The Devil's White Boys: OR, A mixture of malicious Malignants, with their much evil, and manifold practices against the Kingdom and Parliament.  
With a bottomless Sackful of Knavery, Popery, Prelacy, Policy, Treachery, Malignant Trumpery, Conspiracies, and Cruelties, filled to the top by the Malignants, laid on the shoulders of Time, and now by Time emptied forth, and poured out, to show the Truth, and shame the Devil.   allegorical depiction of Time and the Devil 

Time now at the last  
pours out much knavery.  
The Devil holds down fast  
to hinder the discovery.   
Malignants are the Devil's Agents still,  
The Sack is England, which they strive to fill  
With misery and mischief, and this Sack  
Full stuffed, is laid upon Time's aged back;  
Time pours it out now in an angry mood,  
That all their Knaveries may be understood.  
London, Printed for R. S. Octob. 26. 1644.   

The Devil's White Boys, OR, A mixture of Malicious Malignants with their much evil, and manifold practices against this Kingdom and Parliament.  
O England! how hast thou been tossed and tumbled? W●at have thy sufferings been since ●his war began? Atlas bears the world on his shoulders, and alas, sin hath laid sorrow on thy back, thou hast been, O England a long time nothing but a medley of confusion, of murder, p●under and Malignant wickedness, and hast like a Porter, groaned under the burden of a Sackful of knavery, ease now thy tired shoulders, and pour out some of them to the view of the World. Before the beginning of this Parliament, thou were't divers ways oppressed, and many were thy greevances which thou didst suffer under great men; and how did the Star-chamber domineer over the wronged Subject? what corruption and Bribery was there in the Law? what buying and selling of Justice? This Lord, and that Lord must be solicited and sued unto, even as sat as Coventry, or the Devil of Dunsmore HEATH (now with the King) that it would please their Lordships to take a Bribe to do a po●rs man Justice.  
There was nothing but Playing, Dancing and Masking; the Commonwealth was a tree of Pleasure, and whoring was the top branch, when the Queen-mother was here, and it is thought, the Bishop's ease and good fare, made them lusty, even to beget Bastards, which they could do with ease in their studies; they loved pleasure better than Preaching, and were the Hogs of our Israel, that fatted themselves with the Acorns of Spiritual Live; Then the Judges were the King's Parrots, and cried out, Ship-money, but the Subjects regarded those Judges no more than Parrots or prating Sycophants; that with the Cobbler's Crow, were taught to cry, Ave Caesar, God save the King; Amen cried the people, and deliver him from such malignant Judges, that would make his Prerogative a Pick pocket; and a hand to squeeze out the wealth of the Subiest, according to the Prince's pleasure, that so our King might like a foreign, whom I could name, be Rex Assinorum, a King of English Asses, when the liberty of the Subject should be subject to the Tyranny of his Prerogative. These devices were then set on foot, and are now marching abroad on the Soldier's legs in the King's army: for what doth the King's Army fight for? but first for an universal Tyranny, or unbounded Monarchy, that the freeborn English may submit themselv●s to Royal slavery, in token whereof, the Scholars of Oxford not long before these wars began, made a Play called, The Royal Slave, as if they had Prophesied, that all England should be turned into a company of Royal slaves, and for this the Cavaliers fight, cut and kill the King's Majesty's Subjects, that they may conquer us into servitude, and (if they could) beat us out of our Name of Subjects, into the title of slaves, but there's no doubt, we shall be able to baffle such knaves, that being packed together, have shuffered in the King amongst them, and by their evil Counsel, have made the King like an incensed Lion against his people and Parliament. And what mad Laws do you imagine, if the Cavaliers were lawmakers? It should be lawful in the first place to kill any man for his money, if it were demanded, cum privilegio, that is by virtue of the King's Prerogative. And the subjects should be turned into sub-jacks, every great man should have a Monopoly to maintain his pride and luxury, the Kings Will should be the liberty of the subject, and my Lords will, and my Ladies will, and my Lords Secretaries will, and my Lords great Horses will must be obeyed, so that jack should be in Office, and every Courtiers will, even to Will the Scullion in the Court Kitching, should be a King, if the Malignants could have their will.  
Then for Religion, we should have superstition, Organs piping, Lawne-sleeves preaching, Bulls of Bason roaring, and singing Anthems, Little young Levites preaching Morality instead of Divinity, and cringing and complementing in the Pulpit; fat Benefices, and lean Sermons, Dunces that could only read Service, and pray for fair weather, should be Country Curates, but 'tis no matter, this Religion would serve the Malignants, who are half Epicures, half Papists, and half Atheist, and a medley of mad wickedness, they and the Devil have been in Counsel a great while, to devise a plot how to destroy all the honest Religious Protestants in England, and the Earl of Strafford, he sits in Counsel every day about it with Pluto, Ashteroth, and the other Infernal Counsellors, but this Devilish Counsel-table, cannot yet, nor never shall be able to work the ruin of the Protestants; No? yes the Cavaliers, the Irish, and Papists in the King's Army will do their endeavour, and with their swords mow them down; the●es Digby, and Cottington, and a great many Lords and Knights that are Politic Devils, that could instruct the King to undo the Commonwealth in the times of peace, and cannot they play the Devil in the time of war? yes, yes, no doubt, they enticed the King the head of the Parliament from the members, only to save their own heads, and will not they incense the King to kill his true Subjects under the title of Roundheads? Come, believe it, they are wicked enough, how can they fail in their plots? when experience tells us, that Papists are full of black Invention and hellish Plots: what was the Gunpowder Plot, and strafford's plot; but what talk you of Plots? The King's Majesty will have it so, and blind men in Divinity have the best eyes; they preach, Obey the King, and dishonour God, but as for cruelty and cutting of throats I leave that to Prince Rupert, and will acknowledge that there was heretofore no other purgatory but the Chancery. But what said my Court Lady at Oxford, I love the Roman Catholic Faith, for I would lie in bed and be religious, and confess my sins, and live in pomp and pleasure, and know nothing but complementing in French, and praying in Latin●, and hearing Mass, and when she did go to heaven, and v●si●e the Lady Mary, and all the Papists that are in heaven, which are very few, for they do not live after the rate of going to Heaven, unless bloody murders, Idolatry, and killing of K●ngs be the way to Heaven.  
These Malignants in my conceit are like those pictures which have a double aspect, one like a man, the other like a Devil, when they are to do mischief by flattering the King, or making the country people rise in the King's behalf, than they put on smooth faces, and tell them of the King's power and Prerogative, and that the Parliament is no Parliament, and therefore they may fight against it, that the King is wronged, when indeed no body wrongs him but his malignant Counsellors, that they fight for the Protestant Religion, that is for Popery, and to defend the Laws, that is the Law of tyrannical slavery, which the King would impose upon his subjects, and that as the Locust devoured the Land of Egypt, so they might swarm again and devour us as they did in England in the times of peace, when all the Law was in the hand of the judge, and that hand must be filled with gold, or else no Law was to be had: but now for cunning wickedness, which is the malignants other face, and wherein he resembles the Devil, consider him as he was in the shape of Guído Faulx when he went with his dark lantern in his hand to set fire to the Gunpowder plot, and was taken in this Devil's shape, and afterwards he and his Complotters were executed for traitors, but what a number of black malignants are there now in this Land, being a kind of smooth-faced machivilian Devils, some with flattering bellows blowing the coals of dissension between the King and Parliament; then there be horned malignant Devils that will roar, swear, domineer, use nothing but Dammees, and R●mmees, as the Cavaliers, who blaspheme Heaven and Earth, and are ready to swear themselves a live into Hell; then there are Irish Devils as hot as fire, and as bloody as Belzebub, these delight in firing of houses, in kill women and Children, in tearing the flesh off Protestants shoulders with hot Pincers, as they did in Ireland, together with their horrible cruelties here in England, these are cruel Irish Devils, such as do not he idle in the Marketplace, as the Devil did upon his Elbow, because he knew they would lie and swear fast enough there, to damn themselves; but these Malignants are no Dormant Devils, but active and stirring to do mischief; they proclaim his Majesty's will, and their own counsel to be Oracles, and make the King believe that none have wit or understanding, but his Majesty's Cavaliers, and his new born Councillors, and that none are so fit to make Priests and Jesuits, as the Oxford Scholars; and that if his Majesty print but a plausible Oath, or a Proclamation, that all he doth, is for the advancement of the Protestant Religion; is Majesty may do what he will in favour of Papists, and follow their Counsels, as long as the Malignants can but brand the Protestants with the name of Brownist, Anabaptist, Separatist, or Roundheads, and then the Scholars of Oxford do make Sermons before the King of the fidelity of Papists, and how fare they are to be preferred above Puritans and Protestants, whom they account religious Traitors; but O King, be ruled no more by wicked Evil Counsellors, but follow the advice of Scripture wisdom; If this Counsel, or this work of the Parliament be of men, it will come to naught, but if it be of God, ye cannot overthrow it, lest (happily) ye be found fighters against God. Behold, O King, but the disposition of all these Ear wigs, that insinuate into your Counsels; can dissolute lawless Cavaliers defend good Laws? Or can Papists and Atheists fight for the true Protestant Religion, that were as strange, as for Thorns to bear grapes, and Thistles to bear figs, and as strange it were, that Papists and Atheists should bear arms, to defend the Laws, the Liberty of the Subject, and the Protestant Religion, the Devil they will; no, they fight to erect here the Kingdom of Darkness and Popery, that spiritual ambition may domineer flatcap, and the four-cornered Cap may fill the four corners of the world full of knavery, there should be then no schism, but a constant Lubberisme in England, Bishops, Deans, Doctors, Dunces, and Lubbers, that when they preached (being very seldom) would, speak with a hoarse low voice, as if two or three steeples (having plutallity of Benefices) stuck in their throat; and when young Wives and wenches came to Confession, how the Friar (like the Devil) would hug them? would not this be a pretty medley of confusion; nay, right and wrong shall be all one, fetch me such a Subjects, head, another's subject's bed, and his table, nay plunder him to a Pewter spoon, if he will not submit unto the King's Prerogative; but banish conscience, for mitres and Bishops can't endure him, Papists Priests can devise an easy Religion for my Court Lady, that she may go to heaven on a bed of Roses; & never take the pains to come thither, she is troubled with a looseness in the bottom of her belly, and cannot sit out a long Sermon, nor make long Prayers, let her give a few scraps at her door, and a doal of Puddings at her death, and Angels shall carry her to Pope jom. But let us let these she fools alone, these shee-Papists and malignant women, that will talk themselves out of breath against the Parliament, but if they might have their wills, to beat and cuckold their husbands by act of Parliament, then, and not till then they would praise the Parliament.  
But Time, since thou hast thus far described the Malignants, go on with boldness, pour out the rest of thy sackful of knavery, make the Proverb true, speak truth, & shame the Devil, who stands behind thee, pulling down the sack, to hinder the emptying of it; but out with the trumpery, the Knavery, the Popery, the Policy, the Malignancy, flattery, and all the close wickedness and impiety that hath been laid upon the back of Time, do it briefly, roundly and plainly, and shake out of thy Sack, all varieties of Knavery.  
Well done Time, what comes out here first? Inprimis, hundred-pound bags of money, and these were for Bribes for my Lords the Judges; and for Simony to procure a Benefice for Master Dunscombe, a Levite of little learning, and less Conscience, whose Bribe being taken, he was admitted to the Parsonage. O this money makes the Commonwealth a common whore, that lies down, and let fools ride her, and deride her, while Knaves thrived, and honest men went to wrack, and every jack might be made a Sir john, for an hundred pounds, and to conclude, malignant hundred pounds have sent hundred thousands to the Devil.  
What comes next, Malignant pounds of Candles, made only for Polititions, to give them light how to study Plots against the Protestants; the Bishop of Canterbury burned twenty pounds of these candles, in studying how to bring in Popery; the Earl of Strafford studdyed always by one of these malignant Candles, till at last, the Devil puffed out both the light of his Candle, and the light of his life both together; It is known that Diogenes had a malignant candle in his Lantern, which gave him light to see how to rail, and so Malignants, and all wicked men have some of these Candles, Prince Rupert never goes to bed, but the Devil lights him up a candle, that he may see to forget to say his prayers, and that he may not see his cruel plunderings; and one of these candles are continually burning before the King's Majesty, which gives ●im such a dim light, that he cannot see the way how to return unto his Parliament▪  
Next comes out the Papists Relics, beads, crosses, crucifixes, whips, papist books licenced by the Bishop of Canterbury, fire and faggots, with which they intended to have burnt the Protestants, as they did in the days of Queen Mary; and our Queen Mary thought to have seen the like bonfires in her days: Hold down the mouth of thy sack, Time, what great grey thing is that come out tumbling? Oh, 'tis one of the Friars that lived at Saint James', fat and full of knavery and popery; bold, there's a Surplice, and two pair of Lawn-Sleeves, a hood, a cope, and the poopish Service-boke that was sent down to the Scots, and a pair of Or●gans, and a may-poole, and the skull of the Queen-mother, with a number of p●p●st skulls, that while they lived, were all Traitors to the Commonwealth of England.  
What's here, Serpents? such as Cottington and the rest of the King's evil Counsellors; and look here are Eels, Court Eeles, that would slip into any place of preferrment, but it is known, that thunder doth break the beds of Eels, and since the thunder of war began, these malignant Eels are all run unto the King, and do live in the fresh waters at Oxford, Bristol, and other puts in the West Country.  
Now comes forth Lawy●rs black-boxes, poor men brought these by their sides out of the Country to London, and returned again with nothing but penury and papers; shake them out Time, for when these times were, the Devil and the Lawyer were always full of business in the Term time.  
what's here? a Lion's skin, with a Fox's tayl● to it, a very good Emblem, to show that malignant Counselors d●e make use of the Lion's power, to back their malignant plots, and thus the King is abused by the malignant's policy.  
But oh horrible and monstrous, here's a hand with a sword in it, full of hearts, that have been run through by the Sword, and upon the point of the sword is a Crown, Oh I fear this sword doth too evidently point out the King, who hath been abused by his Evil Counsello s, his Cavaliers, and the Irish Rebels, who have run their swords through the hearts of many thousand protestants, this is a bloody sight shaked out of the Sack of Time.  
Here are more swords, all which have been guilty of English blood, not only their hilts, but their blades are sanguined over, they look red, and blush, that friends and brothers, should with hearts of Iron, hard as their swords, kill one another; but now comes out of the sack two bloody hands, the one holding a sword, the other a Torch, and this doth signify Prince Rupert, who is a bloody man of his hands, and doth show continual cruelty with fire and sword, as he did at Bolton in Lane shire, and in many o●her places, which have suffered under this plundering Prince.  
Hear comes out n●w a Box, full of Commissions to do nothing; such as the Duke of Buckingham had when he went to relieve the Protestants in Rochel, and Sicill, when he went Cales Voyage; and then here's another box, with the King's Arms upon it, and in it there's the Commission of Array, with a great many of the King's Protestations, together with letters from he Queen, and how the Kings Cabbinetts of Jewels, being pawned, he hath nothing left but a box fu●l of papers not of poetry, but policy, and they must needs be strong l●nes, that are writ by a King and Queen, and their strong malignants.  
Now comes out tumbling together Ship-money, Coxcombs for earpet-Knights, such as Jermyn and Endymion Porter, being new made Gentlemen, and now being malignants, are made I know not what: here comes out Monopolies of white-soape, rags, marrowbones, cards, tobacco, and a patent that should have been granted for pissing against the wall; monopolies and knaveties, come out here.  
W●●ts here? Oh 'tis the Bishop of Canterbury's new book, that he sent to the Scots, being sent to him from his Holiness of Rome, and contrived by the Pope, but the mischief was, the bishop of Canterbury could not get a close cover for this book, so that the Scots discovered his Popish purpose, and would rather see it burnt, then entertain a leaf of it, to be read in their true reformed Churches.  
Hold, hold, heer' a company of eyes and ears, and tongues poured out of the Sack of Time; why Time, wilt thou shame thyself, could there ever be a Time so wicked, that the Star-chamber should endeavour to pluck out the eyes of Religion, and to pick out the best men, to have them disgraced by cutting off their ears nay, and by cutting out their tongues, that is, by silencing Godly Ministers in the Dioceses where the bishops reigned, this was true enough.  
But what's here? Oxford Trumpery, and Knavery, Scholars flatcaps, and square-caps, Divines gowns which the Scholars lay down, and while they drink healths to the confusion of the Roundheads, they will cry; Lie there Divinity; these are pretty fellows to make Popish Priests of; it is known that Aulicus is one of these drunken fellows of All soul's College; but here comes out more, namely Christ-Church Organs, surplesses, Beads, Crosses, Halfe-Crowns coined out of Oxford Place, Cuckolds horns made by the Cavaliers, Books of Popery, of conjuring and all sorts of Malignant Pamphlets, long gowns, that cover the Oxford Levites, that have little Gospel in them, with spears, guns and Corslets and Helmets, which the Bishops and Scholars beware at Oxford, being better head pieces than their own.  
But oh what comes out now? the very worst of all, the bottom of bottomless Popery and cruelty, Heads, Arms, Legs, feet, and whole quarters of men, women and children butchered by the Rebels in Ireland, and here comes out tongs and Pincers wherewith being heated red-hot, they did pluck the flesh from the bodies of the Protestants; Daggers with which they stabbed the Protestants, and let them bleed to death in their fight, Gridirons whereon they roasted Protestants; with Halters, Clubs wherewith they knock out the brains of Protestants, long Knives wherewith they ripped Children out of their Mother's bellies, and cut the throats of many thousand Protestants, Axes, wherewith they quartered Protestants, cutting some into small pieces, but the burden of varieties, of cruelties which Time hath born in England and Ireland, is insufferable, the Papists Plots and projects innumerable the Malignant's malice and policy unchangeable; the King's heart implacable, so that it would be a hard matter for Time to shake all Malignants out of his Sack, he is no small-coal-man, for his sack can never be emptied, it having no bottom, but is as deep as the Sea of Rome, that have so many that help to fill it with knavery, as Bishops, Malignant's rotten Lords, Cavaliers, Pint-pot Preachers, Judges, Lawyers, Country Knights, Malignant Majors of Towns, Bristol, Cottington, Prince Robert Mauris, Lords of Cumber-land, Bath, Southampton, Dorset, Northampton, Devenshire Bristol, Berkshire, Hopton, Capell, with the Lord Digby, and the Lord Devil, the grand Malignant.   
FINIS.