C R The true way to a safe and sudden Peace, propounded by the well-affected to the CITY and kingdom.  
ENGLAND, an island, may well admit to be compared unto a Ship, and would ever float▪ were it not for its two main Anchors, RELIGION, and the laws: the bulck and rigging, are the People; the Gang, the governors; and the King PILOT.  
Near seven years since, was pressed a new crew of mariners: these were not long me●, but (to do something to be talked of) they would needs clap the Pilot under Hatches, slip the main Cables, and to Sea.  
Now (if all be well thought on) 'tis no wonder that this island should have undergone such shocks, such dangers; when only a long Voyage was decreed, no Port propounded. We were once whirled into the midst of the Red Sea, deep in blood: upon promise of better things, Providence then brought us off.  
But behold us (a back-sliding Generation, and gainsaying People) now once more at the brink of those bitter Waters, and even all ready to perish, such are our miseries, such is our distress; but is their no hopes left? no remedy? Yes▪ let us unanimously, unfeignedly, and severely repent us of all our sins, (peculiarly those of Rebelion) to GOD and our KING: (which we must confess too) and be of good courage; the Boyghs are still above Water, records of our RELIGION and laws to be yet found.  
Oh then, you of the Gang, Parliament-men, Fairfax, Mayor, and Aldermen of this city, massy▪ Poyntz, and the rest that should govern: be not ashamed to endeavour the salvation of your own souls (by a public acknowledgement of your mistakes and errou●●) and the preservation of the blood of many thousands, persons innocent (in order to this war) who will (if it proceed) certainly fall by it.  
Break up the H●tches, call on the KING in mercy, and be confident, he will be as truly joyous to guide, and conduct you to your lost Anchors, as the man now drowning to recover the wished Shore.  
The People (with Hi● most Gracious MAJESTY) will not only pass an Act of Oblivion, and attribute all our past-Sufferings to mis●understandings, believing you meant better. But rather remember that you have now saved us from Fire, Famine, and the Sword.  
And as for you gallant Apprentices, go on in your honest Petition, go on in the Name of the God of PEACE, and prosper: never leaving till you have procured the men now in authority, to humble themselves, as Subjects should unto their KING, desiring him (by that abundance of love which he hath ever professed unto his People) in wisdom, to enrerpose and (by the right of his sceptre) take up, the differences now on foot. This done, know Fairfax dares not but be honest; and you will so make this, and after Generations for ever bless you▪ which that God in his mercy may effect, is the hearty Prayers of him who conjures you to assure yourselves that, no King, no Peace, no happiness.  Fiat iustitia quanquam ipse periam.  

Printed at London 1647.