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Reader, mistake not what my

warmth express'd,

Tumult I hate, licentiousness detest;

Yet sure that nation which so much delights
In Magna Charta, and the Bill of Rights;
Who taught by sad experience CHARLES and
JAMES,

That Law and Freedom are no empty names;
Ought to have risen with the purest zeal,
And made unfeeling Superstition feel;
Driven Bigotry to native holes and caves,
Prevented Martyrs from untimely graves;

And thundered in the crosier'd butcher's ear, That MARY and her PHILIP both might hear, BRITONS ARE FREE, AND NEVER WILL BE

SLAVES!

When EDWARD's death left MARY England's Queen,

JANE GREY, unfortunate, (and less to blame Than they who, tempted by Ambition's shene, O'erruled her to assume the regal name);

For their default who taught her to aspire,
Fell victim with her husband and his sire.†

* The Lord Guildford Dudley.

Spanish

+ The Duke of Northumberland was beheaded on Tower-hill, with Palmer and Gates, his associates. "The executioner," writes

a French

Spanish Prince PHILIP Wrote our Queen a letter,

Saying he wish'd for such a wife,

Swearing he lov'd her more than life:

Not mentioning he loved the English crown much better.

When landed on our coast, we're told,

He drew his sword with action bold;

Nor sheath'd it, even when Southampton's Mayor
At meeting knelt, and made an humble prayer,
That PHILIP Wou'd assume the township's keys,
Who, without speaking, stood at ease;
Like a tired soldier after a review,

As if our condescension was his due.

Ah! little did the great ELIZA think,

(Who then was peeping thro' some cloister'd chink),

How, at a future time, she'd give a banging

To that same PHILIP, who so proud,

Stood sword in hand among the crowd,

And heard with nonchalance the Mayor's haranging.

a French Priest, "wore a white apron, and little children gathered

up the blood which fell through the slits of the scaffold."

VOYAGES DE PERLIN.-Vide ANDREWS.

Ah!

Ah! little thought IBERIA's nation,

How Britain's wou'd, in days now come, Oppose of Spain's worst foe the usurpation, And list their patriots with an English drum.

What British feelings were at PHILIP's coming,
By way of respite from my own humdrumming,
I'll give in couplets written at the time;
By which you'll know,

That years ago,

Politic reasons were express'd in rhyme.

SAMPLES OF CLERICAL POETRY IN QUEEN MARY'S REIGN.

Verses on the Marriage of PHILIP and MARY.*

BY WHITE, BISHOP OF LINCOLN.

THE devil, that old enemy to mankind,
Strives to prevent, tho' to it God's inclined,

That MARY, England's Queen, should join her hands,

To Spanish PHILIP, in hymeneal bands.

Against the match, with the dark prince of night, The helpless Scots and timrous French unite,

* Vide Fox's Book of Martyrs.

With these hell's prelates join Caiaphas' race;
Eight married fathers, void of heavenly grace,
JOHN DUDLEY, WYATT, and rebellious KENT,
With GRAY Conspired the marriage to prevent.
But that the nuptials should performed be,
CESAR and FLANDERS vow'd, and Italy,
Catholic bishops, and with these comply
Five holy fathers, for their sanctity

In fetters bound; the senate of the nation,
And all true Catholics in ev'ry station;
Lords, Commons, learned, ignorant, and we,
'Cause God himself doth thereunto agree.
When PHILIP and Queen MARY shall be joined,
Their blood its wonted course shall run refined.

PARODY ON THE ABOVE,
BY WAY OF ANSWER.

BY THE BISHOP OF NORWICH.

THAT MARY should to Spanish PHILIP wed,
And England's glory be extirpated;
The devil wills, jointly with him agree

All Flanders, Italy, and Germany,

CAIAPHAS

CAIAPHAS' race, the mitred company
Of popish bishops,-five for impiety

In prison cast. But God's extended arm

Kindly supports us, and averts the harm,
He nills the match, gives England liberty.
With him the warlike Scots and French agree,
Eight married in the Lord; and DUDLEY, you
Foreboding dismal things, the marriage view,
The sanate nills.-Brave WYATT doth espoue,
With pious zeal, his country's injured cause;
With him GREY and the Kentish folks comply,
Either to gain their liberty or die!

Then say, what profits will the Spanish King,
Having wedded MARY, to the English bring?

Altho' I am not tired of my task,

Yet you may be of reading, then take breath;
And suffer me with due respect to ask,
Wou'd'nt you rather quit this reign,
Of credit lost and tyrant gain,

To read the golden days of great ELIZABETH.

It

may

be first as well to say,

That MARY chanced to die one day ;*

Mary wrote and published several devout Pieces and Letters.

CATALOGUE OF ROYAL AUTHORS.

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