The Cloud Opened; OR, THE English Hero.  
By a Loyal and Impartial Pen.  Quam facile fit caecus dux vitae, & obscura lux temporum Historia? Si non amentiae, rarus est qui non ineptiae litavit. Unicus sit qui Deo & veritati obtulit. 
London, Printed A. D. 1670.   

The Cloud Opened; OR, THE English Heroes.  
ONogylos is an Herb worthy of Asses, a Lactuce like their Lips, rough and prickly; yet (if Herbalists are to be credited) a Counterpoison. Adulation, though smooth as oil, is no Alexipharmick. The tame Beast, a Flatterer, is more spotted, nor less cruel than the Leopard or a Tiger. And with the gaiety of a Serpent, the rich ma●…esing of an Adder's skin hath no unequal Poison.  
In the late Tyranny, (when Reason seemed the most extravagant Freak, and Religion and Loyalty had the repute of such Grand Malignants, as a Plague might be supposed to harbour less of Contagion) a Mercenary Trifler would have the Usurper Oliver, an Olive: sure after an happy Revolution, no one can be master of more sense than the Clenching Panegyrist, or Voluminous Nothing wanted; as much a Stranger to Wit, as to our Nation; his Appetite only sharpened Invention, and the hungry Gut vented Oracles. Where the Scripture on the Rack, was only taught to patronise Impiety, by making bloody and blasphemous Confessions; it can be no wonder if Jotham's Parable was forgot by an Exotic Whiffler, where the Olive could yield no Fatness to usurp, and of a Bramble only could come the Fire to destroy the Cedars of a Lebanon; such an unhappy Land, as, made a Forest, was inhabited by wild Beasts.  
In an Age of Lying Wonders, where a more than ordinary Antichrist brought Fire down from Heaven, it could be none of the least of the Miracles, that a Fisher could by Pagan Worship translate the Brazen Image of a Tyrant into Gold, and make it equal an hundred Jacobusses or more pure Carolines in value.  
A doubly blind Bard first in his own, and (as some fancy) since by God's Judgement, would have him equalled by a Kingfisher. But to have had such a King for his Subject, in whose cause Christianity might seem engaged, sure could not need the temptation of a Bribe, to him who had not renouneed the Christian Profession, though pedantically florid, and less significant Pens, served but as Foils to his Portraiture and Sufferings: which were only to be taken from his own Writings.  
Virtue, which is content with her own reward, and Loyalty, which expects no recompense below Heaven, know not how to descend to that truckling and servile Assentation, which has no better. Hieroglyphic, than the most impure of Creatures, the sometimes fawning, and at others, snarling and biting Cur.  
The Deceased General may merit some grateful Epicediums, above such dismal Ditties as attend upon Executions, which seem more merciless than the Extremities of the Law; while the Executioner in metre is more barbarous than the Hangman. The Muses have little to do with Mars; yet they must not permit a praiseworthy person to die, if they have any Faith for their Archpriest the Prince of Lyrics. It is a Tribute due to Allegiance, to commend him whom a King would honour. Commands (strong as mustard) may seem unnecessary to make the Nations eyes water into Elegies for his loss, who was the supposed Restorer of their sight; the blessed Instrument of returning a King, who may be truly called The Light of our Eyes. Who would not melt by a Compassion (if obdurate for lesser losses) for the Muses Helicon, what the Poets might call Showers of Tears, might seem expedient when it is grown so muddy, as it cannot furnish out so much clear wit as can sprinkle an Hearse. Foolish Versifiers, like to Schismatical Pulpiteers, by racked Hyperbolees and tentered Allegories, make the most sober Truths discredited; Folly dispraises those she would commend, and diminishes Glory, by seeking to multiply it.  
Who would not believe that a Fable, which must have all the Heathen Gods brought into the Scene for the delivery? He who ariseth early, and praiseth his friend aloud, it shall be reputed to him for a curse; if the wisest of men is to be believed. That a too early and inconsiderate commendation can irritate Envy and Contradiction, which might have slept, if not awaked by rash and untimely bawling, may be easily now demonstrated from the Discourses of Folly.  
Whether Design or Chance renders more famous, is incertain. History can furnish us with a Coward, who by the loss of his head, grew victorious; by a virtue inherent in the Spurs of Honour, the more generous Beast which is entitled to want of brains, transporting to noble Achievements. A defect in the noddle hath rendered not a few strangely supereminent, whose excelling Disposition, like that of an enraged Horse, hath qualified for the rushing into a Battle. The Psalmist will have an Horse a vain thing to save a man: to raise one to a fair Mount of Honour, some can instance H. B. who for a Knighthood and Lordship would cry God-a-mercy to his Beast.  
Thomas Anello is not the only Example of a brutish valour attaining to a mushroom grandeur: Nor was the puny Thief Du Val, the first Robber who lay in state, by pompous folly to be made more inglorious.  
The Aerian stalking Nag (on whom the subtle Fowlers of Phanaticism set their aim to shoot at Game Royal) had his Image ordered to be made by the grand Boglers at Ceremonies, and Decryers of Superstition; which intended for an Honour, made him to suffer in effigy for a Traitor; while a freak-inspired Sectary cut off an head equally stupid, with that which he had devoted to the vain Idol of a Foolish Reformation.  
The Protector of Flies, carried in state like to a Pagan Deity, might seem worshipped by an Heathenish Idolatry; while our Gentiles Schisms fly-blows having gained wings by the warmth of his bounty, with buzzing acclamations attended on their Belzebub.  
Zisca would have a Drum made of his skin; and our Glorious Edward would have his victorious Corpse carried for a terror to his Enemies: but nothing can be more vain than to take a pleasure in the hover of those dire vapours above ground, who might seem to have cleft it for contagion.  
Vainly the dead are embalmed with spices, whose lives can contribute no odours in good works to presume their memories.  
The Survivors worship of the dead was the wild Superstition of Heathen. A commemoration of Saints and Benefactors deceased, has been neither the irteligious nor impolitic custom of sober Christians. The honour given to good men is a tribute rendered to God, who will be honoured in his Saints; the praises of the bad are so many acknowledgements to Satan, who is thus worshipped in his Images.  
The mysterious Riddle of Loyal Grandeur, whom some will have a Parent to his Mother, and his Father's Father, a Prince the Father of his Country, the supererogating Monk, G. D. of Albemarl, may worthily challenge that surviving honour, by which he seems triumphant over Fate: if not a principal, an adjuvant, or such a Cause without which our felicity could not be effected; if to vast Piles of living Honours were superadded mountains of wealth, and after death he is placed among Kings, who seemed the Restorer of Kingdoms, no wise or good man can repine, but rather congratulate the felicity of that Age, in which a Servant esteemed Faithful, found a Master truly Royal. Honour was not made dishonourable in our General's superadditional Titles: the achievements of his Ancestors, if not superior to most, inferior to few Coats of Arms born by our English Nobility; what might give a supereminence, and Fools will be always the most apt to blazon, the only blot in the Escutcheon. Honour must be fair written, even the Fountain of it, a Prince, cannot wash away the blemishes of his own making.  
The Generous Hero who disdained to bring in a King, fettered like a Royal Slave, or such a Beast as must not be allowed the use of Reason whose Crowning is in Relation to the making of him a Sacrifice, by not attending to that rigid zeal, which (inseparable from envy of any greatness which might exceed her own) would have Kings bound in chains, and their Nobles in fetters of iron; the intolerable Gives of a Scottish League, by making Princes Parties, can dethrone, not only levelly with a Peasant, but equal to a Brute: if giddy Fame was only constant to this Report, none could think Honour or Riches misplaced with our General, except such who can believe cruelties exceeding that of the Goths, Huns and Vandals, conferred on the Preserver of his Country, a recompense worthy of a Bellizarius. The devouring of a Serpent would be thus thought to produce a Dragon. Our George might not have seemed to conquer a Monster, but to have introduced one, in Ingratitude equalling that most monstrous piece of Barbarism, the mischief brooding Part, which venting nothing but noise and stench, in the Opinion of Buffoons could be esteemed more honourable than the Head.  
He who restored the Fountain of Honour untainted, none can justly envy a liberal benefit of the Streams; or who would deny some larger clusters of Grapes to him, by whose beneficence they seem to have the uninterrupted enjoyments of their Vines?  
Necessity renders the proudest Titles contemptible; when an Emperor became a Soldier to our Eighth Henry, it might seem a timely magnificence which made a Prince's bounties shine in a Tent, made with cloth of gold: The Prince who undervalues himself or Benefactors by becoming cheap, his Kingdoms and Armies rarely want Purchasers.  
The Drums must beat, Trumpets sound, and Images of Gold be reared to make the People fall down and worship: Yet where worldly pelf are the only Motives, wise men can rather suffer the fiery furnace of affliction, than pay a Devotion to such foolish Idols.  
Speeds Chronicle hath a Remark, That he who thought himself a match for Princes, the Low Country Prince, or truer King of Gypsies, the Arch-canter and chief Idol of the Aerians, who patronised holy Hypocrites as sure friends to Religion, as he was to the most bosom friend, whose neck they could well contented break, to make way for the espousing of a Whimsy, the great E. of Leicester, the so much celebrated Favourite living, unmasked by death, could want a commendation.  
Death only makes true Confessions. A little loss of air, (or as much breath as can furnish out a bubble vanished) leaves the most wind-impostumed bladder shrivelled. What equals all men, lends an impartial view, and unlearns the mannerly distinctions betwixt a Prince and Peasant. Homer; though the Father of fictions, may gain a sober belief, while he will have Hare to insult over dead Lions: but Envy cannot blast just actions, which (as a minor Poet) in the dust can smell sweet and blossom.  
Who undervalved life in his countries' Causes, Lilies and Roses may be said to spring from the Tomb of a no less renowned Hero, who dared to do as much in the Sea, as Curtius in the Land, for his Country.  
Some will have the first Degree of Revived Loyalty commenced at the Three Tuns; and can dare publicly to aver, That there is a Knight who being inspired by the same spirit of Loyal Sack, will swear himself the Author of our so Happy Restoration, and that Loyalty or Ruin were the only choice left to the General.  
The Serpent which gave us the Sting, must afford us the Cure: Some will not be persuaded that the Juncto which made him a cipher in Commission, contributed no vote to their own Ruin, by putting a Period to his, gave a date to their own supereminent Power; and thus the cunning were catcht in their own snare: Yet he who infatuates the Council of the worldly wise, hath the lest returns of Honour or Praise, where most forgetting God can suppose a Sacrifice due to every foolish Net.  
The Lord F. (anagramed by Hei! fax fato Mars) if not the greatest, no slender persuasion will allow, none of the meanest Instruments by rising on the back of Lambert, and thus to have nobly expiated that brutish Folly, (not to give it a worse name) which suffered us to be deprived of the best of Princes.  
I have been no infrequent (though for the most part an incredulous) Auditor of a Baronet who would have the General at his enlargement from the Tower, crave a benediction from Bishop Wren, and assured ' him, when opportunity was propitious, he should not be averse to the Royal Service: Neither was this a single Tradition which he had received from his Loyal Father, but another must be attendant on it equally irrefragable, a promise to his Loyal Comrades, viz. never to bear Arms in England against his Prince: This not a few will have most exactly to be performed; and hence by no action of his Loyalty to be impeached: What he acted in the first Dutch Engagement, and what was performed in the Caledonian War, must by a milder gloss be interpreted a Zeal for his Country, and no disaffection to his King; but the more rigid Censors will not allow him who wounds in hands and feet no Enemy, though not equally mortal with him who transpierces the heart.  
A superintendent Lord would be a Privado to those proceed, which might call the wisest brains into question to imagine: But coming from so supereminently knowing a Statist, and told in Parliament, he may seem wanting to all Reason, could be deficient in the belief of our General's intention for a Restauration. I have heard a Kinsman and Retainer to his Lordship aver the sight of the Letter.  
Whether O. C. L. etc. have not complemented with vain hopes such as they never intended should reap any benefit above that of a deluded Imagination, is the Discourse of no unwary, if none of the wisest Heads.  
The Supplement of a Chronicle (which some can think may want a stout Peter Heylin, who blind, might best guests at dark intrigues) must be incontrollable to evince the truth of those intents. A Chronicles name passes with some graver Noddles, for an Authority equalling that which the Vulgar Creed hath for a Ballad, which their Wisdoms conceive as authentic as the Divinest Writ.  
There are vast disproportions (if not a Gulf equalling that which separated the Rich man from an Abraham's bosom) betwixt such who writ to give God the Honour, and those who arrogate Divine Honour to their foolish Imaginations. The Hero in the Romance must pass strange dangers, encounter Monsters, Magicians, and Giants in difficulties, be at a precipice for ruin, before Miracles are called in for his Deliverance.  
Caesar who writ Commentaries on his own Actions, though none of the worst, might not be the truest of Historians. Opinion puts false Spectacles on our eyes: both self-interest and self-conceit rarely not disease our sights; and make us resemble Jetericks, who can apprehend no colour beside their own.  
Some will have it to be numbered among those rarely numerable Infelicities of Loyalty, to be huffed by every Braggart, not only out of the Tributes which should be inseparable from Virtue; but must be ever incapable of Worldly Compassion, unless lost to that Reason which should difference from Brutes. The foolish things of this world thus in no Christian sense may seem to confound the wise; but they who with a grain of Salt, have only a mite of Charity, may pity, not envy, giddiness advanced to slippery precipices.  
Though a Sober Doctor, in the languishing state of the Body Politic, might not be useless; some will not allow the metamorphosed Apothecary by the addition of Honour, lost to one, while he provided sauce with sippets of his own, to make an harsh parcel of Chronicle be more easily digested. A merry transformed Chirurgeon, who pretends an equal intimacy in transactions about State Ulcers, (if truth is in wine) might be believed, who would have a Broomstick with a rag at end of it, to have been of sufficient efficacy for the Miracle of a Revolution.  
The Fanatic O. (whose name might imply his doctrine fit for lighter grounds) having been baffled about a misquoted piece of the Apocalypse, was sarcastically asked by a Lord, at the General's Table, whether he was converted out of the Revelations? to which he boldly replied to the Grandee, equally through all times giddy, That it was not the Revelation, but the happy Revolution to which they all owed their Conversions.  
That Nature should produce nothing more reserved than our English Hero, will seem not the least of our Nations Wonders, when some can impute that crime to him which makes all things more perlucid than glass; and others will have such not infrequent perturbations impetuously moving in giddy passions, as not to permit the greatest secrets inconspicuous.  
The marrying of a Niece to a Regicides son, might call Loyalty in question, did we not live in such an Age of Wonders, where nothing can seem strange: some can cast away, what others can think a foolish pity, on a Lady born of Loyal Parents, who apprehend not the Mysteries of flesh and blood, or rather those transcendent ones of the late times.  
It is no least piece of Charity (if some may be credited) to believe he never intended that Restauration, of which he was made an happy Instrument. His own pristine Loyalty, and that of his untainted Brothers (by consanguinity, not alliance) might predispose the reimbibing of so long estranged Allegiance: but many swim with the stream, who dare not oppose an adverse Torrent.  
Report will have the E. of L. drolling to have told the D. that he could never have hearty cursed him in his life except once, and that was when he beat down the City Gates; to whom he merrily replied, That while he was doing the work of his Masters, they turned him out of Commission, but he conceive himself to have been even with them. Ridentem dicere verum, quid vetat? can be the question of more than a single Horace.  
A Person of great and sober Honour, (who rarely could find a Peer, in that unhappy juncture, either in Estate or loyally engaged Relations) assured with voice and gesture expressing horror and indignation, that nothing of good could be expected from this Man, neither by his Agents in Scotland, by homebred or exotic intelligence, the least glimpse of hopes could arise: but a sudden Revolution taught a Palinode; he had long expected nothing less from so worthy a Person. The Shepherd who would be reputed weather-wise, by telling one it would be fair, and another foul, in all weathers kept his reputation. Our late times can show no few successful imitators of this trifling Impostor, who to this foolish craft owe the opinion of their grand wisdoms.  
In the so much celebrated March from the North, nigh Dunstable, having an opportunity of treating some of his Commanders, one of the, a person neither unsociable, nor of that rigidly morose humour, which is inseparable from Faction, informed me he could not sufficiently admire at the universal kindness which they encountered in the March from Scotland. If a King was in the Design, nothing could be more vain than the people's imaginations: since neither the General nor his Followers could think of it without horror; and that I might relinquish vain and fruitless hopes, thought himself obliged in civility and conscience to inform of the Oath taken in Scotland, nothing differing from that which since put out by fanatics, I have perused in print, not without a new impression of horror.  
Christianity will induce us to believe, that neither the General nor his Army were guilty of that Atheistical Policy, which calls God in for a witness to a●ly. Success instills new thoughts: men have the changes of mind with the vicissitudes of Fortune. Factions like other Traders enriched by unexpected returns, disdain all partnership, divide and drive different Interests. How easily do those speculations which seemed as high as heaven, stoop to the Lure of every phancy'd profit.  
Cromwell though he snatched at a Crown in the Comedy, could not expect to gain one by the Tragedies acted over three Nations. The E. of Essex who would seem clear from the suspicion of Treason against Q. E. would not deny that success might have made a Traitor.  
They who feared not man might suppose it in vain to contest with the Deity. The General and his Army heard in their Expedition the Voice of the People, like that of God, they found the sinews of war were wanting; and though the Chains, Gates and Posts of the City were cast down, the spirits of the Citizens were indejected: who had engaged to restore a Parliament to freedom and honour, it had been perjury not to have performed it, though some will have the act a high violation of Faith, deserted first to relinquish the patched piece of folly with the Appellative.  
The Army introduced no King; but having settled a more rationally supposed Parliament in freedom, acquiesced in the determinations of their Superiors: and thus the true Soldiers of King and Parliament finished without their cruel aid, the War so long protracted by perjury, rapine and blood.  
It may seem a cruel piece of Charity to deprive of Christianity, for the better intitling to Grace and Excellency. Who came at the last hour in the Gospel, was allotted a reward equalling that of the first comers. Such converts as are the joy of Angels, should not be the Envy of men.  
Some will have the Low-Country a Nursery for Soldiers, but the most unsuccessful Academy for Religion and Loyalty: who exposed their souls and bodies Mercenaries to in the cause of a Rebellious Commonwealth were vainly expected good Subjects to a Prince.  
Generous persons, are apt to entertain their Title in their beliess, can suppose our General no ignoble Soldier of Fortune, who fight long under her colours, at length attained the giddy Idol for his constant Mistress. He deserted no Masters, till they deserted him; a Low-Country Religion both obliged him to a Party, and disobliged; when he wanted an exchange for Loyalty, he exchanged it; and when giddy Patriots of the then espoused Cause, were returned fairly to take away his Commission, he as honourably relinquished the deserters of themselves and him.  
It is a blasphemy to affirm him a Deity, though we may justly allow him an Hannibal, a Fabius, an Hercules, a worth equalling, if not superexcelling all the Ancient Heroes: some foolish Sycophants will entitle to more wisdom, than God ever entrusted to mere humane Nature; yet while they strive to deify, make him the Fool that said in his heart, There is no God. He who can take Oaths, with an intention to violate them, it must be a strange excess of Charity which can allow him a God in his Creed.  
General Leshly told Potter a Trumpeter, sent to him by the Royal Martyr, That he would serve his Majesty as faithfully as he had done the Parliament: The Scot gained an easy belief, and in charity we may believe intended what he promised; he served them for Money, and for gain (which was his Religion) would have exposed to sale his Masters. But while a necessitated Prince could not go the price, a King not to be equalled by Millions, is passed in exchange for Two hundred thousand pound.  
Nothing is more pleasant than the junior story of this Bony Jockey, who ran away with blithe Jenny, stealing sixteen shillings sterling from an old Mistress at Edinburgh, to defray charges; yet by temptation of so vast a sum, though much mowing and many Bearns, she reaped not Matrimony, till her fingers being as light as her heels, a plundered Portion made up the March which was a muckle day of joy, as the good Countess told the Right Honourable Lady of Oxford, when her Husband from a common Soldier had arrived to be a Scotch General, and by heading a Rebellion, became an Earl, to give a reputation to his future Villainies. Snakes though warmed in the most Royal bosoms, will requite their entertainment with a sting. Though Factions may seem to lose their heads, which are taken off by Honour; yet they are rarely wanting to fresh opportunities for mischief.  
Our generous Champion, when he had espoused Loyalty, and acquired deserved Honour, by the evil principle of no mercenary spirit, made Conscience a Prostitute to the lusts of Faction.  
Who would wound our Hero in the weakest part, find him there most impregnable. Honour, Conscience and Gratitude appear in his vindication; and that cruel necessity which can make batteries on the strongest Resolutions: none will fancy it brutish sottishness, or that the most daring of men would be affrighted out of Reason, by an inconsiderate Huffer, the great tie of Christianity which enjoins satisfaction, and the preserving of a generous Family, famous through a long series of Ancestors, might be no lesser inducements to Marriage. If in some things he resembled an Alexander the Great, in others he exceeded the more victorious Julius Caesar an Husband for all men's wives; excellent above his famed Ancestor a Fourth Edward, or a Philip, who surnamed the Good, wanted his Virtue. Our Hero was not captivated by that which enslaves the proudest Victors; and made him whose labours filled all the world, ridiculously to truckle to a distaff: in this a more than Hercules, who by an invincible fortitude, endured a Confinement which might entitle to a quotidian encountering of Monsters, and not less frequent triumphs o'er wild Beasts in Passions.  
In requital, if he found a Wise, not rich, she made herself so: some can fancy the riches accrueing to her Husband, and Heir, by this frugal Woman's means, made the proudest Dowry in three Nations scarce her parallel for a Match. It was a rare felicity in Ages, when the Parents virtue was the child's dowry; who neither gain by inheritance nor acquisition, are only reputed contemptibly poor: where Money answers all things, Riches; where Worth, Virtue may seem the best portion and most acquirable of perfections.  
Though Lycurgus' Dogs seem to make an infallible demonstration, they are too incharitable in their censures, who can believe that no temptation either of gain or profit, could intervene, in which, with the transformed Cat in the Fable, the humour of mousing not returned.  
It is reported of Theophilus, that he burned a rich ship of his wives, disdaining that the covetous folly of a woman should exchange the Title of an Emperor to that of a Merchant. Some can hope a more cruel Traffic found no acceptation from our Induperator: others can fear an Harpies Talons laden, were never an ungrateful Oblation.  
He who plucked the Thorns out of the Crown, it is Charity to believe he would plant no new pricks, or Canaanites resembling them, in his side, whom he had returned to a Land of Promise.  
Who moved in so high a sphere of Glory as our Hero, could not but attract Clouds of Envy, which by their blacker interposure might veil that lustre which they could not obscure. Envious Folly, the most obnoxious to mistakes, rarely makes not more bright, what she intends most to darken. A sober scrutenist may find our General the lest conscious of what the Rabbles Idol, Report, the Common Liar, broaches from frothing hogsheads, either for advantage or impairing of Glory. The giddy Strumpet Fame, which is every Idiots Prostitute, makes no stop betwixt the Extremes of Honour or Infamy: she cherishes that which we intends to blast by the cold wind of an envious displeasure; and, while active as fire, she would gratify Grandeur, consumes what she intends only to inliven by a warmer commendation.  
The selling of a Prince was a fatal Prognostic: may the sale of Loyalty be more propitious. The God of this world did so dazzle foolish eyes, that nothing was to be seen in the most Execrable Traitor, beside unparallelled Excellence▪ Treason was only a subtle reservedness, or a pious fraud for Royal advantage. The Mammon of unrightousness was not employed to provide Heavenly places, but to promote Earthly interests. Some can think the greatest Judas here, might have found no cause of desperation, where so many Pieces might have entitled to Honour and Office. Mr. Case may serve out of many Centuries of observations, who (a constant Servant to his Royal Master through all Changes) proved a Setter of oliver's, parched high by Mammon, in this last and more happy Revolution defaming him for disloyalty; to have been so grand a Virtuoso on Record, as might evidence to have received no lesser Stipends for annual courses of Treason.  
Though he who makes haste to be rich, cannot be innocent; yet who would guests the greatness of guilt by the vastness of a contracted Treasure, may be mistaken in their Arithmetic. The General's Offices of Profit, and Places of Honour, none can justly deny him; nor a wise man the frugal improvement: his Retinuo was rather beneficial than chargeable, who put neither to the Expenses of Wages or Diet.  
The Courtiers and his own Servants, who revenge by their tongues the loss which they have sustained by their teeth, rarely speak well of him, whom they will have the Author of Board-Wages at Court, and to have saved half in his own daily allowance: The Poulterer's ware, as sacred, must be untouched, if it met no maim at his Table, was enjoined, new roasted, to revisit it next day incompany. All Excesses are equally dangerous: if he observed the truly golden mean to enrich a Family, it could not be dishonourable. The story of Actaeon may seem no Fable, where the blood of Families hath been swallowed for their Healths, and the merciless teeth of a fawning Retinue have devoured their Masters. But among giddy Reports none can be more incredible, than the menacing of an only child with disinheriting for expending Five shillings at supper, in which sum a Capon, a bottle of wine▪ beer, ale, roots, must be included: though perhaps wine might lend the only occasion to the Passion, which he who allows to children, adds fire to fire; and by a fond indulgence contributes to the ruin of a Name, when debauched Nature, to quench the preternatural heat, renders them such sponges, as o'ercharged by liquor, serve only to expunge their own and Ancestors Glory. The Philosopher would have cracked his spleen to have seen vast piles of muck provided, & the ground left unmanured, where nothing could be wanting that well employed might have rendered it sertil. I knew a Pedant of so strangely scrupulous a conscience, that he could number it amongst his sins to make a Boy more learned than his Father, which he could suppose might unlearn him that duty which hath the promise of long life. It must be a larger portion of knowledge which can edify for perfection: the traders in small parcels gain only some windy inflations which can puff up; some will not allow it above a windy distemper, which so long discomposed our body Politic, and made that duty forgot, which is a just tribute to the Parent of a Country.  
Not a few think of learning what Matchiavel says of Religion, That it is an impediment to great Actions. Blindness begets boldness, and folly must be entitled to fat and fortunate, or else the plump Schismatic could not gain so great an Harvest of foolish Ears, which every blast of false doctrine can teach to bow in compliance to the most pernicious Ignorance.  
Folly may be parched high, like the Fablers Crow, yet not secure from a Fox's Craft: Our schismatical Reynards by provoking fools to cant, make the meat in their mouths a purchase; or fail not thus to gain themselves food.  
Though the General had a mighty spirit (as I heard one phrase it) the Woman was not so narrow souled as her Husband, if of any religion she was a Presbyterian, in the time of the Plague sent Five pound to a Nonconformist Sermon-maker; bestowed 12 d. a piece on fifty poor Widows; caused her Son to send two broad pieces for Plasters, to the gouty Versifier of the Gang, whose feet were more deservingly nimble for her: Lords honour in the Northern Expedition: they will not allow him a dragm of charity who cast no mite into the treasury of the Saints, but we can hope, though a Soldier, he coded not the Hypocrites trumpets, and the Alms he gave in secret will be rewarded openly. However, while there are Churches, Colleges, Hospitals, or any public Monuments of Charity he will be acknowledged a Benefactor, who seemed to rescue them from the jaws of that sacrilegions Wolf, who would have glibly swallowed all things facred under the pretence of zeal and reformation.  
He could not be ignorant of the six thousand pounds his Wife had intentionally devoted to an Alms-House, which he made his own act by an Approbation; it may be imputed to an improved Religion and Loyalty, if he grown wiser by time was a less zealous Patron of those pernicious House-creepers, who lead silly Females captive, to whom a Paradise would be displeasing without the taste of prohibited fruit. If he took no care of what some can call the Household of Faith, none can deny, worse than an Infidel, by taking no care of his own Family; what some can call sordidness, if equally considered, may be found a noble frugality which would not leave so vast a Pudding contemptible for want of Suet.  
Some will affix to a greater Statist than our General, the Maxim on which the Indians ground the neglect of God, and the worshipping of the Devil: but evil Council is ever worst to the Councellory; the cunning are rarely not catched in their own snare; and he who digs a pit for Loyaly may fall so deeply in, as the most loyal may find no Resurrection.  
There are who will not allow the greatest pretenders to Loyalty to have had an equally obliging nature with that of the Pikes, who devour their own kind last: where the Proverb will have a Dog loved for his Master's sake, he who could but snarl and bark in the Cause, & knew never how to fawn on his enemies; to be be lost to all respect, might call the Grand Monopolizers of Loyalties truth into question. Many could have been content to have died, that others might enjoy that sight to whose enjoyment they owed a cruel death. It can be no Paradox to aver, that sincere Loyalty can never want either a Friend or Reward; and yet what is most strange, that contradictory assertion may seem equally true, that to no fucated Loyalists the most wished for of Restaurations, by the extirpation of more loyal Families, hath proved a more fatal enemy than the War. In a baptismal vow we renounced the World, the Flesh and the Devil: Engaged in the Royal Cause, we might seem to fight against those three grand Antagonists; if the younger Brothers in Loyalty, who had wasted their Patrimonies on the Harlots of Schism, and could be content, like the Swine, to be fed with the husks of every false doctrine; if the returned Prodigals are received into favour, why should the elder Brothers repine, having the assurance of a promise; no wise man would trifle away time to gather Cockles on the Shore, when he may set sails unto another Country, where are no fickle joys, hopes, or fears, but an Enge Beat is made the prologue to eternal Felicity.  
Nothing is more comical then to see our Apes of Loyal Grandeur; how stately are the deportments of foolish Mimics, till the scrambling for Nuts exposes ridiculous? Lucretius would have it no lesser pleasure secure on the Shore, to contemplate afar off men tossed on the Sea: Who will be laden with this world's Merchandise are the subjects of Winds and Waves, which seem to sing and sport in their ruins; they are the objects of a Fool's envy, but the Wiseman's pity, who expose frail Barks to encounter all storms.  
Some can fancy our Hero, though Wheel to which we own all the vicissitudes of giddy Greatness, say alternately he was an enemy to the two supereminently Loyal Statists; and will have a third with the loss of Land (which he ever valued, like to itself, dirt) purchase with a place the delusion of a pleasing dream.  
The Gordian Knot, which none could untie, an Alexander could out, but it is reported of an angry Lord, E. of P. that being in office, he made it his business to break wiser heads than his own. Though some praise our General's conduct to the making of Hyperboles modest, others will have his head-piece the worst part of his Armour. Who pretend to be most knowing in those affairs, to think that Oliver either could fear there, or be ignorant how to remove him from his command in Scotland, is accounted the most ridiculous part in his Story: to C. he must have been like one of the Centurion's servants; a mutinous Seaman must have found it true by the experiment of a lost Nose, which to patch up cost him and Oliver ten Pieces.  
Our Hero never wanted resolution, which is the best sword in War. Had his head been as good as his heart, the nicknamed Protector told C. Okey, England would have been too little to have contained a Nol and a Jack; but heads and hearts holding so unequal a correspondence, the secure Tyrant might domineer o'er three distracted Nations. Some, like Chemists, by the advantage of other men's heads may do miracles, who are useless with their own, not above tunnels for smoke, yet by fumes inspired, pretend to all things.  
Whom not a few have called a delaying Fabius, many can think he would have fought with a daring Hannibal upon any disadvantage; when neither the odds of number, nor a contradictory Commission could hinder from the disadvantageous engagement with the Dutch. Militemus was an Emperor's Motto, let us fight Boys, our more undaunted Generals; war was his element, and out of it he might seem like a Fish out of water.  
The opinion of the Stoics can animate Turks to brave death in War, and in place intrepid to converse with the most fatal Contagion. Our Hero by stranger revolutions might be easily induced to embrace the doctrine of an inevitable wheel, who could dreadless look down on dangers, fear neither of those Bug-b ears to Mankind, A Plague, or War, so much a Proselyte to the Predestination principle, as to think it most ridiculous to fly that fate which is unavoidable.  
A Knight related to our G. dehorted him from the Belgic War, as having done already enough for the immortality of a Name. To whom he replied, he was sent into the world upon an Errand which must be performed, and whether it might end at the bottom of the Sea, as it was incertain, so it should not find him concerned. Some will have our Hero like the Poets Ajax, who disdained to be vincible by any except himself, and will have it so near the finishing his errand in the Sea, as Guns were placed to sink so great a weight of Glory.  
Who conquered the World could not subdue his Passions: Those mutinying Rebels can domineer o'er the reputed Invincible; some will have Thunder and Lightning in our incensed Heroe's breath, and that he was lest what he persuaded others to be (in his journey from the North) of a sedate temper; rather than peace should be with the Dutch, he said he would never wear a Sword. A more sober Statesman is reported to have replied, he had rather lay aside his Gown, then that so unnecessary a War should be commenced; informed him our want of Allies abroad, and Moneys, Wars Sinews, which can give strength to the most enfeebled Arms, make firm Friends at home, and assure foreign Alliances; the wise Man knew, though God and a good Cause makes a great sound, it is the tinkling noise of coin doth the Soldier's business; and however justice is pretended in all Engagements, it is to Gold, the world's great Idol, men are content not only to make the sacrifice of Fools themselves, but even their nearest Relations.  
War is not only sweet to them who never tried it, but to such who have reaped a benefit by it: a soldier can love his Harvest. Some cannot arrive to his wisdom, who went out of the world with a Thou fool, with full barns he could have been contented his soul should have took her ease.  
We have had the War, by which the Kingdom is so many Millions in debt; our Hero in probability might have lost his Sword, and if he had been a Dutchman, might have forfeited his Head, which renounced not only Reason, but even Loyalty, by rashly exceeding of his Commission: Yet the extremity of Law might thus have proved the supreme injury. If it was Treason in our General (as in the case of a E of Essex,) it was a venial delinquency; if a Traitor, he was the best meaning; whose superabundant or zeal or valour concluded of an Engagement, by the mistaken proposition of the accrueing honour and safety to his Prince and Country, in whose Cause his Noble, though here not best informed Spirit, could have been content to have finished an Errand in Waves, the best Emblems of inconstant Greatness and giddy Fortune's Favours. The method by which he seemed to restore, he might have secured his Country: here a Fabius, he might have effected by delays, what he could not by fight; and have seemed a double Restorer of this Nation, whose rashness might have entitled the Demolisher.  
It cannot be the  wisdom not to think to do always the same things. Empirical, or valour, or medicine, not rarely successless.  
Storms succeed the clearest Sunshine; which a wise man foreseeing, like to the victorious Charles the Fifth, quits the Stage.  
When Cromwell had fell from his Coach, a Confident of his was overheared to complain, that he who had raised, would ruin them, if a timely care was not taken to prevent the exposure of his wild freaks. Death was a timely friend, nigh to the end of his wits, was near to the end of his life; and thus finished what Mazarine called the most fortunate piece of Folly.  
Some will have him who could be content to resign his Gown, rather than there should have been a War, to be forced to resign because it proved successless.  
Men rarely can be pleased with his company, whose looks may upbraid their miscarriages. The incensed Rabble, like to Heathen Idols, must have humane blood for a Sacrifice; though the soolish overflowings of their Galls can be pacified by no more grateful oblation than that, by which they express all ills, Ingratitude; seldom not gratified by his Ruin, who might most seek their Preservation.  
Though Strafford was allowed to be no Precedent, yet some will ever propose him for an Example; and no Act of Oblivion will make us so lost to our memories, that the most unfortunate Earl will be forgot, who incomparably loyal, was impeached by such Arch Rebels, as by introducing the Scots, were guilty of the highest Treason, the most implacable enemy of Traitors fell their sacrifice.  
When putrid members were to be cut off, the body politic was deprived of the sounder part, which might have secured it from encroaching mischiefs, while an unparallelled Prince's clemency, which gave fears to none, and left not the greatest villainies destitute of hopes, administered in the Grand Statesman's ruin, if not a just, an unhappy cause of his own untimely period.  
The gratifying of the weakest heads, with the loss of the wisest, as a most bloody, so is rarely not a most successless Policy.  
The Athenians might be thought to have a veneration for an Owl only, who could estrange Worth by an Ostracism.  
Some will have the greatest of English Statists to have perished by their own weapons. One wise head, like Galba's wit, not ill placed, may exceed in value not only many Millions of Money, but Armies of Men.  
Good intelligence, and bold truth some say could unfix a no undeserving relation of the Generals, whom nothing, except his displeasure, unriveted from the greatest office of Trust; in which the Successor may seem not the least of State Riddles; but mysterious Grandeur is such an Abyss, as Fools will fond guests at the depth of that which the Plumets of the most comprehensive reasons can never fathom.  
Some who are uncapable of the diviner mysteries, can put themselves to the troublesome admiration how the extemporary trash of a canting and long wound Schismatic in a Chamber, can be preparatory to the more sober devotion of the Chappel-Royal? or how the truly Loyal and religious Grandees, our incomparable Converts, can keep Chaplains to assert with paper pellets that schism to which they must be the greatest strangers, if not estranged to their Allegiance; and to defile their new honours have not sucked up their old vomits? The Actors on the world's Theatre, by shifting Cloaks and Beards act different parts, and interchangeably fill up the Play of life with calamitous scenes of misery, or ridiculous interludes.  
Nothing is more pleasant in our revolutions then to hear the grand enemies of the Prerogative, and the Lordly Branches, the most confident assertors of the Privileges which the King and Lords may most justly challenge; and the same persons formerly could most unjustly impugn: who deprived the Throne of Supporters will ever stand in need of one to cleave to, and secured by the Unicorn can be dreadless of the Lyon. The least Friends of the loyal Clergy will ever want the benefit of it in a Psalm of mercy. How appositely is the Prince's Prerogative pleaded in the favour of scism by the Protosticklers of it, which would allow him none in Religion? And yet thus they can hope a privilege for such as void both of tenderness and conscience to its Prince, could deny him a liberty they would have indulged to the meanest Subjects.  
There may be no improbable conjecture as well as other Grandees, a confident ignorance might easily impose on our Hero. The intrusting so valued a body with such an illiterate quack, as some would have disdained to have made the Farrier to a beloved or generous Beast, lend no small suspicion; the Patronage of the Stroaker some will have a too pregnant example.  
Age, in itself an invincible disease, might assure no easy conquest of a concomitant distemper, which might be entitled old: yet twenty years of superannuation, and twelve of deafness, were esteemed inconsiderable in a nonagenarian woman, when a wonder-working hand could appear for the recovery, the Stroaker G. and sent by the General to restore her so long estranged Hearing.  
Simon Magus, Apollonius, Pere grinus Philosophus, Alexander Paphlago, who appeared with lying wonders to give a disrepute to Primitive Christianity, could not be more confident than this gracious babe of the Presbyterian Reformation: while the Puritans accuse the Papists for their holy Maid of Kent, they forget Elizabeth Barton their Wench in the Wall: As if stroking could cicure the wildest Adversaries, every party hath been provided by a thus trifling Impostor.  
Men in power should not make themselves conscious by such a brutish connivance as calls Gods and his Vicegerents Honours into question.  
The bold folly of Stroakers may seem a mocking of Majesty, and the entrenching on that Prerogative, which conferred by a St. Edward the Confessor, and a St. Lewis, on the Kings of England and France, to cure by touch, must be reputed sacred, such a Jewel as cannot be alienated from a Crown.  
Miracles need not be called into the Scene, where natural causes can be ascribed: Stronger frictions can cure some intercutaneous Maladies, should the balsom of a sweeting Palm be denied conducive by the effluviums of wonder-working Atoms.  
A Knight, a Relation to the Duke, and Son to the Grandeve Patient of the Stroaker, gratifying my curiosity with the converse of the Trifler, I heard him as confidently propose Moses an example for his doing of Miracles, as if he had been to lead the Jewish Tribes of Pharisaical Presbyterians through a Red Sea into a Land of Promise: and the Invasion of France being then noised, the English by a cunning Man might hope the recovery of what they had lost by a wise Woman. If the Braggared, or a vouching Comrade were to be believed, the General was so endeared by the recovery of his Kinswomans' eye, that he would not allow him a night's absence to gratify the importunity of Relations.  
Sinking men will take hold of Reeds. Stroking, which could hear abominable superstition and Jesuitical contrivance in the Papists, must give a reparation to the declining cause of Presbyterians: The wonder-working Lieutenant was the most affecting discourse of that party, which had he been of a different fancy for his lying wonders they would have entitled him an Antichrist.  
Whom some would have a Candidate for a Cardinal's Cap, others will have Probationer for a Fools, while he could countenance a stroking Friar to enter contest with a Prince, and show a Chapel less efficacious for miracles then a Banqueting-house.  
It not a little perplexed Sir K. D. and made not a few merry, that an eminent Churchman with an Honourable Title, and the not disingenuous Son of a Grand Virtuoso, exposed an innocent to danger, and themselves to be ridiculous. The solemn Pageantry which attended the simple Irish Priests stroking to wiser heads of their own profession, seemed a discretion rivalling theirs, who with Kettles afford their tinkling Charity to the Moon in an Ecclyps.  
Who since the Restauration gained to his Right Honourable Title, a blue Ribbon, and in some opinions was entitled to a refined wit, and grand Politician, the late times report the Patient and Admirer of a stroking Lunatic, the unhappy Stroaker, whose disturbed brains for their recovery might want more drugs than an Anticyra could furnish, which so long deluded the most active endeavours of Medicine, attended by the severest discipline of Bedlam.  
Who can wonder if nature's rude draught, a Soldier polished by no Art, imposed on by proud Ignorance and giddy Fame, might give a Stroakers folly a Commendamus, where the wisest Heads might have their Judgements called in question by their hands. Desert is not only unattended on by a Mandamus, but rarely encounters an unbribed Commendation. Empty heads make the greatest sound, and full purses the most significant noise for Preferment. A Fanatic Trooper, who might be lost to all knowledge, if he had not plundered it from Loyalty, whose Library was not above a Barrows Method, and an Almanac, two Doctors hands required for the granting of a licence to practise Physic, he produced an obsolete Mandamus from the grand Protector of Ignorance, Cromwell, which in the worst of times had not the confidence to visit Oxford, in the best durst encounter the most learned Bishop Saunderson, who in vain could resist it, ten Angels powerfully appearing to his Chancellor, were satisfactory motives to make by the golden rule of practise a true Licentiate.  
The Shcools can make it disputable whether what was intended the greatest encourager of Virtue, hath not been the least acquainted with Merit. Learning and Loyalty put beyond all dispute, brought to the test, would be rarely found above in the sees and Mandamus of not a few booted Fishermen for degrees (as they call them) which are catched by a golden hook. Loser's may have a prating licence: If a few complain, many have cause to praise this golden Age. He must be wise who is rich, or some whose mercenary spirits can give so glib a commendation to the most deplorable pieces of Folly, may be questioned for that wisdom which makes fools and themselves equally fortunate.  
Worldly Grandeur, with the not misbecoming attributes of Right Honourable and Right Worshipful, sometimes can have a too unhappy resemblence to Pagan Idols, which having eyes and ears, neither hear nor see.  
Whose wisdom lies in another man's head (who can be blind and deaf for interest) may make a comment on that Text, which will have man being in honour compared to the beasts which perish wathout understanding.  
Some will have our English Solomon in pain, to have listened to a Woman for a Remedy. There are who guess by the touchstone of Physic, whose ignorance might exceed a fanatics Sermon, not the only Empiric who attended our Hero. France, France, often repeated in the opinion of a Francis, could equal the titles of an Emperor: to excuse his mistakes, and make a parallel for all worthies, we may repeat the Soldier, Soldier: Some think they honour most in making no Soldier, but an uncommissioned and peaceable Spectator to the most happy of Revolutions.  
When the stinking part offensive to most nostrils, had her Presbyterian appurtenances adjoined, which long laid aside for sweetening, had not deposited their rankness to clear Noses; One of their prime votes was, that no man should be capaple of Office, who would not subscribe Rebellion lawful, for by a necessary illation it is deducible, if a war against the King was just: I have heard some, not of so ill informed judgements, as to believe the levelling of a war against a Prince not Treason, yet so lose principled in Religion, that they would assert all Oaths and Subscriptions lawful, which might render capable of serving the Royal Interest; such tools were as profitable to Loyalty as the Gnostics to Christianity. He who dares not trust God, in vain may be credited by man. To play the Devil for God sake hath been a common Proverb, but was never entered for an Article in a sober Belief.  
Who could glory in being Confessors, and could think to suffer in the Cause of God, their King and Country, Martyrdom, Air and Dirt, Life and Fortune, were contemptible trifles to them, who could propose white Robes in confession and Purple in their sufferings, which might be Prologues to Crowns and Immortality, but such who followed deserted Loyalty, as the people our Saviour into the Wilderness for the miracle of Loaves, seeking worldly advantages,, might pawn their souls for trash, and sin for a morsel of bread.  
It is an Atheistical piece of folly to disown Omnipotency, that we may gratify weak Surmisers.  
The custom of swearing and forswearing had in our unhappy Land took away the sense of perjury: by the no infrequent use of Poison it went into the opinion of such nutriment as might seem necessary for their constitutions. In a wilderness of Apes and Monkeys none could dread by an Oath to take in a Spider.  
That Oaths may make a Land mourn, we have Religion to assure, and reason to instruct us: but how they can be the instruments to our rejoicing, may be an Article of that Creed only which could exchange a Christ for an Adonis, and make Religion truckle to every darling folly.  
In such an Apostasy as might make an unhappy Land sigh, and wonder at herself so soon turned Leper; Some believe a thundering Legion to have secured our Theodosius, we received a Charles by the grace of God, not favour of Men. No quirks nor intrigues of giddy Politicians, but he alone who rules the wheel of human vicissitudes, produced this happier Revolution; the best of Physicians, and no worm'd-brained Mountebank of State, subvened to our distractions; when the twisting of sand by foolish combinations was found a successless folly, and the brainsick hopes of fondest Royalists might pass for frenzy. God derided from heaven, and by dividing their Councils, who were enemies to our David turned the wisdom of our Achitophel's into a Rope.  
When the Bricks were doubled a Moses came: our Taskmasters grown intolerable, God raised us up Deliverers. The Stars in their courses, which sought against, fight for us: the most inauspicious Planets by happier conjunctions, deposit their malevolence, and seem to have friendly aspects for Loyalty by a more propitious revolution. Sure this was the Lords doing, and should be marvellous in our eyes. God scattered the men who took delight in war, and by a bloodless victory gave us peace: the prayers and tears of a poor and distressed party, the weapons of the Church militant, prevailed over the loud crying blasphemy and perjuries of their Enemies.  
The war begun from Scotland, a Nation fatal to Princes, a Region of darkness can give light, and the North infamous for ill, must be celebrated for good, since from that place, we received the first part of for cure, to which weowed the beginning of mischief.  
The Lord, who being a General, gave way to a Prince's ruin, without which it could not have been effected, now a private man opens a way for a General which led for a King's Restauration, without which it might have been vainly hoped.  
The Dragon's tail, which gave Royalty the fatal wound, cures it by an Antimonarchical vote; by seeking to introduce a plurality of Generals, brings in one King.  
The Members which an Army secluded, an Army restores. Now better restored to their senses then to believe a King (though entitled to the name of a Solomon) when he called them all Princes: they could not now fancy the Members Eternal (who by the loss of that unhappy head, which entrusted with power for its own ruin, might find themselves mortal:) they could no longer dream of being Omnipotent, when as a debt due to vengeance for denying the just tribute of Allegiance, they had encountered the curse of curses, been servants of servants, and what might be the highest aggravation, enslaved by their own vassals.  
An Antesignane of Schism seems a Precursor of Loyalty; he, who by imposing on factious ears had justly lost his own, now might seem worthy of the reserved head, which in its lucid intervals could be so beneficially sober.  
Loyal Reason was such a miracle from the self contradicting Author, as could produce a selfdenying Ordinance, which might be as instrumental to a happy Restauration, as that was to the utter extinguishing of faint and glimmering Loyalty.  
The sampson's, who had been bound and blinded by deceitful dalilah's, false Oaths, and foolish Engagements, though with their own dissolution can be content to pluck down the house of the Philistians so long devoted to the Idols folly.  
A sober Council met; the heart of the Kingdom votes for an Head, that it might be no longer a senseless Nation: By whose returns command a loyal Body is legally summoned, which may truly hear Patriots, Restorers, an healing Senate, Sanctuaries, not slaughter-houses of Innocents', who by contributing religious and loyal votes have expiated there the cruel follies, where irreligious and disloyal suffrages changed an happy Land into a field of blood.  
The merry Dr. Collins desired his taking of the Covenant might be deferred till the day of Judgement, when it would be clearly known what became of Covenanters.  
Wise men will suspend rash censures▪ While the Curtain is drawn the best of Prophets are but probable Conjecturers.  
Nothing of earthly glory hath been wanting to grace our Hero, even to the Apotheosis of an Emperor.  
Our Patron George interred, a solemnity was intended to a Tutelar Saint of the name, which had it been performed, an hot-brained Zealot, who had perused a Tertullian, or a St. Cyprian de spectaculis, might be more dangerously troublesome to the discomposure of weak and scrupulous noddles, than the Polypragmatick Lawyer in his less significant, and more ridiculous misquoting of them against stageplays. That which is not evil in itself may be sometimes not well advised.  
The order of the Garter may defend itself by its Motto, Evil to him who evil thinketh.  
Theognis will have Jupiter neither with rain nor without it to please all men. Neither a close fist nor an open hand can want a misconstruction: What was wanting to nearest Relations, was conferred on the General, without whom all might seem unavailable for a Crown.  
Wise men can be pleased with the most excellent gratitude, and fools can be gratified with the gaiety of the sight.  
It was the custom of Heathens to destroy the Living under pretence of honouring the Dead; not a few made close mourners by a civil death, seemed to follow the corpse of an Usurper.  
Some can fancy that an Essex, Ireton, and a Cromwell lay in their beds of blasphemed honour with more fond State: None are supposed to have equalled his funeral Pomp inferior alone to that of Princes by a Diadem: The defects of earth may heaven supply, by changing a fickle Coronet into a never fading Crown.  
Mars in most opinions is best pictured reaking in blood. A General rendered inglorious, if not exposed in the purple of War: To bring in our Hero with the white Robes of a Confessor, and disengaged from the bloody Camps of a rebellious Schism to make a Soldier of the Church Militant, which can only lead to the truly triumphant paths of Glory, if an error is more venial then by intitling to the craft to bestow on him the prey of Foxes; a great rather then good renown, unworthy of a Christian Champion, Let Mahometans glory in praises common to Wolves, Bears and Tigers, who expect in Paradise no pleasure above those of Goats, by the enjoyment of brutish sensuality.  
Foolish Historians, like fond Heralds, make the most savage of Beasts supporters to the Arms of the highest Grandeur, butcheries and debaucheries the prime parts in the tragedies of their Heroes; what but named might turn christian's blood into a congealed cake of Ice, is affixed to the story to make a more horrible Polyphemus.  
Discretion should lay aside the bloody Shirt: The famed Conqueror of the East, who instead of all the vain pomp of proud funerals, would have a Shirt carried aloft, in triumph to show how small a portion was left a Saladine after his mighty acquisitions, surely had a cleanly shift, and no bloody emblem exposed of humane inconstancy. The cruel piece of duty, which sacrificed a man to revenge for an injured Father, though some can fancy generous, heroic, and a prophetic action which first made the Soldier who was to restore the common Parent, may it ever be forgot, whilst the bloodless conquest for a countries' Father never wants a grateful Commemoration.  
May the bloody Achievements in a Belgic, Irish, Scottish War be ever silenced, and after so honourable a death be introduced by no puny Historian, who while he fancies the erecting of Trophies, by accumulating the dangerously acquired conquests of an Hero, exposes a brutish valour and baffled reason, for marks of honour by a mistake of objects, affixes indelible notes of infamy. While the Lion is forgot, may the triumphs of the Lamb be celebrated, who unlearned us the fierceness of Savages, and by attending to the voice of Peace, became a Gratioso to a most peaceable Prince on Earth, and hath the promise of the blessing which attends upon Peacemakers, and thus may be entitled a Favourite to the King of Kings, who disdains not the title of the Prince of Peace.  
It was no cruel victory to which our Hero owed his honours, and three Nations their preservation. God appeared not in the thunder and lightning of War, but in the soft whisper of Peace for the most happy of Restaurations:  
The General can never want the Encomium of a Fabius, will be ever entitled by delays the Restorer: To attribute our Restauration to the Church's Prayers, though an Heterodox, can be no culpable opinion, which cannot dishonour God by ascribing all to his mercies, nor the King to have his cause owned by Heaven, nor the General, by being made an instrument in the hand of the Almighty, when his own Arm was withered by the loss of strength in a Commission.  
The Psalmists Fool, said in his heart there was no God; and he said that all men were liars: may Wars, Plagues, nor Fires, be the cruel Remembrancers to instruct that truth which we are so apt to forget, To God only belongeth salvation.  
Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but to thy Name be the Glory. Who would rob God of his Glory on Earth, may fall short of being glorified in Heaven.  
To God alone as ever due, be ever Glory, whose Fame only can make an History Everlasting.   

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PAge 3 read Hero, Onogyros, inamelling. P. 4. l. 15. r. out of. p. 11. r. cause. p. 15. l. 12. not the p, 18. l. 14. omit to. p. 19 l. 16. r. go to. p. 22. l. 2. r. M. his case. p. 24. r. rolls for roots. p. 29. l. 17. for place r. peace. l. 23. r. predestinarian. p. 34. l. 12. licked. p. 35. 2. r. a for its. l. 18. leave out and.  
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