glosings may appeare for comly garments, but they are
nothing worth because they cover knavery
But the Lord Generall is drawing nigh him, who no doubt
will give him a drench answerable to his disease, and purge him
of that hydropicall humour that hath sweld him from a Taylor
to a Cornet, and from a Cornet to a ground Signior amongst
the Levellers able in his thoughts to conquer Parliament and
Army, with no longer a weapon then a Spanish Needle.
There is a very strong report of one Mr. Thetwell, and two
more who are said to be slaine in Buxelis in high Brabant, but I
give it as report; but this for certaine, there are a crew of combined
Royalists divided into divers Countries, who have bound
themselves by Oath to murder all such Gentlemen who shall
be imployed from the Parliament to those parts; I could wish
there might be much caution used by such who engage others,
and are engaged themselves upon those forraigne and too apparently
desperate affaires.
I cannot but looke upon our weekly Tel-tales as the greatest
enemies the Nation hath, who by their lyes and forgeries abuse
both Parliament and people, telling them pretty tales
whilst they pick their pockets; but chiefly in that they lye by
Authority making the Parliament both Authors and protectors
of their falshoods; for the fuctre I request them into
truths, and that they straine not so far for sables to sill up their
illiterate sheets else I vow to strip them nake [unr], and set them at
the publique ring for all to hisse at.
[unr] that hath common reason that 120 horse should take
I hundred as were a[unr] with Armes and resoluion as themselves? yet this
is crv'd up for Parliament newes, and we must receive it; the miracle was done in
Scotland, but the greatest miracle was done in England, to perswade us to beleeve'
it; the truth is, these was heating up of Horse Quarters belonging to the Northern
Forces now in agitation for their King, and [unr] were taken but farre beneath the
aforesaid [unr]; yet let me tell the dejected Royallist, that if he expects a hand
from Scotland to help him up againe it will prove a broken reed. Indeed there are
saire shewes from Denmarke, and the Queen of Sweden, but all is not gold that
glisters; only I will leave a little hope for poore Cab to hang by. Famine, and the
death of Cattell in the North-ne and other parts growes daily into extreames,
God in mercy avert his Judgement.
When Truth's obsour'd and sinneth Sunshine stands,
Heavens leaden hooves thenurnes to Iron bands.
The Author desires (because he could not meer with his friend Mr. Jennings to
procure his Imprinator, and the Presse requiring haste) that he may passe the streets
this weeke without offence, and the next weeke you shall see him in state, strutting
by authority.
FINIS.