But amongst all your Vertues none was more eminent then your constancy to
your religion, which no shocks of Fortune, no assaults of sophisters,
events and successe of adversaries, or offers of specious Friends could
shake; so great a thing it was that you did persevere, so much greater
_quod non timuisti ne perseverare non posses_.

But whilst Armies on earth fought for the Usurper, the Hosts of Heaven
fought in their courses for your Majesty; [SN: _Spaine._] dashing your
greatest enemy upon that Rock, which afforded you shelter, till that
Tyranny was over past: And how welcome to Us was that blessed day _qui
tyrannum abstulit pessimum, Principem dedit optimum_! He liv'd by storming
others, dyed in one himself, _& post Nubila, Phoebus_. Yet did not that
quite dissolve our fears, till that other head of _Hydra_ was cut off,
that despicable Rump which succeeded, not by the sword, or any humane
addresse, least we should sacrifice to our own Nets; but by the immediate
hand of heaven, without noise, without Armes, or stratageme, the fame of
your vertues, more then the sense of our own misery, universally turning
the hearts even of your very Enemies; and then that Northern Star began
the dawning of this day, till your nearer approach did guild our Horizon,
brighter then the rayes of the Eastern sun, from whose spicy coast, like a
true Phoenix you were to come; For so at the sight of that Royal Bird
was the memory of _Sesostris_, of _Amasis_ and _Ptolemy_ ever fortunate,
and so was yours to us;

_----Tum rusticus ergo
Suspicit observans volucrem; nam creditur annus
Ille salutaris----_

the happy presages of our glorious Returne, stupendious indeed and almost
indicible: For no sooner did your _Argo_ hoise sail, that the Eagles