The Levites Lamentation.  
IF ever Persecution merited a remembrancer, Protestant blood a condoler, or cruel Rebellion a reprover, this Irish cruelty, and English calamity (both which exceed the belief of any but the Actors and Sufferers) might justly awake the pens of Eusebius, Fox, or the most famous Martirologers to record, Jeremy to bewail, or the sharpest Satirist to reprove.  
Even now my heart bleeds for the blood I saw, and my ink seems not black, but sanguine; the horrid cries afresh awake, affright, astonish, whilst I see the purple robe and hat wreaking in the blood of the Lamb offered, but Christ crucified; to see the Pope's Bull goring, and men borne blind, cruelly massacre the sons of illumination; the big-boned sinewy, and grisly tyrant trampling on the feeble woman, and unborn Embryo. It drew tears from holy Elisha, to see cruelty charactered in the face of Hazael, 2 Kings 8.12. which makes him break out, Because I know the evil that thou shalt do unto the children of Israel, for their strong Cities shalt thou set on fire, and their young men shalt thou slay with the sword and shalt dash their infants against the stones, and rend in pieces their women with child. This day by the Romish Aramite was this Prophecy fulfilled. Now is the greatest murderer held the most valiant, as if valour consisted in a bel●…ine horridness, and fortitude were the eldest son of fury.  
Me thinks Nero (the depraver of the Cesarian Monarchy) at sight of this bloody banquet should appeal to all Historians no more to list him for the Monster of men, nay the bloodiest of Monsters: for indeed the sight of other crimes, maketh us often to lessen, but not leave our own. The common stature exults at the sight of a Dwarf, as a Dwarf would do at Pigmies. Satan having infused this poisonous a●…our into the souls of men, that our ills are extenuated by the ills of others This I call pharisaical frenzy. You shall see the Pope's doctrine as dangerous as the Devils. Religion must now be the Irish mantle for Rebellion. A pretended plot of ours for their conversion or correction, is by this counterplot of theirs made both our subversion and destruction. This was the cursed pretend of those more accursed pretenders, to stick the Raven's plumes in the wings of the Dove. To make the mournings of that harmless olive-bringer, the croaking omens of the Arke-deserting-Raven. For such is the deformity of sin that none desires to be the ill he seems. Saul at the threshold of his accursedness gins with a blessing, 1 Sam. 15.13. by a Jesuitical policy do they wear piety like a periwig trimly curled and combed on the deformed head of Rebellion, and murder. 'tis true that once Jacob desired to seem Esau, but ever since sin like Rebecca hath taught the Esau's to seem jacob's. Judas learned this not from so many, as he hath taught it. Our Saviour tells that under a pretence of long prayers we swallow widows houses. O God, since I cannot be what I would, give me grace not to varnish my ills, or cheat my salvation with a seeming sanctity. How hardly is my pen drawn to this inundation of blood? I find in my eyes the same stoppage that Basil the Great did, who after he had read his text could not proceed for weeping, my mind would gladly deviate from my intentions, and they digress from a more peaceable subject. 1643. The Climatericall year of the English Nation in Ireland, some well affected Christians sent divers abroad with Petitions for subscriptions to supplicate from the honourable Houses of Parliament (which are the refiners of Religion and Laws) a general Reformation, which was an Apostolical act. This net was not cast out by any, save those that were truly Piscatores hominum. Satan and Antichrist his firstborn as maliciously suggest that this arrow was shot not only at their spiritual good, but temporal goods. The man of sin employing his Sodomitical Seminaries, Papistical Prelates, and Jesuitical Incendiaries to sow these tares, firebrands in the womb of their Hecuba, borne for the destruction or disquiet of their natural parents, and native Country. Men borne in antipathy to Prometheus, for as he was feigned to have stolen fire from heaven to restore life into dead bodies, they fetch fire from hell to bring death to the living, not only by murdering the Religious, but Religion; as if the death of the spiritual life, as well as the temporal were in one balance or line with them that observe neither weight nor measure. The Romish Salamander lives not but in fire, nor can less flames than a Kingdom keep him surviving. Now was it that God for our sins determined the English prosperity, should be like Joshua's Sun be a day permanent, but retrograde like Hezechiahs, it being the miraculous expression of his justice in ruining either the forgetters, or contemners of his blessings. Then began the despised blasts of Irish Rams-hornes to demolish the walls of British Jerichoes, when by a judgement as terrible as their cruelty; armed forts were surprised by unarmed men; then ran the Lion from the Hare; the shaking leaf and trembling Partridge now terrify the Oak, and hawk the thistle, and beards the cedar; the base Lackey not running by, but away with his mistress, whilst innocence and chastity become the reprovers of that life they would lose but cannot. Judge of that great contestation between honour and life, beauty and deformity, and resolve me in this blank list _____ for thy opinion if God ever showed, or Nation ever suffered a greater judgement.  
Actaeon ruined, and ravined by his pack of pleasures, for indeed we had too much 〈…〉 Diana of Ephesus (not the piety but the pomp of a church) the silver shrines had too many Advocates most men exclaiming, but few besides profitable respects either desired a reformation, or knew what a one to desire. Thus was the golden Calf prefferred to Moses, Barrabas to Christ, Garlic to Manna. Nature a prompt master having taught us to advance politic ends, before pious. As a period to our civil distractions fell these public, and whilst many were distasting the present government, God took away all: the rejection of Samuel that made his public vindication cannot prejudice the election of Saul whom God deserted. Thus God makes our curiosity our scourge. Midas his wish shall be his famine. Phaeton● desire his death, and Jupiter's deity the consumer of his concubine. Them that would not quietly enjoy what they had, shall unquietly dispose of what they had, or would enjoy. Civil dissensions, and dislikes being terminated by a martial (or shall I say an impartial sword.)  
The Church like Dianah is ravished by lustful Shechem as a punishment of her roving, had she kept the tents of Jacob, she had been free from his rage, had we not like her erred from our paternal protection, we had not endured their rapines. 'tis just with God to expose them to all malediction, that out of wand'ring fancy leave the ranges of the sanctuary. Athaliah was there slain for destroying the seed ●oyall, which I spiritually conceive to be the integrity of a Church, born and continued without the milk, or meat of Canaanitish, and adulterous traditions, which being spurious slips cannot flourish, nor have a longer prosperity than the gourd of Jonahs', or the infortunate, and earthy womb that gave them conception.  
Sin ripened like the pride of Gath, defies the Host of the Lord of Hosts, bathing the monstrous spearhead of his rage, in the blood of the chosen: how feeble hath the fall of Adam made his hapless posterity? the glorious English long clad in the victorious spoils of that barbarous people, become the rebaters of their skeins, but not of their rage; finding now how dearly the Israelites paid for their cruel mercy in not extirpating the Idolatrous Canaanites, those that policy left, for hewers of wood, and drawers of water, hue the flesh, and draw the blood of their masters: thus humane policy is punished by inhuman impiety, teaching us that all the purposes of flesh and blood, having not godliness for their basis, have sandy foundations, and that policy without piety is a damnable discretion. The Dove and the Serpent should like those two kine of Bethshemesh at once be yoked to draw the Ark of God, from the possession of the heathens to the people of God; or like Cleobis and Biton to draw their mother to the Temple: where observe the kine, and brethren were rewarded by death; the kine sacrificed to the true God, the brethren to the false. O God, so bless my pilgrimage that at my termination my last act may be best, that so I may like Manoahs' sacrifice ascend up unto thee by an Angelical convoy.  
Those that sacrificed up the calves of their lips, are now like beasts sacrificed. The rude reed runs through the hand that sustained it, whilst the hooves of untamed and untaught monsters trample on those heads that shod them; all alliance turning rebel either to civil, or legal contracts. Those Nationall ties held sacred, and Gordian, of gossip, or fosterer are denied by the brutish, to the British Hazael and Zimri murdering their Masters, the act not disavowed, but countenanced, pardoned, and applauded by depicted Jezabel that Romish harlot. Solomon's great sacrifice at the Temple's dedication was here outvied in number, but not nature, the Beast was not offered, but preserved; for here the Minister was the chief sacrifice, the Beast the sacrificer. The Ram was not offered for Isaac, but he for the Ram, as if the gold had been more holy than the Temple, or sacrifice then Altar. Eliahs once slew the priests of Baal, but now Baal's priests slaughter the sons of the Prophets; nor place, nor person is regarded, but the Protestants are murdered in the very Churches, as if Protestant blood were only the hallowed water to sanctify those places for their Idolatrous, profane, damned, and accursed Masses. Certainly it may be feared that we did something that displeased God, which justly called for his exploding.  
Now are the fountains of living waters, the balm of Gilead, the holy seals of the Covenant, the sacred columns of God's word made the derision of the ungodly, whilst they are rend in pieces and dashed about the heads of the owners, till they drew blood on their heads and faces; with these, and the like opprobrious and impious speeches, here you English dogs and heretics, you shall have Bibles enough: Surely had not those holy legacies or the blessed Spirit, been first by ourselves undervalved, it had not been in the power of those reprobates, thus to have profaned the holy food, or the feeders thereon.  
Their first expressions began in the ruin of our estates, having first published all correspondence with the Scottish our brethren, whether out of an intent not to awaken their dislikes of these new insolences, or perchance conceiving they had not forgot our hostil preparations against them the foregoing years, and therefore might hope to make them Newters: at all which conceits I admire had they but conceived the irreconciliable distance between their Religions; yet their devilish pretence and disguised affection, too much wrought in those dismal days (in which every head was perplexed, if not darkened with distractions) on that valia●… Nation; insomuch, that one Barhome by title, but by name John Mac. Culloh, Captain of a foot company, with others, advised me (when I had kept my house seven weeks after the Rebellion began) to fly for my life, adding they were reasonably well secured by a Proclamation published by the Rebels by direction of their chief, for the Scottish protection, in return of a favour done him in his infancy by a Scottish Gentlewoman, who either saved his life, or liberty in his swathing bands. And but that God determined they should mingle with us in that great confusion. and effusion of estates, and blood: I admire so wise a people, and perspicuous in the darkest aenigmas, should be so deluded: but where God intends an infatuation all humane wisdom is emerged. The deepest reaches of earthly knowledge, have had as deep precipices; none had a fearfuller fall than him the Scripture styles as an oracle of God, we the defeats of those great projects of Pharaoh and Herod, that neither of their designs, or wise intendments could suffocate the type or substance, the penner of the law, or publisher of the Gospel the Scribe of the sacrifices, or him sacrificed by the Scribes. But this Romish Machiavilian plot took effect, so the prevention of bloody and helborne projects are seldom prevented, nay nor suspected by those of a holy & an upright conversation. 'tis for the sons of darkness to bring those things to light. But our brethren paid dearly for the cruel mercy of the Irish, for they staying after the English, of which some were slain, some stripped, and sent away, were most of them, man, woman, and child cruelly massacred.  
The English are now left, as God left his, when they had first left him; some flying when none pursued, sin adds to the stature of our fears, for nothing makes men terrible even to themselves but their transgressions, whilst the greedy pursuers seem like Mercury with winged feet to fly with a devouring sword to kill them already near death, with the expectation of death, whilst the enemy's swords are as drunk with our blood, as they with our drink, of both which they seem insatiable: the thirsty earth not more greedily receives the early, and latter rain than they of both liquors, insomuch that one _____ O malon was heard to boast inhumanely that he with his own hands had murdered six and twenty English and Scotch in two days, whereof there were twenty five Scottish: O unheard of cruelty, it is a wonder to me that this man should be borne by the common course of generation, for certainly his sire or dam must needs be an Irish wolf, in whose bosom was harboured, so little humanity.  
Now do these like those Philistims, inflamed with rage, and drink, their souls intoxicated more than their bodies with the cup of the Whores Fornications, Revelat. 17.2. draw out the poor Captives to death, as if the best banquet were the bloodiest. The son of Hagar now abuses the heir of the Promise, now is disoculated Samson that grinds his abused soul more than their meal brought forth to make pastime to the Philistims.  
I knew one Bel of Muckamore near Antrim, whose eyes they stubbed out to make him confess his money, then abused him, and lastly murdered him, that death which is terrible to ourselves, afford us delight if inflicted on others. With what delight and pleasure can we read those cruel persecutions of Nero, Domitian, Trajan, Adrian, Marcus Aurelius, Severus, and the rest: nay, the bloodiest of our murdering Mary, who drew the blood in stead of milk from the paps of her Nurse, having such a Catholic Spanish heat in her veins, that the blood of many English Martyrs could not allay.  
The cruelties exercised at Merindol, and Cabriers, where the craggy mountains expressed more mercy to the hunted martyrs, than the flinty souls of their persecuters.  
That damned massacre of Charles the ninth anno 1572. whose blood issuing from several parts of his body (at his death) fully expressed his belluine disposition. Not King themselves profusely wasting, or unmerciful exhausting the blood of their Subjects, shall find exemption at that great and just Audit kept by Jehovah. The highest deputations have the heaviest cares. How soon is Saul lost in his new Monarchy? These I say could we peruse with patience, and pleasure.  
The Spanish cruelty more heathenish than those on whom it was exercised in the Indies, which were till now the grand patterns of abused hostility, invasion, and victory are so far unfit to parallel with the Irish inhumanity, as they have lost our wonder.  
The horseleeches of Rome bloodily conceiving that Protestant blood is the marvel of their Religion, and that nothing produces so rather a spring to the Catholic cause as the carcases of purer professors: when as it is the general assent that the blood of martyrs is the seed of the Church. Sacks of wool are held the best foundations for bridges in the strongest currents, as on those were built upon the martyred carcases of our predecessors (the Protestant Religion so surely) that all those great inundations from the Apostolical, or rather diabolical sea, could never overwhelm, yet then was our profession but like to Mephibosheth who though he was of the seed royal, had saul's possessions, and eat bread at the King's table, yet was he lame in his feet, 2 Sam. 9.3. and I suppose his cure would have been more needful, and acceptable to him (could it have been effected) then either his possessions or honour.  
God always preserved his Church, of which the Ark was a type which shall float over the world-drowned-shores to preserve a holy remnant; and the earth swallow up those streams of poisonous malice, vomited by the serpent against his love, his dove, his fair one; all these persecutions could not so much as startle the English lethargy; the evils that we expect are lessened, if not prevented, when as sudden alarms not only awake, but astonish.  
The great battles of Canna, Marathon, and those two daughtes of Epaminondas, Mantinaea, and Leuctra, with those more famous where the Stars fought in their order, and Kishon like a bosom swept them away: (even so let thine enemies perish, O Lord) those great defeats given and received by the Turk, and Christian, the sword, fire, famine, pestilence, and desolation of the Jews, with what other horrors have eradicated the Roman and Grecian Empires; were by us perused with pleasure, and yet now that a destructive insurrecton, draws his dagger at our throats death walking over our own thresholds, famine having entered to cling up our bowels, fire to dissolve our beings, and unkind exile to shoulder us from our abodes, poverty rushing like an armed man, meager and pined visages meeting us at every pace, wounded and mangled carcases peeping out of bushes like ghosts from the grave, Christians exposed naked to unmerciful cold, and mountainous ways, with not a fig leaf to hid their nakedness, poor women with child brought a bed, and dead in woods, and caves, in that unchristian manner that my pen dares not express: but leaves their miserable condition to the consideration and commiseration of those that expect a happy deliverance: heaps of slaughtered Christians, to part of which the dogs had given sepulchre, many hanged upon trees and boughs, part of which we could perceive had been burnt before: at these sights, and many more horrid, how are our resolves amated? our courages queed? our resolutions daunted? now doth poor Germany, and our slight neglect of their calamities deeply possess us, the afflictions of Joseph are afresh bemoaned, and the martyrdoms of the Apostles are now lamented, and what is more the poverty of our Messiah, his tears, pilgrimages, stripes, spittings, contempt revile, agony, and bloody passion, which before was read over as an ordinary story of Scripture, and if read, not remembered, if remembered, not lamented, if lamented, 'twas but a qualm of sorrow, now are we sufferers in his sufferings: Oh bitter misery, how sweet are thy lectures? teaching sorrows are cordial griefs, and 'tis a blessed maim that heals the soul; give me those wounds, O God, through which as a glorious mirror, I may behold the mirror of glory.  
Now began the famine of some to conclude that the violentest death was the best, and the lengthened life the only miserable, that the shortest way to the grave was the sweetest, and that the last gasp was most comfortable, many searching for the pangs of death as the only Elixir to cure all diseases, the feared winding sheet, and insatiable grave proving now desired, which was before horrid.  
That heaven the seat of God under which we regardlessely walked is all the canopy is left the English, the humble earth the footstool of God, and mother of us all, on which we proudly trampled, lets her woeful children lie on her bosom, that fain would lie within it; the woods and bogs becoming either out shelter or sepulchre, the contemned food of the Irish, sorrel, watergrasse, three leaved grass, weeds, and water is now made our delicates. The tender and loving wife repines at the nourishment eaten by the husband of her bosom, whilst the infant's complaints begets fresh throws in that breast which used, but could not nourish it, the mother's tears showing a compassion, but not a redress, happy were the infant could it have been cherished with tears, as before with milk, for the eye was wet to see the breast so dry: fruitfulness is now held a greater curse to the forlorn English, than sterility was to the Jews. Jeremy thou mourning turtle of Zions sorrows, I wish not a double portion of thy spirit, but thy sorrow, that I might be that silver trumpet that should publish to all posterity the calamities of those our brethren, that did, and do want those succours our luxury devours. She is no Niobe that cannot find one tear to cast into our Ocean of brine, and lend a sigh to those broken hearts that sorrow hath rather made statues, than men. Suffer not the afflicted of the Lord to tread the winepress alone, lest when thy aloes are given thee to drink thou findest none of Elishas' salt to cure the brackishness. Partnership in sorrow hath the power of mitigation, and thou shalt have the praise if not to have relieved, to have eased our pangs.  
But whither am I transported? Summons to grief find but deaf cares, and a dead welcome: every man desiring rather to go to a theatre, than a tribunal, mirth having as many assistants too many, as tribulation too few. Solomon is as little followed in these two Proverbs, as in any, better is the house of mourning then the house of mirth, and the day of death than the day of ones birth; but when be comes with an inviting exultation Eccles. 11.9. Rejoice O young man, in thy youth, and let thine heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes, he shall have more followers than Darius or Xerxes: this gripe of pleasure hath gotten Rome so many Proselytes, when Religion complies with Nature, our corruptions are wooed, and wedded to a glow wormy happiness.  
The great Belshazzers in their greatest elevations, find their knees knocking, and discern the hand writing of death on their walls, and those Nebuchadnezars that prided themselves in their spacious structures (as many there were that built with marble which contemned the corner stone) are now sent amongst the beasts of the field, not only for their abode, but sustenance. Those holy duties before neglected are now with a compulsive trepidation observed. 'tis a miserable thing for a soul inur'd to sin, to be hurried into his devotions, death at the heels and hell in the eyes, seldom produce any but distracted supplications: when as he that dies daily hath wrested the iron sceptres out of the power of death and hell; having an infallible interest in him, that not only got the conquest, but sung the comfortable soule-cheering insultation over both these, till then indomitable tyrants. Oh death, where is thy sting? Oh grave where is thy victory? Therefore, Quid retribuam? but thanks be unto God, which hath given us victory through our Lord Jesus Christ, 1. Cor. 15.55.57.  
Now would those that had consumed a patrimony, rejoice to find those husks that none shall give them. How gladly would the gripple hand receive that alms it hath detained? finding a sad return of his uncharitable repulses. That Dives that would not give a crumb demanded, shall find a drop denied. O God so enlarge my heart, that I may give what I can, and so enlarge thy mercies, I may receive what I would.  
It was no single arrow God shot in that Nation, or us poor English; for as if the sword had been too blunt a , or sickle, to mow both the wheat and darnel, and a single punishment too favourable a scourge, God sent the fire, and lest that should be too sparing in consuming our sins that made us so combustible, and not fully refine the oar from the dross: God sent the famine to devour those that had nothing to eat; and lest that should leave any glean in this Irish Aceldama, the Lord sent a pestilent Fever, that swept away innumerable people: insomuch that in Colerane there died in four months by computation six thousand, in Carickfergus two thousand and five hundred, in Belfast and Melone above two thousand, in Lis●ygarvi eight hundred, and in Antrym and other places a proportionable number. So that here the chariot of God's justice was drawn by those four horses Rev. 6. a white, a red, a black, and a pale horse; this disease augmented our miseries, the Fevers being so contagious, that the living durst not see them sick, nor bury them dead; that I have seen the husband carry his dead wife to the Churchyard, and borrowing a spade, dig a grave for her that living was his life: and the same man have I seen the next day die in the same Churchyard: the like affection have I seen the wife express toward her departed husband, the son to the father, father to the son, and the like. Hear were the words of our Saviour, not only metaphorically, but verbally true: for the dead did not only bury the dead, but the dying buried the dead also. Not any that escaped this Fever but lost all their hair: I had it in the Newry seven weeks, where not only without, but contrary to means, my God preserved me, to whom on my bended knees I give all possible thanks. This sickness beyond the power of persuasive Divinity, shown me God thwarting Nature, preserving in the grave, quenching the flames of my sickness, even with what Physicians say it is inflamed; my cordials and julips, were running water, in stead of barley, and sometimes a little milk, salt beef, or pork, oaten bread and cheese, the alleys to my heat and hunger. Thus from the jaws of death and brims of the grave hath God delivered me, to lament and publish the death of those of my own Tribe. For on them fell the brunt of this martyrdom: they were those appointed to slaughter at the birth of this design: they could expect no quarter; others might ransom their lives with their hidden goods: but this profession was sure to cope with death in the horridst shape, as if jaacobs' curse were renovated, for they met with a wrath more fierce, a rage more cruel than they used to Shechem, and found a division in jaacob, and a scattering in Israel, Gen. 49.7.  
Which I the rather undertake, because some ill affected to the condolements of the Irish Clergy here distressed, and by some harsh tongues depraved, have lightly run over the miseries of that despised, and dispersed Ministry, to whom I own that little I have left, as being of the same mess with those sons of the Prophets, that find More in olla.  
I shall but in two passages digress from the Martyrology of the Ministry in the Province of Ulster, and the one is my engagement that I ought to Mr. Morgan Aubry Esquire, my honoured friend, and his Man, to this I am drawn by my love, the other is the unmanly and unchristian asage showed to Mrs. Smithson, a Minister's wife, and her maid, that lived within four miles of Dublin, to this I am drawn by my wonder, and these two I shall transfer to the last.  
The first on whom their unsanctified hands were fastened, was Master Madder, of Donnamoore, Rector, who in a most cruel and bloody manner, they cut in pieces, and left unburied.  
Secondly, Mr. Blithe, Minister of Dungannon, whom they hanged, whose wife with 3 small children, after 8 months miserable captivity, I saw in the Newry, great with child, stripped naked, and ready to perish for want of relief.  
Then Mr. Fullerton of Loughgall, Rector, to whom Sir Phelsmy o Neale, owed at least six hundred pounds, upon mortgages, who though he and Mr. Aubry abovesaid, had his Pass and Convoy for their safe conduct, was paid that debt, by his paying his debt to Nature: for he at a bogs side was stripped, murdered, and left unburied. With this coin hath that flaming firebrand paid his debts, such cancelling of bonds must they all expect that traffic with the progeny of the Babilonish whore.  
Mrs. Fullerton with two children, and great with child, came to the Newry after eight months' imprisonment, with sevenscore women and children in her company, herself having not to hid her nakedness, nor no thing to keep her feet from the ground, but two pieces of a raw cow hid tied upon her feet with pieces of packthread, and what was more miserable, she was constrained to leave two of her children upon the mountains, to the mercy of their Father's murderers: judge now, you that tie your lives upon the prosperity of your infants, of the agonies of this distressed Gentlewoman, which made me call to mind that mination of God, Deut. 28, 56.57. The tender and delicate woman amongst you, which never would venture to set the sole of her foot on the ground (for the softness and tenderness) shall be grieved at her husband, that lieth in her bosom, and at her son, and at her daughter, and at her after birth (that shall come out between her feet) and at her children which she shall bear: for when all things lack, she shall eat them secretly, during the siege and straitnes where with thine enemies shall besiege thee in thy strong Cities.  
Mr. Matchett Minister of Maharafelt, was after long imprisonment and extreme hard usage, the Lord having given him the bread of tears, and ashes to drink, he being an aged and reverend Gentleman, was most cruelly murdered at Lieutenant Thurshies in the County of London-Derry, the Lieutenant and his wife being both Recusants, could not by any means or entreaties, either save or respite him from death, such favour found the English Papists amongst the Irish, and such find the English revolters with the Spaniard, between whom is as great correspondence, as between the Scotch and French Nations.  
Mr. Hudson, Minister or Desert Martin, after many troubles, and calamities, was taken from between two featherbeds, out of Mr. Chapels house, where that virtuous Gentle woman had long fed, and concealed him, but at length the Rebels gave a date to her charity to him, and to his life, for the Rebels in a most cruel and most barbarous manner murdered him.  
Mr. Campion of Kilowen, being at the battle of Ballemony, which the English in regard of the fatability of the day, call Blacke-Friday, having received a great overthrow, which in all possibility had been the loss of Colerane, and a dismal day to all the poor Protestants within it, had not God infatuated either the wisdom, or daunted the courage of those Rebels, under the command of Colkittoes' sons, there did this Gentleman seal his love to the Gospel with his blood, like Zuinglius in the head of his Company, honourably expiring amongst his slaughtered Brethren.  
In the same cause and manner was slain a Scottish Minister, (whose name I cannot remember, though I was then in the same County) who took his leave, and shown his love to the cause, (in which to their honours, that Nation is forwardly zealous) under the command of Colonel Archibald Steward, late Agent to the Earl of Antrym.  
Mr. Tudge Minister of the Newry, after long imprisonment, and many perfidious promises from the Lord Magenis, Sir Con Magenis, Governor of the Newry, and the rest, was with thirteen more, under a pretence to be exchanged for other prisoners at Downe-Patricke cruelly put to death, of which none but one Green a Tapster to Mr. Butterfield of the Newry escaped, ransoming his life for forty shillings: this Green brought me this Relation in May 1642. and as they were leading to their slaughter, the poor Gentleman called upon Sir Con Magenis for mercy, and performance of his promise; but the perfidious tyrant stopped his ears, to his and their complaints; upon which Mr. Tudge, in the bitterness of his soul desired God to require his blood at their hands, with these words of the Psalmist; (Judge and revenge my cause, O Lord) than he with his fellow Martyrs, taking the Communion in a little running water, in stead of the blood, and a piece of an oaten strowen, in stead of the body of their Saviour, commending themselves, and their vile bodies into his hands that was able to translate them into glory, yielded their lives to the stroke of the bloody executioners, by whom he was hanged: but Lieutenant Trever and his wife with some of the rest, which were divers were cut to pieces.  
Soon after, as all the English Inhabitants of that place often affirmed, Sir Con Magenis was by the strange judgement of God, strucken with a strong frenzy, running home to his own house on foot, the Lord taught him by the way, as Gideon taught the men of Succoth and Penuel, his clothes and skin being justly torn by the bushes and briers, in those uncouth ways his madness made choice of, raving on his death bed, Take away Tudge, take away Tudge, do you not see how he pursues me for his blood? in which desperate condition he died.  
Thus God made this Rebel and merciless beast, by the lash of his Divine Justice, acknowledge his transgression in taking away the lives of the innocent. The same Sir Con having besides innumerable other murders, at one time between Green Castle, and Carlingford, drowned sixty and eight Protestants, to which he had promised quarter, affirmed by Mr. Holland, who with some others, in a boat miraculously escaped to Dublin at that time, by which means he and the rest escaped from tasting Sir Cons holy water.  
Mr. Hastings Minister, endowed into a living of Mr. Fairfax being Schoolmaster in Ballisegart a house belonging to my honoured friend the virtuous Mrs. Clotworthy, for which deliverance after a grievous thraldom, my heart rejoiceth. Him they caused to swim in the Lough till he was drowned.  

Mr. Dorrah, my Lord Canlfields Chaplain killed.  
Mr. Fleming Minister of Clanfeckle, murdered.  
Mr. Mercer ●inster of Mulifr●…k, murdered.  
Mr. Burns Curate of Loughgilly, murdered.   
Mr. Bradlyes' Curate of Artray, Mr. New killed.  
Mr. Wilkingson of Clovins, killed at the Cavan, he coming to the Crosskeys Inn, desired a lodging, to whom an Irish mantendred himself, telling if he walked into the garden, he would provide him one, the innocent Gentleman was no sooner in the garden, but the Serpent betrayed him, ask him do you want a lodging? yes, replied he, I have says Judas provided you one, and with that drew his Skein, and struck him so violently on the head that his brains fell out: this lodging was intended for the whole Clergy, had not God miraculously defeated the purposes of these bloody helbounds; children whose mothers have sore breasts, do sometimes draw blood as well as milk, which makes me believe that the breasts of the Church of Rome, are sore, and full of corruption, that her children draw so much blood amongst their milk (if any) that they generally during their whole time thirst after it.  
Mr. Thomas Traford killed by the Rebels after quarter was promised.  
Mr. Mongommery hanged by the Rebels, he was of Dunamain Parish.  
Mr. Paulmaster that once lived at Carickfergus Minister there, (was as his wife informed me) hanged at his Church door.  
Mr. Flack of Fermannah, a Minister of special note, was with two of his sons taken out of Castle Crevenish, and also offered up to God as a sacrifice.  
Mr. Michart Berket of Salter's Town flying for safety with his wife, and seven small children to Carickfergus, where his wife, and all his poor children died most miserably for want of ordinary nourishment, himself being famished to the point of death, finding the pangs strong upon him, got leave to go into the Church of Carickfergus, where he had not long stayed, fitting himself for the reward promised to them that made their long robes white in the blood of the Lamb, to that land of Goshen, where they shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more, neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat, Rev. 7.16. did there departed this life.  

Mr. Griffin, All of Ardmah, and murdered by those blood suckers on the sixth of May.  
Mr. Bartly All of Ardmah, and murdered by those blood suckers on the sixth of May.  
Mr. Starkey Curate, All of Ardmah, and murdered by those blood suckers on the sixth of May.   
For about the fourth of May, as I take it, we put near forty of them to death upon the bridge of the Newry, amongst which, were two of the Pope's Pedlars, two Seminary Priests, in return of which, they slaughtered many prisoners in their custody, where of these three were part,  

Mr. Beverage a of Killa●…an, Ministers of the same County, were sufferers in this massacre.  
Mr. Robinson of Kilmoore, Ministers of the same County, were sufferes in this massacre.   
Mr. Lutfoot oof Castle Blany, tasted of the same mercy, being cruelly murdered.  
Romulus the first founder of that City, is feigned to be fostered by a Wolf, and was the murderer of his brother Rhemus, a presage of the cruelties should proceed from that foundation, certainly there was some blood (which is a great cementer) mingled in the mortar, for I am assured both the Empire, and Hierarchy, the temporal and anti-spirituall dignity, have been supported by cruel massacres, or bloody machinations, no act of hostility, conspiracy, treachery, murder, simony, or what ever is accounted detestable amongst mere moralists, but hath been columns to uphold that grand bawdy-house, wherein not only corporal whoredoms, but spiritual are tolerated, from thence was fined, and on the grindstone of Rome was this sacrificing knife ground that cruelly cut off these Martyrs. Thus have I showed the unhappiness of the Irish, who perchance are yet living, the happiness of them that are slain, but yet alive. Well did the Jews call the grave domus viventia, from thence did arise that life that assures us of the resurrecton to life, whereas the wicked man is accursed in his grave, Esay 14.19.  
These are but a remnant of them that could not escape the Rebel's tyranny or my intelligence: many more must needs suffer that never came my care, for the Inland Countries of whose passages I am not informed so credibly, I dare report it, must needs afford great slaughters being remote from those garrison Towns upon the coast, where many (God be praised) spared their lives.  
Besides these that were thus massacred, there died of the pestilent fever, who chief miscarried through poverty, famine, and succours in their sickness.  
The reverend, learned and famous Martyr Bedle Bishop of Kilmore, who suppported many distressed English, and was kept in restraint at Clowater, and died at Mr. S●rednies house after some five months' imprisonment, where like Paul, he spent his time in converting his jailors, making his prison his pulpit; wicked tyrants may bar God's people from the congregation of the righteous, but not God from the habitations of his people.  

M. Pierce Minister of the Lurgan at Carickfargus.  
Mr. Simon Chichester Minister of Belfast.  
Mr. Ducat Curate of Lisnigarvy.  


Mr. Redshaw Minister of Colerane.  
Mr. Collins Minister of Kilrae  
And three Ministers more, whose names I cannot learn, but was informed of their deaths by Anne Jackson, Francis Barnaby, and Wentworth Moulsworth that came from thence, and are now all in this City.  
Mr. Tailor of Carlingford.   All these died in Colerane.  
Mr. Chesman of Moninmoore Minister. All these died in Colerane.  
Mr. Winter of Astra Minister.  
Mr. Luke Astrie Minister of Ballekelly.  
Mr. Farwood Deane of Drummoore.  
Mr. Edward Stanhop Archdeacon.  
Mr. Backster of Kildallon died in Castle Crag.  
Mr. Edward Livesly.  
Mr. Erskin of Fermanah who took his sickness in Derry, but died in Scotland at Antrim.   
Captain John Kilner of Jaughen-vale, having a Commission from His Majesty's Commissioners for a foot Company, issued out in Decem. 1641. as also a Commission from the Lords Justices, to be Provost Marshal of the City and County of London-Derry, in both which, his son being a Minister, became his Lieutenant and Deputy, being a preaching Soldier, and a military Minister, who preached to his Soldiers when they were not in fight, and fought when he could not preach, showing at once his love to Christ, and hate to Antichrist, who having done exceeding good service, he being a forward and well qualified Gentleman, but striving above nature to show his zeal in that holy war, by many heats, colds, and other sufferings contracted that sickness which ended his days, having time to apply that Swanlike song of Paul, the second of Timothy, the 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. verses, which a legacy to his brethren, and cordial to himself, was his last anthem, But watch thou in all things: suffer adversity: do the work of an Evangelist: make thy Ministry fully known. For now I am ready to be offered, and the time of my departing is at hand. I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. For henceforth is laid up for me the Crown of righteousness, which the Lord the righteous Judge shall give me at that day, and not to me only, but to all them that love his appearing. I have seen a large certificate of his father's unparalled services, in which he ought to be a partner, as being an assistant, all which is subscribed under the hands of Sir John Vaughan, Knight, governor of the City of London-Derry, and one of the Privy Council of that Kingdom, Robert Thornton Major of that City, Henry Vaughan, Simon Pits, Henry Finch, Henry Osborne Aldermen.  
Mr. Newcomen Minister of Fawn, at Fawn.  
Mr. Richard Walker Minister of Lifford, at Lifford.  
Now you have seen Steven stoned, you shall see Peter and John, Paul and Silas in interiorem carcerem, you shall see Jeremiah in the stocks, Jer. 20.2. You shall behold Pashur putting him down into the dungeon with cords, where the poor Prophet is not only fast in prison, but in mire, Jer. 38.6. for as they held the Ministers the basest of men, so they provided for them the basest of prisons: should we return their cruelties, we should put their Priests and Jesuits into our common shores. ‛ Dignum pattella operculum, those not marked with the letter (T) for destruction, or on the lintels of whose doors the Angel had sprinkled the marks of deliverance, found the protraction of life a death; the taskmasters of Ireland, being more cruel than those of Egypt, and enjoining more cruel conditions; for what can be more horrid then for an Apostle, to be urged to be an Apostate, to be constrained to leave the way, the truth, and the life, to walk in the labyrinths of falsehood, and death? I shall show you some of the Lords captives in that Province.  
Mr. Archdeacon Price of Drumlane, Mr. Adam Watson of Kilshanar both of the County of Cavan, besieged in Castle Crag eight months, getting off by quarter.  
Mr. Creighton of Virginia kept in misery eleven months.  
Mr. Fitzgarret Minister, in hard and cruel restraint till the sixth of May 1642. who though a native, and next to the Primate of Armagh, a man of the greatest splendour for Urim and Thummim of that Nation.  
Mr. Boil of Carickmaharosse Minister, in bondage five months.  
Mr. Gil Minister of Killally of the County of Monahan imprisoned five months.  
Mr. Edward How Curate of Dartrie in bonds six weeks.  
Mr. Ferchar Parson of C●…nish County Fermanah two months.  
Mr. Francis Sympson of Kilmore, County Monahan imprisoned eight months.  
Mr. James Fethie Minister, kept in restraint eight months, having been preserved from famine by M. Fitzgarrets goodness, who for his County take found a little more cruel favour then other of his brethren.  
Mr. Bradly Minister of Artra, imprisoned eight months, being often brought out to be hanged, but next unto God preserved by the unmatchable goodness of Mrs. Chappel now in the City finding save from one friend raised up for her by Almighty God, a small return of that talon of charity, which she in those days of blood and famine extended to many, especially the Ministry, which sometimes brought her own life in hazard.  
Mr. Archdeacon Maxfield of Glaslough, or if you will Buchamon junior for his elegant, and smooth expressions in divine posies, kept in restraint by the Ovendens, half bothers to Nero junior. Sir Philomy o Neal nine months.  
A Scotch Minister, that after long imprisonment made a miraculous escape, with Lieutenant Smith, Lieutenant to Captain George Blunt of Montjoy, and some others in a small boat and oars, hackled out with their knives, over Lough Neaugh to Antrym, it being above twenty miles by water, in the Winter season, a dengerous passage: whose name I have forgotten, yet I heard him preach in Belfast, upon this portion of Scripture, Jer. 4.4. Thus we see as Antichrist strives to drowned, kill, and famish the elect, even so Christ by a Divine providence, sows up the mouths of these ravening elements, and preserves his own Paul in spite of the whistling Euroclydon, and angry Adriaticke, he shall have his Angel aboard, to bring him blessed tidings of his life and his companions, Act. 27.23. That passage of Esay 43.2. Fear not: for I have redeemed thee: I have called thee by thy name, thou art mine, when thou passest thorough the waters. I will be with thee, and thorough the floods, that they do not overflow thee, was fulfilled on these distressed escapers.  
Mr. George Cottingham Rector of Monahan was put into a close dungeon, where his frankiscense was the excrements of men in heaps, it being the dungeon belonging to the goal, where five days he was detained, obscured, living himself unrelieved with any kind of nourishment having his wife and four children in the same misery.  
Mr. Beale prisoner at Clowater, and in restraint nine months.  
Mr. Dennis Serreduie an Irish man, but a minister, still in restraint.  
Mr. Henry Steel minister of Clautubeit was the space of nine weeks sometimes in the dungeon, and sometimes in the gaol, having a young child to keep, not above a quarter old, which he cherished sometimes with milk, and sometimes with water out of a sucking bottle, that now those that wanted tongues or language to call for gengeance on these homicides, make their blood louder orators to implore justice, he was at last deprived of his child, himself being stripped, escaped to Dublin, where, and here he hath endured by the flux, and other sickness extreme misery.  
Mr. Dennison minister of Tedawnet, was stripped naked, and beaten worse the a Turkish gallyslave, lying naked in a ditch all night, and brought from thence to Monahan Castle, where he lay long half dead, and benumed. Thus is poor Joseph because he will not lie with Potiphars wife unjustly condemned to a miserable bondage, because we were betrothed to the Spouse of Christ, and would not mingle ourselves with the harlot of Rome, therefore is the lap of our garment (our profession) made our destruction. But these resolved martyrs though tempted with the beauty of that Romish Thais, upon a holy consideration, ponder joseph's consultation, and with that armed themselves against their temptations, and their own persecutions, saying with him, Gen. 39.89. Behold my master knoweth not what he hath in the house with me, but hath committed that he hath to mine hand, there is no man greater in this house than I: neither hath he kept any thing from me, but only thee, because thou art his wife, how then can I do this great wickedness, and so sin against God? mistake me not, I intent not to have that application hold in all the particulars, for I dare not derogate from God's presence, so will I not arrogate to our Ministry giving them any thing that may more honour them, then that which will be onerous to them (the weightiness of their charge) so great, that he is like unto Issacar, or so made. Thus far of the slaughters, deaths by the fever, and cruel thraldoms of the Ministry. I come now to render an account of such as I left in Carickfergus, Belfast, Newry, Lisnygarvy, and the neighbouring parts, in so unfathomed a misery as my plum and line is to light and short to express their indigencies.  

Mr. Cloggir of Dean Parish, Co. Cavan.  
Mr. Doctor Tate of Ballihaire, In Cavan.  
Mr. White of Kilmore. In Cavan.  
Mr. Moss of Newtowene in Fermanah.  
Mr. Commin of Clankee in the Co. of Cavan.  
Mr. Jenton signior Cou. Down.  
Mr. Jenton junior Coun. Antrim.  
Mr. Slack of Callee hill Cou. Cavan.  
Mr. Hudson of Belturbutt Co. Cavan.   
Mr. Henry Fethy, mr. James Fethy, mr. Lutefoot of Strangford, mr. Patrick Gar, thee three watson's the father, son and nephew, mr. Massy, mr. Jones, mr. Jues, and mr. Paul Read of Blackstaffe, both which were compelled to lead a horse and a car, with either hay or wood, for a groat or six pence a day to keep themselves from famishing, mr. Wilson of Enver, mr. John Dunbar, mr. George Lesly, mr. Andrew Law, mr. Craford, mr. Ogleby, mr. Laurence Tompson, mr. Durry of Ballimenah, mr. James Tracy, mr. Hardir, mr. Walter Lamont, mr. Jorrest of Dumagur, mr. Robert mc. Neal, mr. mc. Neale, mr. Dr. O Neale, mr. Veazy, mr. Major, mr. Backster, mr. Charles Vaughan; mr. Cade, mr. Hollana, mr. Dean Rhodes, mr. James Stewart of Garvahir, mr. David Roven of Redbay, mr. Nichol●s Todd, mr. John Michael of Ana Clowen, mr. Hugh mc. Lecinan late of Leakin-larke, mr. James Creighton, mr. James Melvin of Down-Patrick, mr. Johnson, mr. Fullerton, for distinction sake called red Fullerton, mr. Monopeny, mr. James Portus, mr. Downs, mr. James Downham, mr. Lambert, mr. Brooks, mr. Patrick Doncan, mr. Dr. Blare, mr. Joster, mr. Hamilton, mr. Travis mr. Thomas Stewart, mr. Bel, mr. Wallet, mr. Woodridge. These with some others that escaped like Jobs messengers to bring sad tidings of their brethren's deaths, but not intermits, and are now on the dunghills of calamity with holy Job, finding as ill comfort as comforters, and still hangs at the bloody and dry paps of the Church in Ireland, whence they can draw nothing but wind, and that may be heard from their full souls (though empty bellies) in their sighs and groans, the silent interpreters speaking sorrows, so that there needs no wind but that to overthrow their houses of clay.  
Now if you please survey with a commiserating eye those whose wearied steps, fainting bodies, and wounded souls, have repaired to the Bethesda of England for cure of their heartrending sorrows, where in all acknowledgements of grateful humility, some of them have found the Angel stirring the sovereign balm water of your charities to their relief, which many of the feebler sort, either through weakness of friends, abilities of expressions, or a selfe-killing modesty lie at the brink unremied to them, divine Charity open the doors of thy Physic, and Chirurgery, and into their bleeding wounds pour thy oil and thy wine, Samaritan-like eye the rob and bleeding Levite, pay thy penny for his present harbour, and promise for a slender remainder these undertake, Angelical virtue shall make thee be translated with Enoch or Eliahs in a fiery chariot, thy own immortality will guide thee to the preservation of us mortal men.  
Mr. Mors of Fermanah, and Parish of Rammullie after he had been rob, and stripped, was constrained being stark naked to carry his two children twelve miles upon his back, by which time she grew so surbated that his uxoriousness prevailed beyond his paternal love to his children, so in that a great agony of spirit, he was forced to leave the fruit to the mercy of the enemies, and to preserve the tree carried his wife above eight miles upon his back, they being both naked, Aeneas could not out pattern this affection to aged Anchises.  
From that Province are here under thy wings, as chickings fearing famine that predatory Kite, Mr. Richard Bu●rowes, Mr. Baker, Mr. George Walker, Mr. Bedle, Mr. Dr. Bayly of the Cou. Cavan, the two Sings of Ahaderick, the other of Dundalke; mr. John Freeman, mr. Hammond, mr. Bunburie, and as I hear his brother, mr. boil. m. Cottingham, mr. Nathaniel Draiton, mr. William Green, mr. Francis Sympson, mr. Gabreath, mr. Cohun, mr. Henry Steel, mr. Edward Carter, mr. Clerk, mr. Sempil, mr. Anthony, mr. Harrocks mr. Philip Tandy, mr. Tinly, mr. Richard Head, mr. Kean, mr. Bradley, my unworthy self, mr. James Reynolds, mr. Steere, mr. Leigh, mr. Diggery Holman, mr. Waterhouse. These stars show in the lower orb, of the higher, is that famous, learned, and studious engrosser of learning, the late Lord Primate or Ardamgh Usher, the fluent and elegant Seneca of Rapho, the solid and grave Buchworth of Deummoore, quick and Eagle eyed Sing of Cloyne. The learned, prompt, politic, and engine headed Bramhal of Derry. Lastly, one Clergy man more I find whose names sake promises a sudden termination of all our sorrows (without speedy succours) and that is Mr. Death, Minister of Seapatrick. Thus you find amongst the distressed Clergy, an Usher and a Voider, but no meat on their tables; these with their charges are fit objects for Dorcas to , the Sarepthan widow, or good Obadiahs to feed, and the Shunnamite to lodge, the prayers of which will revive thy dying or dead hopes, increase thy decaying store, being rain to thine inheritance, and restore thy hurt, maimed or dead issue. Lastly, as thou hast opened thy bowels of compassion, they shall open to thee the gate called beautiful, that leads into our elder Brother's Fathers, where are many mansions, for the poor for Christ, and of Christ's are janitores Coeli. And now I come to the two digressions specified before.  
The first digression is from the subject. With Mr. Fullerton was murdered Mr. Morgan Aubrey Esquire, and his man (who though no Minister) I have thought good to mention in regard of those many dear ties of love and friendship between us, to whose disastrous death I dedicate this tragic remembrance as a monument of his sufferings, and my sorrow, a Gentleman of an active, brave, and Roman spirit, whose breast was not only filled with pleasing flames of learned Poetry, but the more heroic fire of resolution, sweetly allayed with a modelt and well tempered disposition; a man that had merited as much from that laethe drinker Sir Phelomy O Neal, as a Gentleman could, having effectually negotiated for him in many particulars of consequence with the late Lord Strafford, to whose Countess he had been Gentleman usher, yet was he all engagements waved, betrayed by letters of safe conduct to a cruel and merciless but cherry, first stripping him, then killing him at a bogs side. But en his servant Henry Laurence (whom I have heard to be of a mighty stature and valour) a Warwickshire man, who by surprising one of the Rebels swords, having slain four or five before he was seized on, was showed that cruelty which was forborn to ravilliac the parricide of Henry the fourth, that Caelar of the the Flower du liz and was only exercised by Cambyses upon one of his unjust judges whose skin he flaied off, and nailed it to the tribunal, as a terror to his son that succeeded him, had but some of ours been made so exemplar, unjust votes had not laden our Kingdom with these bloody contestations. The Judges of Israel rid on their white Asses, to show I think as well their purity and innocency, as their patiented undergoing the insupportable weight of their callings; but it is feared some of them have not only cast off that integrity, but purity and constancy also, this Laurence after many wounds received, they flayed some part of him, and so left him cruelly murdered.  
The second digression is from the Province, but something adhering to the Subject. But above all barbarous, inhuman, heathenish, and unheard of murders, was that of Mrs. Smithson a minister's wife living at the Kilne of the Grange within four miles of Dublin, who being persuaded to return to her house, in hope to have the Communion cup, and a barrel of wheat given her, all which was promised by her satanical seducer, her poverty having made her too credulous, she went along with her maid servant, no sooner had they gotten this unfortunate Gentlewoman in their power, but they stripped her of her apparel, setting her naked a stride upon a lean jade, tying heavy weights at her heels, then with stripes forced they the horse to run through waters, and leap over ditches, and to travel in the most uneasy passages till they brought her into their army, that so they might not seek for any other then Papistical evidence of this their bestiality; this usage she had until her body was torn in a unheard of manner, feeding her with bread and water, which was rather afforded to protract the miseries they intended her then to preserve or reprieve a life, and when that her body could not any more be made a spectacle of their shame, she was restrained, where first they cut off one ear, boiled it, and rubbed it about her mouth, than the other, after that her nose, using them in the same manner, had Zopieus been here to have seen this picture in her face, he would have declined his notable resolution; at last they put out her eyes, and when they saw nature willing to ease her torments by dissolution, and that merciful death would set a period to their butcheries, they hanged her and her maid upon one bough, Her husband as before she went having used all possible persuasions to keep her from going, so used all manner of diligence to procure her return, after he perceived she had outstaied her intentions, bomplained to the State that she was gone to Justice Wolverstons, whose brother was then in Dublin (being both obstinate Papists) who being sent for to the State, and admonished of their jealousies of the woman's miscarriage, prevailed to be sent thither for her delivery and restoration, but finding her past recover, deserted Dublin, his estate which was great, and obedience which was little, and turned Rebel, which was no marvel; thus these cruel Benjamites for doubtless they were so in that other act of unseemliness, did not abuse the Concubine, but the virtuous wife of a Levite, the story of whose mangled and macerated carcase I transfer to the eleven Tribes of our English Israel, knowing they will conclude, having seen this sad and dismal spectacle, as they did, Judges 19.30. And all that saw it, said, there was no such thing done nor seen since the time that the children of Israel came up from the land of Egypt unto this day.  
Consider the matter, and consult and give sentence, then shall we all domestic intestines laid apart, join with Israel, to punish this damnable, and other facts of unpatterned cruelty like them in the 20. of Judges 48. then ye men of Israel returned unto the children of Benjamin, and smote them with the edge of the sword, from the men of the City unto the beasts and all that came to hand: also they set on fire all the Cities that they could come by, moreover the men of Israel swore in Mi●peh, saying, none of us shall give his daughter to the Benjamite, to wife: thus fa●re have I floated in the blood and brine, of the tribe of Levy, a subject so terrible that I could not but mingle my ink with tears for whom I close up to the tragical discourse with that lamentation of holy David for his friend jonathan, 2 Sam. 1.25.26. How were the mighty slain in the midst of the battle? O jonathan thou wast slain in thine high places. Woe is me for thee my brother jonathan: very kind hast thou been unto me; thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women: how are the mighty men overthrown, and the weapons of war destroyed.  
This martirologer of part of that Ministry, I was the rather induced to publish, in regard some calumnious tongues have charged the Irish English Clergy to adhere to the Romish faction and fictions, which had they done they had saved their lives and estates, with the loss of their souls, but they with holy Philpot have sealed their zeal to the Gospel, by the effusion of their bloods, confusion of estates, taking a miserable exile with john to Pathmos, where I hope God will reveal himself to them in their straightness to their comfort, and his glory, to whom be ascribed all honour, and glory, now and for evermore, Amen.  
FINIS.