A Choke-pear FOR THE PARLIAMENT. The People's thanks to the Parliament. We thank you thrice most blessed Parliament For your twice three years happy government: For we enjoy more than we did before, (Though you have Robbed us of our bloods and store) More miseries, and plagues we have from you, More Taxes than before we ever knew: More Wars, more Oaths, jars, dissensions, strifes, Then we e'er knew before in all our lives. We thank you for them all; And thanks from us For making of our King so glorious. We thank you too for shedding of our bloods We know you'll say, You did it for our goods. 'Twas for our goods indeed, you robbed us all, And for your goods we thus conclude your fall. Those cursed Traitors that would kill their King, Unto a hanging we will quickly bring. Printed at Colechester, in the Year 1648. A CHOAK-PEAR FOR THE PARLIAMENT The Parlimaent may now go fiddle, For Nol and Pom's cut off by the middle. DROP, Drop ye fruit of perdition, for now ye are ripe for vengeance: Saitmarsh I believe died a Prophet, for he said God had forsaken your bloody Army; and well observed, ye have thrive accordingly: How many of your gods a horseback are gone of an Embassy to Pluto since the death of that holy man? Cromwell led the way as if his Nose should have lighted the rest thorough the kingdom of Darkness, many a hundred have followed after; Black Tom went about twelve thou and into Kent, and came out about eight thousand, what the devil became of the rest? King Cromwell went into Wales nine thousand, and came out—— o, what become of them? King Gowty-legs eight thousand before Colchester, besides some regiments of horse and foot drawn off from other places; a●d (setting the Ill-dependants aside that came to him since) not above sive thousand of his eight is left alive; King Tom (as I heard from a holy Sister that newly came from the Leaguer) shot in the guts with a chain bullet, (pray God it be no worse) by the brave one eyed gunner, which hath made many a hundred of the Saints eat bullets and shit sizgiggs, witness Shambrook the firelock maker in Tower street. The very same man it seems hath taken upon him his cure, and hath performed it with much dexterity, by a Pill or two sent to him by that trusty and sure messenger Mrs Sweet-lips, that seldom miscarries when she goes of errands to the Saints; But whaley that hump-backed Leveller, took great pains to little purpose, and leveled a Culverin, and fired it himself at my Lord goring Gunner, and (as he thinks) hath killed him, if not, than he is alive: howsoever whaley did his good will, and deserves five hundred pounds out of Sir Charles Lucas his Estate for his good will, and to be made chief quack over the Independent Drakes, that the pretty Ducks of Reformation may not want treading, nor whole broods of sincear ducklings to increase and multiply the number of the Saints so pitifully powdered of late, by that one eyed Malignant. Whose clouded bullets, wrapped in smoke and fire, Hath given the Rebels their just weed and hire. And now Weymor Castle hath larnt of her Counen Pembrook-up Poyer, for the Round-besiegers perceiving a Fleet of Ships consisting of about some Forty Sail to ride upon the Downs, began to betake themselves to their heels, and run from it; but finding they were bound toward Calais, they furiously returned, and began to shoot like so many fierce Dragons: but they in the Castle, placing dry straw and pitch-barrels and discharged some Grannadoes upon the Castle, they lighted therein, and made such a flame and smother, that the Ronnd-heads began to storm them, thinking the Castle had been a fire; the Garrison and Soldiers screeking out as if they were frighted; crying, Quarter, quarter, quarter; and stuffed a Suit of the Governors with straw, and fling it over the walls, and presently set the Gates wide open; which the holy Saints perceiving, ran on them with open mouth as if they would have eat both them and the Castle; but the Garrison cunningly ordered themselves very discreetly, received them with whole volleys of shot, and killed at least fourscore upon the place, and made the rest of the Saints fly back with a vengeance; as if they had run for their lives, and bid the devil take the hindmost. As if their mothers had been light heeled wenches, These holy Children run, and left their trenches. Noble Poyer hath behaved himself with so much gallantry, Success edging his Sword so sharp, that with its motion it still gains the Victory; hath raised the Siege before Pembroke, and hath sent several Companies into Glamorganshire and other places, to requite them for their former favours; those that escaped, are merely spiritual men, for they have no more flesh than will just cover their bones, and no more than will just cover their flesh, and those they have are made of Independent slink-skins, otherwise called their own tauned hides: They marched away as theevishly as they could, and took no more than what ever they could lay their singers on: not one amongst forty of them was able to bear his Arms, not only for weakness, but because they had them not. Several parties are upon pursuit of them in and Shrop-shire, and I make no doubt will quite spoil their plundering: The women where ever they come are frighted with them, taking them to be Spirits. Her Cousin Jenken-ap-Rice-ap-John have called over all her Pigg-worthies from her Cousin Glendower to Pruit: and have keep her create Feast next Saint Taffies Day, and have Common-Prayer said in her create hall for all her Victories over the Enemy, the ROUND-HEAD. Colchester is for a certain relieved with all Provisions; three Ships came in laden with Wheat, Rye, Powder, Bullet, and other Ammunition, so that they can hold out for two months, and longer if need be; The 5 of this instant Sir Charles Lucas issued out with a thousand foot and three hundred horse, and suddenly fell upon their guard at the East bridge, surprised them, killed and routed most of them, very few of them escaping, who run away to their main guard; they took three pieces of Ordnance, three hundred arms, and other good booty, and returned into the town without any loss, only some two or three of Sir Charles his men were slightly wounded, which made the Saint's distaste the bullets, who presently cried out, Poison, poison; and said by instinct of the Spirit, they knew that the bullets were rolled in sand, and the gunner was a devil, sent from the whore of Babylon to torment them before their time; and so they betook themselves to the ditches, to murder their tormenting backbiters, which victory they achieved with the crack of a nail, the Spanish pikemen doing excellent service, and the fire men by trains of gunpowder blew up many a thousands of their enemies, so that they had an absolute victory, deserving a day of Thanksgiving at the least, throughout the City and all the separate Congregations in England, who are now mustering with might and main all the forces they can both of horse and foot, and swear by yea and nay, That before they have done; they will not leave a Cavalier so much as a rag to cover his nakedness; but if they should be as good as their words, we shall have more Sisters come to our Churches than to Conventicles; for I believe there are not more lecherous in fatiable close whores in the christian world than the She Ottors of the Separation; but it is in Zeal, and for propogation of the Righteous, and so the more excusable. And now let me give you of the City a Caveat or two concerning the deterring of the Independents from Listing of horse and foot: Pray what Presbyter is there amongst you so dull and stupid that doth not know, That the Rise of the Independent must be the fall of yourselves; therefore it behoves all that hate Schism, and Blasphemy, to use all possible means to suppress all public and private Listing of horse and foot, whether under Skippon or any else whatsoever; and those already Listed to disband with all possible speed; who are raised most by Independents and other illaffected persons, more to over-awe and abuse the City, then to protect it. Next let us consider how active those Independants are in gathering hands, and promoting Petitions, and using all destructive ways to hinder a Treaty with the King, doing their utmost (if they could by any means bring their plots to perfection) to murder his Majesty, and cut of his Posterity, destroy Monarchy, and set up Anarchy, and bring this languishing Kingdom to utter confusion: for if they should effect their cursed designs (as God forbidden) they would never be at quiet, but still warring and striving who should be the greatest amongst them, and who should have the largest portions, for the Saints are as covetous as the devil, and will have all or none. How much good would it bring to the Kingdom, if all persons would endeavour a Cessation of Arms in all parts of the Kingdom until such time the Treaty be ended, and afterwards a total Disbanding of all Armies whatsoever. So long as Ravening Soldiers on us Prey, We must look for Peace the clean contrary way. There is a report that four thousand men are landed within seven miles of Colechester, I cannot believe it; but yet it may be truth; for the Prince of Wales is at Sea with six thousand foot Soldiers, and yet is as yet uncertain where he intends to Land, some say North wards, others doth believe he will land Eastward. Whether on the Eastern or the Northern shore, He quickly will have twenty thousand more. Harry Martin is so pocky hot this weather, that all his hair comes off of his head, and his Coach sarves for no other use but to carry his brace of damnations to the Style-yard, to add fevel to his lust, and he like a Parliament lecher, (for the ease of his bones) ambles after in a Sedan, and in this state he goes to the Lower bawdy House in the forenoon, and to the upper house to bathe his lust in the afternoon, and at night to his adulterate bed of foul incontinency. A Committee chosen by both Houses to consider with a Committee of the Common-Councel of the City (on purpose to prolong time till they have butchered more of his Majesty's loyal Subjects) to juggle with the people, and make them believe they intent a Personal Treaty with his Majesty on purpose to stave them off, whilst they have hatched their Cockatrice eggs in the Army, and then, No more addresses, No more Messages: They are weary it seems of sitting at westminster, and now would adjourn into the City upon condition the City will secure them: I hope my Cousins the Cuckolds will have the wit to secure them, and make them answer to the Law too. But now I think on it, the Round heads are as guilty as any of the jugglers, knaves, fools and madmen of Westminster, and will agree to any thing they propound, be it never so contrary to reason or sense: But Harry Vein, Venus, and their brethren would have my Cousins make a Paraphrase or Exposition upon certain words and phrases that the Saints understood not before, as where it is said, That they would defend His Majesty's Royal Person, and the Parliament during the Treaty, according to their Covenant. But hence rise the offence, The City would defend his Majesty's Person before the Parliament, or would defend the King and not the Parliament, or defend the King after the Treaty, if they should not agree; But the City must engage forsooth to deliver up the Person of the King to them, if they shall not agree; and then to Prison again, to a remote secret place, that Rolf may do his office. Else at the last we might have hope to see, Our Yokes pulled off, and our good King set free. FINIS.