EUBULUS. OR A Free and Loyal DISCOURSE. TO His Sacred MAJESTY, BY One of His most faithful SUBIECTS.  
Anno M.DC.LX.   

To HIS SACRED MAJESTY.  
HEavens darling, charles, great Britains joy,  
The neighbour world's surprise and wonder,  
Whose patience hath all wrongs brought under,  
And prayers could all plots destroy;  
Whose kingdoms long have been the Stage  
Of madness, and rebellious rage;  
Deign, with a lowly look, to red  
His zeal who from the baltic Isles  
( oppressed with neighbour force the whiles)  
To Heaven did, praying for Thee, pled.   


1  
HE that from all Eternity,  
Was ever in himself most blessed,  
Great, glorious, mighty, wise and just,  
And shall the same for ever be:  
He that to Time a day did lend,  
And set the Term when it shall end;  
That shall the world in ashes bury:  
He that the happy Angels made  
To sing his praise, and laid the pride  
Of Divels in Dungeons in his fury.   

2  
He that could with a word create,  
This All so glorious in our sight,  
That out of darkness could draw light,  
And to the Sea her limits set:  
He, whose( even meanest) works are wonders,  
Whose look is lightning, words are thunders,  
Who Heaven doth roll, Earth's center shakes:  
He that of dust frail man did frame,  
To bear his Image, bless his Name,  
And pleasure in his Creatures takes.   

3  
He that the Seasons doth dispense,  
Makes fertile fields and barren wombs,  
That shall rouse Tyrants from their Tombs,  
With flames their faults to recompense:  
He by whom Kings are more then men,  
That casts down and sets up again:  
He that of Sheep-hooks sceptres makes:  
He that for Prince and Peoples sins,  
With judgments at his Church begins,  
His Children never quiter forsakes.   

4  
He that is only wise and just,  
Who laughs all human wit to scorn:  
He that provides for the unborn,  
And lays proud greatness in low dust;  
To punish sin and peoples pride,  
Whose fullness casts his fear aside;  
To follow sense( as we have done,)  
When wickedness is at the height,  
His heavy hand full sore doth light,  
On those that such strange courses run.   

5  
Great charles thy patience proves this true,  
How States with changes tossed are,  
And Crowns are crushed in civil War:  
When Treason dare her deeds avow:  
When bold Rebellion breaketh out  
In armed bands, and madly stout,  
Shakes off all fear of God and Man:  
When people dare a right pretend  
To kerb their King, their crimes defend,  
At these thy sufferings first began.   

6  
A heavy Tempest of Heavens wrath,  
Now long hath tossed thy troubled state,  
First setting Kingdoms at debate,  
Where force doomed innocence to death,  
While might made right, and loyalty  
Was treason in the highest degree;  
While to be honest was a crime;  
While schismatics and Sectaries,  
More knaves then fools, preached tales and lies  
To guile the simplo serve the time.   

7  
When proud sedition gave the Law,  
And banished justice left the Land;  
When force had got the upperhand,  
And tyranny the sword did draw  
To kill the Just, and made a prey  
Of all that did not like their way;  
When Temples were to stables turned;  
When to serve God, and love the King,  
Did undelayed ruin bring;  
When Rogues did rule and good men mourned.   

8  
whilst mutin'd members did conspire  
Against the head, and day was night;  
whilst right was wrong, and black was white,  
Hell blowing up seditions fire;  
whilst God's pure worship was defaced,  
His Messengers deposed, disgraced,  
Or martyred for the truth they preached;  
While Racks and Gibbets did proclaim  
The danger to invoke his name,  
And heresy the height had reached.   

9  
Where poor seduced souls were lead,  
In by-paths to Despair and Death,  
By the infected stinking breath  
Of Priests, who them with poison fed:  
When Moses Chair, was made the Stool  
Of wickedness; the Church, a School  
Of Schism to check the Lord's anointed:  
When Sacraments were banished quiter,  
And every Coblar claimed a right  
To preach the Gospel, as appointed.   

10  
When private interest and pride,  
cloaked with false zeal, by furies driven,  
Pretended still the right of Heaven,  
wronged in their cause, with them would side.  
When( O what wickedness!) a few,  
The Levites tongues and people drew,  
To blame thy Sire, and bind his hands,  
And in a blessed Reformation,  
stirred up the strength of either Nation,  
To violate His just Commands.   

11  
When servants( bought) their trust betrayed,  
And Judas like their Master sold;  
When insolence grew madly bold,  
And poor plain-dealing lurked afraid;  
When wealth was sought by hook and crook;  
When Rascals from the rich men took  
Their well got substance, with pretence,  
They were Delinquents, Royalists,  
And underhand did charles assist,  
whilst no such zeal was their offence.   

12  
When Jack and Tom, now Cor'nels made,  
Leaving the Needle and the awl,  
Had learned to look big in the Hall,  
When they were with Commissions clad  
To press the Peers, the people plague,  
Whose patience still must bear and beg;  
As burdens daily did increase,  
whilst liberty was still pretended,  
But slavery was the thing intended,  
And Fines refined did never cease.   

13  
When those familiar spirits, Spies,  
Did haunt each honest man and house,  
And first in free discourse broke loose  
T'accuse the times and then tell lies;  
When friends and neighbours durst not meet  
Without suspicion in full street,  
And conversation was debarred;  
When looks were censured, words were wrest,  
Thoughts judged, where nothing was expressed,  
What Inquisition was so hard?   

14  
Old Fable tells a pretty Tale,  
The Danes about to choose a King,  
When interest did great disputes bring,  
Most voices must at last prevail,  
The first thing that came in the room,  
Should be invested in the Crown,  
Be what it would( Chance sent a Dog,)  
Him they received; and England so  
cried up a Cur, who did o'rthrow  
All Rights and ruled like a Rogue.   

15  
But 't was the goodness of our God,  
That did thy Sacred Person save,  
When Rebels swords had digged thy Grave,  
And made thee seek thy home abroad;  
Till that unlucky Viprous brood,  
That had imbrew'd the Lands in blood,  
Did fall a biting one another;  
And he that did thy life preserve  
For better daies, doth yet reserve  
Blessings for thee, these wrongs to smother.   

16  
He that in all these Civil broils,  
From Rebels fury rescued thee,  
Still to preserve a Royalty,  
Though thy just cause had many foils;  
Would thereby teach thee not to trust  
To th' arm of flesh, which is but dust;  
And men whose hands and hearts do fail,  
When fear or interest, wife and friends,  
Preach they should have no other ends,  
But hold the party doth prevail.   

17  
That Storm( thanks be to God) is past,  
The Clouds are cleared, the Day doth smile,  
Though we have been oppressed a while,  
Our prayers have prevailed at last;  
And though our sins deserved more,  
God's Mercy infinite in store,  
Hath whipped us with a Fathers hand;  
We were a wicked generation,  
Deserving utter extirpation,  
And to be spewed out of the Land.   

18  
That Hydra which thy Lands did wast,  
Lies choked in his stinking gore;  
Thy people whom his fury tore,  
Now sing to see their sorrows past;  
Thy sight to them new life doth lend,  
Their prayers do thy steps attend;  
Heavens hear their wishes all for thee,  
Their loyal hearts just hopes do raise  
Of happy haltionian daies,  
In thy blessed Reign and Life to see.   

19  
The Spirit of deceit and lies,  
Which cunning knaves did long profess,  
The weaker vulgar to possess,  
And warranted their villainies;  
Is now departed from those men,  
That durst God's Oracles profane,  
To make him Complice of their crimes;  
Though his long patience let them preach  
Schism, nonsense, and Allegiance breach,  
Yet did his soul abhor the times.   

20  
While Piety pretended most  
The Clergies greatness to reform,  
Which raised the sad and woeful storm,  
That so much Christian blood hath cost,  
Power was the point of their ambition,  
Who aiming at a high condition,  
involved the Church and State in blood;  
And that they might their ends attain,  
Did Heaven and holy things profane,  
Yet ne'er could reached do what they would.   

21  
Now those black birds of night are fled,  
The stinking Harpies, whose foul claws  
Did slain God's Altars, tore thy Laws,  
Lurk in dark holes of light afraid:  
Those black mouthed Curs that barked late,  
The mastiff guards of monstrous State,  
The Lions look hath frighted so,  
They see no safety here for them,  
Their consciences their deeds condemn,  
And they to Hell will headlong go.   

22  
The Fogs are cleared that choked late  
The soundest Subjects wholesome breath,  
Whose honest bosoms drew in death  
From poisoned air the steem of State,  
whilst all thy Courts corrupted were,  
And Justice Seat was made a snare  
T' entrap the harmless innocent,  
Now in thy long wished happy Reign  
Astrëa shall return again,  
And Honesty from banishment.   

23  
The judgments of our God are just,  
And we had merited far more,  
But 't was his mercy that forbore  
To plague our Riot, Pride, and Lust.  
Both Prince and People, Church and State,  
Had forfeit in offences great,  
lulled in a Lethargy of sin.  
All what we dreamed or did desire,  
Did but add fuel to that fire  
We raised, to fall ourselves therein.   

24  
And since his mercy did forbear,  
The measure of our faults to pay;  
The down of thine approaching day,  
Hath struck these Baals Priests with fear,  
No counterfeit Enthousiasts,  
Whose gifts but with their yawning lasts,  
Have dared to whean or sigh among us;  
Their words drawn out with feigned groans  
And tears, to take the simplo ones,  
Have no more charms nor power to wrong us.   

25  
Rise then, fair Sun, from that dark Cloud,  
Which did eclipse thy growing light,  
And shine in virtues glory bright,  
Great charles, our hope of whom we're proud,  
Let Justice lead by Clemency,  
Thy Cabin counsellors still be,  
To cherish virtue, punish 'vice;  
So shall thy greatness gain the name  
Of Just, and spread thy noble famed,  
As far as Suns do set and rise.   

26  
Now Palms thy Palaces shall deck,  
And Olives bind thy sacred brows;  
The furthest Clims that Titan knows,  
To thee shall Suppliants direct,  
And beg thy Subjects they may be,  
Their faith engage, take Laws from thee,  
And in their Fanes thy statues raise:  
While Britain blessed in thine abode,  
Shall laugh at all the World abroad,  
To see at home new golden daies.   

27  
To thee God's Priests shall prostrate come,  
Who late in silent sighs did mourn,  
T'injoy their prayers glad return;  
Since Heavens have haply brought thee home,  
The altars of true hearts now smoke  
With thanks and praise, while they invoke  
His holy name to bless thy Reign;  
And now their wishes crave no more,  
But that the God whom all adore,  
May long thy lawful power maintain.   

28  
Now peace and plenty in our land,  
Shall make the furrows flow with gold,  
The hills and dales our flocks shall fold;  
Our clothes in heaps laid on the strand,  
Shall fraught whole Fleets to foreign shores,  
Where all the World our woll adores,  
And for them change their richest ware;  
Our Ships the Oceans back shal plough  
Till Neptune groan, to make him know  
Thou art the only sovereign there.   

29  
The Worlds fast and vast continent,  
Divided in strange Colonies,  
In Empires, States and Monarchies,  
With jars and factions torn and rent,  
Shall fear thy force and mighty power,  
Not knowing whom thou'l first devour,  
If once thine anger kindled be;  
And to prevent their ruin sure,  
Shall strive who may be first secure,  
By begging of thine amity.   

30  
When neighbour Kings fall at debate,  
In Battels ranged their cause to pled;  
Before the fields see any dead,  
Thy wisdom shall their rage abate,  
And reconcile their rancune so,  
That both shall to thy verdict owe  
Their Crowns, and what they do possess;  
The Heathen hearing but thy name,  
Shall on their Altars grave the same,  
And worship thee whom Heavens bless.   

31  
Now shall thy World-divided Isle  
Boast of more fair and happy daies,  
Then those where Titan's hotter rays  
Of Spices smell, on Pearls do smile:  
Thy gracious influence, shall give  
Religion vigour to revive,  
And raise up honour from the dust:  
By thee our Rights shall be maintained,  
Our Goods restored which force detained,  
And Power shall be no more unjust.   

32  
Religion rent in rags, and torn  
By Schisms, fanatic fools and knaves,  
Who sought to keep the people slaves,  
And made God's service Gospels scorn;  
Now begging thy protection comes,  
When bells do ring in stead of Drums;  
And Prayers incense needs no matches,  
Nor pikes, to push her forward zeal,  
For she to Heaven did still appeal,  
In midst of all her guards and watches.   

33  
The poor oppressed Innocent,  
Who for their Loyalty did smart,  
And must with lands and livings part  
To save their lives in banishment;  
Whose goods were seized as they fled,  
Their wives and children beggars made;  
Themselves for hunger starved abroad,  
Now by thy Justice hope to be,  
restored to lands and liberty,  
And praying for thee, praise our God.   

34  
Heavens now have changed the times; and men  
That change with times, have changed their notes;  
Those that spewed gull from pois'ned throats,  
Now sing thy praises loud again.  
Can greater glory gilled a Prince?  
Or greater shane his foes convince;  
Then when those mouths that cursed him late,  
Now pray for his prosperity,  
And give themselves, themselves the ly?  
No Conquest ever was so great.   

35  
Great charles, who from the glorious Race  
Of Gathel draws thy long descent,  
Which hundred and ten Kings hath lent  
To Fergus Throne thy stem to grace;  
Fear thou that God by whom Kings reign,  
Thy Subjects shall fear thee again;  
And he that did the Heavens frame,  
Though he hath curbed thine ancestors,  
And us, for their great sins and ours,  
On thine shall fix the Diadem.   

36  
And as Heavens favour hath more free  
shined on thy Throne then other States,  
Which foreign force, homebred debates,  
Have changed from what they wont to be;  
Since sceptres have transferred been  
To strangers, as all lands have seen,  
And Royal razes rooted out;  
Adore that power by whom Kings reign,  
Fear him, his worship pure maintain;  
So shall thy life be blessed, ne'er doubt.   

37  
Let now thy care and study be,  
The Church to purge of Sects and Schism,  
The Court of 'vice and Atheism;  
And Justice Seats of Bribery;  
Let vagabonds and idle men,  
Betake them to their Trades again,  
And by their honest labours live;  
Who will not work, ought not to eat,  
Drones must not feed on others sweat,  
The Law must them their measure give.   

38  
Kings are from God for blessings given,  
Not only people to command,  
But to be fathers to the Land,  
By love to make all things go even;  
And when their Children do transgress  
In misdemeanours, more or less,  
With wisdom weighing the offence,  
To measure out the punishment,  
Or pardon, when they do repent,  
Their power such favour may dispense.   

39  
Kings are called Gods on earth, and why?  
Not that their bodies more then men  
Of heavenly substance point out them:  
No, they are mortal, born to die.  
'tis that great Justice that doths hine  
In him, whom God by choice divine,  
Hath marked out above the rest  
To sway the sceptre, draw the sword,  
God's image fair, the sovereign Lord,  
Whom Might and Majesty invest.   

40  
'tis not a Crown that makes a King,  
That but decores his sacred head,  
A mark of sovereignty and dread,  
'tis love that doth obedience bring;  
The sceptre doth but show his power,  
His Justice doth confirm it more,  
And keeps his Subjects in just awe;  
By which his people plainly see  
That God hath set him up, to be  
His lieutenant, the speaking Law.   

41  
The fear that doth from love proceed,  
When Mercy doth with Justice reign,  
And Kings their Subjects rights maintain,  
A reverence in their hearts doth breed;  
And is a guard more strong by far,  
Then armed Bands of Men of War,  
Which are but marks of Majesty;  
For love alone secureth States,  
And Kings may sleep with open gates,  
Whose Subjects hearts their Watch-men be.   

42  
As God hath set the King on high,  
And put the Helm into his hand  
To steer the State, and steadfast stand  
In storms where unseen dangers ly,  
That he may keep a constant course,  
wisdom as needful is as force,  
And knowledge given him from above,  
If he do always meditate  
That study of the Sea of State,  
His voyage prosperous shall prove.   

43  
As knowledge doth a King become,  
And maketh him most like his Maker;  
Yet to make him of Heaven partaker,  
'tis zeal that must accomplish him.  
True piety a Prince commends,  
A fiery squadron him defends,  
That makes his God his help and hope,  
No fierce nor fraud his conscience fears,  
His countenance a calm still bears,  
Whose ears to great and small are ope.   

44  
As lights on high, looks upward draw,  
So Princes lives are patterns made,  
To those that sit in lower shade,  
Who take example for a law:  
No Precept hath such power o'er men,  
To follow virtue's path, as when  
They see their King that rout doth hold;  
The Country imitates the Court  
In fashions, faults, in life and sport,  
And great mens scapes makes meaner bold.   

45  
But that which most takes Subjects hearts,  
Whose service doth expect reward,  
Is when the King hath a regard  
To loyalty and just deserts;  
When by his bounty he excites,  
The courage of aspiring sp'rites  
To serve his person and the State;  
His hand must not be shut, yet free  
From lavish prodigality,  
Which doth vast Treasures dissipate.   

46  
Nor is that all, for men of merit,  
His favour must advance them higher,  
Valour new honours doth require,  
And wisdom place t' employ the spirit;  
When these two Pillars do support  
The Royal Throne, then 'tis a Fort,  
A citadel of sure defence;  
No foreign force, nor home-bred jars,  
Can shake it in the storm of Wars;  
Such Bulwa●ks beat all harm from thence.   

47  
When virtue guards the Regal Throne,  
And Justice holds the balance even,  
When each one hath true measure given;  
And persons are not looked upon,  
Where favour doth not free the great,  
Nor power oppress the low estate,  
When poor and rich are heard alike;  
When the stern Judge that reads the Laws,  
Sees not the party but the cause,  
And freely doth by sentence strike.   

48  
Sire, now that God hath given you power  
To vindicate those injuries,  
That Traitors, Rebels, Sectaries  
heaped up, your people to devour:  
Let your great mercy pardon all  
Who prostrate at your feet do fall,  
Or punish with deserved rods;  
Some have been blinded, some were knaves,  
Those Heaven unto your Justice leaves;  
But clemency makes Kings like Gods▪   

49  
To pardon is a princes glory,  
When crimes are capable of grace;  
If wickedness do right outface,  
Then Laws must strike, though he be sorry.  
Our Saviour's mildred example prayed,  
It might not to their charge be laid,  
Whose ignorance doomed him to die;  
Those that 'gainst thee have forfeit most,  
Are in their own souls judgement lost,  
And from thy mercy's reach will fly.   

50  
Though in that Royal Race and Role,  
Of thy most glorious ancestors,  
Whose meekness moderate their powers,  
And Clemency famed doth extol;  
The number doth exceed compare  
Of any Kings that ever were:  
Yet none doth match thy blessed Sire,  
His grace and mercy was so great,  
That as his soul all sin did hate,  
No sinner's death he did desire.   

51  
Thy life, great charles, in thine exile,  
Hath taught thee by experience,  
Thy Royal favours to dispense;  
On whom to frown, and where to smile,  
To judge of merit, service prise,  
Know men, and see with clearer eyes,  
Then those that take all things on trust,  
From others hearing and report,  
Whose lies are oft rewarded for't,  
And make the King do things unjust.   

52  
From that foul poison that doth work  
On Princes, more then private men,  
And of all greatness is the bane,  
Though in fair show it slily lurk,  
The Heavens preserve thy sacred ears,  
From sycophants and flatterers,  
Who seek to rise by others fall;  
In choice of Favourites be wise,  
( If you'l have any) vulgar eyes  
By them will scan your actions all.   

53  
Since he who was your only trust,  
Hath heard your prayers, and the vows  
Of those whose honesty Heaven knows,  
Whose wishes still for you were just;  
Since naked hearts have called you home,  
And Armies not as Ushers come  
To strew your way with slaughtered bones:  
Sire, thank that God that loved you so,  
That he a smother way did show,  
In shouts of joy to turn our groans.   

54  
That shane and fear have influence  
On men and times, none will deny,  
Since these are Touch-stones that do try  
The weak and worthy conscience:  
Even in the height of our disorders,  
When faith seemed banished from our borders,  
And but small hopes appeared for thee,  
Great charles, thy matchless constancy,  
Did find a fast integrity  
In some that longed thy face to see.   

55  
Our prayers, hopes and all our wishes,  
Heaven knows, did still reflect on thee,  
As the most precious Legacy  
He left( his people) whom time blesses:  
Go on, great King, God shall thee guide,  
His Providence that did provide  
For thee, in deep of our despair,  
Shall led thee in that glorious way  
Of Kings that his just power obey,  
And all thy ruined Rights-repair.   

56  
Thrice happy is that Land, that sees  
Her sceptre swayed by such a Prince,  
Whose life doth wickedness convince,  
Whose person with his place agrees;  
Such have our wishes found in thee,  
Great charles, by Heavens preserved, to be  
Our blessing, glory and defender,  
May we prove thankful people then  
To God, and pay to thee again  
Th' obedience we are bound to render.   

57  
Heavens grant thee holy David's zeal,  
His valour and prosperity,  
In Wars success and victory,  
Their Oracles to thee reveal,  
The wisdom of his glorious son,  
And make thee Britains Salomon;  
With honour crown thy sacred head;  
Bless all thy great and good designs,  
And make thy Coffers flowing Mines,  
That all the Earth thy power may dread.   

58  
May Sea and Land thy Laws obey,  
When in thine own or Allies quarrel,  
Thy Standards do the fields apparel,  
And Armies make for Justice way:  
Protect thy friends from force and wrong,  
Restore what's ravished by the strong,  
And render every one his own;  
Let not thy kinsmen be oppressed,  
But see their injuries redressed,  
And pull usurping greatness down.   

59  
In God's pure worship keep us free  
From Innovations( Faith's defender)  
Mens consciences are weak and tender,  
belief will not constrained be:  
Let Church-men keep within their spheres,  
And meddle with no State affairs;  
But preach as their profession binds them,  
Repentance, zeal, obedience  
To God and King, who can dispense  
His favours to them as he finds them.   

7  
So shall all happiness attend  
Thy gracious and long-wished reign;  
Heavens blessings, like a fruitful rain,  
Upon thy person shall descend;  
Plenty and peace shall fill thy Lands,  
Thy Subjects love thy just commands,  
While thou defend'st the Church and State;  
And all the neighbour World shall learn,  
Their different duties to discern,  
To charles the Good and charles the Great.   
VIVAT REX.   

Auxilio solius Dei.  
DEvicto Sueco, Fionia recepta, haec sacrabat Vota Regi Suo Potentissimo Carolo II, Magnae Britanniae Monarchae, Ottoniae Fionum.  
G. L. Scotus.