THE Double PP. A Papist in Arms. Bearing Ten several Shields. ENCOUNTERED By the Protestant. At Ten several Weapons. A jesuit Marching before them.  Cominùs & Eminùs. 
LONDON, Imprinted by T. C. and are to be sold by john hodget's, at his shop in Paul's Churchyard, 1606.   

TO ALL THE Nobility, Clergy, and Gentry Of Great Britain, True Subjects to King james.  
TO you that (like the solid wheels of Fate)  
Give sweet or troubled Motion to a State:  
To you that bath our souls in Sacred streams,  
(In which they thrive as you grow Hot or Colder:)  
And last, to you, the kingdoms beams.  
(All, strong Collumnes that uphold her.)  
O let me not seem bolder  
Than my country zeal requires,  
If these weak (but hallowed) fires  
Offer up This Sacrifice,  
Which upon the Altar lies  
Of my heart's Devotion.  
Since so strange Commotion.  
(Now) with giddy base Alarms  
Puffs the Romist up in Arms,  
That he dares his Colours vaunt  
'Gainst th'vnme●ling Protestant:  
O You, that our Chieftains are,  
Give not o'er this holy war,  
Fight it out. You cannot fall,  
God being sworn your General.  
That your Triple darts may hit,  
All your Nerves together knit,  
And shoote'em with an English hand,  
So shall your Heirs and Houses stand  
(Like Pillars) on f●●me Bases. So  
Great Britain shall grow greater, and her Land  
Enlarge as We these Lines: your Peace shall flow  
Clear: High: and smooth: So The Seven Hills shall fall,  
〈…〉   

THE DOUBLE PP.  
A Riddle on the double▪ PP.  
Upon the double PP. badder fruits grow  
Than on all letters in the Christ-Crosse-Row;  
It sets (by reason of the Badge it wears)  
The Christ-Crosse-Row, together by the ears:  
The reason is, this haughty double PP.  
Would climb above both A. B. C. and D.  
And trample on the necks of E. F. G.  
H. I. (Royal K.) L. M. N. O. and Q.  
Threatening the fall of R. S. T. and V.  

The Resolution.  
PP. Papa.- the PoPe.  
Christ-Crosse-Row, ●Christendome.  
A. B. C. D. E. etc. the States of the land: As  
Archbishos, Bishops, Councillors, Dukes, Earls, etc.  
K. the King.  
Q. the Queen.  
R. Religion.  
S. State.  
T. Truth.  
V. You all.    

THE PICTURE of a jesuit.  

A Harpy face; a Fox's head:  
(In Lambskins closely covered)  
A Mandrake's voice, whose tunes are cries,  
So piercing, that the Hearer dies;   

Mouthed like an Ape, his innate spite  
Being to mock Those he cannot bite:  
Necked like a Crane, he chaws a Crown,  
But chokes before he gets it down:   

A Camel's back, (that Slave-like) bears  
Castles, that Rome upon him rears:  
Goate-bellied: rather than heel leeze  
His Lust, he'll browse upon his knees.   

For Legs, two Engines he does use,  
Which turn (to any coast) on Skrewes,  
Or, like the vaulting horses legs  
His, are made long (by Iron pegs)   

Or shooter, as his mind best fits him,  
To cast, or carry him that sits him;  
At the worst hand, he buys in Rome  
His heart: his Hands from Turkey come.   

Which in Their Blood he's sworn to bathe,  
That are Defenders of the Faith.  
All the Garments that he wears  
Are the Turned Skins of Wolves and Bears:   

And yet (yet than he bloodiest proves)  
he's sometimes feathered like to Doves.  
When he's a Gallant, than he veils  
His Bonnet, plumed with Peacock's tails:   

And those he wears, because their eyes  
(Stuck in his front) may serve as Spies:  
Nor does his Shape keep still these Fashions,  
But puts on several Transmutations   

When Church or Churchmen he misuses,  
A Rooks or Martin's nest he chooses:  
Else he's that prating bird that fowls,  
The (now Vn-tri●d) bald head of Paul's.   

And is so bold that he dare press  
To'th Ea●es of Bishop's Palaces:  
Where, harsh and un-religious notes  
He singes against their Reverend Coats.   

When fair Court-flowers he does espy,  
He turns into a Butterfly,  
And strives to beat his filmy wings  
Against th'anointed heads of Kings.   

Yet when the searching winter comes  
With the Drone-Bee away he hums;  
For he's a Swallow, and is seen,  
Never, but when the woods are green;   

Or if the Maine-land he forsakes,  
A Sea-pies body then he takes,  
And goes a fishing; All his feeding  
Being where the Fry has fattest breeding▪   

Or (if he spy a lusty Sail,)  
He turns to a Devowring Whale,  
Yet at the least blow given does roar  
And beats his boisterous self on shore:   

Sometimes he's neither beast, nor man,  
Nor Bird, nor a Leuiat●an,  
But an Essential devil, and varies  
More colours than the Rainbow carries,   

he's Brown, he's Grey, he's Black, he's white,  
he's Any thing. A jesuit.   
If you desire to behold him in more shapes, I will bestow upon you the picture of Him, drawn like a travailer, by the hands of a foreign Painter (in these colours.)  

jesuita.  
Seductor S●eco▪ Gallo Si●arius; Anglo  
Proditor; Imperio Explorator; Da●us ●bero;  
Ital● adulator; Dixi tears or● suitam.   

Hanc Iesuitae effigiem decerp●imus Ex quodam Libello De  
Fratribus jesuitis, Eorumque discipulis. Nuper edit: per Car●●ū  
Molin●um etc. Impress: Typis Rostochensibus. 1605.   
Altered by us into these proportions.  

Sweden.  
Of Him, that subtle threads does weave, 
Seductor Sueco.   
To catch the Polack and the Swe●e:  
And of such wideness would build Rome,  
That it should hold, All Christendom.   

France.  
Of Him, that is a Guizian Leaguer, 
●allo Sicarius.   
And (for the Church) does Massacre  
The church itself, whilst France does flame,  
And then cuts Throats to quench the same.   

England.  
Of Him, 
Anglo Proditor.  that (wheresoever he's bred)  
Is envies heart, and Treason's head,  
For, England 'bout the neck he eclipse,  
And kisses. But with judas lips.   

Germany.  
Of Him, 
Imperi● Explorator.  that under Zeals pretence,  
From Belgia sucks Intelligence,  
And posts it o'er, yet lies in wait,  
To cleave the Seaventeene-headed State.   

Spain.  
Of Him, 
Da●●s. Iber●.  that to the Spanish strand  
Creeping but like a Vagabond,  
P●●ues a Court-card, is painted brave,  
And wins strange tricks by being the Knave.   

Italy.  
Of Him, 
Ita●● 〈◊〉.  that drinks Italian healths  
On servile knees, and (by base Stelthes)  
Gets into'a Pope, and waits upon  
(As Bawd) the Whore of Babylon.   

Behold, I write:  
Of all these Them, no Hymns I write,  
Can any praise the jesuit.   
Non Cum jesuitis, Qui itis cum jesuitis.  
But because you shall have him done to the life, here be other Pieces wrought with the same Pencil.  

Seductor Sueco.  
A Seducer of the S●euian. It is fresh in the memory of Time, that Sigismond King of Polonia & Suecia, coming to receive his Right there, after the decease of his father; the Jesuits swarmed about him like Locusts, working (privately) in his ear, and (by public Sermons) in the ears of the Commons, for the Undermining and blowing up of that Religion which there they termed Lutheran Heresy: and so far durst they venture, that they persuaded Sigismond to be hot in ●he utter Extirpation thereof, albeit it should cost the destruction of his Kingdom, because (as they told him) He●●en was laid down to be won by him at that cast.   

Gallo Sicarius.  
A Cutthroat to the Frenchman. If you look upon that Truculent, Barbarous and Di●ellish torturing of Frenchmen (by those that spoke no other language than French) in that Their Universal Guizian Massacre, setabroach by jesuitical Instruments, and executed by The Holy League, the jesuit, cannot be angry, to have that name of Sicarius bestowed upon him. To shut up which French Tragedy, what black Art did they practise to conjure up a devil in the likeness of a Friar (jaques Clement) whom these Exorcists armed to kill Henry the third, the last of Valois; and now since what Fencing Tricks have they not devised to draw blood of this present French King: for playing of which parts, they have been so exploded, that they are (Renovato Edicto proscripti) banished out of the Kingdom, are h●ld to be, & so proclaimed Parricides, and live in such base reputation, that even their Grand signor (the Pope) is half ashamed to acknowledge them for his children.   

Anglo Proditor.  
A Traitor to the Englishman. The Chronicle of Tyburn can witness it: A Catalogue of all those jesuited English, that shot their Roman darts at the Head of the late Queen of England, would fill a Muster-book. How often did they labour to sow Sedition in her Dominions, and to sell her Crown to the Spaniard? To prevent which and the like mischiefs, they have been likewise Proscribed, by our Sovereign King james.   

Imperio Explorator.  
A Spy to Germany. We need'no more'examples than of those Fugitive English, that for many years together have lived in the Low Countries, practising by themselves, and (by reason of the short passage between them and us) giving quick and dangerous Intelligence to their own Faction here) of any Roman Plots against the state of their native Country: None being more bloody, nor more thirsting for her overthrow, than They. In this German Nest was this Diabolical, horrid, and most impious late Conspiracy hatched; damnably begotten, miraculously prevented.   

Davus Ibero.  
A crafty Knave to the Spaniard. Philip the late King of Spain might call him so, upon good experience. For the jesuit so infeoffd himself (by subtle Insinuation) into those Territories, that (under colour that all his Actions, and practices were only bend to amplify the Spanish King's Greatness,) he seemed rather to be a Sovereign than a Subiest. Their chief cunning being (out of divers Nations) to allure discontented young Gentlemen & others, to fly to them (from their own countries) with hopes of golden mountains, whom afterwards they send abroad, and abuse to their own destruction.   

Italo adulator.  
A sycophant to the Italian. In the Sea of Rome do these Italian Pirates hope to get the richest prizes: Needs therefore must the Pope, and his College of Cardinals, be much pestered with them: and by reason that Omnia V●enalia Romae, (no penny, no paternoster there) they must of necessity flatter and fawn upon their Italian Masters, that by the warmth of their wings they may be fledgde, and get store of feathers on their backs, to fly up and down, and (like Grasshoppers) to devour and spoil the fruits and fields of Christendom. Or if they return home, (which seldom happens) that then for their good service, they may be entertained as poor vassals, to wait upon their Great Italian Madonna (Antichrists daughter) that rides upon the Beast with se●uen Heads.    



THE Romish Army.  
A Papist Couchant,— or the Fawner.  
A Papist Passant,— or the Plodder.  
A Papist Passant-Gardant,— or the Spy.  
A Papist Variant,— or the Changeling.  
A Papist Volant,— or the Runaway.  
A Papist Seminant,— or the Pope's Husbandman.  
A Papist Salient,— or the Ambusher.  
A Papist Rampant,— or the Cutthroat.  
A Papist Vmbreant,— or the underminer.  
A Papist Pendant,— or the Hanger-on.    

A PAPIST IN ARMS, bearing ten several Shields.  
The First, A Papist Couchant. OR The Fawner.  

A Papist Couchant is thus shap'de: A man  
Whose brow doth kiss his knee at every beck,  
He ways his Hours, Words, Looks, & closely can  
Creep into credit, and eschew the Check:  
And (by his Spaniell-fawning) save his neck,  
He sleeps with open eyes; his Arms thus part,  
One to embrace, other to Stab your heart.   

He will not argue of Religion,  
Nor State: (for on his lip his finger lies)  
When treason is unmaskde he will be One  
Shall first spit in her face. To Temporize  
Is all his Art: close villainy he buys,  
And lays it up for a ●eere year: Mean time,  
He frets: would pull down Stars, but fears to climb.    

A Papist passant, OR The Plodder.  

A Papist Passant is of other colour,  
For he's not nice to let his zeal be shown,  
And that his works may make his glory fuller,  
Through echoing Mouths (like trumpets) are they blown:  
He keeps the laws, & twice a year is known  
To sit it's Church, why? for Religion! No:  
But that g●owing safe, he may be let to grow.   

He texts will cite, and wrest: to Church and State  
he'll give by-blows, but su●e to give no bruise;  
And of the Kings proceedings wildly prate,  
But warily, that none shall him accuse;  
Or (if he fall i'th' Snare) he will abuse  
Even his own Conscience to get forth: forswear  
The Pope; his coat he'll change 1●. times a year.    

A Papist passant Gardant. OR The Spy.  

THe Passant Gardant Papist, thus I limb,  
He comes to Court, then to the Presence goes,  
And (by the warrant of good clothes) doth swim  
In greatest streams; and where State-matter flows,  
There lays he close his ear, yet dreading blows  
Ties up his tongue, and getting safe from thence,  
To Rheims or Rome sails his Intelligence.   

His guilt (at each step) back doth screw his head▪  
He starts to see a Pursuivant: and curses  
The earth that bears a church which doth not sp●ed  
The Romaine-ensigne. At his breast he nurses  
A brood of Vipers: and sends out the forces  
Of all his Wishes, 'gainst his Prince and State,  
And shifts oft, hating to Communicate.    

A Papist Variant. OR The Changeling.  

PArty perpale, a Papist Variant,  
Goes in pied coats, (for, as the Moon● he varies)  
he's Papist, Puritan, and Protestant,  
In one King's reign. Under that wing he tarries  
That best him covers, and that least miscarries.  
he's like an Instrument of sundry strings,  
Not one in tune, yet any note he sings.   

When Mary rules, he blows the martyrs fire,  
And when her Sister, 'gainst the Mass he rails,  
But when your Royal self, was to aspire,  
To that which was your own, he flagged his Sails,  
Watching what wind turned next, to which he veils  
His Surly top. But playing many parts,  
He cannot but have many dangerous hearts.    

A Papist Volant, OR The Runaway.  

A Papist Volant is that Fugitive,  
That flies the Realm, and swears his conscience sends him,  
When 'tis gross Treason: Better does he thrive  
At Lo●ayne then in London, for Rome lends him  
A free tongue there, and for his voice commends him,  
though Hell roars through it: after he has flown  
All Kingdoms o'er, only he files his own.   

Like to a ball of wildfire does he run  
Fron land to land, his countries same down burning,  
And So●ereignes honour: yet the flames being done,  
he's trod out like a Snuff: he's never mourning  
But at the death of mischief: Kingdoms turning  
Is the maine-tyde he follows; and if war  
Wast his own fields, than he none bloodier are.    

A Papist Seminant, OR The Pope's Husbandman.  

A Papist Seminant, springs from the brood,  
Of th'arrogant jesuit, and sows  
Sedition in men's hearts▪ dreynes from their blood  
All pure Alleg●ance; and where Gentry grows  
Most pliant to be wrought, his Char●es he throws:  
He deals with Willows rather than with Oakes,  
Bending (with words) the subject, not with strokes.   

A Fencer, yet a coward: for he teaches  
Others to kill their Sovereigns, yet he dares not  
Venture upon a King himself: he preaches  
Close in your ear▪ To cleave a State▪ he cares not  
To make his head the wedge: & therefore spares not  
His own blood, more to shed; proud of this doom,  
A tyburn Traitor is a Saint in Rome.    

A Papist Salliant. OR, The Ambusher.  

A Papist Salliant thus creeps up: he's sick  
Of Sloth and self-opinion, and (being poor)  
Turns to a malcontented Catholic;  
Rails at the State, cause it regards no more  
Men of his rank, and vows he will steal o'er  
And do! oh! yet stays still: he sets upon  
The Court with Libels: Stabbing it, he's gone.   

●ee loves the Lee-shore well, for there he lies  
And hovers (all unrigd in Sight) to stay  
Till civil, or uncivil tempests rise,  
For then sallies he forth, then is his day:  
Rapes, robberies, and sacked Cities are his prey;  
To feed his own lust, he'll his father choke,  
Yet laps all this within Religion's Cloak.    

A Papist Rampant. OR The Cutthroat.  

A Papist Rampant is a furious beast▪  
He sets upon a King: and holds heaven won  
To suck the Annointeds' blood: the Rampants' nest  
Hatches Invasion: bred at home, they run,  
To damned Conspiracies, In which are spun  
Kings, Queens, & Prince's deaths; & (as with Thunder)  
Whole Empires at one blow they ride in ●under.   

This Beast hath many heads, and hands and feet,  
Some short, some long (all armed to execute)  
Upwards 'tis like a man, in countenance sweet,  
The lower parts wear such a civil suit,  
It seems Man too, But (pulled off) some dispute  
That 'tis a Devil: howe'er this they tell,  
Where ere it lives, It was begot in Hell.    

A Papist Vmbreant. OR The Moldwarp.  

A Papist Vmbreant (like a Screech-owl) sits  
All days unseen: but when the sorcerous night  
Spreads her deep Spells, he conjures up his wits,  
Giving his soul to Treason▪ he's a Spirit  
That deals in Fireworks▪ Vaults are his delight,  
Where for his close Trains, hell does him prefer  
To be Arch●Enginist to Lucifer.   

His walks are shades & mines: his thoughts still beating  
Upon a kingdoms ruin, which he ventures  
Staking his soul: And whilst the Irons are heating,  
Damnation draws twixt him and her Indentures,  
To which he seals: But ere this hellhound enters  
Upon the Land he covets, See! Gods arm  
With a weak blow in sunder breaks the Charm.    

A Papist Pendant. OR, The Hanger-on.  

OF those Nine several Coats, when none can ●it,  
(For some mislike the making, some the fashion)  
This Tenth (both for the stuff and for his wit,  
That cuts it forth) is pleasing to our Nation,  
And that's the Pendant Papis●. His vocation  
Is not to meddle; up he well is bred,  
●or when he has done ill, he hangs the Head.   

1 2 3  
He neither Fawns nor Prates, nor is a Spy,  
4 5 6  
Changeling, nor Fugitive, nor Seminary,  
7 8 9  
Nor Wolf, nor Lion, nor Mold-warp: to climb high  
And to be proud (for on no ground he'll tarry)  
Are all his faults. And though he oft miscarry,  
Yet this good turn he's sure off, when the Rest  
Are all held Bad, the Pendant is the best.   

Summa.  
Of Couchant, Passant, and of Passant-Gardant,  
Of Variant, Volant, and of Seminant,  
Of Salient, Rampant: Vmbreant and Pendant,  
Sum up th' Account, the Tota●l thus will fall,  
Not one good Subject breathes amongst them All.    

The Encounter.  

AS these Ten Monsters (with the antic Race  
Of Gigants) claim a breeding in this Isle,  
In Laws, Language, and State, to leave it base;  
To turn out Form: to make Religion vile:  
To have Kings Names no more hung on the File  
Of blessed succession: But with fires (from Rome)  
To rak't up quite at the General Doom.   

So, Second Brute, with ten stout Combatants,  
Encounters Those, & (with most godlike Charms)  
Vncurles their Snaky Knots, their Eyes so enchants  
They turn to Stones with wonder: false Alarms  
These know and laugh at; & from Lightnings harms  
So guard the Tree of Peace, that in her Sunny  
And silent Shades, We feed on milk and honey.     

THE SINGLE, P.  

A Riddle on the single P.  
THe single P. makes all the Letters grow  
In goodly Ranks upon the Christ-crosse-Row:  
And (by the reverend, holy Badge it wears,)  
The Christ-crosse-Row, from giddy Faction clears,  
The reason is, this (Honest single) P.  
Lowly submits to A. B. C. and D.  
Yet fights in the defence of E. F. G.  
H. I. (Royal K.) L. M. N. O. and Q.  
And runs through Fire 
* martyrdom.  for R. S. T. and V.  

The Resolution.  
Single P. Protestantisme.  
Christ-crosse-Row-Christendome.  
A. B. C. & D.- the states of the land as Archbishops,  
Bishops, Councillors, Dukes, etc.  
K.— King.  
Q.— Queen.  
R.— Religion.  
S.— State.  
T.— Truth.  
V.— You all.   

THE PROTESTANT Army.  
The Nobility.  
The Council of Estate.  
The Clergy.  
The judges of the Land.  
The Universities.  
The Martialists.  
The Merchants.  
The Mariners.  
The Husbandmen.  
The Artificers.    

THE PAPIST Encountered.  
THE PROTESTANT Combatants.  
The First. Dynastes. OR The Nobleman.  

THe first goes armed from head to foot in ●●iles  
O● glorious Ancestry▪ he's the CourtIe●●▪  
The Princes, He, all others are his Fo●les,  
he's a rich stone stuck in the Diadem:  
A graft so wrought into the Royal Stem▪  
Alike both suffer: thunder smi●ing Him,  
(For nought else can) the Weal does lose a limb.   

Since ●he Republic therefore is his blood,  
His office is to save it: to have eyes  
Quick, piercing: not to be more great than good:  
For of that nourishing flame (In whose heat lies  
A kingdoms life) he's soul: It lives or dies  
In him: of that free light when he's bereaven,  
o pity! then a Star drops out of heaven.    

Apolectos'. OR Councillor of Estate.  

THe second Champion, thus abilimented  
Enters the Lists, her Gorgon-shield, her Spear,  
And Pallas-Helme, 
A●● three being Emblems of Providence, Wisdom, Fortitude.  are his▪ his Arm is extensed  
O'er Seas and Land: the Kingdom with His ear,  
And His oraculous voice doth speak and hear:  
He holds her up from sinking, and beats down  
All tempests: Counsel best does steer a Crown.   

His eyes are (like the Watches of the night)  
Set to all hours: His thoughts are searching streams,  
Labouring to cut the shores (uneven) right▪  
And Romish Conspirations, slight as dreams,  
(Like Moats discovered by the heavenly beams,)  
The Colledg'de Cardinal hates Him▪ and 〈…〉,  
For This as soon breaks, as He weaves the ●reason.    

Antistes. OR, The Bishop.  

THe third that in Rome's face throws brave defi●ce  
Carries Christ's Standard; and to Peters ●word  
Draws Peter's word: Angels are his Alliance▪  
Kings his nurse-childrens: at heavens counsell-board  
He tunes his voice unto so sweet a Chord,  
He wins men's very souls: and is therefore sent  
To be the Speaker in God's Parliament.   

he's the Land's gardener, and doth Schisms supplant  
To make Religion grow: nor plucks he hearts  
Up by the roots (as doe● the 
* jesuit.  〈◊〉.)  
But (Champion like) throws his Spiritual da●t●  
A● Miterd Heads, and those that are their parts▪  
The 
* Gospel. ●. Go●s-spell.  Holy-spells by Him to Subjects spread,  
Fasten the King's Crown closer to his head.    

Dycastes. OR, The Iudg●.  

THe fourth that stands this Quarrel, is more strong  
In Scarlet then in St●ele: look how the Moon  
Between the day, So He twixt Right and Wrong  
Sits Equal Empire: like the orbed Moon  
Empires by him swell high, or fall as soon,  
For when 〈◊〉 ●ights, 〈◊〉 on foot-cloths ●ide,  
Al and so left, is like a ravished Bride.   

The Regal Chair would down be thrown: Religion  
Take Sanctuary: No man durst be go●d,  
Nor could be safe being bad: Confusion  
Would be held 〈◊〉: and (as in the 〈◊〉  
The world was covered) so would all in blood  
If justice eyes were closed: No man sleeps, speaks,  
Nor ●ates but by Her: Traitors nets, she breaks.    

Academicos. OR The Scholar.  

Our Academic Warrior next does tread  
This Civil March: with Art● strong Arguments  
Fight where those Ten Squadrons gather head,  
Whose Ranks he breaks; cuts off, and circumuents  
Their Ambushes: yea drives them to their Tents:  
Till Learning's sevenfold shield does Truth advance,  
And beats down Ro●es usurping ignorance.   

he's, honours beauty, and the Statists honour:  
The Church's pillar, and the laws expounder:  
He serves (A lack the while●) under Wants banner,  
Yet Crozier-s●●●es ●triue to be his 〈◊〉:  
(Sick parts must fail, when we cu●●ff the ●ounder)  
At Him, They therefore strike: Take 〈◊〉 away▪  
Men are but painted loam, and gilded clay.    

Stratiotes. OR The Soldier.  

THe Drums & Clarions sound, and now behold  
Our Soldier; Rampant like, no● V●●brea●t like  
Bloodily tearing Princes throats for Gold,  
Or playing the Mole: His sword does fairly strike.  
He talks with Canon's mouths, and by his pike  
Measures out Peace (peace is woven out of war)  
he's paralleled with Kings; kings, soldiers are.   

Upon his head grow Bays (proof against Lightning  
And thundering terrors:) on his heart, a Rock,  
Which gives to his own Nation, strength, & Heightening,  
To others, Shipwreck. he's the waking Cock:  
The Delphic Oracle, to which we flock  
When Hard Things happen: he's when (dangers call)  
The Court's Guard: Country's bulwark: Cities wall.    

Emporos. OR The Merchant.  

THe seventh (in our Decem● virate,) one Nation  
Colleagues with other: for the Merchant marry,  
Kingdom to Kingdom by Negotiation:  
And as great volummes shrink to Commentaries,  
So in a small Ship, He a Country carries,  
Transporting hence, his Own, to foreign Climes,  
And bringing all things from Them, (but their Crimes.)   

This is that Husb●nd Economical  
Tha● gives a City, order, Wealth, and State,  
And (like a Cedar) grows so fair and Tall,  
That from Him▪ springs The 〈◊〉 Magistrate.  
" So, little brooks (going on) incorporate  
" Themselves with divers, And (So) Rivers can  
" In time do service to the Oc●an.    

Nautes. OR The Seaman.  

NOw spread we all our Sails: this Champion rides  
On the Four Winds. Terror to proud Invasion:  
And (from but wooden battlements) decides  
The braves, the bullets, of the bloodiest Nation,  
For being at mortal fewed (in deadliest fashion)  
With Air and Water, 'tis no human charm,  
Can break his courage, or his faith disarm.   

A progress does He take from Realm to Realm,  
With goodly water-pageants borne before him,  
The safety of the Land sits at his He●me,  
No danger (Here) can touch, but what runs o'er him:  
But being in heau'ens' eye still, It does restore him  
To livelier Spirits; to meet death with ease,  
" If thou wouldst know thy maker, search the Seas.    

Arotes'. OR The Ploughman.  

THe earths hardhanded Heir comes next to the field  
And claims a Kegiment: He treads on F●●res  
And yet receives all darts on his tough Shield,  
(Shot from 
* Winter. Summer. Autumn. Spring.  Four Quarters at him,) Blunt he appears  
But what he wants in Tongue, he pays in 
* Corne.  Ears:  
The ox and He are fellows; and have sense  
Of equal pain, with equal patience.   

All feeds upon the labour of his brow,  
Whilst He his own sweat drinks: ●is all his glory  
To see gay Harvest (like as great Lords bow  
To Thrones) to bend to Him: he's never sorry  
But when his 〈◊〉 
* The Earth.  ●ells a fruitless story:  
Yet (underneath his yoke) this note he sings,  
he's Nature's journy-man, but works for Kings.    

Technytes. OR, The Artificer.  

THe Rearward last advances up, being led  
By the industrious, thriving Artisan,  
The ways of Science needs he well must tread,  
For seven years go to make Him up a man,  
And (Then) by all the lawful steps he can,  
Climes he to wealth: Enough is His he vaunts,  
If though he hoard not much, he feel not wants.   

he's th'arm unto a City: to a Realm  
The Nervous strings that fortify the heart:  
No ●ough beyond-sea-stormes can overwhelm  
His Loyalty, or make his bosom part  
To let in Roman Bands, though all their Art  
Be drawn to cleave his faith with forked Shafts,  
Yet he's not subtle, (But in Handi-crafts.)    

The Battle, AND Retreat.  

COnfronted are both Armies (breathing quick  
And hostile Flames,) The One is puissant,  
But wild, and Headless, the false Catholic:  
Fairly Arrainged comes the Protestant,  
Squared: Military: Few, but valiant:  
Led bravely, bravely followed, All Lion's like,  
And yet so spare of blood, They (First) never strike.   

For Mercy bears their Guidon, and does grieve  
At Fall of any: Should not justice stand  
Close by her, (with The Sword Vindicative,)  
The haught Invader would or'e-run the Land:  
But (now) Battalions 'gainst Battalions band:  
The Aluerado sounds, they Fight, and Fly,  
Ours is the Field, Gods is the Victory.   
FINIS.