Dissolv’d into an Aristocracie,
Was Tyrant Cromwels share; and now our whips
Were turn’d to Scorpions: Now the grand Eclipse
Began; we saw no Sun for twice seven years,
Onely two fatal Stars by turns appears:
Protectorship, and Rumpship did prevail:
Nol was the Dragons head, and they the tail.
But welcome Charles the Second, happy are we,
That Britain’s Monarchy’s restor’d in thee;
If Cromwels life had put a period to't,