This Play, call’d _The Roundheads_, which I humbly lay at your Graces feet, Pardon the Title, and Heaven defend you from the bloody Race, was carried in the House _nemine contra dicente_, by the Royal Party, and under your Grace’s Illustrious Patronage is safe from any new Seditious affronts abroad; Your Grace alone, whom Heaven and Nature has form’d the most 338 adorable Person in the whole Creation, with all the advantages of a glorious Birth, has a double right and power to defend all that approach you for sanctuary; your very Beauty is a Guard to all you daigne to make safe: for You were born for Conquest every way; even what _Phanatick_, what peevish _Politician_, testy with _Age, Diseases_, miscarried _Plots_, disappointed _Revolutions_, envious of _Power_, of _Princes_, and of _Monarchy_, and mad with _Zeal_ for _Change_ and _Reformation_, could yet be so far lost to sense of Pleasure, as not to turn a Rebel to Revenge the _Good old Cause_, and the patronage to _Plebean_ sedition with only looking on you, ’twou’d force his meger face to blushing smiles, and make him swear he had mistook the side, curse his own Party, and if possible, be reconciled to Honesty again: such power have charms like Yours to calm the soul, and will in spight of You plead for me to the disaffected, even when they are at Wars with your Birth and Power. But this _Play_, for which I humbly beg your Grace’s Protection, needs it in a more peculiar manner, it having drawn down Legions upon its head, for its Loyalty—_what, to Name us_ cries one, _’tis most abominable, unheard of daring_ cries another—_she deserves to be swing’d_ cries a third; as if twere all a Libel, a Scandal impossible to be prov’d, or that their Rogueries were of so old a Date their Reign were past Remembrance or History; when they take such zealous care to renew it daily to our memories: And I am satisfied, that they that will justifie the best of these Traytors, deserves the fate of the worst, and most manifestly declare to the World by it, they wou’d be at the _Old Game_ their fore-Fathers play’d with so good success: yet if there be any honest loyal man allied to any here nam’d, I heartily beg his pardon for any offensive Truth I have spoken, and ’tis a wonderful thing that amongst so Numerous a Flock they will not allow of one mangy Sheep; not one Rogue in the whole Generation of the Association. _Ignoramus the_ 1st _and the_ 2d.