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The true Protestants humble Desires to the Kings most
excellent Majesty. Or, Protestant-like Propositions for His Majesties perusall, tending to a safe and
well-grounded Peace. With a Commination or Chorus of the People
against those that desire it not.

1 THat your Majesty will be pleased to signe
To nothing that may after cause
All former Statutes to decline,
And grate our Fundamentall Lawes.
And your good Subjects shall daily pray,
God preserve your Majesty.

2 That your Majesty would never let
The Scottish Government be erected,
For feare, lest when their Lawes we get,
We with their treasons be infected.

3 That your Majesty would never give
The staffe out of your hand againe;
For though as slaves we will not live,
Yet we will have a Soveraigne.

4 That your Majesty, as you are sworne,
Would maintain the Church in that good state,
As your Forefathers did it adorne,
And hath been taken away of late.

5 That your Majesty would graciously please
To hearken to none would innovate,
For so we shall nere cure our old disease,
Occasioned by riots intemperate.

6 That your Majesty would please once more
The simple people to instate
With the Common Prayer Book, as before;
They are not for extempore prate.

7 That your Majesty would not yeeld,
Your friends, who venturd their state and lives,
Fighting for your honour in the field,
Should be cut off, as their Enemy strives.

8 That your Majesty would please nere to admit
Any Committees, the plague of the Nation,
Who (while like Censors) in chairs they do sit,
Do wrack the poor Commons in grievous fashion

9 That your gracious Majesty would abhorre
The thought, to consent your Sisters Sonne,
Brave Rupert should die, for maintaining a warre,
Ar every good Subject ought to have done.

10 That your Ma. would please that famous Newcastle
Whose religion makes not his loyalty less:
Who once for you even with Mavors did wrastle,
May not lose his lands, be it he did transgresse.

11 That your Majesty woud make Jockey to pay
Interest on interest for that vast sum of gold
Which he took for your person, but the other day
When you to your better Subjects were sold.

12 That your Majesty would please, though we hate superstitions,
Yet we may have one religion or other,
Any thing but that of the English Precisians,
And that of Jockeys our most deare Brother.

13 That your Majest. wil please to have your old
That is now behind for many years past,
Due to be paid by your Parliament,
Who are bound upon bond, to pay you at last.

14 That your Maj. wil please again, when you get
Your ships into your own hand, as you ought,
Officers in them more trusty to set,
Then those who assented for coine to be caught.

15 That your Maj. wil please to give him his due
That late hath infranchizd you from your con-finement,
He deserves honor, that hath so helped you,
Both in his own person, and by his designement.

16 That your M. would please the lands two eys
Now dimd may be restord to their old wont,
I mean the two famous Universities,
And we not mistake a bason for a Font.

17 That your Majesty would please to call
A Synod, a body of learned men,
For ours in four yeares have done nothing at all,
We are not the better for their purse, nor their pen

18 That your Maje. would please to send for the Prince,
To avoid the imputation that some
Cast on him, who say, he on purpose went hence
Himself to ingratiate with the See of Rome.

19. That your Majestie would please to send for your Spouse,
Who in France like a Turtle forsaken doth moan,
She cannot the least disturb either house,
If she will, then why do not they lie alone,

20. That your Majestie would please by a Declaration
The deluded Commons to undeceive,
That you hate the acts of the Irish Nation,
Contrary to that some would have them believe.

21. That your Majestie would please nere to hearken to those
That would have the Lawes in English translated
So we may have bald Rime for verie good Prose,
And have our calamities still propagated.

22 That your M. would turn daies of humiliation
And our daies of thanks for we know not what:
With our strange Fast-daies for perturbation,
For those which the Service-Book still pointeth at

23 We beseech your Majestie all qualifications
Not heard of but lately, all negative swearing,
All Protestations and foule Abjurations
May never be licenct againe to have hearing.

These things, great Sir, if you please to afford,
We shall have a safe and well-grounded peace,
All this is allowable by Gods holy Word,
& if observd, may occasion our weal to increase.
And your good Subjects shall daily pray,
God preserve your Majesty.

A Comination to be confirmed
By a Chorus of the people.

SInce that by Gods Command, we may
Curse those that doe the truth betray,
Let us take up our curse and say,
Cursed be he that hates the King,
And would his State to ruine bring,
And scornes to be wedded with a Ring.
And all the people say Amen.

Cursed be he the Queen that hates,
And gainst the Privie Counsell prates,
And doth delight to cause debates.
And let all the people say Amen.

Cursed be he is Enemie
Unto our harmelesse Liturgie,
And to the Bishops Hierarchie.
And let all the people say Amen.

Curst with a horrid curse be he,
That would have the Scottish Presbytrie
For to take root in Britanie.
And let all the people say Amen.

Cursed be he that with hand and heart
Doth not take the Armies part
Gainst those that would our Lawes subvert.
And let all the people say Amen.

Cursed be he, or they, or all,
Wish not his Majestie in White-hall,
As great as ever before his fall.
And let all the people say Amen,

Cursed be he would not the Queen
Should once more with her Lord be seen,
And in that pomp she once hath been.
And let all the people say Amen.

Cursed be he doth not desire
The Prince from France should now retire,
For to behold his King and Syre.
And let all the people say Amen.

Cursed be he that doth not use
All meanes that may a peace produce,
And doth to lend his aid refuse.
And let all the people say Amen.

Cursed be all Inscendiaries,
Schismaticks, and Sectaries,
And all Inventors of new Fegaries.
And let all the people say Amen.

Cursed be he that doth not pray
The Excize may quite be taken away,
And all Traytors to come to decay.
And let all the people say Amen.


FINIS.
Anno 1647.

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