To Mr. John Eliot, an Esq at (or near) the doors of the right Honourable the Parliament of England.  
SIR,  
I Dread to send to your lodging any more, lest you should libel again for the good counsel sent you, in behalf of the State, and for the good of yourself (that you would confess your great offence.) Was not that the effect of the letter, that came to your lodging? Your boldness is high, when you dare affirm contradictions, that an invective letter, could be as well persuasive as invective, and that railing Beech (as you libel him) should seek, by railing, to endear his old enemy (Eliot) to get him the collop of an estate, now in Huckesters' hands, and in the same letter too? madness indeed! what? then, when Mr. eliot's Axe of Array was scarce taken from the Root of this Beech? or rather, when this Beech was but newly removed from eliot's Axe of Array? what, and then? when Eliot had gotten for his Malignant Axe a Parliament Helt? and then, when eliot's Axe had so mangled this Beech, as a Parliament Axe? And was this the season that Beech did write to Eliot to spare the root to hold up this Beech: or to procure a collop to strengthen his sides? dull season! more dull man to chop such a season, such an instrument! But O! your boldness (sir) that durst attempt to have people believe you any thing! Experience, arrest this man of falsehood. Say, can a gnawing corosive, and a heart-easing Cordial (both) be given in the same cup? or mixed at the same ministration? it cannot be, you that have sense, be you witnesses for experience, against Mr. Eliot. Sir, what I now send, I send to a DOOR, where others may judge as well as yourself, of that which is sent.  
I find by your libels (though I see not your water) that your eyes be red, and that their fiery distemper, hath deceived you in the object of your seeing. To Red eyes, things objected do seem Red, to green eyes, things seem green, And by counterfeits, things that have never so true existency, are blazed abroad to be counterfeits.  
Sir, I have something else to do, then repeat your pitiful contradictions in your late legend, only I demand where were your wits (though you had lost your honesty) to tax me of Malignaney, and of favour to Revolters? Is it not generally known to be false? even in that very Honourable Assembly where you would fasten it? Did you never see a Treatise, entitled [More sulphur for Basin, etc.] No? you had one. Nor yet the [plot from Edom, etc.] No? yes, I am sure you had one. And did you not see that letter to Maj. Gen. BROWNE, with this inscription, [The most famous London's blowing up by Londoners] you will say no, why then, here is one sent you, though the name of Benjamin be subscribed, (for his dear nearness to Joseph) yet Beech was that Benjamin, that did first ondite, then press it to serve the State, against revolting and revolters, and against Mr. eliot's six declensions too, and against the man with the dark Lantern too, in the last page of the ensuing ALARM. And think sir, whether YOU may not be the man with that LANTHORNE: and whether you did not write in one of your letters (found, and copied) that you had such a Lantern, and that you would carry it with you into Pembroke shire, after your first four years digging, And did you not do as you said?  
Sir, you have no shift for your falsehood (now) but to engage your shrinked reputation that you did behold (through a cranney) Beech's heart not to be right, nor yet his aims good; what ever he had done or suffered. Seeing you will be cast and gone, if you stand to prove him a friend to Revolters. It is thought that the Honourable Speaker doth yet remember some remarkable passages at the Rolls, when Beech did persuade obedience to the Parliament in these latter stirs, and did utter his well-wishings to the Army, as well against Revolters in England, as Rebels in Ireland. I know Mr. Speaker doth remember a passage.  
Sir, You might see that Beech hath a CLEAR of witnesses. You do boast (but you do in your brag, abase that sacred allusion) that you have a CLOUD OF WITNESSES. Indeed it must be a cloud if any thing, it will never be a [clear] that you are honest, and well affected.  
Sir, Clouds may be dispersed, Rees ap Rees is dead, that Pillory blade, that executioner of Roundheads (when you were a Cabby) that Marshal to Gerrard, that well affected man, since, said Mr. Eliot, that grand witness against Malignants, in M. eliot's cloud, that Trusty officer for the State, in M. eliot's agency: But the cloud is dispelled, and terrible examples of late have been ' shown to Knights of the Post. Sir, They will not dare now, as formerly, swear that Chalk is Cheese, yet sir, such props must support your reputation, and your Legends, and the credit of a broken press may serve as one witness amongst some, or else believe it, sir, nothing in the world can do it. All that is light, and all that is true, will discover your falsehood.  
Sir, Querie this to yourself, may there not be some divinity, in the restlessness of this Beech? why doth he haunt me so from Room to Room? from my Lodgings to the Lobby? from Vault to Vault? privately, publicly, when all be a sleep he is stirring, and sees me in the dark? doth he not know me better than the woman that did bear me? how else durst he contend with a Gentleman of my height and reputation? Dare these drossy inferiors contend in a hot furnace of my gold? And will Beech be a Solicitor for the State, and a Minister too? Is it not odious and scandalous? And what gain doth he get, but broken shins? doth he not see me to be the only Justice and Committee-man that doth remain in favour at the door, through all the turns of State? And doth he not perceive that I am provided for all changes? if there should be an hundred more? why will he be that sturdy wave that will dash himself against the Rock of my power? Have not ships of a thousand tuns, and all the mighty waves that ever came upon me, been broken to pieces? Doth not he know so much? And doth he not see what a brain and a brow I have? Nor yet how prosperously I drive on still with that stock of credit, given me by secluded Members? And will he not understand, how well I am provided to answer about the business of Debenters? Would any but a Madman deal with me, if there were not some rarity in the work? Truly sir, there is something that doth act me beyond the bait of your Collop. And this I know, that if the Parliament be safe, you must be secured, and kept from their door.  
Truly sir, it shall not trouble me, what ever wrong I sustain more, by your false tongue, and libelling penman, so justice be safe, and sway the Sceptre. If FALSEHOOD might once be turned out of doors, if a poor man's tale might be heard; and if knavery in Scarlet may receive such a Mark, that it never creep into favour again, Mr. Eliot, believe it, Beech's mouth will be then stopped, more than by an hundred of your thin (Maligned) Collops.  
Sir, give him leave to delight his afflicted mind with a plain verse, because he is oft very melancholy, and you love to make him so. Pray do not speak ill of it. And though (your friend) Prag, belches out verses envenomed: your despised friend Beech, doth not do so, pray do not say he doth, when he doth not, but thus take him as he means, without any affectation of loftiness, That's your strain.  
When once I see this happy day,  
More pleasing than the Flowers in May,  
When choking weeds plunkt by the poor,  
And Knaves be driven from COMMONS DOOR.  
When Justice grows, and sweet distils,  
The sense delights, and Right fulfils,  
O welcome be that happy time:  
Respiring sweet like Rose in prime,  
Then Beech's mouth shall stopped be,  
When Subjects have this liberty.  
Your neglected Monitor, WILLIAM BEECH.