GENERALL MASSEYES Bartholomew-Fairings FOR Collonell POYNTZ, AND THE LONDON Reformadoes.
TWas then, when as the name of Maſſeys Force,
Call'd all the idle Reformad's to Horſe.
And drew the Bacon-eating Cavaliers,
(By the convenient Handle of their eares)
To leave their pot and pipe behind, and come:
(Their Calve-skin Breeches turn'd into a Drumme)
T'out-ſtinke our ſtreets at London, when as I
(Being guilty found of too much honeſty)
By two Malignants was, Conſcience and Reaſon,
Betray'd t'an act of Vertue, then call'd Treaſon:
His brother Poyntz was ſtrait inform'd, a youth,
With goodly goggel eyes and large wry mouth,
2 Is ſent for me, — He knocks at Doore:
Who's there,
A Friend:
Duns I defye you all. Come neere!
The word ſcarce ſpoke, there comes one ruſhing in,
With a jolly red Noſe, his Buffe was o'th' ſame skin:
What could one think this was? a monſtrous creature
buried in pearles alive, whoſe Viſage Nature
Broach'd i'th' wrong place; Faith, I took't for a Man
(Boldly I muſt confeſſe) and thus began:
What wouldſt thou Friend what brought thee to this place
He anſwers me from th' other ſide of his face;
You are a Tub-man Sir, and Rebel wee
Are ſent to fetch you to a new Armie.
Good words my Friend if you or I muſt bee
A Rebel, I ſome hope of Comfort ſee.
Your Mouth doth juſt i'th' hanging poſture ſtand:
With that his Brows fierce briſtles ſtartled, and
I yield up Sir, Ile goe along with you:
Walke on;
Nay leave me in the Chamber though,
Good Lord, you are ſo complemental,
Downe,
We go and both matcht up into the Towne:
And which way now?
Nay good Sir keepe the Wall
Excuſe me Sir;
Nay as I live you ſhall
Why 'tis the windy ſide, and credit mee
Your ſtrong perfumes make my head ake.
Thus wee
Marcht to the Round-Hall; wher being ſtraight let in
3 Such company, ſuch ſmoake, ſuch ſtincke, ſuch dinne.
Such ſwearing did ſalute mee, that I fell
On wondring how wee came alive to Hell:
For this could be no leſſe; on every ſide
Such ſawcer-eyes appear'd ſuch horrid, wide,
And gaping mouthes, ſuch teeths, ſuch flounſing hair,
Which you might ſee both in the Uan and Rear,
Beſides each horne-pipe voyce ſeem'd to betray
Where good S. Dunſtans Tongs had ſpoyld the way:
Happy the men muſt ſight with theſe, thought I,
For they ſhall nothing but their backs eſpie.
Six volley of Curſes 'gainſt Independents, here,
Went off for entertainment, and a Jeere,
Or two were paſt for Complement; but I,
Like a brave ▪ ſuffering Man, paſs'd ſilent by,
They ſpent themſelves about me: One ſteps out,
And cryes, have at the Sectaries; all the rout,
Clap hands to th' Basket-hilt, and Draw, they cry,
Oh that we had the Independant Army by,
Out you damn'd Garlick-earing Rogues, D'you thinke
You don't already vent ſufficient ſtinke.
But you muſt call for thoſe whoſe very Name
Will dye your Scarffes and Braeches of the ſame,
Three tedious houres amongſt theſe hell hounds we
Bravely endur'd; when comming in we ſee
A Scarlet Reformado who ſcarce yet did know
Whether he againſt the Army fought or no;
Who had bin Scholler once (t' our ſhame be't ſpoken)
Since a young Marchant, and ſince that time broken
Then damn'd to th' ſervice of the Rout did: Hee
Proffer his utmoſt paines to ſet us free.
I, though it vex'd me, any of them ſhould
Do ought which even Complement might call good
4 Yet had not ſo much valour to deny
Quarter, though from a want wit, willingly.
Accepting this their offer; thinking then,
The greateſt good could befall innocent men,
Was to bee ſoone accus'd: With that away
We went to th' Beare where a great Elder lay;
Where by the Captaine wee were brought before
A veryer Beaſt then that which hung at doore,
A ſtrange fat unlickt, mall-fac'd fellow, who
Was Maſſey all ore, head, Bunch, back, belly too:
He hop'd to be an Alderman, but into's skin
Beſide the tallow, large guts crowded in.
He having tun'd his pipes with ſix or ſeven
Good ratling Oathes, began to ſpeak:
Fore Heaven
Gentlemen this is ſtrange, By — it is:
And if it were but my caſe as 'tis his,
(Meaning the Collonels) I'de hang you all:
For looke you, Sir, if any Body ſhall
Abuſe the Reformad's as ſome of you
May chance, and have witneſſe of it too,
Judge me, confound me, if you had but don't,
The beſt amongſt you ſhould heare further on't.
But oh! theſe wrongs ſat heavy on them when,
They ſhould oppoſ'd the Army, their Ills then
Stuck faſt and ſtrongly to them on all parts,
And ſent a gaſtly trembling through their hearts;
Their owne Sp'rits among them did poſſeſſe
Their Coward hearts with thoughts of guiltineſſe,
And feare of Vengeance: And each good mans prayer
Whoſe blood they ſought; flew ſtrong againſt thē ther
5 And〈…〉Collonel whom a more ſordid Fate
〈…〉ſo ſtrong and fierce a hate,
My venerable Poyntz to whom wee owe
A Jury tryall, thou yet ſhalt grow
More famous now (if once my Verſes can,
Or thoſe my Friends can make) thou ſhalt b'a Man
Greater then Fate hath made thee (if Ballets bee
But capable of Immortalitie)
Children and Market-maids in after-times
Shall ſee thee dreft in moſt vile Tunes and Rimes.
And Ale-houſes as yet not built, ſhall ſee
Thy Picture paſted on their Mantle-tree:
Nere looke to dye, thou ſhalt be laught at ſtill,
Longer then Naſhes Harvy, or Triplets Gill.
FINIS.