340 Anne Bradjlreefs Works.
To fee thofe latter da37'es of hop'd for good,
Though now beclouded all with tears and blood:
After dark Popery the day did clear, [200]
But now the Sun in's brightnefs fhall appear.
Bleft be the Nobles of thy noble Land,
With ventur'd lives for Truths defence that ftand.
Bleft be thy Commons, who for common good.
And thy infringed Laws have boldly ftood.
Bleft be thy Counties, who did ' aid thee ftill.
With hearts and States to teftifie their will.
Bleft be thy Preachers, who do chear thee on,
O cry the Sword of God, and Gideon] *
And fhall I not on them wifh Mero'^s, curfe.
That help thee not with prayers, Arms and purfePf
And for my felf let miferies abound,
If mindlefs of thy State I e're be found.
Thefe are the dayes the Churches foes to crufh.
To root out Popelings-' head, tail, branch and rufh;
Let's bring Baals veftments forth '^ to make a fire,
Their Mytires, Surplices, and all their Tire,
Copes, Rotchets, Crofliers, and fuch empty trafti,^
And let their Names confume, but let the flafh
- Your griefs I pity much, but fhould do wrong,
To weep for that we both have praj'd for long, To fee thefe latter dajes of hop'd for good. That Right may have its right, though't be with blood ;
i which do. * Judg. vii. i8, 20.
t " Curse je Meroz, said the angel of the Lord, curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof; because they came not to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty." — Judg. v. 23.
J Prelates. * out. / fuch trafh,
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