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Chapter 12EikonBas.1.12

Upon the Rebellion, and troubles in Ireland

The Burden of False Accusation

The King laments the violent rebellion in Ireland and defends his conscience against the malicious slander of those who falsely implicate him in the bloodshed.

The disturbances in Ireland were so sudden and violent that at first it was hard to either discern their origin or apply a remedy to that headlong rebellion. Indeed, that sea of blood which has been cruelly and barbarously shed there is enough to drown any man in both eternal infamy and misery whom God will find to be the malicious author or instigator of its shedding. It turned out, as a most unhappy advantage for some men's malice against me, that when they already had shamelessness enough to lay anything to my charge, this bloody opportunity should be offered them with which I must be smeared. Although there was nothing that could be more abhorrent to me, being so full of sin against God, disloyalty to myself, and destructive to my subjects.1 Some men were deeply offended that they weren't believed when they claimed that what the Irish rebels did was done with my knowledge—at least—if not by my commission. But those men knew all too well that it's nothing new for some of my subjects to fight not only without my commission, but against my command and my person too, all the while pretending they fight by my authority and for my safety. I wish to God the Irish had nothing they could cite as a pattern for imitating those whose blame must be all the greater, to the degree that Protestant principles stand more against all rebellion against princes than the principles of Catholics do. And people's good intentions won't excuse the scandal and contagion of their examples. But whenever people fail in their duty toward me, I have to bear the blame. That is the honor my enemies have always done me: to think moderate injuries aren't proportional to me, and aren't adequate trials either of my patience under them or of my willingness to pardon them. Therefore, with exquisite malice, they have mixed the gall and vinegar of falsehood and contempt with the cup of my affliction, charging me not only with untruths, but with untruths about things in which I myself bear the greatest share of loss and dishonor for what has been done—so that (having, in all policy, reason, and religion, the least cause to give the slightest consent, and the strongest grounds for utter detestation) they might represent me to the world as all the more inhuman and barbarous: like some Cyclopean monster who will eat and drink nothing but the flesh and blood of my own subjects, in whose common welfare my interest lies as much as some men's lies in the troubles they stir up—men who think they cannot do well except in evil times, nor act so cunningly as when they pin the blame for those tragic events on others, though they themselves are most pleased by those events and have been far from the least cause of them. And certainly many wise men think that the misplaced rigor and unreasonable severity some men paraded in England was not the least incentive that kindled the sparks of discontent and blew them up into those horrid flames—sparks that did not lack ready-laid fuel for rebellion in Ireland; where, despair being added to their former grievances, and the fear of total destruction to their habitual oppressions, it was easy to provoke into open rebellion a people already prone enough to break out into every extreme of violence, both by some principles of their religion and by natural desires for liberty: both to free themselves from their present restraints, and to prevent those later severities with which they saw themselves clearly threatened by the covetous zeal and uncharitable fury of some men who think it a great proof of the truth of their religion to endure no other but their own. God knows that just as I can truthfully wash my hands in innocence of any guilt in that rebellion, I could also wash them in my tears over the sorrowful dread I felt watching it spread so far and cause such devastation. This happened at a time when distractions and jealousies here in England made most men more intent on their own safety, or on the schemes they were pursuing, than on relieving those who were being inhumanely butchered in Ireland every day. Their tears and blood might, if nothing else, have quenched—or at least for a time repressed and smothered—those sparks of civil dissension and jealousy that some men in England so industriously scattered. I wish to God no one had been less moved by Ireland's sad condition than I was. I offered to go myself in person on that expedition. But some men were either afraid I might get even one kingdom settled and at peace, or unwilling to aim at any target here short of myself, or determined that no one but themselves should have the glory of my destruction. If my many offers had been accepted, I'm confident the ruin wouldn't have been so great, the calamity wouldn't have lasted so long, and the remedy wouldn't have become so desperate.

The Perils of Extremism

The King critiques the 'root and branch' extremism of his opponents, arguing that their lack of mercy and political obstructionism exacerbated the conflict.

So that, next to the sin of those who began that Rebellion, the next must be the sin of those who either hindered its speedy suppression through domestic divisions, or diverted the aid, or drove the rebels to the most desperate resolutions and actions by threatening every extreme measure—not only against the known leaders and chief firebrands, but even against the whole community of that nation—resolving to destroy root and branch, men, women, and children, without any regard for those usual pleas for mercy that conquerors who are not wholly barbarous are used to hearing from their own hearts on behalf of those whose oppressed condition, rather than their malice, had drawn them in, or whose weakness of sex and age was such that they could neither lift a hand against them nor tell their right hand from their left. This preposterous—and, I think, un-evangelical—zeal is too like that of the rebuked disciples, who would settle for nothing less in their revenge than calling fire down from heaven on whole cities for the rebuff and neglect of a few; or like that of Jacob's sons, which their father both blamed and cursed: choosing rather to use every extreme that might drive people to desperate obstinacy than to apply moderate remedies—such as might punish some with exemplary justice, yet disarm others with offers of mercy upon their submission, and our protection of them from the fury of those who would soon drown them if they refused to swim with the popular current. But some kinds of zeal view any merciful moderation as lukewarmness; they would rather be cruel than be thought cold, and are often more eager to kill the bear for its skin than for any harm it has done. The confiscation of men's estates being more profitable than the charity of saving their lives or reforming their errors.2 When all proportionate aid for the poor Protestants in Ireland (who were being massacred daily and overwhelmed by the numbers of now desperate enemies) was diverted and blocked here, I was earnestly begged and widely advised by the leaders of the Protestant party there to get them some respite and breathing room through a truce—without which they saw no likelihood, short of a miracle, of preserving the remnant that had still escaped. God knows with how much compassion and careful caution I handled that business, through persons of honor and integrity, so that I might neither encourage the rebels' insolence nor discourage the Protestants' loyalty and patience. Even when I did this in the best way that the necessity and difficulty of the situation allowed, I still had to suffer in my reputation and honor because I wouldn't let the rebels completely devour the remaining handfuls of Protestants there. I believed that, in all reason, securing that respite wouldn't help the rebels nearly as much—something some have heavily slandered me for—as it might have helped the Protestants' future and present safety, if during that truce some men had had the grace to take Ireland's sad condition more to heart, and to set aside those violent measures being pressed here by people who were more skilled at letting blood than at stopping it.

An Appeal to Divine Justice

The King finds comfort in God's omniscience, appealing to his innocence while enduring the ongoing trials of his reputation and his kingdoms.

But amid all the misconstructions of my actions—which tend to find people more ready to believe what is false and evil than to show love or charity toward what is true and good—as I have no Judge but God above me, so I can take comfort in appealing to his omniscience, who does not deny my innocence merely because he is pleased to try my patience as far as he tried his servant Job's. I have enough to do looking after my own conscience and faithfully discharging my trust as a king. I barely have time to consider the swarm of reproaches that pour out of some people's mouths and hearts as easily as smoke or sparks come from a furnace—much less to make the lengthy defenses that might satisfy those who, conscious of their own deep wickedness, are reluctant to believe that anyone else isn't just as bad as they are. It's kingly to do well and hear ill of yourself: if I can only do the one, I won't much mind bearing the other.3 I thank God I can hear with patience as bad as my worst enemies can safely say. And I hope I'll still do better than they desire, or deserve that I should. I believe it will eventually become clear that those who first began to embroil my other kingdoms are largely guilty—if not of initially unleashing those horrific outpourings of blood in Ireland, then of failing to stop them in time. This bloodshed (whatever my enemies please to say or think) I look on as I do that of my other kingdoms: drawn from my own veins. No one has been so weakened by it as I myself. And I hope that though men's insatiable cruelties never will, yet the mercy of God will at last say to his justice, "It is enough," and command the sword of civil wars to sheathe itself—his merciful justice intending, I trust, not our utter ruin, but our cure: the lessening of our sins, not the desolation of these nations.4

A Prayer for Mercy and Restoration

The King concludes with a fervent prayer for national repentance, divine mercy, and the restoration of peace to his divided kingdoms.

O my God, let those infinite mercies go before us once again—mercies that I and my kingdoms have abused before, and that we can never deserve to have restored.5 You see how much cruelty among Christians is carried out under the guise of religion; as if we could not be Christians unless we crucify one another. Because we have stopped loving your truth and practicing charity, you have allowed a spirit of error and bitterness, of mutual and mortal hatred, to rise among us. O Lord, forgive us where we have sinned, and sanctify what we have suffered. Let our repentance be our recovery, just as our great sins have been our ruin. Don't let the miseries that I and my kingdoms have suffered so far seem small to you; instead, make our sins appear to our consciences as they are shown in the mirror of your judgments—for you never punish small failings with afflictions so severe.6 O therefore, according to the multitude of your great mercies, pardon our sins, and remove your judgments, which are very many and very heavy. Still, let our sins always be more grievous to us than your judgments; and make us more willing to repent than to be relieved. First give us the grace of penitent consciences, and then the tranquility of united kingdoms.7 Drown our sins in the sea of our Savior's blood, and through this Red Sea of our own blood, bring us at last to a state of piety, peace, and plenty. As my public bonds to all make me share in all my subjects' suffering, so give me such a pious sense of their pain as becomes a Christian king and a loving father of my people.8 Let the scandalous and unjust reproaches cast on me be nothing more than a breath that kindles my compassion even further. Give me grace to heap charitable coals of fire on their heads, so as to melt those whose malice or cruel zeal has kindled—or prevented the quenching of—those flames that have so wasted my three kingdoms.9 O rescue and help those poor Protestants in Ireland, whom you have preserved until now. And lead into the ways of your saving truths those whose ignorance or errors have filled them with rebellious and destructive principles, which they act on under the opinion that they are doing you good service. Let the hand of your justice be against those who have maliciously and spitefully raised or fomented these cruel and desperate wars. You who are far from destroying the innocent with the guilty, and those who err with the malicious; you who had pity on Nineveh for the many children who were there—do not hand over the whole people of that populous and misled nation to the wrath of those whose greed makes them cruel, nor to their anger, which is too fierce and therefore justly cursed. If it is your will, preserve in the midst of the furnace of your severe justice a posterity that may praise you for your mercy. Don't deal with me according to men's unjust reproaches, but according to the innocence of my hands in your sight. If I have desired or taken pleasure in the woeful day of my kingdoms' calamities—if I haven't earnestly sought and faithfully worked to prevent and settle these bloody conflicts—then let your hand be against me and my father's house. O Lord, you see that I have enough enemies among men; as I have no need to do so, I wouldn't dare call down your curse on me and mine, if my conscience didn't bear witness to my integrity, which you, O Lord, know full well.10 But I do not trust in my own merit, but in your mercies; spare us, O Lord, and do not be angry with us forever.

Read the original Latin

The Commotions in Ireland were so sudden, and so violent, that it was hard at first either to discern the rise, or apply a remedie to that precipitant Rebellion.

Indeed that Sea of blood, which hath there bin cruelly & barbarously shed, is enough to drown any man in eternall both infamy and misery, whom God shall find the malicious Author or Instigator of its effusion.

It fell out, as a most unhappy advantage to some mens malice against me; that when they had impudence enough to lay any thing to my charge, this bloody oppertunity should be offered them, with which I must be aspersed. Although there was nothing which could be more abhorred to me, being so ful of sin against God, disloyalty to myself, and destructive to my Subjects.

Some men took it very ill not to be beleeved, when they affirmed, that what the Irish Rebels did, was done with my privitie (at least) if not by my Commission: But these knew too well, that it is no news for som of my Subjects to fight not only without my Commission, but against my Command, and Person too, yet all the while to pretend, they fight by my Authoritie, and for my safety.

I would to God the Irish had nothing to alledge for their imitation against those whose blame must needs be the greater, by how much Protestant Principles are more against all Rebellion against Princes, then those of Papists. Nor wil the goodnes of mens intentions excuse the scandall, and contagion of their examples.

But who ever fail of their Dutie toward me, I must bear the blame; this honour my enemies have alwayes done me, to think moderate injuries not proportionate to me, nor competent trials, either of my patience under them, or my pardon of them.

Therefore with exquisite malice they have mixed the gall and vinegar of falsity and contempt, with the cup of my Affliction; charging Me not only with untruths, but such, as wherin I have the greatest share of loss & dishonor by what is comitted; wherby, (in all policy, reason and Religion, having least cause to give the least consent, and most grounds of utter detestation) I might be represented by them to the world, the more inhumane and barbarous: Like some Cyclopick monster, whom nothing will serve to eat and drink, but the flesh and bloud of my own Subjects; in whose common welfare my interest lies, as much as some mens doth in their perturbations: who think they cannot do wel but in evil times; nor so cunningly, as in laying the odium of those sad events on others, wherewith themselves are most pleased, and whereof they have been not the least occasion.

And certainly, 'tis thought by many wise men, that the preposterous rigour and unreasonable severity, which some men carried before them in England, was not the least incentive, that kindled, and blew up into those horrid flames, the sparks of discontent, which wanted not pre-disposed fewel for Rebellion in Ireland; where dispair being added to their former discontents, and the fear of utter extirpation to their wonted oppressions, it was easie to provoke to an open Rebellion a people prone enough to break out into all exorbitant violence, both by some principles of their Religion, and the naturall desires of liberty; both to exempt themselves from their present restraints, and to prevent those after rigours, wherewith they saw themselves apparantly threatned by the covetous zeal and uncharitable fury of some men, who think it a great Argument of the truth of their Religion, to endure no other but their own.

God knows, as I can with truth wash my hands in innocency, as to any guilt in that Rebellion; so I might wash them in my tears, as to the sad apprehensions I had to see it spread so far, and make such waste: and this in a time when distractions and jealousies here in England made most men rather intent to their own safety, or designes they were driving, then to the relief of those who were every day inhumanely butchered in Ireland: Whose tears and bloud might, if nothing else, have quenched, or at least for a time, repressed and smothered those sparks of Civill Dissentions and Jealousies which in England some men most industriously scattered.

I would to God no man had been less affected with Irelands' sad estate then my self; I offered to go my Self in person upon that Expedition: But some men were either affraid I should have any one Kingdom quieted; or loth they were to shoot at any mark here less then my Self; or that any should have the glory of my destruction but themselves. Had my many offers been accepted, I am confident, neither the ruin had been so great, nor the calamity so long, nor the remedy so desperate.

So that, next to the sin of those who began that Rebellion, theirs must needs be, who either hindred the speedy suppressing of it by Domestick Dissentions, or diverted the Aids, or exasperated the Rebels to the most desperate resolutions and actions, by threatning all extremities, not onely to the known Heads and chiefe incendiaries, but even to the whole Community of that Nation; resolving to destroy Root and Branch, men, women, and children; without any regard to those usuall pleas for mercy which Conquerours, not wholly barbarous, are wont to bear from their own brests, in behalf of those, whose oppressive faces, rather then their malice, engaged them; or whose imbecility for Sex and Age was such, as they could neither lift up a hand against them, nor distinguish between their right hand and their left: Which preposterous (and I think) un-Evangelicall zeal is too like that of the rebuked Disciples, who would go no lower in their revenge, then to call for fire from Heaven upon whole Cities, for the repulse and neglect of a few; or like that of Jacob's sons, which the Father both blamed and cursed: chusing rather to use all extreamities, which might drive men to desperate obstinacy, then to apply moderate remedies; such as might punish some with exemplary Justice, yet disarm others, with tenders of mercy upon their submission, & our protection of them, from the fury of those, who would soon drown them, if they refused to swim down the popular stream with them.

But som kind of Zeal counts all merciful moderation, luke-warmness; and had rather be cruel then counted cold, and is not seldom more greedy to kill the Bear for his skin, then for any harm he hath done. The confiscation of mens estates being more beneficiall, then the charity of saving their lives, or reforming their Errors.

When all proportionable succors of the poor Protestants in Ireland (who were daily massacred and over-born with numbers of now desperate Enemies) was diverted and obstructed here; I was earnestly entreated, & generally advised by the chief of the Protestant party there, to get them some respite and breathing by a cessation, without which they saw no probability (unless by miracle) to preserve the remnant that had yet escaped: God knows with how much commiseration and solicitous caution I carried on that business, by persons of Honor and Integrity, that so I might neither incourage the Rebels Insolence, nor discourage the Protestants Loyaltie and Patience.

Yet when this was effected in the best sort, that the necessity and difficulty of affairs would then permit, I was then to suffer again in my Reputation and Honor; because I suffered not the Rebels utterly to devour the remaining handfuls of the Protestants there.

I thought that in all reason, the gaining of that respite could not be so much to the Rebels advantages (which some have highly calumniated against me) as it might have been for the Protestants future, as well as present safety: If during the time of that Cessation, some men had the grace to have laid Ireland's sad condition more to heart; & laid aside those violent motions, which were here carried on by those, that had better skill to let blood then to stanch it.

But in all the misconstructions of my actions, (which are prone to find more credulity in men to what is false, and evil, then love or charity to what is true and good) as I have no Judge but God above me, so I can have comfort to appeal to his omniscience, who doth not therefore deny my Innocence, because he is pleased so far to try my patience, as he did his servant Job's.

I have enough to do to look to my own Conscience, and the faithfull discharge of my Trust as a King: I have scarce leisure to consider those swarms of reproches, which issue out of some mens mouths & hearts, as easily as smoke, or sparks do out of a furnace: Much lesse to make such prolix Apologies, as might give those men satisfaction: who conscious to their own depth of wickednesse are loth to beleeve any man not to be as bad as themselves.

'Tis Kingly to do well, and hear ill: If I can but act the one, I shall not much regard to bear the other.

I thank God, I can hear with patience as bad as my worst enemies can safly say. And I hope I shall still do better then they desire, or deserve I should.

I beleeve it will at last appear, that they who first began to embroil my other Kingdoms, are in great part guilty, if not of the first letting out, yet of the not timely stopping those horrid effusions of bloud in Ireland.

Which (whatever my Enemies please to say, or think) I look upon, as that of my other kingdoms, exhausted out of my own veins: no man being so much weakened by it as my Self: And I hope, though mens unsatiable cruelties never wil, yet the Mercy of God will at length say to his Justice, It is enough; and command the sword of Civil Wars to sheath it self: his mercifull Justice intending, I trust, not our utter confusion, but our cure: the abatement of our sins, not the desolation of these Nations.

O my God, let those infinite mercies prevent us once again, which I and my Kingdoms have formerly abused, and can never deserve, should be restored.

Thou seest how much cruelty among Christians is acted under the colour of Religion; as if we could not be Christians, unless we crucifie one another.

Because we have no more loved thy truth, and practised in charitie, thou hast suffered a Spirit of Errour and bitterness, of mutuall and mortall hatred to rise among us.

O Lord, forgive wherein we have sinned, and sanctifie what we have suffered.

Let our repentance be our recovery, as our great sins have been our ruine.

Let not the miseries I and my Kingdoms have hitherto suffered seem small to thee: but make our sins appear to our consciences, as they are represented in the glass of thy Judgements; for thou never punishest small failings, with so severe afflictions.

O therefore, according to the multitude of thy great mercies, pardon our sinnes, and remove thy judgments, which are very many, and very heavy.

Yet let our sins be ever more grievous to us, then thy judgments; and make us more willing to repent, then to be relieved; first give us the grace of penitent consciences, and then the tranquillitie of united Kingdomes.

In the Sea of our Saviours Blood drown our sins, and through this red sea of our own Blood bring us at last to a state of Piety, Peace and Plenty.

As my publick relations to all, make me share in all my Subjects suffering; so give me such a pious sense of them, as becoms a Christian King, and a loving father of my people.

Let the scandalous and unjust reproaches cast upon me, be as a breath, more to kindle my compassion; Give me grace to heap charitable coales of fire upon their heads to melt them, whose malice or cruel zeal hath kindled, or hindred the quenching of those flames, which hath so much wasted my three Kingdoms.

O rescue and assist those poor Protestants in IRELAND, whom thou hast hitherto preserved.

And lead those in the ways of thy saving Truths, whose Ignorance or Errors have filled them with rebellious and destructive Principles, which they act under an opinion, That they do thee good service.

Let the hand of thy justice be against those, who malitiously and despightfully have raised or fomented these cruel and desperate Wars.

Thou that art far from destroying the innocent with the guilty, & the erroneous with the malicious; thou that hadst pitty on Niniveh for the many children that were therein, give not over the whole stock of that populous and seduced Nation, to the wrath of those, whose covetousness makes them cruel; nor to their anger, which is too fierce, and therefore justly cursed.

Preserve, if it be thy will, in the midst of the furnace of thy severe justice, a Posterity which may praise thee for thy mercie.

And deal with me, not according to mans unjust reproaches, but according to the innocency of my Hands in thy sight.

If I have desired or delighted in the wofull day of my Kingdoms calamities, If I have not earnestly studied, and faithfully endeavoured the preventing and composing of these bloody Distractions; then let thy hand be against me and my Fathers House. O Lord thou seest I have enemies enough of men; as I need not, so should I not dare thus to imprecate thy curse on me and mine, if my Conscience did not witnesse my integrity, which thou, O Lord, knowest right well. But I trust not to my own merit, but thy mercies; spare us, O Lord, and be not angry with us for ever.

Scripture echoes

  1. Ps.69.21;Matt.27.34;John.19.29Reproach has broken my heart, and I am sick with grief; I looked for sympathy, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found no one. Matt.27.34 — They gave him wine to drink mixed with gall; and when he tasted it, he was not willing to drink. John.19.29 — A jar full of sour wine was standing there; so they filled a sponge with sour wine, put it on hyssop, and held it to his mouth.
  2. Ps.26.6I wash my hands in innocence, and I go around your altar, O LORD.
  3. Jonah.4.11And should I not have compassion on Nineveh, that great city, in which there are more than 120,000 persons who do not know their right hand from their left, and also many animals?'
  4. Rev.3.15-Rev.3.16I know your works—that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either cold or hot! Rev.3.16 — So because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I am about to spit you out of my mouth.
  5. Job.5.7Yet man is born to trouble, as surely as sparks fly upward.
  6. 2Sam.24.16;1Chr.21.15And the angel stretched out his hand toward Jerusalem to destroy it, and the LORD relented from the disaster, and he said to the angel who was destroying the people, "Enough now — hold back your hand." And the angel of the LORD was at the threshing floor of Araunah the Jebusite. 1Chr.21.15 — And God sent an angel to Jerusalem to destroy it; and as he was destroying, the LORD saw and relented of the disaster, and said to the destroying angel, "Enough now; stay your hand." And the angel of the LORD was standing by the threshing floor of Ornan the Jebusite.
  7. John.16.2They will put you out of the synagogues; indeed, an hour is coming when everyone who kills you will think he is offering service to God.
  8. Jonah.4.11And should I not have compassion on Nineveh, that great city, in which there are more than 120,000 persons who do not know their right hand from their left, and also many animals?'
  9. Gen.18.23-Gen.18.25Then Abraham drew near and said, "Will You indeed sweep away the righteous with the wicked?" Gen.18.24 — Suppose there are fifty righteous people within the city — will You indeed destroy it and not spare the place for the sake of the fifty righteous who are in it? Gen.18.25 — Far be it from you to do such a thing — to kill the righteous with the wicked, so that the righteous are treated as the wicked. Far be it from you! Shall not the Judge of all the earth do what is right?
  10. 1Sam.25.26;1Chr.12.17Now then, my lord, as the LORD lives and as your soul lives, the LORD has kept you from coming to bloodshed and from avenging yourself with your own hand. Now then, may your enemies and those who seek evil against my lord be like Nabal. 1Chr.12.17 — And some of the sons of Benjamin and Judah came to the stronghold to David.
  11. Ps.79.5How long, O LORD? Will you be angry forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?

Notes

  1. 1The participial phrase 'being so full of...' modifies the abhorred thing (the bloody opportunity/rebellion), not the speaker: it is sin against God, disloyalty against the king's own person and office, and ruin to his subjects.
  2. 2Source 'charity' kept as the theological virtue of merciful love toward neighbors, not mere almsgiving; the clause continues s1's charge that confiscation-motive outruns true charity.
  3. 3Source 'hear ill' means endure ill report / be spoken of badly, not merely hear unpleasant news; the rendering keeps that sense of slander and misjudgment.
  4. 4Early modern "confusion" is rendered as "ruin" (overthrow/destruction), not mental confusion; the contrast with "cure" makes the sense clear.
  5. 5Early Modern 'prevent' here means go before / meet first with grace (prevenient sense), not stop or hinder; modernized for clarity while keeping the petition's force.
  6. 6Source 'glass' means looking-glass/mirror: God's judgments as the surface that shows sins as they truly are.
  7. 7Early Modern 'then' is comparative 'than' in both places ('more grievous…than your judgments'; 'more willing to repent than to be relieved').
  8. 8Early modern 'publick relations' means the king's public ties and responsibilities to his people, not modern public relations; rendered as 'public bonds' to avoid that anachronism.
  9. 9"Charitable coals of fire" keeps the biblical image of heaping coals on an enemy's head as an act of love meant to soften, not destroy (cf. the source's "to melt them").
  10. 10imprecate rendered as 'call down' (your curse); keeps the deliberate oath-force of invoking divine judgment without archaic diction.

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