Englands Rejoicing for the Parliaments Return, Poem
Englands reioycing for the PARLIAMENTS RETVRNE. DECLARING THE KINGDOMES HAPpinesse in their Councells, and their Iustice in their Consultations against Papists, Arminiasme, and Popish Superstition.
Composed by IOHN BOND, Cantabrid. St. Iohns Coll.
London, Printed by F. L. for T. Bates, and are to bee sold at his shop in the old Bail…y 1641.
England's reioycing for the Parliaments returne. DECLARING The Kingdomes happinesse in their Councells, and their Iustice in their Consultations against Papists, Arminianisme and Popish superstition.
WElcome ye Starres of England, whose bright beames
Doth us illuminate, with the full streames
Of Iustice, In whose sacred Brow we scan
The height of equitie; and truth of man.
Whose Splendor doe so radiantly appeare
Like fixed Starres within our Hemispheare
And if the exub'rance of a word may swell
So high, that Angells may be said to dwell
Within your councells: Nothing sure can be
Distill'd from you but meere Divinity.
But stay! why doe my sawcy pen transgresse
'Gainst modesty, in striving to expresse
Your Panygericke, which the hearts of men
Cannot conceive enough: How dare I then
Presume audaciously now to expresse
In you, renowned England's happinesse?
Pardon (greate worthies!) pardon my poore Muse
Which (while all other Poet's doe refuse
This taske) ambitious only is to bee
In painting forth your sweet solemnity
In your recesse how ev'ry heart did pray,
Praying enquire, enquiring wish the day
Of your returne and now you doe fulfill
Their expectation, and God's holy will.
Me thinkes I see each Subiect strive to come
And then endeavour you to welcome home
VntoUnto your sacred councell; once begun,
And ever shining as the splendent Sun.
Blessed Astr…a …aignes within your minds:
Within your hearts and constancie there finds
A pious habitacle: firme faith now show's
Your blest intent, and pietie your brow's
'Tis your returne, that makes our hearts to move
With great alacritie, and greater love.
'Tis your returne that makes men to rejoyce
And caroll forth their joy's with heavenly voice
Tis your returne, that causeth us to singe
Encomiums as from the Muses spring.
'Tis your returne, that doth infuse my Quill
With Poetrie, as from Parnassus Hill.
And whatsoe're we doe, 'tis your returne
That causeth all our hearts in ioy to burne.
For as Monopolers did heretofore
Triumph, yet by your Iustice they deplore
Their sad disastruous fortune: and the while
Truth under your protection rightly smile
When Bishops did exult, and made the poore
Too servile, who their Lordships did adore
Those, who did strive to trample o're the Crowne
By your true Iustice are all tumbled downe.
And Iudges likewise (by whose false command
Extortion raigned ev'n throughout this land)
By your heav'n-guided councells, and great power
Doe most deservedly suspect the Tower.
But England doe not labour any more
Of these incendiaries, as before.
Proceed, renowned Worthyes, then proceed
And what in action is, perfect in deed.
For (loe!) the Kingdome wholly doth depend
On you: who doe it piously defend.
Behold, the Pope doth quake at your returne,
And mourning feares, and fearing still doth mourne
Which may he still continue, till he lyes
Ship-wrack, in mourning, and so mourning dyes!
Behold! the Papists tremble, and doe feare
Extreamely, and soe sinke into dispaire.
Which may they sinke into! For now I hope
No more respect shall be given to the Pope.
Behold! Armineans tumble every where
And now are struck with repercussive feare.
Which may they still be struck with! For I doubt
They'l be expell'd, and banished without.
Behold! The Priests of Baal, Atheists
And Iesuites, with other Popish Priests
Lament their fortunes: for in you they see
Nothing but Iustice, and true equitie.
You have deliv'red us from all the hands
Of these, and more, yea from the Devills bands.
We will not therefore so ungratefull seeme
Your sacred Iustice e're to dis-esteeme:
But to extoll, and celebrate your fames
And pious honours, as perpetuall names,
Which never shall be out of memorie
Razed, but kept unto eternity:
Witnesse those prayers, which we dayly make,
For your security, and councell's s…ke.
Each man prepares his mirth, each man salutes
Your blest returne, and each man disputes
Of your renowned equity, which finds
An habitation in all severall minds.
This land triumphs in you alone (great Peeres.)
Who have absolved us from all our feares.
Oh let the Sun-shine of your vertues then
Illustrate all the joyfull hearts of men!
And let the influence of your great power
The Gospell's mortall enemies devoure.
For your securitie we dayly pray
That true Religion never may decay
But re-erected by your equitie
May flourish to all perpetuitie.
And that the Church of God may never more
Be dis-respected still as heretofore.
But govern'd by your consultations
May shine throughout all other Nations.
Thus doe all things by you securely stand,
And thus all things doe flourish in our land.
By you the branches of Relig'on grow,
By you the Rivers of the Gospell flow.
In you we doe receive a blessed station,
In you we have a heav'nly contemplation.
With you true Iustice flourisheth aright.
With you and good Relig'on shineth bright.
From you this Iland doe receive a blisse
From you, a blessing, not a Iudas kisse.
To you be therefore glory, and great praise
To you we yeeld the Olive, and the Bayse.
By, in, with, from you we receive all joy:
To you be Honour: which you shall enjoy.
Vestra Deus dirigat concilia.
FINIS.
End of the text · John Bond, Englands Rejoicing for the Parliaments Return (1641)