak
             the
             praises
             due
             unto
             your self
             ,
             Mr.
             
             
               Leiutenant
               General
               ,
            
             and
             all
             the
             faithfull
             Officers
             and
             Souldiers
             of
             your
             Army
             .
             Yet
             why
             should
             I
             hold
             my
             peace
             ?
             I
             wil●
             speak
             though
             I
             cannot
             speak
             ,
             and
             though
             I
             cannot
             speak
             I
             will
             not
             keep
             silence
             .
             Some
             have
             been
             so
             bold
             as
             to
             brand
             me
             for
             a
             
               crackt
               vessel
               ,
            
             yet
             I
             have
             been
             
               meet
               for
               my
               Masters
               use
               ,
            
             and
             they
             shall
             find
             me
             as
             sound
             as
             
               sounding
               Brass
               ,
               or
               as
               a
               tinckling
               Cymbal
               ▪
               Moses
            
             was
             a
             man
             slow
             of
             speech
             ,
             yet
             he
             was
             a
             great
             
               leader
               ,
            
             and
             so
             have
             I
             been
             ,
             and
             so
             is
             Your
             
               Excellency
               .
            
             But
             as
             for
             Mr.
             
             
               Lieut.
               General
               ,
            
             though
             he
             be
             such
             a
             one
             too
             ,
             yet
             he
             hath
             the
             torgues
             of
             men
             and
             Angels
             so
             much
             at
             his
             
               devotion
               ,
            
             that
             the
             very
             noise
             of
             them
             drowns
             the
             fame
             of
             your
             
               Excellency
               ,
            
             and
             swallows
             up
             your
             
               senses
               .
            
          
           
             For
             my
             part
             ,
             I
             ble●s
             God
             exceedingly
             for
             you
             both
             ,
             for
             all
             your
             
               labour
               of
               love
            
             in
             
               Gun-powder
            
             and
             
               Gosp●l
               ,
            
             and
             carrying
             on
             that
             glorious
             work
             of
             
               Reformation
               ,
            
             which
             though
             I
             began
             in
             desperation
             ,
             yet
             you
             have
             brought
             it
             to
             perfection
             .
             Henceforth
             therefore
             all
             Generations
             shall
             call
             you
             blessed
             ,
             and
             me
             no
             
               mad
               man
               ,
            
             though
             I
             have
             been
             as
             mad
             as
             any
             of
             you
             all
             ;
             and
             yet
             I
             think
             I
             am
             fit
             enough
             to
             deliver
             the
             sense
             of
             the
             
               City
            
             ;
             who
             by
             me
             returnes
             you
             thanks
             for
             the
             great
             pains
             you
             have
             taken
             in
             purging
             the
             malignant
             
               Presbyterians
            
             out
             of
             the
             
               Common
               council
               ,
            
             as
             well
             as
             the
             
               House
            
             ;
             by
             which
             means
             you
             made
             shift
             to
             new-model
             the
             
               City
               ,
            
             as
             you
             did
             the
             
               Army
               ,
            
             turning
             out
             all
             that
             were
             not
             of
             your
             own
             temper
             ;
             so
             that
             we
             are
             all
             now
             of
             one
             soul
             and
             one
             mind
             ,
             and
             lay
             all
             
               things
               in
               common
            
             for
             the
             use
             of
             the
             State
             ,
             but
             what
             is
             our
             own
             .
          
           
             Add
             to
             these
             things
             your
             borrowing
             money
             of
             the
             City
             ,
             but
             never
             paying
             them
             again
             ,
             your
             brea●ing
             all
             their
             priviledges
             ,
             and
             putting
             daily
             affronts
             upon
             them
             ,
             your
             imprisoning
             ,
             fining
             ,
             assessing
             ,
             taxing
             ,
             exci●ng
             ,
             Free-quartering
             ,
             and
             fleecing
             all
             their
             
               fellows
            
             ;
             your
             conquering
             them
             by
             treachery
             ,
             and
             riding
             through
             their
             streets
             in
             triumph
             ,
             your
             over-awing
             them
             with
             the
             Military
             power
             ,
             and
             destroying
             their
             Trade
             by
             Land
             ,
             and
             Traffick
             by
             Sea
             .
             For
             all
             which
             unexpressible
             favours
             ,
             with
             the
             extirpation
             of
             
               Presbyterie
               ,
            
             and
             the
             suppressing
             of
             the
             
               Levellers
               ,
            
             they
             conceive
             themselves
             bound
             to
             return
             an
             acknowledgment
             ,
             and
             rejoyce
             in
             the
             opportunity
             of
             dedicating
             this
             day
             of
             
               Thanksgiving
            
             unto
             you
             and
             your
             
               Bellies
               .
            
          
           
             But
             since
             man
             lives
             not
             by
             
               bread
            
             only
             ,
             but
             by
             killing
             of
             
               Kings
            
             and
             
               loyall
               Subjects
               ,
            
             and
             seizing
             on
             their
             goods
             and
             estates
             ,
             and
             turning
             them
             into
             money
             .
             Since
             Gold
             is
             the
             only
             Goddess
             of
             this
             
               Reformation
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               Saints
            
             cannot
             establish
             their
             
               Kingdom
            
             without
             it
             ;
             since
             your
             
               Excellency
               ,
            
             and
             your
             Lieutenant-General
             Guardian
             ,
             have
             vouchsafed
             us
             this
             favour
             of
             a
             visit
             which
             you
             denyed
             to
             the
             
               Presbyters
               ,
            
             we
             here
             present
             your
             
               Excellency
               ,
            
             with
             the
             same
             
               golden
               Bason
            
             and
             
               Ewer
               ,
            
             which
             you
             refused
             from
             their
             hands
             .
             It
             cost
             them
             one
             
               thousand
               pounds
               ,
            
             and
             because
             it
             was
             of
             their
             providing
             we
             can
             the
             more
             freely
             bestow
             it
             upon
             you
             .
             I
             have
             been
             an
             old
             
               Thanksgiving-Sinner
            
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             M.
             
               Speaker
               ,
            
             or
             any
             of
             them
             all
             ,
             in
             the
             days
             of
             old
             
               Essex
               ,
            
             who
             (
             I
             am
             sure
             )
             never
             received
             such
             a
             
               present
            
             for
             all
             his
             pains
             ,
             but
             was
             content
             to
             be
             fobb'd
             off
             with
             a
             
               Close
               stool
            
             and
             a
             pipe
             of
             
               Tobacco
            
             ;
             which
             was
             the
             reason
             (
             I
             conceive
             )
             why
             my
             brother
             
               Atkins
            
             here
             in
             those
             days
             ,
             kept
             so
             close
             to
             him
             after
             dinner
             .
          
           
             And
             as
             for
             you
             (
             M.
             
               Lieutenant
               General
            
             )
             though
             your
             merits
             out-weigh
             whatever
             we
             can
             present
             unto
             you
             ,
             and
             though
             in
             all
             the
             before-named
             exploits
             we
             must
             allow
             you
             the
             greatest
             share
             ,
             yet
             be
             pleased
             to
             accept
             of
             the
             less
             requital
             ,
             a
             poor
             pittance
             of
             300
             l.
             in
             Plate
             ,
             and
             a
             
               Vision
            
             of
             golden
             
               Angels
            
             in
             a
             purse
             ,
             to
             the
             value
             of
             200
             l.
             all
             the
             cost
             of
             our
             own
             
               Fraternity
               .
            
          
           
             As
             for
             the
             rest
             of
             the
             
               Lords
            
             and
             
               Gentlemen
            
             here
             present
             ,
             I
             hope
             they
             will
             excuse
             us
             ,
             and
             think
             themselves
             well
             satisfied
             with
             their
             
               dinner
            
             :
             And
             in
             particular
             ,
             you
             my
             Lord
             
               President
               ,
            
             who
             deserve
             much
             in
             the
             settling
             of
             this
             
               Republick
               .
            
             But
             having
             done
             but
             one
             single
             Act
             towards
             it
             ,
             if
             you
             expect
             more
             than
             a
             
               dinner
               ,
            
             we
             must
             leave
             you
             to
             the
             consideration
             of
             M.
             
               Lieutenant-General
               ,
            
             who
             set
             you
             on
             work
             and
             in
             the
             end
             (
             no
             doubt
             )
             will
             pay
             your
             
               wages
               .
            
          
           
             I
             have
             but
             one
             word
             more
             to
             say
             ,
             and
             that
             is
             this
             :
             We
             have
             great
             cause
             to
             rejoyce
             in
             the
             happy
             settlement
             of
             this
             
               Common-weath
            
             ;
             but
             I
             fear
             we
             shall
             not
             be
             quiet
             yet
             .
             God
             bless
             us
             from
             untoward
             dreams
             and
             restless
             nights
             ,
             and
             send
             us
             well
             to
             digest
             this
             
               Thanksgiving-Dinner
               ,
            
             and
             to
             have
             no
             more
             of
             them
             ,
             nor
             occasion
             for
             them
             in
             hast
             :
             for
             the
             frights
             they
             put
             us
             into
             before-hand
             are
             terrible
             ,
             and
             the
             dinners
             themselves
             are
             chargeable
             and
             will
             prove
             very
             chargeable
             indeed
             ,
             if
             
               Malignants
            
             speak
             truth
             ,
             who
             say
             this
             very
             days
             Thanksgiving
             will
             costs
             us
             no
             less
             than
             our
             
               heads
               ,
            
             if
             not
             our
             
               souls
            
             too
             into
             the
             bargain
             .
             Therefore
             (
             
               Gentlemen
            
             )
             in
             a
             word
             ,
             I
             think
             we
             have
             but
             one
             play
             ,
             and
             that
             is
             to
             hold
             up
             the
             
               State
            
             as
             long
             as
             we
             can
             ,
             and
             to
             make
             sure
             of
             our
             heads
             and
             estates
             ,
             and
             pillage
             other
             mens
             ,
             when
             we
             can
             hold
             it
             no
             longer
             .
          
           
             
               In
               answer
               to
               this
               ,
            
             Hugh
             Peters
             
               being
               well
               whittled
               with
               mine
               ,
               made
               the
               following
               Reply
               .
            
          
           
             
               Reader
               ,
               Peters
            
             his
             being
             drunk
             is
             no
             
               Fable
            
             (
             I
             assure
             you
             )
             and
             he
             fell
             out
             with
             the
             
               Butler
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             
               Hugh
               Peters
            
             his
             
               Thanksgiving
               Speech
            
             for
             a
             Farewel
             to
             the
             
               City
               ,
            
             in
             the
             behalf
             of
             the
             
               General
            
             and
             
               Lieutenant
               General
               .
            
          
           
             
               
                 Mr.
                 Alderman
              
               Penningtons
               ,
               
                 and
                 the
                 rest
                 of
                 the
              
               Representatives
               
                 of
                 the
              
               City
               ,
            
          
           
             I
             Must
             tell
             you
             ,
             I
             have
             been
             half
             the
             world
             over
             ,
             and
             yet
             I
             am
             come
             back
             again
             ;
             and
             by
             my
             Faith
             (
             Sirs
             )
             I
             must
             tell
             you
             ,
             I
             never
             saw
             such
             a
             godly
             jolly
             crew
             as
             are
             here
             ,
             all
             heigh
             Fellows
             together
             .
             'T
             is
             merry
             when
             
               Malt-men
            
             meet
             ;
             and
             (
             they
             say
             )
             some
             of
             us
             here
             have
             been
             
               Brewers
               ,
            
             and
             of
             worse
             Trades
             too
             :
             But
             uh
             —
             uh
             —
             let
             that
             Pass
             .
             I
             defie
             
               Brewing
               ,
            
             for
             ,
             I
             have
             been
             all
             over
             your
             
               Wine
               Cellar
               ,
            
             and
             that
             's
             another
             world
             ,
             but
             it
             's
             as
             slippery
             a
             world
             as
             this
             ,
             and
             runs
             round
             too
             .
             What
             a
             
               Nicodemus
            
             is
             the
             Butler
             !
             he
             was
             loth
             to
             own
             Me
             but
             by
             night
             ;
             he
             bad
             me
             stay
             till
             night
             ,
             and
             then
             I
             should
             have
             my
             
               belly-full
            
             :
             Now
             (
             
               Sirs
            
             )
             I
             conceive
             a
             
               belly-full
            
             is
             a
             
               belly-full
            
             ;
             and
             if
             a
             man
             have
             not
             his
             
               belly-full
               ,
            
             it
             is
             no
             
               Thanksgiving
               :
            
             And
             if
             you
             (
             
               Gentlemen
            
             of
             the
             
               City
            
             )
             have
             not
             a
             
               belly-full
            
             of
             this
             
               Thanksgiving
               ,
            
             I
             say
             you
             may
             have
             a
             
               belly-full
               .
            
          
           
             Had
             D.
             
               Dorista
            
             been
             so
             wise
             as
             to
             have
             staid
             at
             home
             ,
             he
             might
             have
             had
             another
             kind
             of
             
               belly-full
            
             then
             he
             had
             at
             the
             
               Hague
            
             :
             But
             a
             
               belly
               full
            
             still
             is
             a
             
               belly-full
               ,
            
             and
             
               Grocers-Hall
            
             is
             a
             better
             
               Ordinary
            
             than
             a
             
               Dutch
               Ordinary
            
             for
             a
             
               belly-full
               .
            
             Pox
             o'
             your
             
               Dutch
               Ordinaries
               ,
            
             I
             think
             they
             will
             become
             
               English
               ,
            
             and
             give
             us
             all
             a
             
               belly-full
            
             ;
             but
             in
             another
             kind
             (
             I
             fear
             )
             then
             I
             gave
             my
             
               Dutch
               Land-Lady
            
             and
             her
             
               Daughter
               .
            
          
           
             But
             no
             matter
             for
             that
             ,
             a
             
               belly-full
            
             is
             a
             
               belly
               full
               :
            
             their
             
               bellys
            
             were
             empty
             ,
             and
             so
             was
             mine
             ;
             for
             I
             had
             not
             so
             much
             as
             a
             
               stiver
            
             to
             bless
             my self
             ,
             and
             they
             would
             never
             let
             me
             be
             
               quiet
               ,
            
             and
             I
             scor'd
             up
             still
             ,
             and
             so
             I
             got
             my
             
               belly-full
               ,
            
             and
             they
             got
             their
             
               belly-full
            
             ;
             which
             was
             one
             
               belly-full
            
             for
             another
             ,
             and
             so
             at
             length
             I
             was
             quit
             with
             them
             .
          
           
             Then
             I
             went
             to
             
               New-England
               ,
            
             and
             there
             I
             saw
             a
             blessed
             sight
             ,
             a
             world
             of
             wild
             Women
             and
             Men
             lying
             round
             a
             fire
             ,
             in
             a
             ring
             stark
             naked
             .
             If
             this
             custom
             should
             〈◊〉
             up
             in
             
               London
            
             (
             as
             I
             see
             no
             reason
             but
             it
             may
             ,
             if
             the
             State
             will
             vote
             it
             )
             then
             every
             woman
             may
             ●●ue
             her
             
               belly-full
               ,
            
             and
             it
             would
             be
             a
             certain
             cure
             for
             
               cuckolds
            
             and
             
               jealousie
               ,
            
             and
             so
             the
             City
             would
             lose
             nothing
             by
             this
             
               Thanksgiving
               .
            
          
           
             But
             now
             I
             come
             home
             to
             the
             point
             in
             hand
             ,
             my
             Lord
             
               Mayor
               ,
            
             and
             you
             
               Gentlemen
            
             of
             th●City
             
               ,
            
             I
             am
             commanded
             to
             give
             you
             thanks
             :
             but
             I
             would
             know
             for
             what
             ?
             for
             your
             
               dinner
            
             ?
             yes
             ,
             I
             will
             when
             I
             have
             my
             
               belly-full
               ,
            
             but
             your
             Butler
             is
             no
             
               true
               Trojan
            
             ;
             he
             knows
             not
             how
             to
             tap
             a●d
             ●oss
             the
             
               Stingo
               .
            
             Sure
             ,
             he
             is
             some
             
               Presbyterian
            
             Spie
             that
             is
             slinkt
             into
             office
             ;
             some
             cowardly
             fellow
             that
             pines
             away
             at
             
               scandalous
               sins
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               stool
               of
               Repentance
               ,
            
             and
             he
             will
             never
             do
             well
             till
             he
             be
             ●rencht
             for
             the
             humor
             :
             so
             that
             now
             I
             see
             I
             am
             like
             to
             go
             away
             without
             my
             
               belly-full
            
             ;
             and
             have
             never
             a
             Jig
             to
             the
             tune
             of
             
               Arthur
               of
               Bradley
               —
               Sing
               O
               brave
               Arthur
               of
               Bradley
               !
               —
               Sing
               O
               !
            
             —
          
           
             But
             if
             things
             go
             thus
             ,
             what
             should
             I
             thank
             you
             for
             ?
             The
             
               States
            
             sore
             saw
             wh●t
             slender
             
               good
               fellows
            
             you
             would
             be
             ,
             o●
             else
             some
             of
             you
             had
             been
             Knighted
             as
             well
             as
             my
             Lord
             of
             
               Pembroke
               .
            
             Nay
             ,
             it
             was
             Gods
             Mercy
             you
             had
             not
             all
             been
             Knighted
             :
             For
             ,
             it
             was
             put
             to
             the
             vote
             (
             I
             tell
             ●ou
             )
             whether
             my
             Lord
             Mayor
             should
             be
             
               Knighted
               ,
            
             and
             whether
             you
             ,
             Alderman
             
               Pennington
               ,
            
             and
             Alderman
             
               Atkins
               ,
            
             should
             be
             dubb'd
             Sir
             
               Isaac
            
             and
             Sir
             
               Thomas
            
             of
             the
             
               States
            
             own
             Creation
             .
             But
             since
             it
             s
             resolved
             otherwise
             ,
             I
             pray
             you
             bid
             the
             
               Butler
            
             bring
             up
             his
             
               Cannikins
               ,
            
             and
             I
             'le
             make
             you
             all
             Lords
             like
             my self
             ,
             for
             now
             ●
             am
             no
             less
             in
             Title
             than
             Lord
             
               Hugo
               de
               santa
               Pietro
               Puntado
               ,
            
             and
             every
             jot
             as
             merry
             as
             forty
             
               Beggers
               .
            
          
           
             Now
             I
             warrant
             ,
             you
             expect
             I
             should
             thank
             you
             for
             his
             
               Excellencies
            
             golden
             
               Bason
            
             and
             
               Ewer
               .
            
             'T
             is
             true
             ,
             I
             was
             commanded
             to
             do
             so
             ;
             but
             what
             care
             I
             for
             a
             
               Bason
            
             and
             
               Ewer
            
             ?
             Give
             me
             a
             
               Pipe
            
             and
             a
             
               Chamber-pot
            
             :
             I
             mean
             a
             pipe
             of
             
               Canary
            
             into
             the
             bargain
             ,
             or
             else
             it
             shall
             be
             no
             
               Thanksgiving-day
            
             for
             me
             .
             Oh
             ,
             for
             a
             Condu●t
             from
             
               Malago
               ,
            
             and
             that
             we
             knew
             how
             to
             convey
             
               Middleton's
            
             pipes
             to
             the
             
               Canary
            
             Islands
             ,
             then
             there
             would
             be
             no
             end
             of
             
               Thanksgiving
               .
            
          
           
             I
             am
             commanded
             likewise
             to
             thank
             you
             for
             the
             
               Lieutenant
               Generals
            
             Plate
             ,
             and
             his
             Purse
             of
             Gold
             :
             and
             I
             am
             so
             much
             the
             more
             willing
             to
             do
             it
             ,
             because
             I
             hope
             to
             have
             a
             feeling
             out
             of
             it
             anon
             when
             we
             come
             home
             :
             But
             (
             as
             I
             take
             it
             )
             you
             have
             more
             reason
             to
             thank
             him
             ,
             than
             he
             you
             :
             For
             ,
             you
             gave
             him
             a
             little
             purse
             of
             money
             ,
             and
             't
             is
             his
             goodness
             he
             does
             not
             take
             all
             .
             I
             observe
             too
             you
             have
             given
             him
             but
             the
             value
             of
             500
             l.
             and
             his
             
               Excellency
            
             (
             forsooth
             )
             as
             much
             more
             .
             Do
             ye
             know
             what
             you
             do
             ?
             Cou●d
             you
             not
             have
             askt
             my
             councel
             before
             ?
             you
             may
             chance
             to
             be
             switch't
             (
             i'faith
             )
             for
             not
             setting
             the
             
               saddle
            
             upon
             the
             
               right
               horse
            
             ;
             and
             well
             you
             deserve
             it
             ,
             if
             I
             be
             not
             furnish't
             with
             a
             pipe
             of
             
               Canary
               .
            
             Let
             me
             not
             be
             put
             off
             with
             nothing
             ,
             like
             my
             Lord
             
               President
               ,
            
             and
             M.
             
               Speaker
               ,
            
             you
             know
             whether
             to
             send
             (
             
               Sirs
               .
            
             )
             My
             lodging
             is
             sometimes
             at
             St.
             
             
               James's
            
             ,
             but
             most
             an
             end
             in
             
               Thames
               street
               .
            
             Ther●'●
             my
             
               Maid
               ,
            
             a
             handsom
             lass
             .
             I
             tell
             you
             ,
             will
             take
             it
             in
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             my self
             ,
             or
             else
             I
             would
             never
             keep
             her
             ,
             Farewel●
             (
             
               Sirs
            
             )
             here
             's
             nothing
             to
             do
             (
             I
             see
             .
             )
          
           
             
               
                 A
                 Pox
                 on
                 your
                 
                   Butler
                
                 and
                 his
                 lean
                 joules
                 ,
              
               
                 There
                 's
                 liberty
                 lies
                 in
                 the
                 bottom
                 of
                 the
                 Boules
                 .
              
            
          
           
             Thus
             it
             is
             in
             one
             of
             our
             
               modern
               Authors
            
             ;
             but
             I
             Profess
             I
             can
             have
             none
             of
             this
             
               liberty
               ,
            
             though
             it
             be
             the
             first
             year
             of
             
               freedom
               ,
            
             and
             then
             judge
             you
             whether
             the
             State
             ,
             or
             the
             State's
             Servants
             have
             any
             cause
             of
             
               Thanks
               .
            
             Farewel
             (
             Si●s
             )
             I
             am
             gone
             .
             Oh
             for
             a
             
               mill-boule
               ,
            
             or
             his
             Excellencies
             
               Bason
            
             and
             
               Ewer
            
             now
             to
             spue
             in
             ,
             and
             make
             an
             end
             of
             
               Thanksgiving
               .
            
          
           
             FINIS
             .
          
        
      
    
     
       
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           Notes for div A26129e-30
           
             *
             
               Every
               Cook
               was
               sworn
               .