Anglia rediviva, or, The miraculous return of the breath of our nostrils a poem / by Edmund Elis.

ANGLIA REDIVIVA . NO Voice , more soft then Thunder , can expresse Our present Ioy , or our past Heavinesse : None can the Largenesse of This Ioy set out , Vnlesse at once He make THREE KINGDOMES Shout : Which is the Greater , sith through Griefe it Came : As Water Vanquisht still Augments the Flame . In Mirth , and Laughter now , and Pleasant Tones , We Spend that Breath , which we Fetcht up for Groans . Oh , how we Droopt , and Hung our Heads to see Rebellion Prosper ? How we griev'd to be Iudgd for the Wicked by Perfidious Knaves ; By No Man Rul'd , but Kept in Awe by Slaves . Oh , how we greiv'd to see that Vip'rous Brood , By whose Black , Hellish Sire , the Royall Bloud Of Blessed CHARLES was shed , to bear the sway ? And ( which was worse ) to see that none but They Or Their small Myrmidons should be the Men Esteem'd for Godly ? ' as if the DEVIL , agen Had on those Cloathes , which once in HEAVEN he Wore . He learns to Bleat , who still was wont to Roar . But now those Varlets are , as they should be , Sunck in the Depth of Scorne and Infamy ; Thrown down ev'n by Those Hands , which did them Raise : Revil'd by Those , who gave them greatest Praise . See , Rebels , See the HAND OF GOD. Where now Are all those Lawrels , which once Crownd the Brow Of that Victorious-CROMWEL ? They were all Turn'd into Ashes at his Funerall , And Cover'd in His Urne . But first , those Bayes GOD Us'd for Rods to VVhip His Sons : His Praise Survive'd Him but for This : That His Great Name Might Raise Them up , that They might Fall with Shame . And those Wild Wretches , who Drew down These Elves , Pull'd Them on their own Heads , and Fell Themselves ; Still Tumbling on th' other : 'till their Fall Had made some way for that Brave GENERAL , The Clorious MONCK , to Step up to that Height , Where being Fixt , He had no need to Fight : He Conquerd by His Words : Three Nations came Streight to do Homage to His Mighty NAME . Thus having All in 's Hands : He gave the Power To Him whose Right it was : made Himselfe Lower . He might be , which he would of these Two Things , The Best of Subjects , or The Worst of Kings : By Less'nings Power thus He Gain'd more Renown , 'T was HEAVEN Gave CHARLES , but MONCK Put on His CROWN . Now that our KING 's PROCLAIM'D , what shall we say ? Sure this Blest Month will make our Years all MAY. The KING was Proclaim'd in May — 60. What Pleasant Daies shall we have now , when He Who hath not only Strength , but MAIESTY , And Lawfull Power shall only bear the sway , And with his Looks Fright SAINT - like Fiends away ? This was i th' number of our late Complaints , That the worst Villaines were esteemd Best SAINTS . But now our SVN is up , and all is Clear , And Knaves , and Rebels , as they Are , Appear . Now we may Teach each poor Deluded Thing , That 't is not Treason to be for the KING . Where are those Mock-SAINTS now ? Thus ( as they say ) The DEVIL VValkes not , when he sees 't is Day . O , that They , who did Boast their Cause to be Most Just , because 't was Prosperous , would See What GOD has Wrought for Him , whom They'd Withstand . What Wonders GOD has Shewn to bring this Land Into Subjection to their Lawfull KING , ( The Theme's too High for Me ) let ANGELS Sing . Yea sure the Heav'nly Host do all Proclaime The Praise of This Great Act , Due to the Name Of Him , by whom KINGS Raign . And O that I Could make my Soule , wing'd with Devotion Flie To GOD ! And Think ( what Words can't reach ) His Praise ! Who without Blood has Crown'd our KING with Baies , Brought from Three Conquer'd Nations : Which now He Holds in Subjestion , but to keep them Free : Even from that Yoke of Bondage , which of late So Gall'd our Necks ; whilst That , they call'd a State , Was nought but Madmen sitting at the Helme : 'T was a Great Bedlam , which is now a Realme . Worse then Egyptian Bondage This , to be The Subjects of the Popularity : And those so Giddy-headed too , that none Knew what to Do , or what to leave Vndone . Each little Writer ev'ry week brings in His Forme of Government : as if 't had bin Not harder to new Mould a Kingdome , then To get a Standish , and to make a Pen. Nay HEVVSON , and the like Mechanicks Prate Like the Supporters of a Ruinous State , As if they thought it were no more to doe To Frame a State , then 't is to make a Shoe . But those Mad Times are past , and now we are Even Rescu'd from the SWORD without a WAR. Without a VVAR Great CHARLES His Kingdomes VVon : Thus straight , when GOD wil Have 't , the Thing is Done . And now , Blest Prince , sith by Your Suffrings You Have made the VVorld to know what You can Doe In Better Times ; who Did so well in Ill : Still Conqu'ring all those Passions , vvhich do Still Invade th' Opprest : No Fear , or Anger could Cast your Brave Soule in an Vnchristian Mould , In all Your Wrongs , and Dangers ; still your Mind Was to Religion , lustice , GOD , Inclin'd . Nay vvhen some Griefs , and Troubles needs must come To get , Great SIR , in Your large Breast some roome , Your Mind stands Firme , & all rough thoughts Outbraves ; Like Rocks Unmov'd vvith the most Boist'rous Waves . Since You by Suff'ring Thus , have made us knovv The True Height of Your Soul O , may vve Bow , In a deep Sense of our Felicitie , To Heaven first , next to Your selfe , our Knee . Oh , may vve Thankfull be , and sing His Praise , Who for our Cypress novv has giv'n us Baies : May vve give GOD and CAESAR All their Due , And Him Obey still , in Obeying You. With Tears of Joy that You are now Come in , And Sorrow that your MAIESTY has bin So long Time Absent , vve vvould make a Floud To Wash this LAND , Staind vvith Your FATHERS Bloud . Who , both in Life and Death so Conqu'ring Fate , Was ne're Vnhappy , though Vnfortunate : What Glory gain'd He by His Sufferings ? He Liv'd , and Dy'd , even like the KING OF KINGS . O may You Guide us , as He would have done , Had we not Run into Rebellion . May You Live Those Great Things , He VVrote ; and Be Your Selfe A New ΕΙΚΩΝ ΒΑΣΙΛΙΚΗ . To His Great Praise may You still Adde Your Own , 'Till You Change This for an Eternall CROVVN . FINIS .