ENGLAND'S REDEMPTION: OR, A Path Way TO PEACE: Plainly Demonstrating, That we shall never have any settled State, UNTIL CHARLES II. (Whose Right it is) enjoy the Crown.  Eccles. 10.17. 
Blessed art thou, O Land, when thy King is the Son of Nobles.  Lament. 5.8. 
Servants have ruled over us, and there is none that doth deliver us out of their hands.  
March .26. LONDON: Printed for Charles King. 1660.   

ENGLAND'S REDEMPTION OR, PATHWAY TO PEACE.  
AS a distracted Ship (whose Pilot the raging violence of a tempestuous storm, hath cast down headlong from the Stern) staggereth to and fro amongst the unquiet Waves of the rough Ocean; sometimes clashing against the proud surly Rocks, and sometimes reeling up and down the smother waters; now threatening present shipwreck and destruction, by and by promising a seeming safety, and secure arrival, yet never settled fast, nor absolutely tending to the quiet and desired Haven: So the vexed Government of frantic England, ever since the furious madness of a few turbulent Spirits beheaded our King and Kingdom, threw down Charles the Martyr (our only lawful Governor) from the Stern of Government, and took it into their unskilful and unlawful hands, it hath been tossed up and down, sometimes falling amongst the lawless Soldiers, as a Lamb among Wolves, or as a Glass upon Stones) yet in all our Revolutions, (although many gaps have been laid open) the Government hath not steered its course directly to Charles the second, its only right and quiet Haven.  
O therefore let our di●●racted England be a Warning-Piece to all Nations, that they never attempt to try and judge their King, for what cause soever; and let all Traitors and Tyrants in the world learn by the example of our English Rebels, that their prosperity and dominion (though it seemeth never so perpetual) is but momentany, and as the w●nd which no man seethe; for who so much applauded and looked upon, as the Long Parliament, when they first took upon them to correct and question the King? and who now so ridiculous and scorned? They were then admired by the people as the Patrons, Vindicators, Redeemers, and Keepers of their Liberty: Nay, I may most truly say, that the people did Worship and Adore them, more than they did God▪ But now they aae become a byword, the scorn and derision both of men, women and children▪ and hooted at by every one, as the greatest and most shameful laughingstock in the world.  
O abominable! that Englishmen should degenerate into such impudence: for this is the truth of their Case; Might they but still have the Kings and Bishops Lands, which they have gotten by their horrible Treason and Rebellions, and be sure to live secure from the punishment which the Law of the Land would inflict upon them, they would easily confess, (if the Devil have not made them Contradictors of all manner of truth) That Monarchy is the best of all Governments, especially for the English Nation, where (as one may say) it grew by Nature, until these Destroyer's of the Laws of God, Nature, and the Realm, rooted it up, and endeavoured to plant their fancied Commonwealth in its room, which will grow there, when Plums grow in the Sky, or when Rocks grow in the Air, not before; as you may see by the small Root it hath taken, ever since the Reign of Charles the Martyr: Read his incomparable heavenly Book, which will make thee weep for our loss, but rejoice and admire at his piety.  
As for our rising Sun, Charles the second, though hitherto obscured by the foggy Mists of Treason and Rebellion in his own Kingdoms, yet do the rays of his Sacred Majesty shine throughout the world beside, and his Renown ecchoeth in every part of the Earth, to the admiration of Foreign Kingdoms, and to the envy and hatred of the Rebels in his own: yet cannot their malice but marvel at the Virtues and Patience of their King, whom they so much wrong; and it grieves them to see that Royal Progeny (whose ruin they so greedily hunt after) flourish with such glorious splendour amongst the Kings and Princes of the Earth, growing in favour wit● God and man, whilst they (odious to all but themselves) by their Tyranny and Rebellion, incur the displeasure both of Heaven and Earth, and become a ridiculous Rump, the object of the S●orn and Derision both of old and young, rich and poor: And had not these infatuated Rebels brazen faces to deny what their own Consciences telleth them is true, they would presently Declare, That the only way to settle our Distractions, and restore our Nation to its pristine Happiness and Glory, were to call in the K●ng, and re-establish him in his own, which they unjustly pocket from him: for so long as there is one of the Race of the Stuarts (which God long preserve) and any Foreign King or people remain alive, we must never look for peace or plenty, but (as public Thiefs) always live in a posture of War, and ever expect Foreign Nations to come in, and swallow us up, who account it (as indeed it is) the greatest piece of Justice under the Sun, to revenge (with our Bloods, and utter Destruction) the bloody Murder of Charles the first, and the unnatural Banishment of Charles the second, our only lawful Sovereign.  
Therefore let the cries of the People come unto thee, O God; and restore our gracious King Charles the second to his Hereditary Crown, whose Youth thou hast seasoned with the Afflictions of King David; and clouded the Morning of his and our happiness, with the Misery of an unchristian Exile, which hath made him the fit for his Throne, and thy Mercy.  
Restore our Ancient Liturgy, and our Lords Spiritual and Temporal, to their undoubted rights and Privileges in Parliament: Restore the Commons to their right Wits, and learn them to know, That the Head is above the Feet: So that our King only, with the Assent of the Lo●ds and Commons, may make, and give us Laws, as it was in the beginning: Until which time I will put down my Sails, and keep close under the Haven, being sure to have nothing else but Tempests and Storms, and no clear settled Wether, until then, either in Church or Commonwealth: Let our Republicans boast of their Free-State, or of what else they please; for a bone out of joint, will never be settled right, but in its proper place.   

On the late Miraculous Revolutions in England.  

I.  
THree Kingdoms, like one Ship, a long time lay  
Black Tempest-proof, upon a troubled Sea,  
Bandied from Wave to Wave, from Rock to Sand,  
A prey to Pirates from a Foreign Land.   

II.  
Exposed to all the Injuries of Fate,  
All the reproaches of a Bedlam State:  
The brave Sails torn, the Mainmast cut in sunder;  
Destruction from above, and ruin under.   

III.  
Once the base rout of Sailors tried to steer  
The giddy vessel: but thence could appear  
Nothing but mad Confusion: Then came one,  
He sat at Helm, and his Dominion   

IU.  
Frighted the blust'ring Billows for a while,  
And made their Fury counterfeit a Smile.  
Then for a time, the Bottom seemed to play  
Ith'wonted Channel, and the beaten way:   

V.  
Yet floated still. The Rabble snatched again  
Its Management: but all (alas) in vain;  
No Anchor fixed, no wished Shore appears,  
No Haven after these distracted years.   

VI  
But when the Lawful Pilot shall direct  
Our wavering course (and heaven shall him protect)  
The Storms shall laugh, the Winds rejoice thereat,  
And then our Ark shall find an Arrarat.    
FINIS.