Divine glimpses of a maiden muse being various meditations and epigrams on several subjects : with a probable cure of our present epidemical malady if the means be not too long neglected / by Chr. Clobery ...

Angliae Omen.

OH stupid England! how hath S. befool'd thee, Not to give ear to what thy G. hath told thee? But to F. P. thou willingly canst hearken, Which will (I fear) thy brightest glory darken. E. and D. fight (like fools) by J. deceived To make S. sport; unless by G. relieved. G. chalk'd thee out a way: yet thou refusest Therein to walk; his mercies thou abusest; Pervert'st the means of grace to schism and faction; Wrest'st profer'd peace into perverse distraction. P. B. is spil'd, whence P. in mirth exceedeth, Whil'st P. spoyls P. the heart of C. C. bleedeth: And thou still glorying in thy shame abidest; Sweet mercies scornest; judgments fierce deridest: Exceed'st in pride, oppression, blood, and thieving, Excess, and bold profaneness: never grieving For all thy horrid acts, whose exclamation Rings up to Heav'n, and croaks thy desolation: For which thy crimes, one of these are attending, Thy soon repentance, or thy latter ending.