The English-mans Advice ,
That all may leave to live in Sin ,
and truly Worship God ,
Least he in Anger do begin,
to scourge them with his Rod .
To the tune of, Young Phoen .
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M Ourn England , mourn, like one forlorn,
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thy Sins for Vengeance cry,
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And have approached to the Ears
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of him who lives on High:
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Who hath forwarn'd thee many times,
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by Messengers most strange,
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But thou wert of a stubborn heart,
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and would not from Sin change.
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Remember how in Sixty-five ,
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a Comet did appear,
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To many Thousands then alive,
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that Buried were that year:
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And when the hand of God was stay'd,
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the Pestilence quite gone,
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The thing that made them sore afraid,
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was little thought upon.
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Oh wicked stubborn-hearted Souls,
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that do from mercy flye,
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You'l cause yourselves for to condole,
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by your Iniquity:
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And then the Lord above was mov'd,
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by these your stubborn tricks,
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So he in anger you reprov'd,
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by Fire in Sixty-six .
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Which in a moment did destroy
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the Glory of the Nation,
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Your City, pride, and greatest joy,
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was turn'd to Desolation:
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Besides the Sword upon you came,
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and strangers did invade you,
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For all the Plague and fiery flame,
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none could from sin perswade you.
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And when the Lord above did see
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nothing could you reclaim,
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A bloody plot Rome did decree,
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to Papists lasting shame:
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The Fiends of Hell did then assist,
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this plot for to contrive,
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They thought for to do what they list,
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not one to leave alive
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That would not to their Idols bow,
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nor worship what they pleas'd,
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Through mercy we escap'd them, though
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the Land is still Diseas'd
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And pestered with a Romish Crew,
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whose actions are unjust,
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With them we know not what to do,
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for them we dare not trust.
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But hope that now our Parliament,
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will strive to ease our pain,
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And banish all our Discontent,
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wherein we do remain:
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Oh let the Heavens protect and keep,
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his Majesty from harm,
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Who now is with his Parliament,
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the Papist to alarum.
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And since with them he doth agree,
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as we desire he may,
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Then happy times we sure shall see,
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for which we long did pray:
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Let every Loyal Subject then,
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to Heaven send his petition,
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That God would bless poor English-men,
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and pitty their Condition.
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FINIS .
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