The clergies lamentation: deploring the sad condition of the kingdome of Ireland, by reason of the unparallel'd cruelties and murders exercised by the inhumane popish rebells upon many thousand Protestants in the Province of Ulster, and especially the ministers there, since the beginning of this bloudy rebellion. In which is also particularly expressed the names, and manner of the murthering, imprisoning and famishing of such ministers and others, by those barbarous and blood-thirsty rebells. Published as an incouragement to all true-borne Englishmen, to rise up as one man to resist those rebells, who are (by command from His Majesty) shortly to be brought over into England. By Daniel Harcourt, one of the commissioners for the examination of the Protestants grievances in that province. Published by order.
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             The clergies lamentation: deploring the sad condition of the kingdome of Ireland, by reason of the unparallel'd cruelties and murders exercised by the inhumane popish rebells upon many thousand Protestants in the Province of Ulster, and especially the ministers there, since the beginning of this bloudy rebellion. In which is also particularly expressed the names, and manner of the murthering, imprisoning and famishing of such ministers and others, by those barbarous and blood-thirsty rebells. Published as an incouragement to all true-borne Englishmen, to rise up as one man to resist those rebells, who are (by command from His Majesty) shortly to be brought over into England. By Daniel Harcourt, one of the commissioners for the examination of the Protestants grievances in that province. Published by order.
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             portrait of King Charles
             
               CHARLES
               ,
               By
               the
               Grace
               of
               God
               ,
               King
               of
               Great
               Britain
               ,
               France
               ,
               and
               Ireland
               ,
               Defender
               of
               the
               Faith
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
        
      
       
       
         
           THE
           Clergies
           Lamentation
           :
           DEPLORING
           The
           sad
           Condition
           of
           the
           Kingdome
           of
           
             Jreland
             ,
          
           by
           reason
           of
           the
           unparallel'd
           cruelties
           and
           murders
           exercised
           by
           the
           inhumane
           Popish
           Rebells
           upon
           many
           thousand
           Protestants
           in
           the
           Province
           of
           Ulster
           ,
           and
           especially
           the
           Ministers
           ,
           there
           ,
           since
           the
           beginning
           of
           this
           bloudy
           Rebellion
           .
        
         
           In
           which
           is
           also
           particularly
           expressed
           the
           names
           ,
           and
           manner
           of
           the
           murthering
           ,
           imprisoning
           and
           famishing
           of
           such
           Ministers
           and
           others
           ,
           by
           those
           barbarous
           and
           blood-thirsty
           Rebells
           .
        
         
           Published
           as
           an
           incouragement
           to
           all
           true-borne
           Englishmen
           ,
           to
           rise
           up
           as
           one
           man
           to
           ,
           resist
           those
           Rebells
           ,
           who
           are
           (
           by
           Command
           from
           His
           Majesty
           )
           shortly
           to
           be
           brought
           over
           into
           
             England
             .
          
        
         
           BY
           DANIEL
           HARCOURT
           ,
           One
           of
           the
           Commissioners
           for
           the
           Examination
           of
           the
           Protestants
           Grievances
           in
           that
           Province
           .
        
         
           
             Published
             by
             Order
             .
          
        
         
           Printed
           for
           
             Henry
             Shepheard
             ,
          
           and
           are
           be
           sold
           at
           his
           Shop
           over
           against
           the
           Royall
           Exchange
           .
           1644.
           
        
      
       
       
       
         
           To
           the
           Clergie
           of
           England
           .
        
         
           THe
           Lord
           not
           only
           gave
           his
           People
           the
           Land
           of
           promise
           ,
           but
           cities
           of
           refuge
           ,
           to
           which
           those
           fled
           pursued
           ,
           not
           so
           fast
           by
           an
           ill
           conscience
           ,
           as
           the
           avenger
           of
           bloud
           ,
           though
           a
           corrupt
           conscience
           be
           the
           only
           vulturean
           a
           venger
           .
           The
           Ministers
           of
           the
           Gospell
           were
           not
           tipified
           (
           as
           I
           conceive
           )
           in
           the
           silver
           trumpets
           only
           ,
           but
           in
           those
           burning
           tapers
           ,
           whose
           lights
           ought
           to
           bee
           seen
           as
           well
           as
           their
           voices
           heard
           ,
           therefore
           Christ
           gives
           a
           charage
           they
           should
           not
           only
           preach
           ,
           but
           shine
           .
           Surely
           they
           were
           meant
           also
           in
           those
           sheltring
           Cities
           ,
           whether
           the
           Soules
           of
           men
           should
           not
           barely
           repaired
           for
           spirituall
           succour
           ,
           (
           being
           chased
           by
           that
           roring
           Lion
           )
           but
           also
           for
           other
           kind
           of
           releife
           who
           ought
           not
           onely
           to
           be
           spirituall
           ,
           but
           temporall
           granaries
           ,
           in
           whome
           should
           be
           found
           both
           corporall
           ,
           and
           mentall
           comforts
           .
        
         
           The
           first
           bread
           I
           find
           
             David
          
           eraveng
           ,
           is
           at
           the
           hands
           of
           
             Ahimlech
          
           1
           
             Sam
             :
             the
          
           21.
           and
           3.
           our
           messias
           made
           it
           his
           first
           querie
           to
           his
           Desipels
           :
           after
           his
           resurrection
           
             Luk
             the
          
           24.41
           .
           
             Have
             yee
             any
             moat
             .
          
           it
           was
           not
           without
           on
           occult
           reason
           that
           God
           appointed
           them
           little
           under
           the
           law
           :
           but
           what
           was
           edible
           which
           was
           not
           so
           fitt
           for
           any
           thing
           as
           imparting
           ,
           for
           in
           those
           hot
           Counteries
           a
           salt
           hoord
           was
           but
           a
           thirsty
           provision
           though
           I
           imagin
           their
           charitie
           had
           no
           policicall
           ground
           ,
           but
           rather
           had
           a
           relation
           to
           the
           paschall
           solemnity
           in
           which
           remaines
           was
           prohibited
           indeed
           that
           which
           is
           holyest
           ought
           to
           be
           most
           communicable
           that
           miracle
           of
           feeding
           many
           with
           little
           was
           documentall
           instructing
           us
           that
           even
           out
           of
           our
           slender
           provision
           there
           should
           be
           aparticipation
           to
           you
           then
           of
           the
           holy
           calling
           doe
           I
           commend
           the
           brittish
           protestants
           of
           
             Ireland
             ,
          
           and
           cheifly
           the
           despencers
           with
           you
           of
           the
           same
           Gospel
           ,
           as
           to
           their
           cities
           of
           refuge
           ,
           trumpets
           and
           lamps
           .
           They
           may
           like
           
             Elisha
          
           travail
           farre
           to
           find
           a
           Shunamite
           ,
           a
           a
           Sarepthan
           an
           
             O
             badioh
             .
          
           To
           you
           repair
           these
           feeble
           ones
           for
           repair
           in
           these
           their
           sufferings
           ,
           and
           their
           approaching
           dayes
           of
           calamity
           ,
           (
           which
           God
           of
           his
           mercie
           prevent
           )
           but
           I
           will
           content
           my self
           to
           lie
           at
           the
           foot
           of
           
             Iacobs
          
           ladder
           ,
           and
           behold
           your
           charity
           ,
           and
           pray
           like
           those
           angells
           ascending
           ,
           and
           descending
           ,
           not
           daring
           to
           adventvre
           to
           climbe
           to
           instruct
           or
           informe
           contenting
           me
           with
           fight
           ,
           till
           I
           obtain
           fruition
           .
        
         
           This
           bleeding
           Pamphlet
           expresseth
           the
           miseries
           of
           some
           part
           of
           my
           brethren
           ,
           though
           I
           am
           assured
           ,
           I
           have
           omitted
           the
           fifth
           man
           ,
           some
           of
           which
           will
           be
           constrained
           to
           desire
           your
           brotherly
           assistance
           ,
           who
           come
           not
           without
           letters
           of
           commendation
           ,
           your
           Master
           sends
           them
           as
           
             Paul
          
           his
           
             Onesimus
          
           to
           
             Philemon
             ,
          
           not
           as
           delinquents
           (
           but
           sufferers
           )
           which
           Epistle
           if
           you
           peruse
           ,
           you
           find
           his
           affectionate
           mandate
           ,
           and
           find
           there
           Paul
           desiring
           to
           become
           his
           creditour
           ,
           in
           the
           behal
           of
           him
           as
           Christ
           for
           us
           ,
           thus
           commending
           them
           to
           your
           compassion
           ,
           as
           his
           bowells
           ,
           and
           you
           to
           the
           bowells
           of
           his
           compassion
           .
        
         
           
             I
             am
             yours
             and
             the
             Benjamin
             of
             your
             ,
             Tribe
             in
             whose
             sack
             will
             be
             found
             neither
             Plate
             ,
             nor
             Corn
             .
             
               Daniell
               Harcourt
               .
            
          
        
      
       
       
         
           To
           the
           honorable
           the
           Committee
           for
           Contribution
           of
           monies
           to
           the
           distressed
           Paotestants
           of
           Ireland
           .
        
         
           RIght
           Honorable
           ,
           Necessity
           hath
           as
           many
           tongues
           and
           pennes
           as
           
             Briarius
          
           hands
           ,
           
             Argus
          
           eyes
           ,
           or
           sin
           advocates
           ,
           and
           those
           dictators
           of
           our
           miseries
           ,
           never
           had
           a
           juster
           cause
           than
           now
           to
           supplicate
           for
           their
           own
           silence
           ,
           and
           by
           a
           divine
           proportion
           ,
           Charity
           hath
           not
           only
           large
           bowels
           but
           many
           and
           open
           eares
           ,
           so
           that
           the
           speakers
           and
           auditors
           have
           an
           equality
           in
           number
           .
           No
           Nation
           hath
           had
           larger
           tastes
           of
           the
           first
           ,
           than
           the
           
             English
          
           in
           
             Ireland
             ,
          
           nor
           any
           Nation
           ever
           produced
           a
           larger
           crop
           of
           the
           last
           (
           to
           furnish
           the
           first
           )
           than
           
             England
          
           )
           :
           The
           traine
           oyle
           of
           our
           calamities
           hath
           made
           the
           lamps
           of
           their
           Charities
           to
           shine
           the
           world
           over
           ,
           whilst
           the
           oyle
           from
           their
           cruses
           and
           meale
           from
           their
           barrels
           hath
           not
           failed
           to
           furnish
           ,
           us
           &
           as
           they
           are
           to
           be
           honored
           for
           this
           crop
           ,
           we
           are
           also
           to
           honor
           you
           for
           the
           carefull
           storing
           and
           distributing
           thereof
           .
           Me
           thinks
           I
           find
           no
           yeare
           of
           
             Jehoash
          
           so
           famous
           as
           that
           in
           the
           2
           of
           
             Kings
             ,
          
           4
           ,
           5.
           and
           15.
           v.
           in
           which
           was
           the
           care
           to
           repair
           that
           holy
           fabrick
           dedicated
           to
           God
           ,
           and
           in
           that
           work
           nothing
           more
           glorious
           than
           the
           performance
           of
           that
           trust
           by
           them
           that
           were
           to
           effect
           this
           repaire
           ;
           for
           it
           seems
           the
           generall
           contribution
           was
           not
           so
           rich
           or
           great
           ,
           as
           the
           honesty
           of
           those
           entrusted
           .
           The
           calamitous
           Protestants
           are
           the
           temples
           of
           the
           holy
           Ghost
           ,
           which
           like
           that
           ruined
           structure
           ,
           want
           repair
           ,
           that
           a
           supply
           of
           the
           former
           cares
           and
           zeale
           were
           requisite
           ,
           &
           as
           thousands
           cannot
           but
           praise
           God
           for
           the
           indefatigable
           pains
           and
           labours
           in
           your
           pious
           distributions
           ,
           yet
           divers
           that
           have
           staid
           longest
           and
           ventured
           ,
           suffered
           ,
           and
           effected
           most
           ,
           have
           not
           had
           so
           much
           as
           a
           tast
           of
           this
           hony
           ,
           with
           
             Jonathan
          
           on
           the
           tip
           of
           their
           rod
           to
           cheere
           their
           feeble
           and
           fainting
           soules
           spent
           in
           the
           pursuit
           ,
           and
           slaughter
           of
           those
           Irish
           Philistims
           ,
           who
           thirst
           after
           some
           of
           the
           hony
           combe
           of
           Charity
           ,
           pine
           for
           It
           ,
           and
           most
           famish
           without
           it
           .
           I
           repine
           at
           no
           mans
           successe
           ,
           but
           it
           appeares
           to
           mee
           that
           those
           wyich
           brought
           their
           cloaths
           and
           meanes
           away
           before
           the
           rebellion
           ,
           had
           warm'd
           a
           house
           ,
           should
           find
           Cloaths
           ,
           meanes
           and
           warm'th
           
           here
           ,
           when
           as
           such
           as
           staied
           to
           spend
           and
           venture
           their
           lives
           ,
           and
           blou
           should
           find
           neither
           ,
           so
           that
           I
           must
           conclude
           our
           desires
           to
           do
           service
           there
           ,
           detain'd
           us
           so
           ,
           that
           now
           our
           desires
           cannot
           be
           serv'd
           .
           I
           am
           not
           ignorant
           what
           just
           cause
           of
           suspence
           may
           be
           given
           your
           honours
           from
           those
           that
           usurped
           the
           name
           of
           ruined
           Protestants
           ,
           and
           of
           some
           which
           I
           could
           produce
           that
           have
           gone
           by
           their
           own
           virgin
           Sirnames
           ,
           their
           first
           husbands
           ,
           and
           their
           husbands
           by
           two
           names
           ,
           which
           cheating
           of
           the
           publick
           charity
           ,
           might
           justly
           incense
           your
           honours
           to
           explode
           the
           truly
           deplorable
           Petitioners
           which
           are
           as
           worthy
           of
           relief
           ,
           as
           the
           others
           of
           punishment
           ,
           were
           it
           the
           only
           laboure
           of
           some
           knowne
           man
           ,
           to
           examine
           the
           petitions
           ,
           and
           subscriptions
           ,
           certificates
           ,
           and
           persons
           ,
           this
           abuse
           might
           be
           reformed
           ,
           if
           not
           cured
           ;
           but
           I
           hope
           some
           particulars
           will
           nor
           ecclipse
           ,
           thoug
           it
           a
           darken
           a
           while
           a
           publike
           good
           ,
           and
           with
           Charity
           ,
           which
           warmed
           these
           impostures
           will
           heate
           ,
           such
           as
           truly
           want
           her
           beames
           :
           the
           Sun
           alters
           not
           his
           course
           ,
           because
           the
           earth
           is
           ful
           of
           lay-stals
           .
           No
           Act
           of
           the
           Apostles
           wins
           more
           upon
           me
           ,
           than
           their
           publike
           charity
           transferred
           into
           Judea
           to
           the
           distressed
           brethren
           ,
           by
           the
           hands
           of
           
             Saul
             ,
          
           and
           
             Barnabas
          
           in
           those
           dayes
           of
           emptinesse
           ,
           
             Acts
          
           11.29.30
           .
           The
           same
           your
           honours
           are
           to
           us
           the
           sons
           of
           consolation
           ,
           in
           which
           act
           of
           theirs
           ,
           these
           was
           not
           only
           a
           good
           purpose
           ,
           but
           a
           prosecution
           .
           The
           care
           of
           
             Joseph
          
           in
           proviping
           is
           not
           to
           be
           preferred
           before
           that
           of
           his
           distributing
           ,
           by
           which
           he
           not
           only
           sustained
           the
           subject
           ,
           but
           enrich
           the
           King
           ,
           you
           have
           the
           same
           power
           for
           what
           relief
           you
           offered
           to
           the
           members
           ,
           Crowns
           the
           head
           (
           Christ
           Jesus
           )
           who
           signes
           acquaintances
           to
           charitable
           works
           with
           his
           own
           hand
           (
           insomuch
           as
           you
           have
           done
           it
           unto
           one
           of
           these
           little
           ones
           ,
           you
           have
           done
           it
           unto
           me
           .
           )
        
         
           I
           more
           like
           the
           peace
           and
           charity
           of
           
             Constantine
          
           the
           first
           Christian
           Emperour
           procured
           to
           the
           poore
           Christians
           ,
           then
           his
           erecting
           or
           repairing
           their
           Churches
           ,
           and
           I
           more
           applaud
           that
           Centurion
           ,
           for
           loving
           the
           Jewish
           nation
           ,
           then
           for
           building
           them
           a
           Sinagogue
           ,
           because
           the
           templls
           made
           with
           hands
           (
           which
           I
           honur
           as
           publick
           places
           appointed
           for
           Gods
           worship
           ,
           may
           become
           dennes
           of
           thieves
           ,
           cages
           of
           uncleannesse
           ,
           or
           as
           amongst
           the
           Irish
           (
           Jewes
           in
           some
           traditions
           )
           publik
           market
           places
           ,
           
           or
           what
           is
           more
           terrible
           as
           I
           have
           known
           the
           two
           most
           famous
           Cathedralls
           in
           Dublin
           made
           a
           meeting
           place
           for
           uncleannesse
           ,
           though
           all
           this
           while
           that
           holy
           pile
           is
           innocent
           ,
           though
           abused
           ,
           or
           which
           is
           yet
           worse
           ,
           may
           become
           Popish
           Sanctuaries
           ,
           refuges
           for
           the
           most
           impious
           or
           lastly
           be
           made
           the
           storehouses
           ,
           or
           supporters
           to
           such
           profane
           ,
           and
           Idolatrous
           images
           ,
           as
           the
           purer
           Temples
           of
           the
           Holy
           Ghost
           (
           which
           Temples
           we
           are
           )
           shall
           not
           onely
           abhorre
           ,
           but
           demolish
           ,
           as
           Moses
           the
           Calfe
           .
        
         
           The
           Apostles
           were
           not
           stiled
           
             oratores
             ,
          
           and
           
             vinatores
             ,
          
           for
           their
           heavenly
           tilling
           ,
           or
           pruning
           the
           Church
           ,
           but
           for
           sowing
           their
           bread
           upon
           the
           waters
           ,
           and
           relieving
           the
           living
           vines
           ,
           the
           distressed
           Saints
           ,
           O
           heavenly
           Charity
           the
           last
           companion
           of
           the
           soul
           ,
           thou
           immortall
           vertue
           ,
           how
           many
           naked
           hast
           thou
           to
           cloath
           ,
           hurt
           to
           heale
           ,
           hungry
           to
           feed
           ,
           imprisoned
           to
           visit
           ,
           captived
           to
           ransome
           ,
           fatherlesse
           to
           protect
           ,
           harbourlesse
           to
           lodge
           ,
           widowes
           to
           defend
           ,
           many
           of
           which
           thy
           lengthened
           arm
           hath
           reached
           ,
           even
           as
           farre
           as
           Argier
           ,
           Germany
           ,
           and
           that
           disconsolate
           neighbour
           of
           thine
           ,
           the
           most
           disconsolate
           of
           all
           Ilands
           groning
           grieving
           ,
           pernning
           Ireland
           ,
           who
           according
           to
           her
           ancient
           custome
           ,
           hath
           sent
           thee
           ,
           knowing
           yet
           O
           Englands
           charity
           ,
           thy
           breasts
           full
           of
           milk
           ,
           and
           bones
           of
           marrow
           ,
           )
           thousands
           of
           her
           children
           to
           softer
           ,
           for
           there
           she
           feares
           like
           Tekoahs
           widow
           ,
           The
           bestiall
           family
           is
           risen
           upto
           destroy
           the
           heire
           ,
           and
           quench
           his
           sparckle
           which
           is
           left
           ,
           and
           shall
           not
           leave
           to
           her
           husband
           either
           name
           ,
           or
           posterity
           upon
           the
           earth
           ,
           your
           honours
           being
           the
           pious
           agents
           to
           the
           English
           charity
           ,
           may
           comfort
           this
           just
           necessarie
           ,
           and
           considerable
           complaint
           ,
           saying
           with
           that
           heavenly
           hymnist
           ,
           go
           to
           thine
           house
           ,
           and
           I
           will
           give
           a
           charge
           for
           thee
           ,
           amongst
           the
           rest
           of
           the
           unrelieved
           ,
           I
           come
           like
           Esau
           from
           the
           Irish
           woods
           to
           your
           honours
           ,
           to
           whom
           I
           speak
           ,
           as
           hero
           Isaac
           ,
           in
           the
           same
           words
           and
           bitternesse
           ,
           hast
           thou
           but
           one
           blessing
           my
           Father
           ,
           blesse
           me
           ,
           even
           me
           also
           my
           Father
           ,
           and
           the
           God
           of
           compassion
           blesse
           your
           Honours
           ,
           that
           you
           as
           a
           cloud
           by
           day
           ,
           and
           a
           pillar
           of
           fire
           by
           night
           ,
           may
           help
           to
           lead
           us
           that
           lately
           came
           from
           that
           land
           ,
           now
           the
           house
           of
           bondage
           ,
           in
           our
           poore
           and
           wearie
           pilgrimage
           ,
           to
           the
           land
           of
           promise
           ,
           where
           God
           shall
           return
           your
           sheaves
           with
           a
           harvest
           these
           are
           the
           prayers
           of
           your
           devoted
           serv●
           .
        
         
           
             Daniell
             Harcourt
             .
          
        
      
    
     
       
       
         
           The
           Levites
           Lamentation
           .
        
         
           IF
           ever
           Persecution
           merited
           a
           remembrancer
           ,
           Protestant
           bloud
           a
           condoler
           ,
           or
           cruell
           Rebellion
           a
           reprover
           ,
           this
           Irish
           cruelty
           ,
           and
           English
           calamity
           (
           both
           which
           exceed
           the
           beliefe
           of
           any
           but
           the
           Actors
           and
           Sufferers
           )
           might
           justly
           awake
           the
           pens
           of
           
             Eusebius
             ,
             Fox
             ,
          
           or
           the
           most
           famous
           Martirologers
           to
           record
           ,
           
             Jeremy
          
           to
           be
           waile
           ,
           or
           the
           sharpest
           Satyrist
           to
           reprove
           .
        
         
           Even
           now
           my
           heart
           bleeds
           for
           the
           bloud
           I
           saw
           ,
           and
           my
           inke
           seems
           not
           blacke
           ,
           but
           sanguine
           ;
           the
           horrid
           cries
           afresh
           awake
           ,
           affright
           ,
           astonish
           ,
           whilst
           I
           see
           the
           purple
           robe
           and
           hat
           wreaking
           in
           the
           bloud
           of
           the
           Lambe
           offered
           ,
           but
           Christ
           crucified
           ;
           to
           see
           the
           Popes
           Bull
           goring
           ,
           and
           men
           borne
           blinde
           ,
           cruelly
           massacre
           the
           sonnes
           of
           illumination
           ;
           the
           big-bond
           sinewy
           ,
           and
           grifly
           tyrant
           trampling
           on
           the
           feeble
           woman
           ,
           and
           unborne
           
             Embrie
             .
          
           It
           drew
           tears
           from
           holy
           
             Elisha
             ,
          
           to
           see
           cruelty
           character'd
           in
           the
           face
           of
           
             Hazael
             ,
          
           2
           
             Kings
          
           8.12
           .
           which
           makes
           him
           breake
           out
           ,
           
             Because
             I
             know
             the
             evil
             that
             thou
             shalt
             doe
             unto
             the
             children
             of
             Israel
             ,
             for
             their
             strong
             Cities
             shalt
             thou
             set
             on
             fire
             ,
             and
             their
             young
             men
             shalt
             thou
             say
             with
             the
             sword
             ,
             and
             shalt
             dash
             their
             infants
             against
             the
             stones
             ,
             and
             rent
             in
             pieces
             their
             women
             with
             childs
             .
          
           This
           day
           by
           the
           Romish
           Aramite
           was
           this
           Prophesie
           fulfilled
           .
           Now
           is
           the
           greatest
           murderer
           held
           the
           most
           valiant
           ,
           as
           if
           valour
           consisted
           ,
           in
           a
           belluine
           horidnesse
           ,
           and
           fortitude
           were
           the
           eldest
           son
           of
           fury
           .
        
         
           Me
           thinks
           
             Nero
          
           (
           the
           depraver
           of
           the
           Cesarian
           Monarchy
           )
           at
           fight
           of
           this
           bloudy
           banquet
           should
           appeal
           to
           all
           Historians
           no
           more
           to
           list
           him
           for
           the
           Monster
           of
           men
           ,
           nay
           the
           bloudiest
           of
           Moristers
           ;
           for
           indeed
           the
           sight
           of
           other
           crimes
           ,
           maketh
           us
           often
           to
           lessen
           ,
           but
           not
           leave
           our
           owne
           .
           The
           common
           stature
           exults
           at
           the
           fight
           of
           a
           Dwarfe
           ,
           as
           a
           Dwarfe
           would
           doe
           at
           pigmies
           .
           Satan
           having
           infused
           this
           poysonous
           axiom
           into
           the
           soules
           of
           men
           that
           our
           ills
           are
           extenuated
           by
           the
           ills
           of
           others
           This
           I
           call
           pharisaicall
           frensie
           .
           You
           shall
           see
           the
           Popes
           doctrine
           as
           dangerous
           as
           the
           Divells
           .
           Religion
           must
           now
           be
           the
           Irish
           mantle
           for
           Rebellion
           .
           A
           pretended
           plot
           of
           ours
           of
           their
           conversion
           or
           correction
           ,
           is
           by
           this
           counterplot
           of
           theirs
           made
           both
           our
           subversion
           and
           destruction
           .
           This
           was
           the
           cursed
           pretence
           of
           those
           more
           accursed
           pretenders
           ,
           to
           stick
           the
           Ravens
           plumes
           in
           the
           wings
           of
           the
           Dove
           .
           To
           make
           the
           mournings
           of
           that
           harmlesse
           olive-bringer
           ,
           the
           croaking
           omens
           of
           the
           
           
           
           Aike-deserting-Raven
           .
           For
           such
           is
           the
           deformity
           of
           sin
           that
           none
           desires
           to
           be
           〈◊〉
           ill
           he
           seems
           .
           
             Saul
          
           at
           the
           threshold
           of
           his
           accursednesse
           begins
           with
           a
           blessing
           ,
           〈…〉
           15.13
           .
           by
           a
           Jesuiticall
           policy
           doe
           they
           wear
           piety
           like
           a
           perriwig
           trimly
           curld
           and
           combd
           on
           the
           deformed
           head
           of
           Rebellion
           ,
           and
           murder
           .
           T
           is
           true
           that
           once
           〈◊〉
           desired
           to
           seem
           
             Esau
             ,
          
           but
           ever
           since
           sin
           like
           
             Rebecca
          
           hath
           taught
           the
           
             Esaus
          
           to
           see●Jacobs
           .
           
             Judas
          
           learnt
           this
           not
           from
           so
           many
           ,
           as
           he
           hath
           taught
           it
           .
           Our
           Saviour
           〈◊〉
           that
           under
           a
           pretence
           of
           long
           prayers
           we
           swallow
           widows
           houses
           .
           O
           God
           ,
           〈◊〉
           I
           cannot
           be
           what
           I
           would
           ,
           give
           me
           grace
           not
           to
           varnish
           my
           ills
           ,
           or
           cheat
           my
           salvation
           with
           a
           seeming
           sanctity
           .
           How
           hardly
           is
           my
           pen
           drawne
           to
           this
           〈◊〉
           bloud
           ?
           I
           finde
           in
           my
           eyes
           the
           same
           stoppage
           that
           
             Basil
          
           the
           Great
           did
           ,
           who
           〈◊〉
           had
           read
           his
           text
           could
           not
           proceed
           for
           weeping
           ,
           my
           minde
           would
           gladly
           〈◊〉
           from
           my
           intentions
           ,
           and
           they
           digresse
           from
           a
           more
           peaceable
           subject
           .
           1641.
           
           〈◊〉
           Climatericall
           yeare
           of
           the
           English
           Nation
           in
           Ireland
           ,
           some
           well
           affected
           〈◊〉
           sent
           divers
           abroad
           with
           Petitions
           for
           subscriptions
           to
           supplicate
           from
           the
           ●●●●rable
           Houses
           of
           Parliament
           (
           which
           are
           the
           refiners
           of
           Religion
           and
           Laws
           )
           a
           ●●●●rall
           Reformation
           ,
           which
           was
           an
           Apostolicall
           act
           .
           This
           net
           was
           not
           cast
           out
           by
           〈◊〉
           ,
           save
           those
           that
           were
           truly
           
             Piscatores
             hominum
             .
          
           Satan
           and
           Antichrist
           his
           first-borne
           as
           malitiously
           suggest
           that
           this
           arrow
           was
           shot
           not
           only
           at
           their
           spirituall
           good
           ,
           〈◊〉
           temporall
           goods
           .
           The
           man
           of
           sin
           imploying
           his
           Sodomiticall
           Seminaries
           ,
           〈◊〉
           call
           Prelates
           ,
           and
           Jesuiticall
           Incendiaries
           to
           fow
           these
           tares
           ,
           firebrands
           in
           the
           wombe
           of
           their
           
             Hecuba
             ,
          
           borne
           for
           the
           destruction
           or
           disquiet
           of
           their
           natural
           ●●●●rents
           ,
           and
           native
           Country
           .
           Men
           borne
           in
           antipathy
           to
           
             Prometheus
             ,
          
           for
           as
           he
           〈◊〉
           fained
           to
           have
           stolne
           fire
           from
           heaven
           to
           restore
           life
           into
           dead
           bodies
           ,
           they
           〈◊〉
           fire
           from
           hell
           to
           bring
           death
           to
           the
           living
           ,
           not
           only
           by
           murdering
           the
           Religious
           〈◊〉
           Religion
           ;
           as
           if
           the
           death
           of
           the
           spirituall
           life
           ,
           as
           well
           as
           the
           temporall
           were
           in
           〈◊〉
           ballance
           or
           line
           with
           them
           that
           observe
           neither
           weight
           nor
           measure
           .
           The
           〈◊〉
           mish
           Salamander
           lives
           not
           but
           in
           fire
           ,
           nor
           can
           lesse
           flames
           then
           a
           Kingdome
           〈◊〉
           him
           surviving
           .
           Now
           was
           it
           that
           God
           for
           our
           sinnes
           determined
           the
           English
           prosperity
           ,
           should
           be
           like
           
             Ja●shua's
          
           Sunne
           be
           a
           day
           permanent
           ,
           but
           retrograde
           like
           
             Fle●chiahs
             ,
          
           it
           being
           the
           miraculous
           expression
           of
           his
           Justice
           in
           ruining
           either
           the
           forgetters
           ,
           or
           contemners
           of
           his
           blessings
           .
           Then
           began
           the
           despised
           blasts
           of
           〈◊〉
           Rams-hornes
           to
           demolish
           the
           walls
           of
           Brittish
           Jericho's
           ,
           when
           by
           a
           judgement
           a
           terrible
           as
           their
           cruelty
           ;
           armed
           forts
           were
           surprised
           by
           unarmed
           men
           ;
           then
           ranne
           the
           Lion
           from
           the
           Hare
           ;
           the
           shaking
           lease
           and
           trembling
           Partridge
           now
           terrifio
           the
           Oake
           ,
           and
           hawke
           the
           thistle
           ,
           and
           beards
           the
           cedar
           ;
           the
           base
           Lackey
           not
           running
           by
           ,
           but
           away
           with
           his
           mistris
           ,
           whilst
           innocencie
           and
           chastity
           become
           the
           reprovers
           of
           that
           life
           they
           would
           lose
           but
           cannot
           .
           Judge
           of
           that
           great
           contestation
           between
           honour
           and
           life
           ,
           beauty
           and
           deformity
           ,
           and
           resolve
           me
           in
           this
           blanke
           list
           _____
           for
           thy
           opinion
           if
           God
           ever
           shew'd
           ,
           or
           Nation
           ever
           suffered
           a
           greater
           judgement
           .
        
         
         
           〈◊〉
           ruined
           ,
           and
           ravined
           by
           his
           pack
           of
           pleasures
           ,
           for
           indeed
           we
           had
           too
           much
           ●ied
           the
           
             Diana
          
           of
           Ephesus
           (
           not
           the
           piety
           but
           the
           pomp
           of
           a
           church
           )
           the
           silver
           shrines
           ●ad
           toe
           many
           Advocates
           most
           men
           exclayming
           ,
           but
           few
           besides
           profitable
           respects
           either
           desired
           a
           reformation
           ,
           or
           knew
           what
           a
           one
           to
           desire
           .
           Thus
           was
           the
           golden
           Calfe
           preferred
           to
           
             Moses
             ,
             Barrabas
          
           to
           
             Christ
             ,
          
           Garlicke
           to
           Manna
           .
           Nature
           a
           prompt
           master
           having
           taught
           us
           to
           advance
           politick
           ends
           ,
           before
           pious
           .
           As
           a
           period
           to
           out
           ●●rill
           distructions
           fell
           these
           publicke
           ,
           and
           whilst
           many
           were
           distasting
           the
           present
           government
           ,
           God
           tooke
           away
           all
           :
           the
           rejection
           of
           
             Samuel
          
           that
           made
           his
           publicke
           vindication
           cannot
           prejudice
           the
           election
           of
           
             Saul
          
           whom
           God
           deserted
           .
           Thus
           God
           makes
           our
           curiosity
           our
           scourge
           .
           
             Mid●●
          
           his
           wish
           shall
           be
           his
           famine
           .
           
             Phaeton●
          
           desire
           his
           death
           ,
           and
           
             Jupiters
          
           diety
           the
           consumer
           of
           his
           concubine
           .
           Them
           that
           would
           not
           quietly
           enjoy
           what
           they
           had
           ,
           shall
           unquietly
           dispose
           of
           what
           they
           〈◊〉
           ,
           or
           would
           enjoy
           .
           Civill
           dissentions
           ,
           and
           dislikes
           being
           terminated
           by
           a
           martiall
           (
           or
           shall
           I
           say
           an
           impartiall
           sword
           .
           )
        
         
           The
           Church
           like
           
             Dianah
          
           is
           ravisht
           by
           lustfull
           
             Shechem
          
           as
           a
           punishment
           of
           her
           ro●●●
           ,
           had
           she
           kept
           the
           tents
           of
           
             Jacob
             ,
          
           she
           had
           been
           free
           from
           his
           rage
           ,
           had
           we
           not
           like
           her
           erred
           from
           our
           paternall
           protection
           ,
           we
           had
           not
           endured
           their
           rapines
           .
           The
           just
           with
           God
           to
           expose
           them
           to
           all
           malediction
           ,
           that
           out
           of
           wandring
           fancie
           〈◊〉
           the
           ●anges
           of
           the
           sanctuary
           .
           
             Athaliah
          
           was
           there
           slaine
           for
           destroying
           the
           〈◊〉
           royall
           ,
           which
           I
           spiritually
           conceive
           to
           be
           the
           integrity
           of
           a
           Church
           ,
           born
           and
           continued
           without
           the
           milke
           ,
           or
           meat
           of
           Canaanltish
           ,
           and
           adulterous
           traditions
           ,
           which
           being
           spurious
           slips
           cannot
           floursh
           ,
           nor
           have
           a
           longer
           prosperity
           then
           the
           g●●●d
           of
           
             Jonahs
             ,
          
           or
           the
           infortunate
           ,
           and
           earthy
           wombe
           that
           gave
           them
           conception
           .
        
         
           Sin
           ripened
           like
           the
           pride
           of
           Gath
           ,
           desies
           the
           Host
           of
           the
           Lord
           of
           Hosts
           ,
           bathing
           ,
           the
           monstrous
           spearhead
           of
           his
           rage
           ,
           in
           the
           bloud
           of
           the
           chosen
           :
           how
           feeble
           hath
           the
           fall
           of
           
             Adam
          
           made
           his
           haplesle
           posterity
           ?
           the
           glorious
           English
           long
           clad
           in
           the
           victorious
           spoyles
           of
           that
           barbarous
           people
           ,
           become
           the
           rebaters
           of
           their
           ●keins
           ,
           but
           not
           of
           their
           rage
           ;
           finding
           now
           how
           dearly
           the
           Israelites
           paid
           for
           their
           cruell
           mercy
           in
           not
           exti●pating
           the
           Idolatrous
           Canaanites
           ,
           those
           that
           policy
           left
           ,
           for
           hewers
           of
           wood
           ,
           and
           draw
           ●●s
           of
           water
           ,
           hew
           the
           flesh
           ,
           and
           draw
           the
           bloud
           of
           their
           masters
           :
           thus
           humane
           policy
           is
           punisht
           by
           in
           humane
           impiety
           ,
           teaching
           us
           that
           all
           the
           purposes
           of
           flesh
           and
           bloud
           ,
           having
           not
           godlinesse
           for
           their
           basis
           ,
           have
           sandy
           foundations
           ,
           and
           that
           policy
           without
           piety
           is
           a
           damnable
           discretion
           .
           The
           Dove
           and
           the
           Serpent
           should
           like
           those
           two
           kine
           of
           Bethshemesh
           at
           once
           be
           yoked
           to
           draw
           the
           Ark●
           of
           God
           ,
           from
           the
           possession
           of
           the
           heathens
           ,
           to
           the
           people
           of
           God
           ;
           or
           like
           
             Clea●●s
          
           and
           
             Biton
          
           to
           draw
           their
           mother
           to
           the
           Temple
           :
           where
           observe
           the
           kins
           ,
           and
           brethren
           were
           rewarded
           by
           death
           ;
           the
           kine
           sacrificed
           to
           the
           true
           God
           ,
           the
           brethren
           to
           the
           false
           .
           O
           God
           ,
           so
           blesse
           my
           pilgrimage
           that
           at
           my
           termination
           my
           last
           act
           may
           be
           best
           ,
           that
           so
           I
           may
           like
           
             M●●●hs
          
           sacrifice
           ascend
           up
           unto
           thee
           by
           an
           Angelicall
           convoy
           .
        
         
         
           Those
           that
           sacrificed
           up
           the
           calves
           of
           their
           lips
           ,
           are
           now
           like
           beasts
           sacrificed
           .
           The
           rude
           reed
           runnes
           through
           the
           hand
           that
           sustained
           it
           ,
           whilst
           the
           hoofes
           of
           untamed
           and
           untaught
           monsters
           trample
           on
           those
           heads
           that
           shod
           them
           ;
           all
           〈◊〉
           turning
           rebell
           either
           to
           civill
           ,
           or
           legall
           contracts
           .
           Those
           Nationall
           tyes
           held
           sacred
           ,
           and
           Gordian
           ,
           of
           gossip
           ,
           or
           fosterer
           are
           denied
           by
           the
           brutish
           ,
           to
           the
           Brittish
           .
           
             Hazael
          
           and
           
             Zimri
          
           murthering
           their
           Masters
           ,
           the
           act
           not
           disavowed
           ,
           but
           countena●●●●
           pardoned
           ,
           and
           applauded
           by
           depicted
           
             Jezabel
          
           that
           Romish
           harlot
           .
           〈…〉
           sacrifice
           at
           the
           Temples
           dedication
           was
           here
           outvied
           in
           number
           ,
           but
           not
           〈…〉
           Beast
           was
           not
           offered
           ,
           but
           preserved
           ;
           for
           here
           the
           Minister
           was
           the
           chiefe
           sacrifice
           ,
           the
           Beast
           the
           sacrificer
           .
           The
           Ram
           was
           not
           offered
           for
           
             Isaac
             ,
          
           but
           he
           for
           the
           Ram
           ,
           as
           if
           the
           gold
           had
           been
           more
           holy
           then
           the
           Temple
           ,
           or
           sacrifice
           then
           〈◊〉
           
             Eliahs
          
           once
           flew
           the
           priests
           of
           
             Baal
             ,
          
           but
           now
           
             Baals
          
           priests
           slaughter
           the
           somes
           of
           the
           Prophets
           ;
           nor
           place
           ,
           nor
           person
           is
           regarded
           ,
           but
           the
           Protestants
           are
           murdered
           in
           the
           very
           Churches
           ,
           as
           if
           Protestant
           bloud
           were
           only
           the
           hallowed
           water
           to
           sanctifie
           those
           places
           for
           their
           Idolatrous
           ,
           prophane
           ,
           damned
           ,
           and
           accursed
           Masses
           .
           Certainly
           it
           may
           be
           feared
           that
           we
           did
           something
           that
           displeased
           God
           ,
           which
           〈◊〉
           called
           for
           his
           exploding
           .
        
         
           Now
           are
           the
           fountaines
           of
           living
           waters
           ,
           the
           balme
           of
           Gilead
           ,
           the
           holy
           〈◊〉
           of
           the
           Covenant
           ,
           the
           sacred
           columnes
           of
           Gods
           word
           made
           the
           derision
           of
           the
           ●●●●ly
           ,
           whilst
           they
           are
           rent
           in
           pieces
           and
           dasht
           about
           the
           heads
           of
           the
           owners
           ,
           till
           〈◊〉
           drew
           bloud
           on
           their
           heads
           and
           faces
           ;
           with
           these
           ,
           and
           the
           like
           opprobrious
           and
           〈◊〉
           pious
           speeches
           ,
           here
           you
           English
           dogs
           and
           hereticks
           ,
           you
           shall
           have
           Bibles
           〈◊〉
           Surely
           had
           not
           those
           holy
           legacies
           of
           the
           blessed
           Spirit
           ,
           been
           first
           by
           our
           selve
           ●●●●der
           valued
           ,
           it
           had
           not
           been
           in
           the
           power
           of
           those
           reprobates
           ,
           thus
           to
           have
           prophaned
           the
           holy
           food
           ,
           or
           the
           feeders
           thereon
           .
        
         
           Their
           first
           expressions
           began
           in
           the
           ruine
           of
           our
           estates
           ,
           having
           first
           publisht
           〈◊〉
           correspondence
           with
           the
           Scottish
           our
           brethren
           ,
           whether
           out
           of
           an
           intent
           〈◊〉
           awaken
           their
           dislikes
           of
           these
           new
           insolencies
           ,
           or
           perchance
           conceiving
           they
           had
           not
           forgot
           our
           hostil
           preparations
           against
           them
           the
           foregoing
           years
           ,
           and
           therefore
           might
           hope
           to
           make
           them
           Newters
           :
           at
           all
           which
           conceits
           I
           admire
           had
           they
           but
           conceived
           the
           irreconciliable
           distance
           between
           their
           Religions
           ;
           yet
           thei●
           〈◊〉
           pretence
           and
           disguised
           affection
           ,
           too
           much
           wrought
           in
           those
           dismall
           dayes
           (
           in
           which
           every
           head
           wa
           s
           perplext
           ,
           if
           not
           darkened
           with
           distractions
           )
           on
           that
           valiant
           Nation
           ;
           insomuch
           ,
           that
           one
           
             Barhome
          
           by
           title
           ,
           but
           by
           name
           
             John
          
           Mac.
           
             Culloh
             ,
          
           Captaine
           of
           a
           foot
           company
           ,
           with
           others
           ,
           advised
           me
           (
           when
           I
           had
           kept
           my
           house
           seven
           weeks
           after
           the
           Rebellion
           began
           )
           to
           fly
           for
           my
           life
           ,
           adding
           they
           were
           reasonably
           well
           secured
           by
           a
           Proclamation
           publisht
           by
           the
           Rebells
           by
           direction
           of
           thei●
           chiefe
           ,
           for
           the
           Scottish
           protection
           ,
           in
           returne
           of
           a
           favour
           done
           him
           in
           his
           infancy
           by
           a
           Scottish
           Gentle
           woman
           ,
           who
           either
           saved
           his
           life
           ,
           or
           liberty
           in
           his
           swathing
           bands
           .
           And
           but
           that
           God
           determined
           they
           should
           mingle
           with
           us
           in
           that
           great
           confusion
           ,
           
           and
           effusion
           of
           estates
           ,
           and
           bloud
           :
           I
           admire
           so
           wise
           a
           people
           ,
           and
           perspicuous
           in
           the
           darkest
           aenigm●s
           ,
           should
           be
           so
           deluded
           :
           but
           where
           God
           intends
           an
           inf●mation
           all
           humane
           wisdome
           is
           emerged
           .
           The
           deepest
           reaches
           of
           earthly
           knowledge
           ,
           have
           had
           as
           deep
           precipices
           ;
           none
           had
           a
           fearfuller
           fall
           then
           him
           the
           Scripture
           stiles
           as
           an
           oracle
           of
           God
           ,
           we
           the
           defeats
           of
           those
           great
           projects
           of
           
             Pharaoh
          
           and
           
             Herod
             ,
          
           that
           neither
           of
           their
           designes
           ,
           or
           wise
           intendments
           could
           suffocate
           the
           type
           or
           substance
           ,
           the
           penner
           of
           the
           Law
           ,
           or
           publisher
           of
           the
           Gospel
           ,
           the
           Scribe
           of
           the
           sacrifices
           ,
           or
           him
           sacrificed
           by
           the
           Scribes
           .
           But
           this
           Romish
           Machiavilian
           plot
           tooke
           effect
           ,
           so
           the
           prevention
           of
           bloudy
           and
           helborne
           projects
           are
           seldome
           prevented
           ,
           nay
           nor
           suspected
           by
           those
           of
           a
           holy
           &
           an
           upright
           conversation
           .
           T
           is
           for
           the
           sonnes
           of
           darknesse
           to
           bring
           those
           things
           to
           light
           .
           But
           our
           brethren
           paid
           dearly
           for
           the
           cruell
           mercy
           of
           the
           Irish
           ,
           for
           they
           staying
           after
           the
           English
           ,
           of
           which
           some
           were
           slain
           ,
           some
           stript
           ,
           and
           sent
           away
           ,
           were
           most
           of
           them
           ,
           man
           ,
           woman
           ,
           and
           child
           cruelly
           massacred
           .
        
         
           The
           English
           are
           now
           left
           ,
           as
           God
           left
           his
           ,
           when
           they
           had
           first
           left
           him
           ;
           some
           ●●ying
           when
           none
           pursued
           ,
           sin
           addes
           to
           the
           stature
           of
           our
           feares
           ,
           for
           nothing
           makes
           men
           terrible
           even
           to
           themselves
           but
           their
           transgressions
           ,
           whilst
           the
           greedy
           pursuers
           seem
           like
           
             Mercury
          
           with
           winged
           feet
           to
           fly
           with
           a
           devouring
           sword
           to
           kill
           them
           already
           near
           death
           ,
           with
           the
           expectation
           of
           death
           ,
           whilst
           the
           enemies
           swords
           are
           as
           drunke
           with
           our
           bloud
           ,
           as
           they
           with
           our
           drink
           ,
           of
           both
           which
           they
           seem
           insatiable
           :
           the
           thirsty
           earth
           not
           more
           greedily
           receives
           the
           early
           ,
           and
           latter
           raine
           then
           they
           of
           both
           liquors
           ,
           insomuch
           that
           one
           _____
           
             O
             Mallon
          
           was
           heard
           ,
           to
           boast
           inhumanely
           that
           he
           with
           his
           owne
           hands
           had
           murdered
           sixe
           and
           twenty
           English
           and
           Scotch
           in
           two
           dayes
           ,
           whereof
           there
           were
           twenty
           five
           Scottish
           :
           O
           unheard
           of
           cruelty
           ,
           it
           is
           a
           wonder
           to
           me
           that
           this
           man
           should
           be
           borne
           by
           the
           common
           course
           of
           generation
           ,
           for
           certainly
           his
           sire
           or
           dam
           must
           needs
           be
           an
           Irish
           wolfe
           ,
           in
           whose
           bosome
           was
           harboured
           ,
           so
           little
           humanity
           .
        
         
           Now
           doe
           these
           like
           those
           Philistims
           ,
           inflamed
           with
           rage
           ,
           and
           drink●
           ,
           their
           soules
           intoxicated
           more
           then
           their
           bodies
           with
           the
           cuppe
           of
           the
           Whores
           Fornications
           
             Revelat.
          
           17.2
           .
           drawe
           out
           the
           poore
           Captives
           to
           death
           ,
           as
           if
           the
           best
           banquet
           were
           the
           bloudiest
           .
           The
           sonne
           of
           
             Hagar
          
           now
           abuses
           the
           heire
           of
           the
           Promise
           ,
           now
           is
           disoculated
           
             Sampson
          
           that
           grindes
           his
           abused
           soule
           more
           then
           their
           meale
           brought
           forth
           to
           make
           pastime
           to
           the
           Philistims
           .
        
         
           I
           knew
           one
           
             Bel
          
           of
           Muckamore
           near
           Antrim
           ,
           whose
           eyes
           they
           stubbed
           out
           to
           make
           him
           confesse
           his
           money
           ,
           then
           abused
           him
           ,
           and
           lastly
           murdered
           him
           ,
           tha●
           death
           which
           is
           terrible
           to
           our selves
           ,
           afford
           us
           delight
           if
           inflicted
           on
           others
           .
           With
           what
           delight
           and
           pleasure
           can
           wee
           reade
           those
           cruell
           persecutions
           of
           
             Nero
             ,
             Domitian
             ,
             Trajan
             ,
             Adrian
             ,
             Marcus
             Aurelius
             ,
             Severus
             ,
          
           and
           the
           rest
           ;
           ●●may
           ,
           the
           bloudiest
           of
           our
           murthering
           
             Mary
             ,
          
           who
           drew
           the
           bloud
           instead
           
           of
           milke
           from
           the
           paps
           of
           her
           Nurse
           ,
           having
           such
           a
           Catholicke
           Spanish
           〈◊〉
           in
           het
           veines
           ,
           that
           the
           bloud
           of
           many
           English
           Martyrs
           could
           not
           allay
           .
        
         
           The
           cruelties
           exercised
           at
           Merindol
           ,
           and
           Cabriers
           ,
           when
           the
           craggy
           〈◊〉
           exprest
           more
           mercy
           to
           the
           hunted
           martyrs
           ,
           then
           the
           flinty
           soules
           of
           their
           per●●●ters
           .
        
         
           That
           damned
           massacre
           of
           
             Charles
          
           the
           ninth
           
             anno
          
           1572.
           whose
           bloud
           issuing
           from
           severall
           parts
           of
           his
           body
           (
           at
           his
           death
           )
           fully
           exprest
           his
           belluine
           disposition
           .
           Not
           King
           themselves
           profusely
           wasting
           ,
           or
           unmercifull
           exhausting
           the
           bloud
           of
           their
           Subjects
           ,
           shall
           finde
           exemption
           at
           that
           great
           and
           just
           Audit
           kept
           by
           Jehovah
           .
           The
           highest
           deputations
           have
           the
           heaviest
           cares
           .
           How
           soon
           is
           
             Saul
          
           lost
           in
           his
           new
           Monarchy
           ?
           These
           I
           say
           could
           we
           peruse
           with
           patience
           ,
           and
           pleasure
           .
        
         
           The
           Spanish
           cruelty
           more
           heathenish
           then
           those
           on
           whom
           it
           was
           exercised
           in
           the
           Indies
           ,
           which
           were
           till
           now
           the
           grand
           patterns
           of
           abused
           hostility
           ,
           invasion
           and
           victory
           are
           so
           far
           unfit
           to
           parallell
           with
           the
           Irish
           inhumanity
           ,
           as
           they
           have
           lost
           our
           wonder
           .
        
         
           The
           horse-leeches
           of
           Rome
           bloudily
           conceiving
           that
           Protestant
           bloud
           〈◊〉
           marle
           of
           their
           Religion
           ,
           and
           that
           nothing
           produces
           so
           rathe
           a
           spring
           to
           the
           Catholicke
           cause
           as
           the
           carcasses
           of
           purer
           professors
           :
           when
           as
           it
           is
           the
           generall
           〈◊〉
           that
           the
           bloud
           of
           martyrs
           is
           the
           seed
           of
           the
           Church
           .
           Sacks
           of
           wool
           are
           held
           the
           best
           foundations
           for
           bridges
           in
           the
           strongest
           currents
           ,
           as
           on
           those
           were
           built
           upon
           the
           martyred
           carcasses
           of
           our
           predecessors
           (
           the
           Protestant
           Religion
           so
           〈◊〉
           that
           all
           those
           great
           inundations
           from
           the
           Apostolicall
           ,
           or
           rather
           diabolical
           〈◊〉
           could
           never
           overwhelme
           ,
           yet
           then
           was
           our
           profession
           but
           like
           to
           〈◊〉
           )
           who
           though
           he
           was
           of
           the
           seed
           royall
           ,
           had
           
             Sauls
          
           possessions
           ,
           and
           eat
           bread
           at
           〈◊〉
           Kings
           table
           ,
           yet
           was
           he
           lame
           in
           his
           feet
           ,
           2
           
             Sam.
          
           9.3
           .
           and
           I
           suppose
           his
           cure
           would
           have
           been
           more
           needfull
           ,
           and
           acceptable
           to
           him
           (
           could
           it
           have
           been
           effected
           )
           then
           either
           his
           possessions
           or
           honour
           .
        
         
           God
           alwayes
           preserved
           his
           Church
           ,
           of
           which
           the
           Arke
           was
           a
           type
           which
           shall
           float
           over
           the
           world-drowned-shores
           to
           preserve
           a
           holy
           remnant
           ;
           and
           the
           earth
           swallow
           up
           those
           streams
           of
           poysonous
           malice
           ,
           vomited
           by
           the
           serpent
           against
           his
           love
           ,
           his
           dove
           ,
           his
           fair
           one
           ;
           all
           these
           persecutions
           could
           not
           so
           much
           as
           startle
           the
           English
           lethargy
           ;
           the
           evils
           that
           we
           expect
           are
           lessened
           ,
           if
           not
           prevented
           ,
           when
           as
           sudden
           alarms
           not
           only
           awake
           ,
           but
           astonish
           .
        
         
           The
           great
           battells
           of
           
             Canna
             ,
             Marathon
             ,
          
           and
           those
           two
           daughter
           of
           
             Epaminondus
             ,
             Mantinea
             ,
          
           and
           
             Leuctra
             ,
          
           with
           those
           more
           famous
           where
           the
           Starres
           fought
           in
           their
           order
           ,
           and
           
             Kishon
          
           like
           a
           besome
           swept
           them
           away
           :
           (
           even
           so
           let
           thine
           enemies
           perish
           ,
           O
           Lord
           )
           those
           great
           defeats
           given
           and
           recieved
           by
           the
           Turke
           ,
           and
           Christian
           ,
           the
           sword
           ,
           fire
           ,
           famine
           ,
           pestilence
           ,
           and
           desolation
           of
           the
           Jews
           ,
           with
           what
           other
           horrors
           have
           eradicated
           the
           Roman
           and
           Gretian
           Empires
           ,
           were
           by
           us
           perused
           with
           pleasure
           ,
           and
           yet
           now
           that
           a
           destructive
           insurrecton
           ,
           drawes
           his
           daggar
           at
           our
           
           throats
           death
           walking
           over
           our
           owne
           thresholds
           ,
           famine
           having
           entred
           to
           cling
           up
           our
           bowels
           ,
           fire
           to
           dissolve
           our
           beings
           ,
           and
           unkinde
           exile
           to
           shoulder
           us
           from
           our
           abodes
           ,
           poverty
           rushing
           like
           an
           armed
           man
           ,
           meager
           and
           pin'd
           visages
           meeting
           us
           at
           every
           pace
           ,
           wounded
           and
           mangled
           carcasses
           peeping
           out
           of
           bushes
           like
           ghosts
           from
           the
           grave
           ,
           Christians
           expos'd
           naked
           to
           unmercifull
           cold
           ,
           and
           mountainous
           wayes
           ,
           with
           not
           a
           fig
           leafe
           to
           hide
           their
           nakednesse
           ,
           poore
           women
           with
           childe
           brought
           a
           bed
           ,
           and
           dead
           in
           woods
           ,
           and
           caves
           ,
           in
           that
           unchristian
           manner
           that
           my
           pen
           dares
           not
           expresse
           :
           but
           leaves
           their
           miserable
           condition
           to
           the
           consideration
           and
           commiseration
           of
           those
           that
           expect
           a
           happy
           deliverance
           :
           heaps
           of
           slaughtered
           Christians
           ,
           to
           part
           of
           which
           the
           dogs
           had
           given
           sepulchre
           ,
           many
           hanged
           upon
           trees
           and
           boughes
           ,
           part
           of
           which
           we
           could
           perceive
           had
           been
           burnt
           before
           :
           at
           these
           sights
           ,
           and
           many
           more
           horrid
           ,
           how
           are
           our
           resolves
           amated
           ?
           our
           courages
           queld
           ?
           our
           resolutions
           daunted
           ?
           now
           doth
           poore
           Germany
           ,
           and
           our
           right
           neglect
           of
           their
           calamities
           deeply
           possese
           us
           ,
           the
           afflictions
           of
           
             Joseph
          
           are
           afresh
           bemoaned
           ,
           and
           the
           martyrdomes
           of
           the
           Apostles
           are
           now
           lamented
           ,
           and
           what
           is
           more
           the
           poverty
           of
           our
           Messias
           ,
           his
           teares
           ,
           pilgrimages
           ,
           stripes
           ,
           spittings
           ,
           contempt
           ,
           revilings
           ,
           agony
           ,
           and
           bloudy
           passion
           ,
           which
           before
           was
           read
           over
           as
           an
           ordinary
           story
           of
           Scripture
           ,
           and
           if
           read
           ,
           not
           remembred
           ,
           if
           remembred
           ,
           not
           lamented
           ,
           if
           lamented
           ,
           t
           was
           but
           a
           qualme
           of
           sorrow
           ,
           now
           are
           we
           sufferers
           in
           his
           sufferings
           :
           On
           bitter
           miserie
           ,
           how
           sweet
           are
           thy
           lectures
           ?
           teaching
           sorrows
           are
           cordiall
           griefes
           ,
           and
           t
           is
           a
           blessed
           maim
           that
           heals
           the
           soule
           ;
           give
           me
           those
           wounds
           ,
           O
           God
           ,
           through
           which
           as
           a
           glorious
           mirror
           ,
           I
           may
           behold
           the
           mirror
           of
           glory
           .
        
         
           Now
           began
           the
           famine
           of
           some
           to
           conclude
           that
           the
           violentest
           death
           was
           the
           best
           ,
           and
           the
           lengthned
           life
           the
           only
           miserable
           ,
           that
           the
           shortest
           way
           to
           the
           grave
           was
           the
           sweetest
           ,
           and
           that
           the
           last
           gaspe
           was
           most
           comfortable
           ,
           many
           searching
           for
           the
           pangs
           of
           death
           as
           the
           only
           Elixar
           to
           cure
           all
           diseases
           ,
           the
           feared
           winding
           sheet
           ,
           and
           insatiable
           grave
           proving
           now
           desired
           ,
           which
           was
           before
           horrid
           .
        
         
           That
           heaven
           the
           seat
           of
           God
           under
           which
           we
           regardlessely
           walked
           is
           all
           the
           canopy
           is
           left
           the
           English
           ,
           the
           humble
           earth
           the
           footstoole
           of
           God
           ,
           and
           mother
           of
           us
           all
           ,
           on
           which
           we
           proudly
           trampled
           ,
           lets
           her
           wofull
           children
           lie
           on
           her
           bosome
           ,
           that
           fain
           would
           lye
           within
           it
           ;
           the
           woods
           and
           bogs
           becomming
           either
           our
           shelter
           or
           sepulchre
           ,
           the
           contemned
           food
           of
           the
           Irish
           ,
           sorrell
           ,
           watergrasse
           ,
           three
           leaved
           grasse
           ,
           weeds
           ,
           and
           water
           is
           now
           made
           our
           delicates
           .
           The
           tender
           and
           loving
           wife
           repines
           at
           the
           nourishment
           eaten
           by
           the
           husband
           of
           her
           bosome
           ,
           whilst
           the
           infants
           complaints
           begets
           fresh
           throws
           in
           that
           breast
           which
           used
           ,
           but
           could
           not
           nourish
           it
           ,
           the
           mothers
           tears
           shewing
           a
           compassion
           ,
           but
           not
           a
           redresse
           ,
           happy
           were
           the
           infant
           could
           it
           have
           been
           cherished
           with
           tears
           ,
           as
           before
           with
           milke
           ,
           for
           the
           eye
           was
           wet
           to
           see
           the
           breast
           so
           drie
           ;
           fruitfulnesse
           is
           now
           held
           a
           greater
           curse
           to
           the
           forlorne
           English
           ,
           then
           sterility
           was
           to
           the
           Jews
           .
           
             Jeremy
          
           thou
           mourning
           turtle
           of
           Sions
           sorrows
           ,
           I
           wish
           not
           a
           double
           portion
           of
           thy
           spirit
           ,
           but
           thy
           sorrow
           ,
           that
           I
           might
           be
           
           that
           silver
           trumpet
           that
           should
           publish
           to
           all
           posterity
           the
           calamities
           of
           those
           our
           brethren
           ,
           that
           did
           ,
           and
           do
           want
           those
           succours
           our
           luxury
           devours
           .
           She
           is
           no
           
             Nube
          
           that
           cannot
           finde
           one
           teare
           to
           cast
           into
           our
           Ocean
           of
           brine
           ,
           and
           lend
           a
           sigh
           to
           those
           broken
           ,
           hearts
           that
           sorrow
           hath
           rather
           made
           statues
           ,
           then
           men
           ,
           Suffer
           not
           the
           afflicted
           of
           the
           Lord
           to
           tread
           the
           winepresse
           alone
           ,
           lest
           when
           thy
           aloes
           are
           given
           thee
           to
           drinke
           thou
           findest
           none
           of
           
             Elishas
          
           salt
           to
           cure
           the
           brackishnesse
           .
           Partnership
           in
           sorrow
           hath
           the
           power
           of
           mitigation
           ,
           and
           thou
           shalt
           have
           the
           praise
           if
           not
           to
           have
           relieved
           ,
           to
           have
           eased
           our
           pangs
           .
        
         
           But
           whither
           am
           I
           transported
           ?
           Summons
           to
           griefe
           finde
           but
           deafe
           eares
           ,
           and
           a
           dead
           welcome
           ;
           every
           man
           desiring
           rather
           to
           go
           to
           a
           theater
           ,
           then
           a
           tribunall
           ,
           〈◊〉
           having
           as
           many
           assistants
           too
           many
           ,
           as
           tribulation
           too
           few
           .
           
             Solomon
          
           is
           as
           little
           followed
           in
           these
           two
           Proverbs
           ,
           as
           in
           any
           ,
           better
           is
           the
           house
           of
           mourning
           then
           the
           house
           of
           mirth
           ,
           and
           the
           day
           of
           death
           then
           the
           day
           of
           ones
           birth
           ;
           but
           when
           he
           comes
           with
           an
           inviting
           exultation
           
             Eccles.
          
           11.9
           .
           
             Rejoyce
             O
             young
             man
             ,
             in
             thy
             youth
             ,
             and
             let
             thine
             heart
             cheare
             thee
             in
             the
             dayes
             of
             thy
             youth
             ,
             and
             walke
             in
             the
             wayes
             of
             thine
             heart
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             sight
             of
             thine
             e●es
             ,
          
           he
           shall
           have
           more
           followers
           then
           
             Darius
          
           or
           
             Xerxes
             :
          
           th●●
           gripe
           or
           pleasure
           hath
           gotten
           Rome
           so
           many
           Proselites
           ,
           when
           Religion
           complies
           with
           Nature
           ,
           our
           corruptions
           are
           wooed
           ,
           and
           wedded
           to
           a
           glowe
           wormy
           happinesse
           .
        
         
           The
           great
           
             Belshazzers
          
           in
           their
           greatest
           elevations
           ,
           finde
           their
           knees
           knocking
           ,
           and
           discerne
           the
           handwriting
           of
           death
           on
           their
           walls
           ,
           and
           those
           
             Nebuchadnezzars
          
           that
           prided
           themselves
           in
           their
           spacious
           structures
           (
           as
           many
           there
           were
           that
           built
           with
           marble
           which
           contemned
           the
           corner
           stone
           )
           are
           now
           sent
           amongst
           the
           beasts
           of
           the
           field
           ,
           not
           only
           for
           their
           abode
           ,
           but
           sustenance
           .
           Those
           holy
           duties
           before
           neglected
           are
           now
           with
           a
           compulsive
           trepidation
           observed
           .
           T
           is
           a
           miserable
           thing
           for
           a
           soule
           inur'd
           to
           sinne
           ,
           to
           be
           hurried
           into
           his
           devotions
           ,
           death
           at
           the
           heeles
           ,
           and
           hell
           in
           the
           eyes
           ,
           seldome
           produce
           any
           but
           distracted
           supplications
           :
           when
           as
           he
           that
           dies
           dayly
           hath
           wrested
           the
           iron
           scepters
           out
           of
           the
           power
           of
           death
           and
           hell
           ;
           having
           an
           infallible
           interest
           in
           him
           ,
           that
           not
           only
           got
           the
           conquest
           ,
           but
           sung
           the
           comfortable
           soule-cheering
           insultation
           over
           both
           these
           ,
           till
           then
           indomitable
           tyrants
           .
           Oh
           deah
           ,
           where
           is
           thy
           sting
           ?
           Oh
           grave
           where
           is
           thy
           victory
           ?
           Therefore
           ,
           
             Quid
             retrihnam
             !
          
           but
           thankes
           be
           unto
           God
           ,
           which
           hath
           given
           us
           victory
           through
           our
           Lord
           Iesus
           Christ
           ,
           1.
           
             Cor.
          
           15.55
           ,
           57.
           
        
         
           Now
           would
           those
           that
           had
           consumed
           a
           patrimony
           ,
           rejoyce
           to
           finde
           those
           h●●ks
           that
           none
           shall
           give
           them
           .
           How
           gladly
           would
           the
           gripple
           hand
           receive
           that
           almes
           it
           hath
           de●ayned
           ?
           finding
           a
           sad
           returne
           of
           his
           uncharitable
           repulses
           .
           That
           
             Dives
          
           that
           would
           not
           give
           a
           crumme
           demanded
           ,
           shall
           find
           a
           drop
           denied
           .
           O
           God
           so
           inlarge
           my
           heart
           ,
           that
           I
           may
           give
           what
           I
           can
           ,
           and
           so
           enlarge
           thy
           mercies
           ,
           I
           may
           receive
           what
           I
           would
           .
        
         
         
           It
           was
           no
           single
           arrow
           God
           shot
           in
           that
           Nation
           ,
           or
           us
           poore
           English
           :
           for
           as
           if
           the
           sword
           had
           beene
           too
           blunt
           a
           sithe
           ,
           or
           sickle
           ,
           to
           mow
           both
           the
           wheat
           and
           darnell
           ,
           and
           a
           single
           punishment
           too
           favourable
           a
           scourge
           ,
           God
           sent
           the
           fire
           ,
           and
           lest
           that
           should
           be
           too
           sparing
           in
           consuming
           our
           sinnes
           that
           made
           us
           so
           combustible
           ,
           and
           not
           fully
           refine
           the
           oare
           from
           the
           drosse
           :
           God
           sent
           the
           famine
           to
           devour
           those
           that
           had
           nothing
           to
           eat
           ;
           and
           left
           that
           should
           leave
           any
           gleanings
           in
           this
           Irish
           Aceldama
           ,
           the
           Lord
           sent
           a
           pestilent
           Feaver
           ,
           that
           swept
           away
           innumerable
           people
           :
           insomuch
           that
           in
           Colerane
           there
           died
           in
           fowre
           moneths
           by
           computation
           six
           thousand
           ,
           in
           Carickfergus
           two
           thousand
           and
           five
           hundred
           ,
           in
           Belfast
           and
           Melone
           above
           two
           thousand
           ,
           in
           Lisnygarvi
           eight
           hundred
           ,
           and
           in
           Antrym
           and
           other
           places
           a
           proportionable
           number
           .
           So
           that
           heer
           the
           chariot
           of
           Gods
           justice
           was
           drawne
           by
           those
           fowre
           horses
           
             Rev.
          
           6.
           a
           white
           ,
           a
           red
           ,
           a
           blacke
           ,
           and
           a
           pale
           horse
           ;
           this
           disease
           augmented
           our
           miseries
           ,
           the
           Feavers
           being
           so
           contagious
           ,
           that
           the
           living
           durst
           not
           see
           them
           sicke
           ,
           nor
           bury
           them
           dead
           ;
           that
           I
           have
           scene
           the
           husband
           carry
           his
           dead
           wife
           to
           the
           Church-yard
           ,
           and
           borrowing
           a
           spade
           ,
           digge
           a
           grave
           for
           her
           that
           living
           was
           his
           life
           :
           and
           the
           same
           man
           have
           I
           seene
           the
           next
           day
           die
           in
           the
           same
           Church-yard
           :
           the
           like
           affection
           have
           I
           seene
           the
           wife
           expresse
           toward
           her
           departed
           husband
           ,
           the
           sonne
           to
           the
           father
           ,
           father
           to
           the
           son
           ,
           and
           the
           like
           .
           Heere
           were
           the
           words
           of
           our
           Saviour
           ,
           not
           onely
           metaphorically
           ,
           but
           verbally
           true
           :
           for
           the
           dead
           did
           not
           only
           bury
           the
           dead
           ,
           but
           the
           dying
           buried
           the
           dead
           also
           .
           Not
           any
           that
           escaped
           this
           Feaver
           but
           lost
           all
           their
           hayre
           :
           I
           had
           it
           in
           the
           Newry
           seven
           weekes
           ,
           where
           not
           only
           without
           ,
           but
           contrary
           to
           meanes
           ,
           my
           God
           preserved
           mee
           ,
           to
           whom
           on
           my
           bended
           knees
           I
           give
           all
           possible
           thankes
           .
           This
           sicknesse
           beyond
           the
           power
           of
           perswasive
           Divinity
           ,
           shewed
           me
           God
           thwarting
           Nature
           ,
           preserving
           in
           the
           grave
           ,
           quenching
           the
           flames
           of
           my
           sicknesse
           ,
           even
           with
           what
           Physitians
           say
           it
           is
           inflamed
           ;
           my
           cordialls
           and
           julips
           ,
           were
           running
           water
           ,
           in
           stead
           of
           barly
           ,
           and
           sometimes
           a
           little
           milke
           ,
           salt
           beefe
           ,
           or
           porke
           ,
           oaten
           bread
           and
           cheese
           ,
           the
           allayes
           to
           my
           heat
           and
           hunger
           .
           Thus
           from
           the
           jawes
           of
           death
           and
           brims
           of
           the
           grave
           hath
           God
           delivered
           me
           ,
           to
           lament
           and
           publish
           the
           death
           of
           those
           of
           my
           owne
           Tribe
           .
           For
           on
           them
           fell
           the
           brunt
           of
           this
           martyrdome
           :
           they
           were
           those
           appointed
           to
           slaughter
           at
           the
           birth
           of
           this
           designe
           :
           they
           could
           expect
           no
           quarter
           ;
           others
           might
           ransome
           their
           lives
           with
           their
           hidden
           goods
           :
           but
           this
           profession
           was
           sure
           to
           cope
           with
           death
           in
           the
           horridst
           shape
           ,
           as
           if
           Iaacobs
           curse
           were
           renovated
           ,
           for
           they
           met
           with
           a
           wrath
           more
           fierce
           ,
           a
           rage
           more
           cruell
           then
           they
           used
           to
           Shechem
           ,
           and
           found
           a
           division
           in
           Iaacob
           ,
           and
           a
           scattering
           in
           Israel
           
           
             Gen.
          
           49.7
           .
        
         
           Which
           
             I
          
           the
           rather
           undertake
           ,
           because
           some
           ill
           affected
           to
           the
           condolements
           of
           the
           Irish
           Clergy
           heere
           distressed
           ,
           and
           by
           some
           harsh
           tongues
           depraved
           have
           lightly
           run
           over
           the
           miseries
           of
           that
           despised
           ,
           and
           dispersed
           Ministry
           ,
           to
           whom
           I
           owe
           that
           little
           I
           have
           left
           ,
           as
           being
           of
           the
           same
           ●esse
           with
           those
           sonnes
           of
           the
           Prophets
           ,
           that
           find
           
             Mors
             in
             olla
             .
          
        
         
           I
           shall
           but
           in
           two
           passages
           digresse
           from
           the
           Martyrology
           of
           the
           Ministry
           in
           the
           Province
           of
           Ulster
           ,
           and
           the
           one
           is
           my
           engagement
           that
           I
           ought
           to
           Mr.
           
             Morgan
             Aubry
          
           Esquire
           ,
           my
           honoured
           friend
           ,
           and
           his
           Man
           ,
           to
           this
           I
           am
           drawne
           by
           my
           love
           ,
           the
           other
           is
           the
           unmanly
           and
           unchristian
           usage
           shewed
           to
           Mrs.
           
             Smithson
             ,
          
           a
           Ministers
           wife
           ,
           and
           her
           mayd
           ,
           that
           lived
           within
           sowre
           miles
           of
           Dublin
           ,
           to
           this
           I
           am
           drawne
           by
           my
           won●●●
           ,
           and
           these
           two
           I
           shall
           transfer
           to
           the
           last
           .
        
         
           The
           first
           on
           whom
           their
           unsanctified
           hands
           were
           fastned
           ,
           was
           Master
           
             M●●●●
             ,
          
           of
           Donnamoore
           ,
           Rector
           ,
           who
           in
           a
           most
           cruell
           and
           bloudy
           m●●●●
           ,
           they
           cut
           in
           pieces
           ,
           and
           left
           unburied
           .
        
         
           Secondly
           ,
           Mr.
           
             Blith
             ,
          
           Minister
           of
           Dungannon
           ,
           whom
           they
           hanged
           ,
           whole
           Wife
           with
           3
           small
           children
           ,
           after
           8
           months
           miserable
           captivity
           ,
           I
           saw
           in
           the
           Newry
           ,
           great
           with
           child
           ,
           stripped
           naked
           ,
           and
           ready
           to
           perish
           for
           want
           of
           reliefe
           .
        
         
           Then
           Mr.
           
             Fullerton
          
           of
           Loughgall
           ,
           Rector
           ,
           to
           whom
           Sir
           
             Phelomy
             ô
             Neale
             ,
          
           owed
           at
           least
           six
           hundred
           pounds
           ,
           upon
           mortgages
           ,
           who
           though
           he
           and
           Mr.
           
             Aubry
          
           abovesaid
           ,
           had
           his
           Pasle
           and
           Convoy
           for
           their
           safe
           conduct
           ,
           was
           payd
           that
           debt
           ,
           by
           his
           paying
           his
           debt
           to
           Nature
           :
           for
           he
           at
           a
           ●oggesside
           was
           stript
           ,
           murthered
           ,
           and
           left
           unburied
           .
           With
           this
           coyne
           hath
           that
           flaming
           firebrand
           payd
           his
           debts
           ,
           such
           cancelling
           of
           bonds
           must
           they
           all
           expect
           that
           traffiqe
           with
           the
           progeny
           of
           the
           Babilonish
           whore
           .
        
         
           Mrs.
           
             Fullerton
          
           with
           two
           children
           ,
           and
           great
           with
           child
           ,
           came
           to
           the
           Newry
           after
           eight
           months
           imprisonment
           ,
           with
           sevenscore
           women
           and
           children
           in
           her
           company
           ,
           her selfe
           having
           not
           to
           hide
           her
           nakednesse
           ,
           nor
           no
           thing
           to
           keepe
           her
           feet
           from
           the
           ground
           ,
           '
           but
           two
           pieces
           of
           a
           raw
           cow
           hide
           tied
           upon
           her
           feet
           with
           pieces
           ;
           of
           packthred
           ,
           and
           what
           was
           more
           miserable
           ,
           she
           was
           constrayned
           to
           leave
           two
           of
           her
           children
           upon
           the
           mountaines
           ,
           to
           the
           mercy
           of
           their
           Fathers
           murtherers
           :
           judge
           now
           ,
           you
           that
           tie
           your
           lives
           upon
           the
           prosperity
           of
           your
           infants
           ,
           of
           the
           agonies
           of
           this
           distressed
           Gentlewoman
           ,
           which
           made
           me
           call
           to
           mind
           that
           mination
           of
           God
           ,
           
             Deut.
          
           28
           ,
           56.57
           .
           The
           tender
           and
           delicate
           woman
           amongst
           you
           ,
           which
           never
           would
           venter
           to
           set
           the
           sole
           of
           her
           foot
           
           on
           the
           ground
           (
           for
           the
           softnesse
           and
           tendernesse
           )
           shall
           be
           grieved
           at
           her
           husband
           ,
           that
           lieth
           in
           her
           bosome
           ,
           and
           at
           her
           sonne
           ,
           and
           at
           her
           daughter
           ,
           and
           at
           her
           after
           birth
           (
           that
           shall
           come
           out
           between
           her
           feet
           )
           and
           at
           her
           children
           which
           she
           shall
           beare
           :
           for
           when
           all
           things
           lacke
           ,
           she
           shall
           eat
           the
           them
           secretly
           ,
           during
           the
           siege
           and
           straitnes
           where
           with
           thine
           enemies
           shall
           besiege
           thee
           in
           thy
           strong
           Cities
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Matchett
          
           Minister
           of
           Maharafelt
           ,
           was
           after
           long
           imprisonment
           and
           extream
           hard
           usage
           ,
           the
           Lord
           having
           given
           him
           the
           bread
           of
           teares
           ,
           and
           ashes
           to
           drinke
           ,
           he
           being
           an
           aged
           and
           reverend
           Gentleman
           ,
           was
           most
           cruelly
           murthered
           at
           Lievetenant
           
             Thursbies
          
           in
           the
           County
           of
           London-Derry
           ,
           the
           Lievetenant
           and
           his
           wife
           being
           both
           Recusants
           ,
           could
           not
           by
           any
           meanes
           or
           intreaties
           ,
           eyther
           save
           or
           respite
           him
           from
           death
           ,
           such
           favour
           found
           the
           English
           Papifts
           amongst
           the
           Irish
           ,
           and
           such
           finde
           the
           English
           revolters
           with
           the
           Spaniard
           ,
           between
           whom
           is
           as
           great
           correspondence
           ,
           as
           between
           the
           Scotch
           and
           French
           Nations
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Hudson
             ,
          
           Minister
           or
           Desert
           Martin
           ,
           after
           many
           troubles
           ,
           and
           calamities
           ,
           was
           taken
           from
           betweene
           two
           fetherbeds
           ,
           out
           of
           Mr.
           
           
             Chappels
          
           house
           ,
           where
           that
           vertuous
           Gentlewoman
           had
           long
           fed
           ,
           and
           concealed
           him
           ,
           but
           at
           length
           the
           Rebels
           gave
           a
           date
           to
           her
           charity
           to
           him
           ,
           and
           to
           his
           life
           ,
           for
           the
           Rebels
           in
           a
           most
           cruell
           and
           most
           barbarous
           maner
           murthered
           him
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Campion
          
           of
           Kilowen
           ,
           being
           at
           the
           battell
           of
           Ballemony
           ,
           which
           the
           English
           in
           regard
           of
           the
           fatability
           of
           the
           day
           ,
           call
           Blacke
           Friday
           ,
           having
           received
           a
           great
           overthrow
           ,
           which
           in
           all
           possibility
           had
           beene
           the
           losse
           of
           Colerane
           ,
           and
           a
           dismall
           day
           to
           all
           the
           poore
           Protestants
           within
           it
           ,
           had
           not
           God
           infatuated
           eyther
           the
           wisedome
           ,
           or
           daunted
           the
           courage
           of
           those
           Rebels
           ,
           under
           the
           command
           of
           
             Colkittoes
          
           sonnes
           ,
           there
           did
           this
           Gentleman
           seale
           his
           love
           to
           the
           Gospel
           with
           his
           bloud
           ,
           like
           
             Zuinglius
          
           in
           the
           head
           of
           his
           Company
           ,
           honourably
           expiring
           amongst
           his
           slaughtered
           Brethren
           .
        
         
           In
           the
           same
           cause
           and
           maner
           was
           slaine
           a
           Scottish
           Minister
           ,
           (
           whose
           name
           I
           cannot
           remember
           ,
           though
           I
           was
           then
           in
           the
           same
           County
           )
           who
           tooke
           his
           leave
           ,
           and
           shewed
           his
           love
           to
           the
           cause
           ,
           (
           in
           which
           to
           their
           honours
           ,
           that
           Nation
           is
           forwardly
           zealous
           )
           under
           the
           command
           of
           Colonel
           
             Archibald
             Steward
             ,
          
           late
           Agent
           to
           the
           Earle
           of
           Antrym
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Tudge
          
           Minister
           of
           the
           Newry
           ,
           after
           long
           imprisonment
           ,
           and
           many
           perfidious
           promises
           from
           the
           Lord
           
             Magenis
             ,
          
           Sir
           
             Con
             Magenis
             ,
          
           Governour
           of
           the
           Newry
           ,
           and
           the
           rest
           ,
           was
           with
           thirteene
           more
           ,
           under
           a
           pretence
           to
           be
           exchanged
           for
           other
           prisoners
           at
           Downe-Patricke
           cruelly
           put
           to
           
           death
           ,
           of
           which
           none
           but
           one
           
             Greene
             ,
          
           a
           Tapster
           to
           Mr.
           
             Butterfield
          
           of
           the
           Newry
           escaped
           ,
           ransoming
           his
           life
           for
           forty
           shillings
           :
           this
           
             Greene
          
           brought
           me
           this
           Relation
           in
           May
           1642.
           and
           as
           they
           were
           leading
           to
           their
           slaughter
           ,
           the
           poore
           Gentleman
           called
           upon
           Sir
           
             Con
             Magenis
          
           for
           mercy
           ,
           and
           performance
           of
           his
           promise
           ;
           but
           the
           perfidious
           tyrant
           stopped
           his
           eares
           ,
           to
           his
           and
           their
           complaint
           ;
           upon
           which
           Mr.
           
             Tudge
             ,
          
           in
           the
           bitternes
           of
           his
           soul
           desired
           God
           to
           require
           his
           bloud
           at
           their
           hands
           ,
           with
           these
           words
           of
           the
           psalmist
           ;
           (
           Judge
           and
           revenge
           my
           cause
           ,
           O
           Lord
           )
           then
           he
           with
           his
           fellow
           Martyrs
           ,
           taking
           the
           Communion
           in
           a
           little
           running
           water
           ,
           in
           stead
           of
           the
           bloud
           ,
           and
           a
           piece
           of
           an
           oaten
           strowen
           ,
           in
           stead
           of
           the
           body
           of
           their
           Saviour
           ,
           commending
           themselves
           ,
           and
           their
           vile
           bodies
           into
           his
           hands
           that
           was
           able
           to
           translate
           them
           into
           glory
           ,
           yeelded
           their
           lives
           to
           the
           stroke
           of
           the
           bloudy
           executioners
           ,
           by
           whom
           he
           was
           hanged
           :
           but
           Lievtenant
           
             Trever
          
           and
           his
           wife
           with
           some
           of
           the
           rest
           ,
           which
           were
           divers
           were
           cut
           to
           pieces
           .
        
         
           Soone
           after
           ,
           as
           all
           the
           English
           Inhabitants
           of
           that
           place
           often
           affirmed
           ,
           Sir
           
             Con
             Magenis
          
           was
           by
           the
           strange
           judgement
           of
           God
           ,
           strucken
           with
           a
           strong
           frenzy
           ,
           running
           home
           to
           his
           owne
           house
           on
           foot
           ,
           the
           Lord
           taught
           him
           by
           the
           way
           ,
           as
           Gideon
           taught
           the
           men
           of
           Succoth
           and
           Penuel
           ,
           his
           clothes
           and
           skin
           being
           justly
           torne
           by
           the
           bushes
           and
           briers
           ,
           in
           those
           uncouth
           wayes
           his
           madnesse
           made
           choyce
           of
           ,
           raving
           on
           his
           death
           bed
           ,
           Take
           away
           
             Tudge
             ,
          
           take
           away
           
             Tudge
             ,
          
           doe
           you
           not
           see
           how
           hee
           pursues
           me
           for
           his
           bloud
           ?
           in
           which
           desperate
           condition
           he
           died
           .
        
         
           Thus
           God
           made
           this
           Rebell
           and
           mercilesse
           beast
           ,
           by
           the
           lash
           of
           his
           Divine
           Justice
           ,
           acknowledge
           his
           transgression
           in
           taking
           away
           the
           lives
           of
           the
           innocent
           .
           The
           same
           Sir
           
             Con
          
           having
           besides
           innumerable
           other
           murthers
           ,
           at
           one
           time
           betweene
           Greene
           Castle
           ,
           and
           Carlingford
           ,
           drowned
           sixty
           and
           eight
           Protestants
           ,
           to
           which
           he
           had
           promised
           quarter
           ,
           affirmed
           by
           Mr.
           
             Holland
             ,
          
           who
           with
           some
           others
           ,
           in
           a
           boat
           miraculously
           escaped
           to
           Dublin
           at
           that
           time
           ,
           by
           which
           meanes
           he
           and
           the
           rest
           escaped
           from
           tasting
           Sir
           
             Cons
          
           holy
           water
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Hastings
          
           Minister
           ,
           endowed
           into
           a
           living
           of
           Mr.
           
             Fairfax
          
           being
           School
           master
           in
           
             Ballis●gart
          
           a
           house
           belonging
           to
           my
           honoured
           friend
           the
           virtuous
           Mrs.
           
           
             Clotwo●thy
             ,
          
           for
           which
           deliverance
           after
           a
           grievous
           thraldome
           ,
           my
           heart
           ●●●●yceth
           .
           Him
           they
           caused
           to
           swim
           in
           the
           Lough
           till
           he
           was
           drowned
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           Dor●h
           ,
           my
           Lord
           
             Canifield
             :
          
           Chaplaine
           killed
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Fleming
          
           Ministero
           .
           
             Clanseekle
             ,
          
           murdered
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Mercer
          
           inster
           of
           
             Mulijr●●●
             ,
          
           murdered
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Burns
          
           Curate
           of
           
             L●ughgilly
             ,
          
           murdered
           .
        
         
         
           Mr.
           
             Bradleyes
          
           Curate
           of
           
             Artray
             ,
          
           Mr.
           
           
             New
          
           killed
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Wilkingson
          
           of
           
             Clovins
             ,
          
           killed
           at
           the
           
             Cavan
             ,
          
           he
           cemming
           to
           the
           Crosse-keyes
           lnne
           ,
           desired
           a
           lodging
           ,
           to
           whom
           an
           Irish
           man
           tendred
           himstlfe
           ,
           telling
           if
           he
           walked
           into
           the
           garden
           ,
           he
           would
           provide
           him
           one
           ,
           the
           innocent
           Gentleman
           was
           no
           sooner
           in
           the
           garden
           ,
           but
           the
           Serpent
           betrayed
           him
           ,
           asking
           him
           doe
           you
           want
           a
           lodging
           ?
           yes
           ,
           replied
           he
           ,
           I
           have
           faies
           
             Judas
          
           provided
           you
           one
           ,
           and
           with
           that
           drew
           his
           Skeane
           ,
           and
           stroke
           him
           so
           violently
           on
           the
           head
           that
           his
           braines
           fell
           out
           :
           this
           lodging
           was
           intended
           for
           the
           whole
           Clergy
           ,
           had
           not
           God
           miraculously
           defeated
           the
           purposes
           of
           these
           bloudy
           hel-hounds
           ;
           children
           whose
           mothers
           have
           sore
           breasts
           ,
           doe
           sometimes
           draw
           bloud
           as
           well
           as
           milke
           ,
           which
           makes
           me
           beleeve
           that
           the
           breasts
           of
           the
           Church
           of
           
             Rome
             ,
          
           are
           sore
           ,
           and
           full
           of
           corruption
           ,
           that
           her
           children
           draw
           so
           much
           bloud
           amongst
           their
           milke
           (
           if
           any
           )
           that
           they
           generally
           during
           their
           whole
           time
           thirst
           after
           it
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Thomas
             Traford
          
           killed
           by
           the
           Rebells
           after
           quarter
           was
           promised
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Mongomm●ry
          
           hanged
           by
           the
           Rebells
           ,
           he
           was
           of
           
             Du●amain
          
           Parish
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Paulmaster
          
           that
           once
           lived
           at
           
             Carickfergus
          
           Minister
           there
           ,
           (
           was
           as
           his
           wife
           informed
           me
           )
           hanged
           at
           his
           Church
           doore
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Flack
          
           of
           
             Fermannah
             ,
          
           a
           Minister
           of
           speciall
           note
           ,
           was
           with
           two
           of
           his
           sons
           taken
           out
           of
           
             Castle
             Crevenish
             ,
          
           and
           also
           offered
           up
           to
           God
           as
           a
           sacrisice
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Michart
             Berket
          
           of
           Salters
           Towne
           flying
           for
           safety
           with
           his
           wife
           ,
           and
           seven
           small
           children
           to
           
             Carickfergus
             ,
          
           where
           his
           wife
           and
           all
           his
           poor
           children
           died
           most
           miserably
           for
           want
           of
           ordinary
           nourishment
           ,
           himselse
           being
           famished
           to
           the
           point
           of
           death
           ,
           finding
           the
           pangs
           strong
           upon
           him
           ,
           got
           leave
           to
           goe
           into
           the
           Church
           of
           
             Carickfergus
             ,
          
           where
           he
           had
           not
           long
           stayed
           ,
           sitting
           himselfe
           for
           the
           reward
           promised
           to
           them
           that
           made
           their
           long
           robes
           white
           in
           the
           bloud
           of
           the
           Lambe
           ,
           to
           that
           land
           of
           
             Goshen
             ,
          
           where
           they
           shall
           hunger
           no
           more
           ,
           neither
           thirst
           any
           more
           ,
           neither
           shall
           the
           sun
           light
           on
           them
           ,
           nor
           any
           heat
           ,
           
             Rev.
          
           7.16
           .
           did
           there
           depart
           this
           life
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Griffin
             ,
          
           All
           of
           
             Ardnah
             ,
          
           and
           murdered
           by
           those
           bloud
           suckers
           on
           the
           sixt
           of
           May
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Bartly
             ,
          
           All
           of
           
             Ardnah
             ,
          
           and
           murdered
           by
           those
           bloud
           suckers
           on
           the
           sixt
           of
           May
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Starkey
          
           Curat
           ,
           All
           of
           
             Ardnah
             ,
          
           and
           murdered
           by
           those
           bloud
           suckers
           on
           the
           sixt
           of
           May
           .
        
         
           For
           about
           the
           fourth
           of
           May
           ,
           as
           I
           take
           it
           ,
           we
           put
           neare
           forty
           of
           them
           to
           death
           upon
           the
           bridge
           of
           the
           Newry
           ,
           amongst
           which
           ,
           were
           two
           of
           the
           Popes
           Pedlers
           ,
           two
           Seminary
           Priests
           ,
           in
           returne
           of
           which
           ,
           they
           slaughtered
           many
           prisoners
           in
           their
           custody
           ,
           where
           of
           these
           three
           were
           part
           ,
           
           Mr.
           
           
             Bev●●rage
          
           a
           of
           
             Ki●laman
             ,
          
           Ministers
           of
           the
           same
           County
           ,
           were
           sufferrs
           in
           this
           massacre
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Robinson
          
           of
           
             Kilmoore
             ,
          
           Ministers
           of
           the
           same
           County
           ,
           were
           sufferes
           in
           this
           massacre
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Lutfoot
          
           oof
           
             Castle
             Blany
             ,
          
           tasted
           of
           the
           same
           mercy
           ,
           being
           cruelly
           murdered
           .
        
         
           
             Romulus
          
           the
           first
           founder
           of
           that
           City
           ,
           is
           faind
           to
           be
           fosterd
           by
           a
           Wolfe
           ,
           and
           was
           the
           murderer
           of
           his
           brother
           
             Rhemus
             ,
          
           a
           presage
           of
           the
           cruelties
           should
           procecd
           from
           that
           foundation
           ,
           certainly
           there
           was
           some
           bloud
           (
           which
           is
           a
           great
           cementer
           )
           mingled
           in
           the
           morter
           ,
           for
           I
           am
           assured
           both
           the
           Empire
           ,
           and
           Hierarchy
           ,
           the
           temporall
           and
           anti-spirituall
           dignity
           ,
           have
           been
           supported
           by
           cruell
           massacres
           ,
           or
           bloudy
           machinations
           ,
           no
           act
           of
           hostility
           ,
           conspiracie
           ,
           treachery
           ,
           murder
           ,
           symony
           ,
           or
           what
           ever
           is
           accounted
           detestable
           amongst
           meer
           moralists
           ,
           but
           hath
           beene
           columns
           to
           uphold
           that
           grand
           bawdy-house
           ,
           wherein
           not
           only
           corporall
           whoredomes
           ,
           but
           spirituall
           are
           tollerated
           ,
           from
           thence
           was
           fined
           ,
           and
           on
           the
           grindstone
           of
           Rome
           was
           this
           sacrificing
           knife
           ground
           that
           cruelly
           cut
           off
           these
           Martyrs
           .
           Thus
           have
           I
           shewd
           the
           unhappinesse
           of
           the
           Irish
           ,
           who
           perchance
           are
           yet
           living
           ,
           the
           happinesse
           of
           them
           that
           are
           slaine
           ,
           but
           yet
           alive
           .
           Well
           did
           the
           Jewes
           call
           the
           grave
           
             domus
             viventia
             ,
          
           from
           thence
           did
           arise
           that
           life
           that
           assures
           us
           of
           the
           resurrection
           to
           life
           ,
           whereas
           the
           wicked
           man
           is
           accursed
           in
           his
           grave
           ,
           
             Esay
          
           14.19
           .
        
         
           These
           are
           but
           a
           remnant
           of
           them
           that
           could
           not
           escape
           the
           Rebells
           tyranny
           or
           my
           intelligence
           :
           many
           more
           must
           needs
           suffer
           that
           never
           came
           my
           care
           ,
           for
           the
           Inland
           Countries
           of
           whose
           passages
           I
           am
           not
           informed
           so
           credibly
           ,
           I
           dare
           report
           it
           ,
           must
           needs
           afford
           great
           slaughters
           being
           remote
           from
           those
           garison
           Townes
           upon
           the
           coast
           ,
           where
           many
           (
           God
           be
           praised
           )
           spared
           their
           lives
           .
        
         
           Besides
           these
           that
           were
           thus
           massacred
           ,
           there
           dyed
           of
           the
           pestilent
           feaver
           ,
           who
           chiefly
           miscaried
           through
           poverty
           ,
           famine
           ,
           and
           succors
           in
           their
           sicknesse
           .
        
         
           The
           reverend
           ,
           learned
           and
           famous
           Martyr
           
             Bedle
          
           Bishop
           of
           Kilmore
           ,
           who
           supported
           many
           distrested
           English
           ,
           and
           was
           kept
           in
           restraint
           at
           Clowater
           ,
           and
           died
           at
           Mr.
           
           
             Scrednies
          
           house
           after
           some
           five
           monthes
           imprisonment
           ,
           where
           like
           
             paul
             ;
          
           he
           spent
           his
           time
           in
           converting
           his
           jailors
           ,
           making
           his
           prison
           his
           pulpit
           ;
           wicked
           tyrants
           may
           barre
           Gods
           people
           from
           the
           congregation
           of
           the
           righteous
           ,
           but
           not
           God
           from
           the
           habitations
           of
           his
           people
           .
        
         
           M.
           
             Peirce
          
           Minister
           of
           the
           Lurgan
           at
           Carickfargus
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Simon
             Chichester
          
           Minister
           of
           Belfast
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Ducket
          
           Curate
           of
           Lisnigarvy
           .
        
         
         
           Mr.
           
             Redshaw
          
           Minister
           of
           Colerane
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Collins
          
           Minister
           of
           Kilrac
        
         
           And
           three
           Ministers
           more
           ,
           whose
           names
           I
           cannot
           learne
           ,
           but
           was
           informed
           of
           their
           deaths
           by
           
             Anne
             Jackson
             ,
             Francis
             Barnaby
             ,
          
           and
           
             Wentworth
             Moulsworth
          
           that
           came
           from
           thence
           ,
           and
           are
           now
           all
           in
           this
           City
           .
           All
           these
           dyed
           in
           Colerane
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Tailor
          
           of
           Carlingford
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Chesman
          
           of
           Moninmoore
           Minister
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Winter
          
           of
           Astra
           Minister
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Luke
             Astrie
          
           Minister
           of
           Ballekelly
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Farwood
          
           Deane
           of
           Drummoore
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Edward
             Stanhop
          
           Archdeacon
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Backster
          
           of
           Kildallon
           dyed
           in
           Castle
           Crag
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Edward
             Livesly
             .
          
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Erskin
          
           of
           Fermanah
           who
           tooke
           his
           sicknesse
           in
           Derry
           ,
           but
           dyed
           in
           Scotland
           at
           Antrim
           .
        
         
           Captaine
           
             John
             Kilner
          
           of
           Jaughen-vale
           ,
           having
           a
           Commission
           from
           His
           Majesties
           Commissioners
           for
           a
           foot
           Company
           ,
           issued
           out
           in
           Decem.
           1641.
           as
           also
           a
           Commission
           from
           the
           Lords
           Justices
           ,
           to
           be
           Provost
           Marshall
           of
           the
           City
           and
           County
           of
           London-Derry
           ,
           in
           both
           which
           ,
           his
           sonne
           being
           a
           Minister
           ,
           became
           his
           Lieutenant
           and
           Deputy
           ,
           being
           a
           preaching
           Souldier
           ,
           and
           a
           military
           Minister
           ,
           who
           preacht
           to
           his
           Souldiers
           when
           they
           were
           not
           in
           fight
           ,
           and
           fought
           when
           he
           could
           not
           preach
           ,
           shewing
           at
           once
           his
           love
           to
           Christ
           ,
           and
           hate
           to
           Anti-Christ
           ,
           who
           having
           done
           exceeding
           good
           service
           ,
           he
           being
           a
           forward
           and
           well
           qualified
           Gentleman
           ,
           but
           striving
           above
           nature
           to
           shew
           his
           zeale
           in
           that
           holy
           war
           ,
           by
           many
           heats
           ,
           colds
           ,
           and
           other
           sufferings
           contracted
           that
           sicknesse
           wich
           ended
           his
           daies
           ,
           having
           time
           to
           apply
           that
           Swan-like
           song
           of
           
             Paul
             ,
          
           the
           second
           of
           
             Timothy
             ,
          
           the
           4
           ,
           5
           ,
           6
           ,
           7
           ,
           8.
           verses
           ,
           Which
           a
           legacie
           to
           his
           brethren
           ,
           and
           cordiall
           to
           himselfe
           ,
           was
           his
           last
           antheme
           ,
           
             But
             watch
             thou
             in
             all
             things
             ▪
             suffer
             advers●●y
             :
             〈◊〉
             the
             worke
             of
             an
             Evangelist
             :
             make
             thy
             Ministery
             fully
             knowne
             .
             For
             now
             I
             am
             ready
             to
             be
             offered
             ,
             and
             the
             time
             of
             my
             departing
             is
             at
             hand
             .
             I
             have
             fought
             a
             good
             sight
             ,
             I
             have
             finished
             my
             course
             I
             have
             kept
             the
             faith
             .
             For
             henceforth
             is
             laid
             up
             for
             me
             the
             Crown
             of
             righteousnesse
             ,
             which
             the
             Lord
             the
             righteous
             Judge
             shall
             give
             me
             at
             that
             day
             ,
             and
             not
             to
             me
             only
             ,
             but
             to
             all
             them
             that
             love
             his
             appearing
             :
          
           I
           have
           seen
           a
           large
           certificate
           of
           his
           fathers
           unparalled
           services
           ,
           in
           which
           he
           ought
           to
           be
           a
           partner
           ,
           as
           being
           an
           assistant
           ,
           all
           wich
           is
           subscribed
           under
           the
           hands
           of
           Sir
           
             Jahn
             Vanghan
             ,
          
           Knight
           ,
           governour
           of
           the
           City
           of
           
           London-Derry
           ,
           and
           one
           of
           the
           Privy
           Councell
           of
           that
           Kingdome
           ,
           
             Robert
             Thornton
          
           Major
           of
           that
           City
           ,
           
             Henry
             Vaughan
             ,
             Simon
             Pits
             ,
             Henry
             Finch
             ,
             Henry
             Osborne
          
           Aldermen
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Newcomen
          
           Minister
           of
           Fawne
           ,
           at
           Fawne
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Richard
             Walker
          
           Minister
           of
           Lifford
           ,
           at
           Lifford
           .
        
         
           Now
           you
           have
           seen
           
             Steven
          
           ston'd
           ,
           you
           shall
           see
           
             Peter
          
           and
           
             John
             ,
             Paul
          
           and
           
             Silas
          
           in
           
             interiorem
             carcerem
             ,
          
           you
           shall
           see
           
             Jeremiah
          
           in
           the
           stocks
           ,
           
             Jer.
          
           20.2
           .
           You
           shall
           behold
           
             Pashur
          
           putting
           him
           downe
           into
           the
           dungeon
           with
           cords
           ,
           where
           the
           poore
           Prophet
           is
           not
           only
           fast
           in
           prison
           ,
           but
           in
           mire
           ,
           
             Jer.
          
           38.6
           .
           for
           as
           they
           held
           the
           Ministers
           the
           basest
           of
           men
           ,
           so
           they
           provided
           for
           them
           the
           basest
           of
           prisons
           :
           should
           we
           returne
           their
           cruelties
           ,
           we
           should
           put
           their
           Priests
           and
           Jesuits
           into
           our
           common
           shoares
           .
           
             Dignum
             pattella
             operculum
             ,
          
           those
           not
           marked
           with
           the
           letter
           (
           T
           )
           for
           destruction
           ,
           or
           on
           the
           lintells
           of
           whose
           doors
           the
           Angel
           had
           sprinkled
           the
           marks
           of
           deliverance
           ,
           found
           the
           protraction
           of
           life
           a
           death
           ;
           the
           taskmasters
           of
           Ireland
           ,
           being
           more
           cruell
           then
           those
           of
           Egypt
           ,
           and
           enjoyning
           more
           cruell
           conditions
           ;
           for
           what
           can
           be
           more
           horrid
           then
           for
           an
           Apostle
           ,
           to
           be
           urged
           to
           be
           an
           Apostate
           ,
           to
           be
           constrained
           to
           leave
           the
           way
           ,
           the
           truth
           ,
           and
           the
           life
           ,
           to
           walke
           in
           the
           labyrinths
           of
           falshood
           ,
           and
           death
           ?
           I
           shall
           shew
           you
           some
           of
           the
           Lords
           captives
           in
           that
           Province
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           Archdeacon
           
             Price
          
           of
           Drumlane
           ,
           Mr.
           
             Adam
             Watson
          
           of
           Kilshanar
           both
           of
           the
           County
           of
           Cavan
           ,
           besieged
           in
           Castle
           Crag
           eight
           months
           ,
           getting
           off
           by
           quarter
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Creighton
          
           of
           Virginia
           kept
           in
           misery
           eleven
           months
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Fitzgarret
          
           Minister
           ,
           in
           hard
           and
           cruell
           restraint
           till
           the
           fixt
           of
           May
           1642.
           who
           though
           a
           native
           ,
           and
           next
           to
           the
           Primate
           of
           Armagh
           ,
           a
           man
           of
           the
           greatest
           splendor
           for
           Urim
           and
           Thummim
           of
           that
           Nation
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Boyle
          
           of
           Carickmaharosse
           Minister
           ,
           in
           bondage
           five
           months
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Gil
          
           Minister
           of
           Killally
           of
           the
           County
           of
           Monahan
           imprisoned
           five
           months
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Edward
             How
          
           Curate
           of
           Dartrie
           in
           bonds
           six
           weeks
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Ferchar
          
           Parson
           of
           Cl●unish
           County
           Fermanah
           two
           months
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Francis
             Sympson
          
           of
           Kilmore
           ,
           County
           Monahan
           imprisoned
           eight
           months
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             James
             Fathie
          
           Minister
           ,
           kept
           in
           restraint
           eight
           months
           having
           been
           preserved
           from
           famine
           by
           M.
           
             Fitzgarrets
          
           goodnesse
           ,
           who
           for
           his
           County
           take
           found
           a
           little
           more
           cruell
           favour
           then
           other
           of
           his
           brethren
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Bradly
          
           Minister
           of
           Artra
           ,
           imprisoned
           eight
           months
           ,
           being
           often
           brought
           out
           to
           be
           hanged
           ,
           but
           next
           unto
           God
           preserved
           by
           the
           unmatchable
           
           goodnesse
           of
           Mrs.
           
           
             Chappel
          
           now
           in
           the
           City
           finding
           save
           from
           one
           friend
           raised
           up
           for
           her
           by
           Almighty
           God
           ,
           a
           small
           returne
           of
           that
           talent
           of
           charity
           ,
           which
           she
           in
           those
           dayes
           of
           bloud
           and
           famine
           extended
           to
           many
           ,
           especially
           the
           Ministery
           ,
           which
           sometimes
           brought
           her
           owne
           life
           in
           hazard
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           Archdeacon
           
             Maxfield
          
           of
           Glaslough
           ,
           or
           if
           you
           will
           
             Buchamon
          
           junior
           for
           his
           elegant
           ,
           and
           smooth
           expressions
           in
           divine
           posies
           ,
           kept
           in
           restraint
           by
           the
           
             Ovendens
             ,
          
           halfe
           bothers
           to
           
             Nero
          
           junior
           .
           Sir
           
             Philomy
             ô
             Neal
          
           nine
           months
           .
        
         
           A
           Scotch
           Minister
           ,
           that
           after
           long
           imprisonment
           made
           a
           miraculous
           escape
           ,
           with
           Lievtenant
           
             Smith
             ,
          
           Lievtenant
           to
           Captaine
           
             George
             Blunt
          
           of
           Montjoy
           ,
           and
           some
           others
           in
           a
           small
           boat
           and
           oares
           ,
           hackled
           out
           with
           their
           knives
           ,
           over
           Lough
           Neaugh
           to
           Antrym
           ,
           it
           being
           above
           twenty
           miles
           by
           water
           ,
           in
           the
           Winter
           season
           ,
           a
           dangerous
           passage
           :
           whose
           name
           I
           have
           forgotten
           ,
           yet
           I
           heard
           him
           preach
           in
           Belfast
           ,
           upon
           this
           portion
           of
           Scripture
           ,
           
             Jer.
          
           4.4
           .
           Thus
           we
           see
           as
           Antichrist
           strives
           to
           drownd
           ,
           kill
           ,
           and
           famish
           the
           elect
           ,
           even
           so
           Christ
           by
           a
           Divine
           providence
           ,
           sowes
           up
           the
           mouths
           of
           these
           ravening
           elements
           ,
           and
           preserves
           his
           owne
           
             paul
          
           in
           spite
           of
           the
           whistling
           Euroclydon
           ,
           and
           angry
           Adriaticke
           ,
           hee
           shall
           have
           his
           Angell
           aboord
           ,
           to
           bring
           him
           blest
           tidings
           of
           his
           life
           and
           his
           companions
           ,
           
             Act.
          
           27.23
           .
           That
           passage
           of
           
             Esay
          
           43.2
           .
           Feare
           not
           :
           for
           I
           have
           redeemed
           thee
           :
           I
           have
           called
           thee
           by
           thy
           name
           ,
           thou
           art
           mine
           ,
           when
           thou
           passest
           thorow
           the
           waters
           :
           I
           will
           be
           with
           thee
           ,
           and
           thorow
           the
           flouds
           ,
           that
           they
           doe
           not
           overflow
           thee
           ,
           was
           fulfilled
           on
           these
           distressed
           escapers
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             George
             Cottingham
          
           Rector
           of
           Monahan
           was
           put
           into
           a
           close
           dungeon
           ,
           where
           his
           frankiseense
           was
           the
           excrements
           of
           men
           in
           heaps
           ,
           it
           being
           the
           dungeon
           belonging
           to
           the
           goale
           ,
           where
           five
           dayes
           he
           was
           detained
           ,
           obscured
           ,
           living
           himselfe
           unrelieved
           with
           any
           kinde
           of
           nourishment
           having
           his
           wife
           and
           foure
           children
           in
           the
           same
           misery
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Beale
          
           prisoner
           at
           Clowater
           ,
           and
           in
           restraint
           nine
           months
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Dennis
             Serreduie
          
           an
           Irish
           man
           ,
           but
           a
           minister
           ,
           still
           in
           restraint
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Henry
             Steel
          
           minister
           of
           Clautubeit
           was
           the
           space
           of
           nine
           weekes
           sometimes
           in
           the
           dungeon
           ,
           and
           sometimes
           in
           the
           gaole
           ,
           having
           a
           young
           childe
           to
           keep
           ,
           not
           above
           a
           quarter
           old
           ,
           which
           he
           cherisht
           sometimes
           with
           milke
           ,
           and
           sometimes
           with
           water
           out
           of
           a
           sucking
           bottle
           ,
           that
           now
           those
           that
           wanted
           tongues
           or
           language
           to
           call
           for
           gengeance
           on
           these
           homicides
           ,
           make
           their
           bloud
           louder
           orators
           to
           implore
           justice
           ,
           he
           was
           at
           last
           deprived
           of
           his
           childe
           ,
           himselfe
           being
           stripped
           ,
           escaped
           to
           Dublin
           where
           ,
           and
           here
           he
           hath
           indured
           by
           the
           flux
           and
           other
           sicknesse
           extream
           misery
           .
        
         
         
           Mr.
           
             Dennison
          
           minister
           of
           Tedawnet
           ,
           was
           stript
           naked
           ,
           and
           beaten
           worse
           the
           a
           Turkish
           gallyslave
           ,
           lying
           naked
           in
           a
           ditch
           all
           night
           ,
           and
           brought
           from
           thence
           to
           Monahan
           Castle
           ,
           where
           he
           lay
           long
           halfe
           dead
           ,
           and
           benumed
           .
           Thus
           is
           poore
           
             Joseph
          
           because
           he
           will
           not
           lye
           with
           
             Potiphars
          
           wife
           unjustly
           condemned
           to
           a
           miserable
           bondage
           ,
           because
           we
           were
           betrothed
           to
           the
           Spouse
           of
           Christ
           ,
           and
           would
           not
           mingle
           our selves
           with
           the
           harlot
           of
           Rome
           ,
           therefore
           is
           the
           lapof
           our
           garment
           (
           our
           profession
           )
           made
           our
           destruction
           .
           But
           these
           resolved
           martyrs
           though
           tempted
           with
           the
           beauty
           of
           that
           Romish
           Thais
           ,
           upon
           a
           holy
           consideration
           ,
           ponder
           
             Josephs
          
           consultation
           ,
           and
           with
           that
           armed
           themselves
           against
           their
           temptations
           ,
           and
           their
           owne
           persecutions
           ,
           saying
           with
           him
           ,
           
             Gen.
          
           39.89
           .
           Behold
           my
           master
           knoweth
           not
           what
           he
           hath
           in
           the
           house
           with
           me
           ,
           but
           hath
           committed
           that
           he
           hath
           to
           mine
           hand
           ,
           there
           is
           no
           man
           greater
           in
           this
           house
           then
           I
           :
           neither
           hath
           he
           kept
           any
           thing
           from
           me
           ,
           but
           only
           thee
           ,
           because
           thou
           art
           his
           wife
           ,
           how
           then
           can
           I
           doe
           this
           great
           wickednesse
           ,
           and
           so
           sin
           against
           God
           ?
           mistake
           me
           not
           ,
           I
           intend
           not
           to
           have
           that
           application
           hold
           in
           all
           the
           particulars
           ,
           for
           I
           dare
           not
           derogate
           from
           Gods
           presence
           ,
           so
           will
           I
           not
           arrogate
           to
           our
           Ministery
           giving
           them
           any
           thing
           that
           may
           more
           honour
           them
           ,
           then
           that
           which
           will
           be
           onerous
           to
           them
           (
           the
           weightinesse
           of
           their
           charge
           )
           so
           great
           ,
           that
           he
           is
           like
           unto
           
             Issacar
             ,
          
           or
           so
           made
           .
           Thus
           far
           of
           the
           slaughters
           ,
           deaths
           by
           the
           feaver
           ,
           and
           cruell
           thraldomes
           of
           the
           Ministery
           .
           I
           come
           now
           to
           render
           an
           account
           of
           such
           as
           I
           left
           in
           Carickfergus
           ,
           Belfast
           ,
           Newry
           ,
           Lisnygarvy
           ,
           and
           the
           neighbouring
           parts
           ,
           in
           so
           unf●thomed
           a
           misery
           as
           my
           plum
           and
           line
           is
           to
           light
           and
           short
           to
           expresse
           their
           indigencies
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Cloggir
          
           of
           Dean
           Parish
           ,
           Co.
           Cavan
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           Doctor
           
             Tate
          
           of
           Ballihaire
           ,
           In
           Cavan
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             White
          
           of
           Kilmore
           In
           Cavan
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Mosse
          
           of
           Newtowene
           in
           Fermanah
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Commin
          
           of
           Clankee
           in
           the
           Co.
           of
           Cavan
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Jenton
             senior
          
           Cou.
           Down
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Jenton
             junior
          
           Coun.
           Antrim
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Slack
          
           of
           Callee
           hill
           Cou.
           Cavan
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Hudson
          
           of
           Belturbutt
           Co.
           Cavan
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Henry
             Fethy
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             James
             Fethy
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Lutefoot
          
           of
           Strangford
           ,
           mr.
           
             Patrick
             Gar
             ,
          
           thee
           thre
           
             Watsons
             ,
          
           the
           father
           ,
           son
           and
           nephew
           ,
           mr.
           
             Massy
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             James
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Jues
             ,
          
           and
           mr.
           
             Paul
             Read
          
           of
           Blackstaffe
           ,
           both
           which
           were
           compelled
           to
           lead
           a
           horse
           and
           a
           carre
           with
           either
           hay
           or
           wood
           ,
           for
           a
           groat
           or
           six
           pence
           a
           day
           to
           keep
           themselves
           from
           famishing
           ,
           mr.
           
             Wilson
          
           of
           Enver
           ,
           
           mr.
           
             John
             Dunbar
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             George
             Lesly
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Andrew
             Law
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Craford
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Ogleby
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Laurence
             Tompson
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Durry
          
           of
           Ballimenah
           ,
           mr.
           
             James
             Tracy
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Hardir
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Walter
             Lamont
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Jorrest
          
           of
           Dumagur
           ,
           mr.
           
             Robert
             mc.
             Neal
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             mc.
             Neale
             ,
          
           mr.
           Dr.
           
             O
             Neale
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Veazy
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Major
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Backster
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Charles
             Vaughan
             ;
          
           mr.
           
             Cade
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Holland
             ,
          
           mr.
           Dean
           
             Rhodes
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             James
             Stewart
          
           of
           Garvahir
           ,
           mr.
           
             David
             Roven
          
           of
           Redbay
           ,
           mr.
           
             Nicholas
             Todd
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             John
             Michel
          
           of
           Ana
           Clowen
           ,
           mr.
           
             Hugh
             mc.
             Lecinan
          
           late
           of
           L●akin-larke
           ,
           mr.
           
             James
             Creighton
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             James
             Melvin
          
           of
           Down-Patrick
           ,
           mr.
           
             Johnson
          
           mr.
           
             F●●●erton
             ,
          
           for
           distinction
           sake
           called
           red
           
             Fullerton
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Monopeny
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             James
             Port●●s
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Downes
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             James
             Downham
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Lambert
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Brooks
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Patrick
             Doncan
             ,
          
           mr.
           Dr.
           
             Blare
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Joster
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Hamilton
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Travis
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Thomas
             Stewart
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Bel
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Wa●et
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Woodridge
             .
          
           These
           with
           some
           others
           that
           escaped
           like
           
             Jobs
          
           messengers
           to
           bring
           sad
           tydings
           of
           their
           brethrens
           deaths
           ,
           but
           not
           intermits
           ,
           and
           are
           now
           on
           the
           dunghills
           of
           calamity
           with
           holy
           
             Job
             ,
          
           finding
           as
           ill
           comfort
           as
           comforters
           ,
           and
           still
           hangs
           at
           the
           bloudy
           and
           dry
           paps
           of
           the
           Church
           in
           Ireland
           ,
           whence
           they
           can
           draw
           nothing
           but
           winde
           ,
           and
           that
           may
           be
           heard
           from
           their
           full
           soules
           (
           though
           empty
           bellies
           )
           in
           their
           sighes
           and
           groanes
           ,
           the
           silent
           interpreters
           speaking
           sorrows
           ,
           so
           that
           there
           needs
           no
           winde
           but
           that
           to
           overthrow
           their
           houses
           of
           clay
           .
        
         
           Now
           if
           you
           please
           survey
           with
           a
           commiserating
           eye
           those
           whose
           wearied
           steps
           ,
           fainting
           bodies
           ,
           and
           wounded
           soules
           ,
           have
           repaired
           to
           the
           Bethesda
           of
           England
           for
           cure
           of
           their
           heart-rending
           sorrowes
           ,
           where
           in
           all
           acknowledgements
           of
           gratefull
           humility
           ,
           some
           of
           them
           have
           found
           the
           Angel
           stirring
           the
           sovereigne
           balme
           water
           of
           your
           charities
           to
           their
           reliefe
           ,
           which
           many
           of
           the
           feebler
           sort
           ,
           either
           through
           weaknesse
           of
           friends
           ,
           abilities
           of
           expressions
           ,
           or
           a
           selfe-killing
           modesty
           lye
           at
           the
           brinke
           unremied
           to
           them
           ,
           divine
           Charity
           open
           the
           doores
           of
           thy
           Physicke
           ,
           and
           Chy●urgery
           ,
           and
           into
           their
           bleeding
           wounds
           poure
           thy
           oyle
           and
           thy
           wine
           ,
           Samaritan-like
           eye
           the
           robbed
           and
           bleeding
           Levite
           ,
           pay
           thy
           penny
           for
           his
           present
           harbour
           ,
           and
           promise
           for
           a
           slender
           remainder
           these
           undertakings
           ,
           Angelicall
           vertue
           shall
           make
           thee
           be
           translated
           with
           
             Enoch
          
           or
           
             ●liahs
          
           in
           a
           fiery
           chariot
           ,
           thy
           owne
           immortality
           will
           guide
           thee
           to
           the
           preservation
           of
           us
           mortallmen
           .
        
         
           Mr.
           
             Mors
          
           of
           Fermanah
           ,
           and
           Parish
           of
           Rammullie
           after
           he
           had
           beene
           robbed
           ,
           and
           stripped
           ,
           was
           constrained
           being
           starke
           naked
           to
           carry
           his
           two
           children
           twelve
           miles
           upon
           his
           backe
           ,
           by
           which
           time
           she
           grew
           so
           su●bated
           that
           his
           uxoriousnesse
           prevailed
           beyond
           his
           paternall
           love
           to
           his
           children
           ,
           so
           in
           that
           a
           great
           agony
           of
           spirit
           ,
           he
           was
           forced
           to
           leave
           the
           
           fruit
           to
           the
           mercy
           of
           the
           enemies
           ,
           and
           to
           preserve
           the
           tree
           carried
           his
           wife
           above
           eight
           miles
           upon
           his
           back
           ,
           they
           being
           both
           naked
           ,
           
             En●as
          
           could
           not
           out
           patern
           this
           affection
           to
           aged
           
             Anchises
             .
          
        
         
           From
           that
           Province
           are
           here
           under
           thy
           wings
           ,
           as
           chickings
           s●ar●ng
           famine
           that
           predatory
           Kite
           ,
           Mr.
           
             Richard
             Buerowes
             ,
          
           Mr.
           
             Baker
             ,
          
           Mr.
           
             George
             Walker
          
           Mr.
           
             Bedle
             ,
          
           Mr.
           Dr.
           
             Bayly
          
           of
           the
           Cou.
           Cavan
           ,
           the
           two
           
             Sings
          
           of
           A
           haderick
           ,
           the
           other
           of
           Dundalke
           ;
           mr.
           
             John
             Freeman
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Hammond
             ,
          
           mr
           ,
           
             Bunburie
             ,
          
           and
           as
           I
           heare
           his
           brother
           ,
           mr.
           
             Boyle
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Cottingham
             ,
             mr.
             Nathaniel
             Draiton
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             william
             Green
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Francis
             Sympson
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Gabreath
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Coh●●
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Henry
             Steel
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Edward
             Carter
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Clearke
          
           mr.
           
             Sempil
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Anthony
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Harrocks
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Philip
             Tandy
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Tinly
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Richard
             Head
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Kean
             .
          
           mr.
           
             Bradley
             ,
          
           my
           unworthy
           selfe
           ,
           mr.
           
             James
             Reynolds
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Steere
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Leigh
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Diggery
             Holman
             ,
          
           mr.
           
             Water
             house
             .
          
           These
           stars
           shew
           in
           the
           lower
           or
           be
           ,
           of
           the
           higher
           ,
           is
           that
           famous
           ,
           learned
           ,
           and
           studious
           in
           grosser
           of
           learning
           ,
           the
           late
           Lord
           Primate
           of
           Ardmagh
           
             Vsher
             ,
          
           the
           fluent
           and
           elegant
           
             Seneca
          
           of
           Rapho
           ,
           the
           solid
           and
           grave
           
             Buchworth
          
           of
           Deunmoore
           ,
           quicke
           and
           Eagle
           eyed
           
             Singe
          
           of
           Cloyne
           .
           The
           learned
           ,
           prompt
           ,
           politick
           ,
           and
           engine
           headed
           
             Bramhal
          
           of
           Derry
           .
           Lastly
           ,
           one
           Clergy
           man
           more
           I
           finde
           whose
           names
           sake
           promises
           a
           sudden
           termination
           of
           all
           our
           sorrowes
           (
           without
           speedy
           succors
           )
           and
           that
           is
           Mr.
           
           
             Death
             ,
          
           Minister
           of
           Seapatrick
           .
           Thus
           you
           finde
           amongst
           the
           distressed
           Clergy
           ,
           an
           
             Vsher
          
           and
           a
           
             Voyder
             ,
          
           but
           no
           meat
           on
           their
           tables
           ;
           these
           with
           their
           charges
           are
           sit
           objects
           for
           
             Dorcus
          
           to
           cloath
           ,
           the
           Sarepthan
           widow
           ,
           or
           good
           
             Obadiahs
          
           to
           feed
           ,
           and
           the
           Shunnamite
           to
           lodge
           ,
           the
           prayers
           of
           which
           will
           revive
           thy
           dying
           or
           dead
           hopes
           ,
           encrease
           thy
           decaying
           store
           ,
           being
           raine
           to
           thine
           inberitance
           ,
           and
           restore
           thy
           hurt
           ,
           mained
           or
           dead
           issue
           .
           Lastly
           ,
           as
           thou
           hast
           opened
           thy
           bowells
           of
           compassion
           ,
           they
           shall
           open
           to
           thee
           the
           gate
           called
           beautifull
           ,
           that
           leads
           in
           to
           onrelder
           Brothers
           Fathers
           ,
           where
           are
           many
           mansions
           ,
           for
           the
           poore
           for
           Christ
           ,
           and
           of
           Christs
           are
           
             janitores
             Coeli
             .
          
           And
           now
           I
           come
           to
           the
           two
           digressions
           specified
           before
           .
        
         
           The
           first
           digression
           is
           form
           the
           subject
           .
           With
           mr.
           
             Fullerion
          
           was
           murdered
           Mr.
           
             Morgan
             Aubrey
          
           Esquire
           ,
           and
           his
           man
           (
           who
           though
           no
           Minister
           )
           I
           have
           thought
           good
           to
           mention
           in
           regard
           of
           those
           many
           deare
           tyes
           of
           love
           and
           friendship
           between
           us
           ,
           to
           whose
           disastrous
           death
           I
           dedicate
           this
           tragick
           remembrance
           as
           a
           monument
           of
           his
           sufferings
           ,
           and
           my
           sorrow
           ,
           a
           Gentleman
           of
           an
           active
           ,
           brave
           ,
           and
           Roman
           spirit
           ,
           whose
           breast
           was
           not
           only
           filled
           with
           pleasing
           flames
           of
           learned
           Poetry
           ,
           but
           the
           more
           heroick
           fire
           of
           resolution
           ,
           sweetly
           allayed
           with
           a
           modest
           and
           wel
           tempored
           disposition
           ;
           a
           man
           that
           had
           merited
           as
           much
           from
           that
           laethe
           drinker
           
           Sir
           
             Phelomy
             O
             Neal
             ,
          
           as
           a
           Gentleman
           could
           ,
           having
           effectually
           negotiated
           for
           him
           in
           many
           particulars
           of
           consequence
           with
           the
           late
           Lord
           
             Strafford
             ,
          
           to
           whose
           Countesse
           he
           had
           been
           Gentleman
           usher
           ,
           yet
           was
           he
           all
           ingagements
           waved
           ,
           betraied
           by
           letters
           of
           safe
           conduct
           to
           a
           cruell
           and
           mercilesse
           butchery
           ,
           first
           stripping
           him
           ,
           then
           killing
           him
           at
           a
           bogs
           side
           .
           But
           on
           his
           servant
           
             Henry
             Lawrence
          
           (
           whom
           I
           have
           heard
           to
           be
           of
           a
           mighty
           stature
           and
           valour
           )
           a
           Warwickshire
           man
           ,
           who
           by
           surprising
           one
           of
           the
           Rebels
           swords
           ,
           having
           slaine
           foure
           or
           five
           before
           he
           was
           seised
           on
           ,
           was
           shewed
           that
           cruelty
           which
           was
           forborne
           to
           ravilliac
           the
           parricide
           of
           
             Henry
          
           the
           fourth
           ,
           that
           
             Coelor
          
           of
           the
           the
           Flower
           
             du
             liz
          
           and
           was
           only
           exercised
           by
           
             Cambises
          
           upon
           one
           of
           his
           unjust
           judges
           whose
           skinne
           he
           slaied
           off
           ,
           and
           nailed
           it
           to
           the
           tribunall
           ,
           as
           a
           terrour
           to
           his
           sonne
           that
           succeeded
           him
           ,
           had
           but
           some
           of
           ours
           been
           made
           so
           exemplar
           ,
           unjust
           votes
           had
           not
           laden
           our
           Kingdome
           with
           these
           bloudy
           contestations
           .
           The
           Judges
           of
           Israel
           rid
           on
           their
           white
           Asses
           ,
           to
           shew
           I
           thinke
           as
           well
           their
           purity
           and
           innocency
           ,
           as
           their
           patient
           undergoing
           the
           insupportable
           weight
           of
           their
           callings
           ;
           but
           it
           is
           feared
           some
           of
           them
           have
           not
           only
           cast
           off
           that
           integrity
           ,
           but
           purity
           and
           constancy
           also
           ,
           this
           
             Laurence
          
           after
           many
           wonnds
           received
           ,
           they
           slead
           some
           part
           of
           him
           ,
           and
           so
           lest
           him
           cruelly
           murdered
           .
        
         
           The
           second
           digression
           is
           from
           the
           Province
           ,
           but
           something
           adhering
           to
           the
           Subject
           .
           But
           above
           all
           barbarous
           ,
           inhumane
           ,
           hethenish
           ,
           and
           unheard
           of
           murders
           ,
           was
           that
           of
           Mrs.
           
             Smithson
          
           a
           ministers
           wife
           living
           at
           the
           Kilne
           of
           the
           Grange
           within
           foure
           miles
           of
           Dublin
           ,
           who
           being
           perswaded
           to
           returne
           to
           her
           house
           ,
           in
           hope
           to
           have
           the
           Communion
           cup
           ,
           and
           a
           barrell
           of
           wheat
           given
           her
           ,
           all
           which
           was
           promised
           by
           her
           satanicall
           seducer
           ,
           her
           poverty
           having
           made
           her
           too
           credulous
           ,
           she
           went
           along
           with
           her
           maid
           servant
           ,
           no
           sooner
           had
           they
           gotten
           this
           unfortunate
           Gentlewoman
           in
           their
           power
           ,
           but
           they
           stript
           her
           of
           her
           apparrell
           ,
           setting
           her
           naked
           a
           stride
           upon
           a
           leane
           jade
           ,
           tying
           heavy
           weights
           at
           her
           heeles
           ,
           then
           with
           stripes
           forced
           they
           the
           horse
           to
           runne
           through
           waters
           ,
           and
           leap
           over
           ditches
           ,
           and
           to
           travell
           in
           the
           most
           uneasie
           passages
           till
           they
           brought
           her
           into
           their
           army
           ,
           that
           so
           they
           might
           not
           seeke
           for
           any
           other
           then
           Papisticall
           evidence
           of
           this
           their
           bestiality
           ;
           this
           usage
           she
           had
           untill
           her
           body
           was
           torne
           in
           a
           unheard
           of
           manner
           ,
           feeding
           her
           with
           bread
           and
           water
           ,
           which
           was
           rather
           affoarded
           to
           protract
           the
           miseries
           they
           intended
           her
           then
           to
           preserve
           or
           reprive
           a
           life
           ,
           and
           when
           that
           her
           body
           could
           not
           any
           more
           be
           made
           a
           spectacle
           of
           their
           shame
           ,
           she
           was
           restrained
           ,
           where
           first
           
           they
           cut
           off
           one
           care
           ,
           boyld
           it
           ,
           and
           rubbed
           it
           about
           her
           mouth
           ,
           then
           the
           other
           ,
           after
           that
           her
           nose
           ,
           using
           them
           in
           the
           same
           manner
           ,
           had
           
             Zopieus
          
           beene
           here
           to
           have
           seene
           this
           picture
           in
           her
           face
           ,
           he
           would
           have
           declined
           his
           notable
           resolution
           ;
           at
           last
           they
           put
           out
           her
           eyes
           ,
           and
           when
           they
           saw
           nature
           willing
           to
           ease
           her
           torments
           by
           dissolution
           ,
           and
           that
           mercifull
           death
           would
           set
           a
           period
           to
           their
           butcheries
           ,
           they
           h●nged
           her
           and
           her
           maid
           upon
           one
           bough
           ,
           Her
           husband
           as
           before
           she
           went
           having
           used
           all
           possible
           perswasions
           to
           keep
           her
           from
           going
           ,
           so
           used
           all
           manner
           of
           diligence
           to
           procure
           her
           returne
           ,
           after
           he
           perceived
           shee
           had
           curstaied
           her
           intentions
           ,
           bomplained
           to
           the
           State
           that
           she
           was
           gone
           to
           Justice
           
             Wolverstons
             ,
          
           whose
           brother
           was
           then
           in
           Dublin
           (
           being
           both
           obstinate
           Papists
           )
           who
           being
           sent
           for
           to
           the
           State
           ,
           and
           admonished
           of
           their
           jealousies
           of
           the
           womans
           miscarriage
           ,
           prevailed
           to
           be
           sent
           thither
           for
           her
           delivery
           and
           restoration
           ,
           but
           finding
           her
           past
           recover
           ,
           dese●ted
           Dublin
           ,
           his
           estate
           which
           was
           great
           ,
           and
           obedience
           which
           was
           little
           ,
           and
           turned
           Rebell
           ,
           which
           was
           no
           marvell
           ;
           thus
           these
           cruell
           
             Benjamites
          
           for
           doubtlesse
           they
           were
           so
           in
           that
           other
           act
           of
           unseemlinesse
           ,
           did
           not
           abuse
           the
           Concubine
           ,
           but
           the
           virtuous
           wife
           of
           a
           Levite
           ,
           the
           story
           of
           whose
           mangled
           and
           macerated
           carkasse
           I
           transfer
           to
           the
           eleven
           Tribes
           of
           our
           English
           Israel
           ,
           knowing
           they
           will
           conclude
           ,
           having
           seen
           this
           sad
           and
           dismall
           spectacle
           ,
           as
           they
           did
           ,
           
             Judges
          
           19.30
           .
           And
           all
           that
           saw
           it
           ,
           said
           ,
           there
           was
           no
           such
           thing
           done
           nor
           leen
           since
           the
           time
           that
           the
           children
           of
           Israel
           came
           up
           from
           the
           land
           of
           Egypt
           unto
           this
           day
           .
        
         
           Consider
           the
           matter
           ,
           and
           consult
           and
           give
           sentence
           ,
           then
           shall
           we
           all
           domestick
           intestines
           laid
           apart
           ,
           joyne
           with
           Israel
           ,
           to
           punish
           this
           damnable
           ,
           and
           other
           facts
           of
           unpattern'd
           cruelty
           like
           them
           in
           the
           20.
           of
           Judges
           48.
           then
           ye
           men
           of
           Israel
           returned
           unto
           the
           children
           of
           
             Benjamin
             ,
          
           and
           smote
           them
           with
           the
           edge
           of
           the
           sword
           ,
           from
           the
           men
           of
           the
           City
           unto
           the
           beasts
           and
           all
           that
           came
           to
           hand
           :
           also
           they
           set
           on
           fire
           all
           the
           Cities
           that
           they
           could
           come
           by
           ,
           moreover
           the
           men
           of
           Israel
           sware
           in
           Mi●peh
           ,
           saying
           ,
           none
           of
           us
           shall
           give
           his
           daughter
           to
           the
           Benjamite
           ,
           to
           wife
           :
           thus
           fa●re
           have
           I
           floated
           in
           the
           blood
           and
           brine
           ,
           of
           the
           tribe
           of
           
             Levie
             ,
          
           a
           subject
           so
           terrible
           that
           I
           could
           not
           but
           mingle
           my
           incke
           with
           teares
           for
           whom
           I
           close
           up
           to
           the
           tragicall
           discourse
           with
           that
           lamentation
           of
           holy
           
             David
          
           for
           his
           friend
           
             Ionathan
             ,
          
           2
           
             Sam.
          
           1.25
           ,
           26.
           
           
             How
             were
             the
             mightly
             slaine
             in
             the
             midst
             of
             the
             battell
             ?
             O
             Ionathan
             thou
             wast
             slaine
             in
             thine
             high
             places
             .
             Woe
             is
             me
             for
             thee
             my
             brother
             Ionathan
             :
             very
             kinde
             hast
             thou
             been
             unto
             me
             ;
             thy
             love
             to
             in
             was
             wonderfull
             ,
             passing
             the
             love
             of
             women
             :
             how
             are
             the
             mighty
             men
             overthrowne
             ,
             and
             the
             weapons
             of
             war
             destroyed
             .
          
        
         
         
           This
           martireloger
           of
           part
           of
           that
           Ministery
           ,
           I
           was
           the
           rather
           induced
           to
           publish
           ,
           inregard
           some
           calumnious
           tongues
           have
           charged
           the
           Irish
           English
           Clergy
           to
           adhere
           to
           the
           Romish
           faction
           and
           fictions
           ,
           which
           had
           they
           done
           they
           had
           saved
           their
           lives
           and
           estates
           ,
           with
           the
           losse
           of
           their
           soules
           ,
           but
           they
           with
           holy
           
             Philpot
          
           have
           sealed
           their
           zeal
           to
           the
           Gospel
           ,
           by
           the
           effusion
           of
           their
           blouds
           ,
           confusion
           of
           estates
           ,
           taking
           a
           miserable
           exile
           with
           
             Iohn
          
           to
           
             Pathmos
             ,
          
           where
           I
           hope
           God
           will
           reveale
           himselfe
           to
           them
           in
           their
           straightnesse
           to
           their
           comfort
           ,
           and
           his
           glory
           ,
           to
           whom
           be
           ascribed
           all
           honour
           ,
           and
           glory
           ,
           now
           and
           for
           evermore
           ,
           Amen
           .
        
         
           FINIS
           .