Halesiados. A message from the Normans, to the generall of the Kentish forces. With the generalls answer to the Normans letter. Also two state-pasquils, 1. The independent suspended. 2. The leveller listed. Halesiados. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A44511 of text R218618 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing H282). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 21 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 7 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2017 A44511 Wing H282 ESTC R218618 99830195 99830195 34645 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A44511) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 34645) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English Books, 1641-1700 ; 1778:24) Halesiados. A message from the Normans, to the generall of the Kentish forces. With the generalls answer to the Normans letter. Also two state-pasquils, 1. The independent suspended. 2. The leveller listed. Halesiados. [2], 10 p. s.n.], [London : Printed in the yeare, 1648. Verse. The words: "1. The .. listed." are enclosed in a left bracket. Reproduction of the original in the Bodleian Library. eng Levellers -- Early works to 1800. Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Sources -- Early works to 1800. A44511 R218618 (Wing H282). civilwar no Halesiados. A message from the Normans, to the generall of the Kentish forces. With the generalls answer to the Normans letter. Also two sta Halesiados 1648 3273 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2008-03 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2008-04 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-06 Judith Siefring Sampled and proofread 2008-06 Judith Siefring Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion HALESIADOS . A MESSAGE FROM THE NORMANS , TO THE GENERALL of the Kentish Forces . WITH The GENERALLS Answer to the NORMANS Letter . Also two State-Pasquils , 1. The Independent Suspended . 2. The Leveller Listed . — Famam spectate parentum . Printed in the Yeare , 1648. HALESIADOS . A Message from the Normans , to the Generall of the Kentish Forces . WOnder not Albion , that these lines are sent From th' Norman Duke to th' Generall of Kent . For wee 'r concern'd i' th' quarrell you are in , And must expect you be what you have been Victorious Champions ; as , to give your due , You shew'd your selves when we invaded you . Your hearts , no doubt , are same , brave Kentish-men , Fighting for that which you pretended then , Your Liberties , Laws , Priviledges , Rights , All which you gain'd in being Opposites To our time-memoriz'd Progenitour . Whose valiant hand spred his Commanding Power O're all the Brittish Ile to Thames fam'd flood , And by you onely in his march withstood . Shall those victorious State-triumphant Bayes Which deckt your Phanes & Temples in those dayes , From you receive their Winter : and decline Through your remisnesse in this feverish time ? Have you no minde to vindicate your wrongs , Which shrilly Eccho with as many tongues As there be Nations ? If your easie rage Be so soon calm'd , why did ye first engage Your County in this action : or foreslow Th' pursuit of that which ye resolv'd to doe ? When th' Actor's on a Stage , he must not start , His reputation prompts him to his Part. And tell us , are ye not in self-same sphere Of active worth and resolution here ? Are not the Eyes of all Spectators on you , Wishing you may performe what do's become you ? And will ye make retrait , when you may wing Your fame , and right a State-devested King ? Is this the Copy which your valours shew To other parts in imitating you ? But you will say , " There 's not a helping hand " That would supply our breach , were we at stand : " All 's out of joynt : the fabrick of our State " Findes onely fuell to a Civill hate . " The People strive to please the Consuls will , " The Consuls in their Synods act what 's ill : " The City times it ; cares not who 's opprest " So she may eye her private interest . Admit all these ; you have a free-borne State , Which were no County your Associate , If ye reteine your valour , can oppose Th' insulting braves of such licentious foes Who forrage on your fortunes : and would eat The labours of your hands for which ye sweat . These came not to you , as we came to treat , Or to debate , but violently beat , And with their vaunts amate your Countrey Bores By acting Execution at their doors . Where be those Legats which ye sometimes sent Unto our Army from the Wilde of Kent ? These sleighted our Proposalls , and would pledge Their lives before they lost their priviledge . These could contest before by spritely power With Brittains sole subduing Conquerour , And stand upon their tearms , till they had got That Grant which other Counties purchas'd not . Nought could decline their aimes : — and is it just Such valiant Spirits now should sleep in dust , And lose their memory unto your shame , Whose actions gave your County life and fame ? Who could endure to see an ancient Shrine Rear'd to preserve the honour of his line , And spreading family , to rubbish dasht , And not remember th' ashes that were plac'd In that obsequious Urne ? — The Case is yours : Those who deriv'd their Liberties from ours ; Those who dis-valued popular command , And would be free-indeniz'd in a Land Subject to servile awe , lie there among you ; Would ye then know by us what does become you ? Preserve their fames ; let not a matchlesse State By spurious blood become degenerate . Let those rich monumentall Columns bear The Names of those for which they mounted were : And in their Modells , represent them too In acting those atchievements they would doe . Now , should you answer , that you have not cause To fight as they did , since ye have your Laws And Liberties confirm'd : nor ought deni'de That might by Law of Armes be rectifide : Hear your incensed friends : — what can be free Before an Independent Enemie ? When Soveraignties contemn'd , the Law abus'd , And Senatours just for their purpose chus'd ; When Arms make Laws : — nay , when Astraeas seat Such Centaurs and such Lapithees beget , As th' HALL where JUSTICE sometimes sat aray'd In purple , now 's a SANGUINE SHAMBLES made Begor'd with Christian bloud ; that 't may appear Justice has nought but Swords to manage there . What canst thou challenge for thy self , brave Kent , But that thou hast so many ages spent In the fruition of thy Libertie , But now ore-aw'd by lawlesse tyrannie ? What a poor honour is 't for man to say , Once in my time I had a prosperous day ? Nought to oppose my wishes ; all successe To crown the Abstract of mine happinesse . But Evning crowns the day : 't is present state Which humane frailty onely levells at : Those glorious beames of his which shone so clear , When they 'r removed from his Hemisphear , And with a sable sullen Cloud impall'd , How may those vading rayes of his be call'd But Lights before his Death ? Whose twinkling shine Conducts him in the Exit of his time . And such are you ; — for wherein could ye vant That you had freedomes other Counties want ; As for example , * Father goes to th' bough , And 's Son enjoyes his State , and goes to th' plough : With sundry other priviledged powers Conferred on you by our Ancestours : When ye are stript of these , and made as nak't , As if such Bounties ye had ne're partak't ? Now tell us , do you not deserve the nooze If what they got , your Cowardize shall lose ? Rouze up your Spirits then , and now prevent This imputation to the Wilde of Kent . Reteine your pristine prowesse , and make good That antient-line all-uncorrupted blood , Which ye derive from them from whence ye came , And who have chalk'd the way to crown your fame . But you will ask ; how is 't that Normans are So interested in their Kentish care For shielding of the honour they have got ? Wee 'l tell you , GENERALL , if you know it not . Ballance the skale aright , and you 'l confesse That we , in our concerns can doe no lesse . Ye , for an Impreze on your parcels set That Kentishmen were never conquer'd yet . Nay , that ye conquer'd us , when we did shew Our Soverainty o're all your Isle save you . And will you now that Badge of Honour lose By yeelding up the buckler unto those Who are of such contemtible race They dare not look a Norman in the face ? How may this correspond with valour , say , You to quell us , who are more stout then they 〈◊〉 whom yee 'r crush'd ? For tell us , are not these Whom ye give way to plunder where they please ; Souldiers of fortune , and the dregs o th' Land , Who would for pay be at the Turks command ? And must this Hand-full put brave Kent to th' rout , Who should they fall have small hope to recruite ? Must these their Orange-colour Ensigns reare Before your Maid-stone and your Rochester With a victorious Entry and Surprize ? Can Normans hear this , think you , with dry eyes ? For if the issue of these Acts prove true , We were but Cowards to subscribe to you . But we 'l renue no wounds ; wee 'l onely make This Application : as your fames at stake It is too rich a gage for you to lose , Or prostitute to such inferiour foes . Be your selves still : let 's hear by next report There 's not a Town , Grainge , Citadell nor Fort Your sword has not re-gain'd . — By sacred Powers , Those precious ashes of your Ancestours , Your glorious Conquests , and whatsoere is dear , We do conjure you , like your selves appear Death-fleighting Kentists : this will make you great , I' th' Court of Honour , and restore your Seat To her proceeding fame : Our Ears and Eyes Thirst after your succeeding Victories : Crown our desires , so shall your actions bring Fame to your selves , and freedome to your King : And be such patterns unto others too , As Pious Zeal may do the same you do . Let 's hear this from you , and wee 'l ne're repent Since Kent roles others , to be rul'd by Kent . 'T is no dishonour , so our Stories shew , To be subdude by them that can subdue . The GENERALL of Kent's Answer to the NORMANS Letter . YOurs we receiv'd ; and we confesse , we are Bound to your princely favours for your care Of our succeeding honour ; which shall be So fortifide with Subjects loyaltie , As no Rebellious hand shall e're undo That loyall Contract wee 'r obliged to . The Spirit of the Camomile is showne By rising higher when it is trod down : And precious Odours never smell so sweet As when they 'r pounded : then they breath their heat And balmy liquor : — you , perchance , may hear That we have born as much as Men can bear ; Taxes and Onerous Levies , as if sense Had lost it self by Souldiers insolence . All this we grant : our State has been distrest ; Our wrongs petition'd ; but still unredrest ; With guilded promises , we oft were fed , And by Committees into errour led : For when we hop'd they would our wrongs look o're , Our hopes grew weaker then they were before : Delayes spun our Conclusions , which wrought such Deep impression , as our County sought To right their wrongs , when Justice would not doe it , By force of Armes ; and so we flew unto it . But this induc'd us most : Some did complaine That diverse just petitioners were slaine Who came from neighb'ring Counties for redresse , Which they conceiv'd would prove remedilesse Without the Senats order : but so farre Were they from help , as they commenc'd a warre Upon those naked Plaintiffs , who lay dead Even in that Roome where Justice us'd to tread , By Military Cohorts , who were sent To execute this tragicall Event . This much inrag'd our Spirits : So as we Presenting to our thoughts this injurie , Or barbarous practise rather , we intended To lose our lives , or have these errours mended . Nor was our Senate slower in their care To have their powerfull Army to prepare To answer our Petition in the field , The onely choice Receipt ( for so they held ) Apt to deterre Petitioners hereafter By this presentment of a Kentish slaughter . Now you expect th' Event 'twixt us and them , And you shall have 't with an impartiall pen Portray'd to life : For we do scorne our tongue Should right our valour , and doe truth a wrong . Chusing our ground , and our Battalia set Chearfull as if we at a Banket met , Some for a Treaty look't , but they spake higher , The Generall commanded to give fire : Nor was this Charge unanswer'd to our foes , Shot answers Shot , and Blowes encounter Blowes . But to joyn issue , we will here divide Those losses that occurr'd to either side . 'T is true , that we have lost two of our Towns By the remisnesse of unmannag'd Clowns ; Who would no long time Martiall Order keep , Lest by their absence they might lose a sheep : For this Plebeian Heard is such a Beast It ever tenders private interest : His way is how he may some profit win , A Crown at stake is nothing unto him . But in our losse and theirs the Stories erre , For though they took Maidestone and Rochester , There was no breach but sealed with their blood , All which our Foes have lately understood ; For we beleeve , they 'l scarce , for all their boast , Recrute so many as their Conquest lost . Five hundred Foot , we know lie buried there Under those ruines : neither doe we fear The Remnant of their Army : Well we know When Forces are at height , they must grow low And feel their degradation : — When the Sun To th' highest period his Cariere hath run , He suffers a decline : his shade contracts : Part of his former rigour too he lacks . So Lakes and Moats dry up that have no Spring , So all unbounded Powers that want a King : So Trees grow haplesse , when they drop their fruite ; So Armies hopelesse , when they want recrute . Some of their Party ( peradventure ) scoffe , And say , we came far better on then off : But when they play their Cards ( as they must play ) They 'l grant we came far better off then they . Our Body holds compleat , prompt to receive Active Commands when they occasion have : But theirs are so disheartned of late , Through want of present pay , and peoples hate , For though each man may have five shillings pay ( Auxiliar's we mean ) for every day , Scarce one of five , they were discourag'd so , Will march one foot , but run before they go . There are indeed , some Senat favorites , Who in these Stories of our age delights : And these will tell you , how our Maidstone wives Preferr'd the Publick good before their lives . How they imbrude their hands in Husbands blood , Because the Saints were by their force withstood . But there 's small truth in this : these wives through fear Might pull their Husbands back , or shed a tear , Or beg a peace : — ( — no Amazonian time For femal Spirits to be masculine ! ) But to imbrue their hands i' th' blood of men Is a meere fiction , odious to our pen . They speak the like , would credulous ears believe them , Or for authentick histories receive them , That when they were at Maidstone Conquerers , They took in Kent two thousand Prisoners . But what were these ? Infants that hung at th' teat , Old men , whose toothlesse age requir'd chew'd meat ; Weak helplesse women , Criples , and such like , Who wanted strength to stand , much more to strike ; These were those Conquer'd captives which they took , To be registred in Primaleons Book . And yet these Booties , to increase the wonder , Put them together , fall short of their number . Now to your princely self : — 't is your desire That Kentish Spirits should reteine that fire Which our Progenitours did sometimes shew When they receiv'd their Liberties from you . Let not your HIGHNESSE doubt on 't ; wee 'r the men Both for our hearts and hands , that we were then . Our GENERALL like haile will fall upon them , And crush those Foes to dust that sought to wrong them : Hee 'l pound to powder these rebellious Slaves , And cause the Furies caper o're their Graves . Their late proscribed Lords call'd home againe Must not secure their House : SAY'S Plots are vaine , Nay , should they all those rotten Imps restore , Wee 'd graple with them at their Senats door . Patience abus'd is boundlesse fury made , We finde by whom our Country was berai'd . To chastice these , our forces have decreed To Sacrifice their Blood to right their Head . If we turn tail , and not our State deliver , May long-tail'd Kentists be cashir'd for ever : If time-succeeding Annals shew not these , Wee 'l forfeit Charter of our Liberties . Mean time suspend your judgement : and reteine Opinion of us , as our Actions gaine : And if we prove same men we were before , Hold us true Kentish : we doe crave no more . The Jndependent Suspended . SAint Giles , though such as here reteine thy Name , Have got into the Proverb to be lame : Thy swift pursuing feet must not be so , In the revenge of a licentious foe ; Lest Independents Act of Priviledge Commit upon thy Temple Sacriledge . But some will say , that Act 's mis-understood , Whats'ere they did , was for the Churches good . O no! This Crime must aggravate our grieves , To see the House of Prayer a prey for theives . If this continue , our imperious foes May pitch on Tiburne for their Rendezvouze . The Leveller Listed . YOu , Sir , who from a pure pretensive zeale Observe the Rule of Plato's Common-weale ; Who would have all in Common ; not for love But Envy , seeing others rankt above And you below . — Nor is it onely state That your Anarchiall Modell levells at . Blood mixt with blood : wound parallel'd with wound , Priority laid levell with the ground . Listed in these designes you strive to be , And so you may : We hear from Tartarie How Prince and People are at great debate 'Bout their precedent quality of State ; For this SUPREMACY does so much move them , They 'l scarce endure Heav'n to be sphear'd above them . Imbark you in this Action , and be gone ; Leave us alone , and we shall knit in one . Charon the Tartars Ferriman's a shore , And waited long to waft your Worship o're . If you recoile ; let Brandon have a care To nooze your levell betwixt earth and aire . FINIS . Notes, typically marginal, from the original text Notes for div A44511e-200 * The Son no loser by his Fathers attainture . Notes for div A44511e-4700 Referring to the Sacriledge lately committed at S. Giles Church i' th' Fields .