The maze: contrived, digested, and couched in these distinct subjects: representatives for these present times to admire: presidents for future ages to decline. 1. The traitors tryall. 2. The plaintiffs appeal. 3. The state-monkey, or, The disloyall favourite. 4. Pembrokes plea. 5. A cordiall for Britannicus, &c. 6. The old father lasher to the moderate. The senates ansvver to the Scotch chancelor. A funerall oration delivered at Darby-House. Animadversions upon the fourth section. Orderly marshall'd with these poems: 1. Castles catastrophes; or, Garrisons gaol-delivery. 2. Three state-tarriers coupled up with three tart satires.

CASTLES CATASTROPHE: OR GARRISONS GAOLE-DELIVERY. Down with BABEL.

Relliquiis belli civilis fungimur.— Pennigeris facimur Nidi▪—

DOwne with those aged Piles; whose ashes may Repair our ruines by their just decay: And in their faithlesse breasts retaine those Scars Inflicted on them by our civill wars. Down with those mounting Spires of Babylon; "England has lost the Style of Albion. Down with those Forts, those Garrisons of State, That to our civill Furies gave receipt; Silenus arched Grates, Triphonius Caves, Procrustes Cittadells, where forlorne Slaves Hatch'd their seditious brood.— Let not a Stone Witnesse to after-times what has been done. Here's work for Levellers! Diggers retire, Your delving earns you nothing; here is hire, With ruine to those Denns that lodg'd your foes: You see, my boyes, what way the world goes. And I could wish, my Lads, with all my heart, Cinque Ports were shut up too, that none migth start From our Antycira, this hatefull Isle Deep-dy'd in bloud, and varnished with guile; Till some for th' service they have done our King, Be sent to Heav'n for Presents in a string.

—Thus Children jeere their Parents, and contemne Those sumptuous Works which were contriv'd by them. A gracious prudent Age, when Sons appeare More politick then their Fore-fathers were. They rear, we raze; They build, and we pull down; They crown a King, and we unking a Crown. —But to those ruin'd Castles let's returne, And close their Ashes in Oblivions urne. When I by fatall Pomfract came, and found Those stately Structures levell'd with the ground, * 1.1With that ensabled Room, (where RICHARD's s'ed By thirsty Blood-hounds to be massacred,) Resolv'd to mouldred ashes, I drew near, Sending a Sigh fore-runner to a tear; And I appli'd it thus: If furies wing Fledg'd such revenge for murder of a King, What heavy vengeance may we thinke will fall Upon those Consuls of the Capitoll; Whose onely Councell has for eight years been Their Princes and his Off-springs ruining; Both Root and Branch: and with a long debate To strippe a King, and starve a phrentick State: Expunge the name of STUART and his race, To do their Office in a meaner place! Rufus affirm'd, Westminster was so smal, It seem'd a Parlour rather then an Hall To entertain a Prince: — Sure, liv'd he now He'd hold his Hall too short and narrow too For such a Shambles as Rebellions hand Has acted on the Sub••ects of our Land. So as should we fresh Martyrologies write, And make our Scene Westminster, 'twould affright Uninteressed hearts, and with a teare Inscribe this Mort— Aceldama stands here. — And yet these Rooks some protects have intended, Which at first sight deserve to be commended. What gorgeous Stables have they rear'd of late To beautify the ruines of a State!

Great Moguls Stables came far short of these For Ordure and Equestrian rarities. The Church (Camp-like) for disci line may vaunt Ne're any one more truly militant. Duke Humphrey too with his late-hunger'd Guests, May now invite whole Legions to their feasts: So as those starved Greeks that us'd to stand For a receipt of Almes at our hand, Want now a Marble Pillar for a stay: Bob-tail and Crop-eare have more room then they. "No Annalls nor Records since Jessees time "Can shew Cribbs, Racks nor Mangers more divine. So as, though Forts and Garrisons appears Impal'd with ashes, and imbath'd in teares, Our Stables are so stable, as no Nation Assum'd such strength on such a strange foundation. I would advise you then to be content, Ye braving Towers late from your Ground-work rent; Since sacred Phanes and Temples in your view Are raz'd, defac'd and split as well as you. This may be here presented as we passe Ith'fractures of our Statues and our glass. No; ancient Houses of their Armes are rest, An Omen that our Gentry should be left To a Plebeian Power: which were unmeet That Bodies should be guided by the Feet: Which closeth with our Capitols consent; But just is Heav'n such Furies to prevent: And to convert our purple Tragedy To Comick Scenes.— Thrice blest Catastrophe! —But lets look back, and take a serious view Of hazards past and those that may ensue. —Is not this strange, such action should be done By any Kilderkin of Huntington? Is Barme so full of Spirit? Yes, I've heard That Heere long would pull Great Turk by th' Beard; Recover Palestina with his men, Translate th' Metropolis to Hierusalem;

Possesse him of his Throne: and with his sight Put all his Janizaries to that affright, As they should have more reason to complain Of General Cromwell then of Tamberlain. Ha's vow'd besides, his Officers shall be Such sharers in a Turkish Emperie, As like brave Epicurians they shall feast And be invested petty Kings at least. Their Sanhedrin and Councell of Estate Should guided be as Englands was of late; And by same Principles which they held here, If our grand Sophies knew but what they were. Admire this, State-Usurpers! Do but eye This Corkie Bottle how it mounts on high And foams with fury! — Eye this English Jew What Plots he brews with his rebellious crue! How Molehills or'epeer Mountains! Envious Brakes Incroach on Cedars, and their Stations takes! To see a Ship steer'd by a prosperous gale And sudddenly retarded by a Whale Or fish of some vast bulk, were such a thing As this repulse deserv'd no marvelling: But for a Remora to stay her course, Her gallant Port can brook no Pirate worse. Reflect on this: — Where is he would have thought That to a State such ruine should be brought. By a meer barmy Beetle! Or that he Should raze the title of a Monarchy, Supplant Religion, pull our Temples down, And make a Subject, Rebell to a Crown! Prodigious valour! Brutus falls asleep VVhen he should play the Guardian and keep His Country from such Tyrants. —So sleep still Till these Horse-leaches sate their boundlesse fill VVith civil gore: and like Cyrcaean Elves Close up their Chaps with feeding on themselves. England is full of blood, though much be spilt, And by Phlebotomy must purge her guilt.

The way for to secure a State from stain Is by an artfull hand to breath a vein: Not that Basilica vena lately toucht, Strain'd from a Stemme perfidiously boucht: Peruse our antient Stories ore and ore "The like State-cure was never known before. States are like Trees; the Bole must needs decay When th' Top-branch's lopt too near, or cut away.

Notes

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  Richard 2. cru∣elly murdred by Sir Piers of Exton and his Complices.