Mrs. Parliament her invitation of Mrs. London, to a Thankesgiving dinner.: For the great and mighty victorie, which Mr. Horton obtained over Major Powell in Wales. Their discourse, desires, designes, as you may heare from their own mouthes. Munday 29 of May, in the eight yeare of the reigne of our soveraigne Lady Parliament. ...

Enter Mrs. London, and Mrs. Common-Councell.

Mrs. London.

NOW, our good Lord be thanked for this great Vi∣ctory, which the Righteous under the Command of that holy Saint Morton, have obtained over the wicked, under the Command of those Reprobates, Poyer, Powell and Langhorne.

Mrs. Com. Couns.

'Twas a happie Providence my dear Si∣ster, and much to be admired amongst the Saints, for this will prove the animation of our owne party, and the discouraging of our enemies those pagan Cavaliers, who now begin to take armes, and to fall foule on the people of the Lord.

Mrs. Lond.

Very true Sister, who would have thought of this new distemper, or that our honourable Sister Mrs. Par∣liament, who was arrived to the very highest pitch of honour and said to her selfe, J sit like a Queene, and shall know no sor∣row, should on the sudden become wretchedly miserable, she whom a Nation courted, offering their lives and estates at her feet, and maintained her for the space of seaven yeares, in open Rebellion and Disloyalty against her head and Husband, she that imagined her selfe so sure, that no humane strength could shake her, is now become in a manner desolate.

Like to a Whore, both old, and evill growne, Shee hated is, and pittied by none.

Enter Mrs. Militia a Malignant.

Mrs. Mil.

Hell take this everlasting Parliament, or rather, this incorrigible Iunto, what a tossing to and fro they make of me; the King my true and onely Master must not Com∣mand me, (because forsooth) like another Minerva, the fate of new Troy, as once that of the old consists in me, Mrs. Par∣liament who hath commanded me this seaven yeares (the De∣vill take her for it) is now woed by Mrs. London to part with me, and let her another while injoy me; this she hath (but to her great cost) obtained, and now;

As at the first, a Royall Prince did owne me, His Power layd by, seaven yeares the world hath known me.

A three pil'd Bawd, to Mrs. Parliament; Now Mrs. Londons; Cuckolds bee content.

Mrs. Lond.

Looke Sister, yonders that malignant Dame, Mrs. Militia, muttering to herselfe against Mrs. Parliament, O 'tis a notable Scold and of such force, that shee is able to breake open yron barri••ado'd gates, to stand an Army and tosse huge Cities in the Ayre, but J have purchas'd her of Mrs. Parliament, with a round summe of money, and the truth is, that godly woman, is altogether swayed by Gold, she will do nothing for me without greating i'the fist.

Mrs. Com. Coun.

Tis very true, experientia docet, for my part had I the money once J freely parted with, mov'd with my sister Parliaments pious words, I'de be advised ere I gave it away, but I hope well of her, and that with us, she is a Saint by calling; how does Mrs. Militia.

Mrs. Mil.

Sick sick at heart, of the very same disease, that is now so catching, the Pox, the Plague, and all those cruell malladies Pandora brought on earth to ruine men though all conjoyn'd in one, are not so mischievous.

Mrs. Coun.

What disease Mrs. Militia.

Mrs. Mil.

Why? Its called Parliament, the same that hath murdered so many thousands of loyall English subjects, this

Mrs. Truth, her Speaker (pro Tempore) well knowes, who for her honour hath busied himself, to raise an Anagram, on her name, and to anex an Epigram thereto, 'tis this.