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The Earl of PEMBROKE's Speech in Parli

ament, on Monday the 19th of December, ! . 1641.: concerning Accommodation.ch My Lords,

Have not used to trouble you with long

Speeches, I know I am an ill Speaker; but though. I am no Scholar; I am an honeft Man, and have a good Heart to my King and Country to London

I have more to lose than many of these who fo hotly appose an Accommodation : I will not forfeit mine Estate, to satisfie, their Humours or Ambitionsi b My Lords, ?Tis time to look about us, and not to suffer our felves to be fooled out of our Lives, our Ha nours, and our Fortunes, to help those Men, who, when their Turns are served, will despise us, and begin to laugh at us already.

A Fellow here of the Town, an ordinary, scurvy Fellow, told me the other day to my Face, That he cared not if I left them to Morrow, nay, if all the Lords (except three or four, that he named, and said, he was fure would not leave them) went to the King, they should do their Business the better. Yet, my Lords, I think we have help: ed them : I am sure they could never have brought it to this without us, if we had not

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joyned with them : I think the People would not have followed the House of Commons; now they can do their Business without us: 'Twill be worse shortly, if we do not look about us.

My Lords, we were told this time Twelve. month, if we would put out the Bishops out of the Lords House, no further Attempt should be made upon the Church ; I am sure I was promised so, by some who would be thought honest Men; and when I told them, it was reported, that they meant to take away Episcopacy, and the Book of CommonPrayer; they protested to me, That in the first they intended nothing, but to appoint some godly Ministers to assist the Bishops in Ordination, and some other Things that I do not understand: And for the Book of CommonPrayer, they who were strictest against'it, and would never be present at it, assured me, That if it were once confirmed by Act of Parliament, (for they said many. Things were put into it by the Bishops, without Authority) they would be content, and, on my Conscience, so they would, if they had the Places they then looked for

Now nothing will content them, but, No Bishop, no Book of Common-Prayer; and Thortly, it will be, No Lords, no Gentlemen, and no Books at all, for we have Preachers already, that can neither Write nor Read.

My Lords, I wonder what we shall get by this War; we venture more than other Men;

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I am sure I venture more than five hundred of them; and the most I can look for, is to 'scape Undoing;' what between being a Traitor, and being, a Malignant, we have buť a narrow Way to walk in: We hear every base Fellow fay in the Street, as we pafs by in our Coaches, that they hope to see us a Foot shortly, and to be 'as good Men as the Lords; and I think they will be as good as their Words, if we take this Courfe.

They say they will have no Peace without Truth: Death! Have we no Truth ? Have we lived all this while in Ignorance? I think our Fathers were as wise Men as they. Had we no Truth in Queen Elizabeth's time? Have not all our famous, learned Divines been able to teach us Truth, but must we learn it only out of Tubs ?

My Lords, I am no Scholar, but I understand Men, and I had rather continue Ignorant ftill, than enjoy the Truth these Men would have: I have served the King's Father, and Himself, and though I have been so unhappy to fall into his Displeasure, no Body shall perswade me to turn Traitor, I have too much to lose.

I am a true Protestant, and I love the King and Kingdom, and I am sure War is good for neither of them. I would every Bodies Faults were forgiven them, and I think we should al then take head how we committed new.

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! Good my Lords, let us have Peace; and if these Men will not consent to it, let us think of some other way to get it.

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A Speech of Bulstrode Whitlock, Esq; Spoken

in the House of Commons, in 1642. for an
Accommodation with the King.
Mr. Speaker,

HE Question which was last pro

pounded, about raising of Forces, naming a General and Officers of an Army, hath been very rare before this Time in this Alfembly, and it seems to me to set us at the Pit's Brink, ready to plunge our felves into an Ocean of Troubles and Miseries, and if it could be, into more than a Civil War brings with it. Give me leave, Sir, to consider this unhappy. Subject in the Beginning, Progress and Issue of it.

CÆSAR tells us, (and he knew as much of Civil War as any Man before him) That it cannot be begun, fine malis artibus. Surely, Sir, Our Enemies of the Popish Church have left no evil Arts unesfay'd to bring us to our present Posture, and will yet leave none unattempted to make our Breaches wider, well knowing that nothing will more advance their : Empire than our Divisions,

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Our Misery, (whom they count Hereticks ) is their Jos', and our Diftra&ions will be their Glory; and all evil Arts and Ways to bring Calamities upon us, they will esteem Meritorious.

But, Sir, I look upon another Beginning of our Civil War. God blessed us with a long and flourishing Peace, and we turned his Grace into Wantonness, and Peace would not satisfie us without Luxury, nor our Plenty without Debauchery: Instead of Sobriety and Thankfulness for our Mercies, we provoked the Giver of them by our Sins and Wickedness, to punish us (as we may fear) by a Civil War, to make us Executioners of Divine Vengeance upon our selves.

It is strange to note, how we have insensibly slid into this Beginning of a Civil Wars by one unexpected Accident after another, as Waves of the Sea, which have brought us thus far: Aud we scarce know how, but from Paper-Combats, hy Declarations, Remonstrances, Protestations, Votes; Messages, Answers, and Replies. We are now come to the Questions, of raising Forces, and naming a General and Officers of an Army.

But what, Sir, may be thre Progress here-
of? The Poet tells you,
Jusq; datum sceleri canimus, populumq; po-
In sua victrici Conversum viscera dextra.

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