A N EPIS T L E, MDCCX V I. I Pray, good Lady Harley, let Jonathan know, How long you intend to live incognito. Your humble fervant, ELKANAH SETTLE. ANOTHER EPISTLE. I Pray, Lady Harriot, the time to affign When she shall receive a turkey and chine; } TRUE 'S EPITAPH. IF wit or honefty could fave Our mouldering afhes from the grave, But But envious Fate has claim'd its due, His prudence and his wit were seen That ferving her was to be bleft. Ye murmurers, let True evince That men are beafts, and dogs have fenfe! His faith and truth all Whitehall knows, He ne'er could fawn or flatter thofe Whom he believ'd were Mary's foes: } } Ne'er skulk'd from whence his fovereign led him, EPIGRA M. To Richmond and Peterburgh, Matt gave his letters, And thought they were fafe in the hands of his betters. How happen'd it then that the packets were loft ? Thefe were Knights of the Garter, not Knights of Lord Coningsby, one of the lords juftices of Ireland." -He is the fame perfon mentioned in Downhall. He, And, arm'd with truth, impeach'd the Don Of his enormous crimes, Which I'll unfold to you anon, In low, but faithful rhymes. The articles recorded stand, Against this peerless peer, Search but the archives of the land *, You'll find them written there. Attend, and juftly I'll recite The heads fet in their native light That traiterously he did abuse + The Earl of Bellamont impeached Coningsby. * Journal, Sabbati, 16 die Decembris, 1693. Q3 That That he, contrary to all law, An oath did frame and make, Compelling the militia Th' illegal oath to take. Free-quarters for the army too On Proteftants; his love to fhow, On all provifions deftin'd for The futlers too he did ordain By which provifions were fo fcant, He fo much lov'd his private gain, He could not hear or fee; They might, or die, or might complain, That, |