Hume hath remarked of these stanzas, "that the truth of the sentiment, rather than the elegance of the expression, renders them very pathetic."-See his History, 1763, 4to, vol. v. pp. 437. 442, which is no bad comment upon them.-These are almost the only verses known of Charles's composition. Indeed, a little poem, On a Quiet Conscience, printed in the Poetical Calendar, 1763, vol. viii., is attributed to King Charles I.; being reprinted from a thin 8vo, published by Nahum Tate, called "Miscellanea Sacra, or Poems on Divine and Moral Subjects." GREAT Monarch of the world, from whose power springs The potency and power of kings, Record the royal woe my suffering sings. And teach my tongue, that ever did confine 5 10 Are those that owe my bounty for their bread. 15 They raise a war, and christen it THE CAUSE, Tyranny bears the title of taxation, 20 My loyal subjects, who in this bad season Attend me (by the law of God and reason,) The church of England doth all factions foster, Extempore excludes the Paternoster. The Presbyter and Independent seed Springs with broad blades. To make religion bleed 35 The corner stone's misplac'd by every pavier : My royal consort, from whose fruitful womb 40 45 With my own power my majesty they wound, In the king's name the king himself's uncrown'd : With propositions daily they enchant 50 But for refusal they devour my thrones, 55 I fear they'll force me to make bread of stones. My life they prize at such a slender rate That in my absence they draw bills of hate, 60 But, sacred Saviour, with thy words I woo 65 Such as thou know'st do not know what they do. For since they from their Lord are so disjointed, How can they prize the power of his anointed? Yet, though we perish, BLESS THIS CHURCH and STate. 70 XIV. The Sale of Rebellious House-hold Stuff. This sarcastic exultation of triumphant loyalty is printed from an old black-letter copy in the Pepys Collection, corrected by two others, one of which is preserved in "A choice collection of 120 loyal songs," &c. 1684, 12mo. To the tune of Old Simon the king. REBELLION hath broken up house, Will you buy any bacon-flitches, Here's a pair of bellows and tongs, And for a small matter I'll sell ye 'um ; I had thought to have given them once They are consecrate to the church; 5 10 15 20 20 So I'll give them unto some quire, Here's a couple of stools for sale, Of the RUMP fell down to the ground. Which should have made clean the floor, Here's the beesom of Reformation, But it swept out the wealth of the nation, 25 39 35 And left us dirt good store. Will you buy the states spinning-wheel, 40 But better it had stood still, For now it has spun a fair thread. 45 Says old Simon, &c. Here's a glyster-pipe well try'd, Which was made of a butcher's stump,1 And has been safely apply'd To cure the colds of the rump. peace Here's a lump of Pilgrims-Salve, Says old Simon, &c. Here's a roll of the states tobacco, If any good fellow will take it; No Virginia had e'er such a smack-o, And I'll tell you how they did make it : 50 55 Alluding probably to Major-General Harrison, a butcher's son, who assisted Cromwell in turning out the Long Parliament, April 20, 1653. VOL. II. E 50 THE SALE OF REBELLIOUS HOUSE-HOLD STUFF. "Tis th' Engagement and Covenant cookt Up with the Abjuration oath ; And many of them, that have took't, Yet the ashes may happily serve To cure the scab of the nation, 60 65 70 Will you buy the RUMP's great saddle, And here is the bitt and the bridle, 75 And curb of Dissimulation: And here's the trunk-hose of the RUMP, With an Independent smock. 80 And a Presbyterian jump, Says old Simon, &c. Will you buy a Conscience oft turn'd, But Hell will buy that if the worst is. Wherein is the fat of the Rumpers, Says old Simon, &c. Here's the purse of the public faith; 85 90 Here's the model of the Sequestration, When the old wives upon their good troth, Lent thimbles to ruine the nation. Ver. 86. This was a cant name given to Cromwell's wife by the Royalists, though her name was Elizabeth. She was taxed with exchanging the kitchen-stuff for the candles used in the Protector's household, &c. See Gent. Mag. for March, 1788, p. 242. |