title: Mistress Parliament Presented in Her Bed
title_page_title: Mistris PARLIAMENT Presented in her Bed, after the  sore travaile and hard labour which she endured last weeek, in the Birth of her  Monstrous Off-spring, the Childe of Deformation. The hopefull fruit of her seven Yeers Teeming, <i>And a most precious Babe of Grace. With the severall Discourses between Mrs.</i> Sedition, <i>Mrs. S</i>chisme, <i>Mrs.</i> Synod <i>her dry-Nurse, Mrs.</i> Iealousie, <i>and others her</i> Gossips. [in single column] Oh sick! oh faint<i>!</i> alas my sight doth faile, | My Members tremble and my Spirits  quaile; | Oh what a chilnesse doth my heart oppresse, | But what the cause of't  is, I know you'le guesse | 'Tis this most hedious Birth doth me a maze, | And <i>much</i> torment me when on it I gaze: | But <i>more</i> when as I thinke what men will conster, | To see th'expected <i>Babe</i> of <i>Grace</i> prove Monster.
title_page_author: <i>BY Mercurius Melancholicus</i>.
title_page_imprint: Printed in the Yeer of the Saints fear. 1648.
transcript_modern_spelling: Mistress parliament presented in her bed after the sore travail and hard labor which she endured last week in the birth of her monstrous offspring the child of deformation the hopeful fruit of her seven years teeming and a most precious babe of grace with the several discourses between Mrs. Sedition Mrs. Schism, Mrs. Synod her dry-nurse Mrs. Jealousy and others her gossips oh sick oh faint alas my sight doth fail my members tremble and my spirits quail oh what a chillness doth my heart oppress but what the cause of it is I know you'll guess tis this most hideous birth doth me amaze and much torment me when on it I gaze but more when as I think what men will conster to see the expected babe of grace prove monster by Mercurius Melancholicus Printed in the year of the saints' fear 1648