%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A Loyal / CONGRATULATION / To the Right Honourable, / Anthony, Earl of Shaftsbury: / Upon the Disappointment of his, the King and Kingdoms Enemies, / By the Loyal Grand Jurie's Finding the Bill against him IGNORAMUS. / In a short POEM. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1681-1681 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/30/2012 32258

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R36488 SIR, as I in a Melancholly Mood, / Upon the Bank of our Fam'd River, stood, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 135121 A Loyal / CONGRATULATION / To the Right Honourable, / Anthony, Earl of Shaftsbury: / Upon the Disappointment of his, the King and Kingdoms Enemies, / By the Loyal Grand Jurie's Finding the Bill against him IGNORAMUS. / In a short POEM. A Loyal CONGRATULATION To the Right Honourable, Anthony, Earl of Shaftsbury: Upon the Disappointment of his, the King and Kingdoms Enemies, By the Loyal Grand Jurie's Finding the Bill against him IGNORAMUS. In a short POEM. A Loyal CONGRATULATION To the Right Honorable, Anthony, Earl of Shaftesbury: Upon the Disappointment of his, the King and Kingdom's Enemies, By the Loyal Grand Jury's Finding the Bill against him IGNORAMUS. In a short POEM. 1681-1681 Charles Leigh

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SIR, as I in a Melancholly Mood, Upon the Bank of our Famd River, stood, Seeing the Wherries passing too and fro, And marking how the Tides did Ebb and Flow; How flowing high, the Waters washt the Wall Of our Dread Sovereigns Royal Court, White-Hall: How, when they Ebbd and left the Kingly House, They naked left the Strand, the Mud and Ouse; What pains men took who Rowd against the Tide, How easily the Boats did with it glide. Methought I saw within this Watry Glass, The Image of our Times oft-Changing Face, Which did my Melancholy Thoughts relieve, And that Times Tide would turn, some Hopes did give. My Lord, The World and I do see it now, The swelling Tide begins to turn with You; The God who flowing Waters doth Command, Sets them a Period, and then bids them Stand, Doth with his Power the Tydes of Malice bound, Lest men with Waters or with Rage be Drownd. Your Foes, whose Rage but now swelld to the Brink, With Shame return, discovering as they sink, The Filthy Bottom and the Stinking Mud That lay unseen under the Rolling Flood. What Horrid Arts do Politicians use? For Intrest Law and Gospel will abuse; How they can Traytors Hug, and Villains Love, When Malice would some Obstacle remove! They care not if their Instruments be Damnd, The King, and all the World besides, be Shammd, When their Design to bring about they hope, A Popish Successor, with him a Pope, For you my Lord theyd laid a desperate Snare, With Malice, Wicked Industry and Care; With Cunning Arts of a Soul-Damning Sin, They thought they for your Life had laid their Gin, Their Traps Discoverd, and themselves fall in. Fools not to know, there can be no Defence Against a Righteous God and Innocence. But Sir, they aimd not at your Life alone, More must have fallen when that you were gone, Theyd first remove the Nations Prop and Stay, Then take Religion and our Laws away; Bring in the Pope and Arbitrary Sway. But God lookt down and saw the deep Design, And by Good Angels broke their Snares like twine: A Jury which upon Record shall stand, As worthy Patriots who had savd their Land; Who by False Oaths would never be Trapannd. O! Let their Names for er Recorded be, And let them shine bright to Posterity: For Precedents hereafter theyl be shown, For Wisdom and their upright Justice known, A long time after we are dead and gone. Who by your Fall alone did think to Lame us, Will Curse, Damn and cry out on IGNORAMUS.
Let their black Mouths be with damnd Curses filld, And let them still on false Foundations Build; Let them with Ballads, and with Pamphlets fill The Town, ere they reach You, your Fame to Kill; Let them with their Poetick Malice swell, Falsly apply the Story, known so well, Of Absalom, and of Achitophel; You need not care, for Heavn has turned the Tyde, And he himself appeared on your side: For which, I fear, some Wretch, whose Mouth is bigg With Blasphemy, will boldly call him WHIGG; And if it were within their impious Power, Swear him from Heavn, and hold him in the TOWER. All that with you, do for Religion stand, Who wish that Peace, may still flow in this Land, Who truly Love the King, and Government, Tho they stand up for Rights of PARLIAMENT, Who spawn no PLOTS, whom no Affronts can move, Who tho much urgd, will never Rebels prove, Who do no Loyalty or Duty want, And every true unbiassd PROTESTANT, Have by the Factious Scriblers of the Times, Been still accusd of Black and Traytrous Crimes; And if a Man speak Sence, or Law, or Reason, They call him Whigg, and to his Charge lay TREASON. Methinks the Factious now their Tricks should cease, Who by all ways, strive to disturb our Peace, Tho tis in Vain, and they discoverd have been, Yet will they try their old Shams ore agen; Almighty Mony, Justice doth invade, And PERJURY becomes a gainful Trade: They Loose their End, and cant the people move, Who Love the KING, and will not Rebels prove, They hopd you Loyal, and did it believe, The Popes Masqud Creatures, could not all deceive: That you are Lovd, you now may well perceive, So many Joyful Fires, shewd their Content, That you have Loyal provd and Innocent, For which great Sir, great in your Vertue now, All Loyal Hearts with Me, rejoyce for You, And if you could converse them, You would find In these few Lines, the numerous Loyals Mind. They Love You only, because You prove good, And that your Loyalty they understood: Therefore all those who Mournd the Doleful Fate, Do your Deliverance now Congratulate, Finding you a Sound Member of the State. And may the King to s Favour you restore, And s Royal Beams upon you Shine once more, May Envy fly, your Enemies be Shamd And no more PLOTS of State be ever framd; May CHARLES long Reign with Glory and Renown, Peace and Religion our Blest Nation Crown, That we once more may see those Days again When CHARLES restord, first over us did Reign.
FINIS. LONDON, Printed for Charles Leigh, 1681.