for Power to Ride again How vast had been the List had not the band To Senate Members only been confin'd Thus Sir J M r they left and that was pity Who had so long been th' Genius of the City Well might the King to his Escutcheon add The Rampant * K. Charles added to his Scutcheon the Lyon Rampant Lyon who such roaring made And eat up all the Priviledges we had And some Assistants that the Fury fed Were now become of the Petitioned Not thence the slacker handed to put on The labour'd purchase of Confusion For if past Hazards are a proper Test Sir Thomas shares a Faith above mistrust Who Frigidated by Distemper'd Hams His Fiery Zeal for Slavery proclaims With Gouty Corps in Mathematick Chair To Charter giving Votes did heartily repair Sir Sy n L s held up both his Paws To think that he who smarted for the Cause Should now be robb'd of his delight Applause And by his quondam Honours loudly swore Tho' Jilted oft was never Thus before Nothing but time can lay the fermentation Or make his Worship fit for Conversation Not Celia's Charms not Clora's tender hours But raves in Love and frets in his Amours Sir W m W ms first the Cause espous'd And all his sputtering Eloquence he rous'd Foaming with learned Fury you 'd ha' thought He came to spew them in he once spew'd out Well hir'd to be the Churches Champion And thus for Bishops Tryal does attone For Soveraign Fee with eager note does prate No Cause so bad but has an Advocate And to make up the showe with Men of Sence Comes Common S t for an Evidence With We's and They's with Us's and Suppose's Tells how in Common Hall he counted Noses Tells you how he himself with City Power Decently waited on by Sheriffs and Mayor Does Propria Persona first disclose And tell the People who it is they chose With Meagre Face and true Mechanick Pride So will th' exalted Beggar always ride The CONCLUSION GReat Nassau from his envied Throne look't down And view'd their busie Malice with a Frown Their Impotent Fury view'd with just disdain And ask'd if he had Sav'd them all in vain Their weak Intreagues with due Contempt he saw And generously restrain'd the scourge of Law His Conquering Mercy did his Justice stay And at his Peril let them disobey Restraints to his own injur'd Passions gave Their Folly pityed and their Guilt forgave A Proof he strove for their meer Liberty Had fought to save and conquer'd to set free Divinely Good their treacherous arts he bore Was still as kind and gentle as before Arm'd them as Friends to fortifie his Throne And smil'd until they thought he durst not frown But when their Insolence his Arm defy'd And wou'd again their baffled Cause have try'd And he must now destroy or be destroy'd Let 's flye at once his Vengeance to devour And gives a taste of his mistaken Power Takes care that they shall never more rebell And with just Thunder drives them down to Hell So Jove when Earth born Titan's did aspire Pile Hill on Hill and higher yet came and higher Till they almost had scal'd Heavens glittering Wall And either they or he himself must fall Unrein'd his Vengeance let his Thunders flye And forked Lightnings sally round the Skye The black Abyss is cover'd with their spoils They float on Chaos like enchanted Isles Transfix't with angry Bolts from surge to surge they go Despair and raving wander in Eternal Woe May all thine Enemies Great Nassau perish so FINIS
side Even Samuel a due Obedience paid Unto the Monarch he himself had made Proportion'd Grandure for himself declin'd To his proper work the Ark and Sacrifice confin'd No Titles rais'd nor Haughty Pallace fram'd But still was poor and still was Samuel nam'd The Altar serv'd a linnen Ephod wore Was still as Meek and Humble as before Retyr'd from Court in reverend Vests array'd To Israel's God for Israels King he pray'd Ah had the sacred Tribe his steps pursued What Years ' of peace to Israel had ensued How had our Flourishing Isle glad Hours enjoy'd For calmer Joys and Nobler actions made While their dark Councils now Embroyl the State Our Feuds encrease and Vengeance antedate And their unpractis'd Hands exempt from Warr Do all the profits of Confusion share Fatal their skill too undiscern'd the Fraud While passive Zealots their Harangues applaud Their Dictates swallow and at Jehu's Rate Swiftly drive on with these black Guards of State A nameless Hydra Crow'd with Janus Face That whisper Civil Fewds and cry for peace Domestick Heroes whose Dragooning Hands Seek out no Forreign Wars while they can plunder Friends Inspire me Jove with thunder arm my Pen To lash the Manners and describe the Men. How their lov'd Tyrant they at first ador'd And hugg'd the Romish Fopperies he restor'd How their reciprocal Contrivance met And Mighty Injury upheld the State How the loud Echoing Theatre the Church Burlesque their God and sacred Theams debauch Loud thanks return for th' Monster they had made A Protestant Body with a Popish Head With humble prayers that Christ would now permit That Antichrist should take his sacred Seat The Body govern and the Members keep So Wolves protected the Unarmed Sheep Their loud Addresses sanctifie the Fraud And his Almighty Violence applaud Prompt him to Mischiefs with upraised Note As Right and Wrong had been their own by Vote Vow'd that if ever he his Fate should try With Life and Fortune they would all stand by So afterwards they did at Salisbury Nor Murmur'd they untill Dispensing Art Their well-belov'd Ambition had cut short But Early * The Carlisle Address Thanks for standing Armies gave And shouted home the glorious Charter Slave With Mushrome Joy themselves Themselves deceiv'd And thank their God for what they ne're †Pr. of Wales Believ'd Triumphant Flames in Hypocritick Scorn A second time do London's * Fire-works Trophies Burn While Injur'd Heaven does Flash for Flash return Yet these the same who when his Fame decreas't And all his borrow'd Gloryes Overcast Are found Caballing and in short Debate Quitting his Fortunes to avoid his Fate Nassovian Justice Tyranny supprest The wearied Land for some few dayes had rest Ah few they were indeed but very few Till Discontent our former Feuds renew And did King Jesus Reign they 'd murmur too Some smaller aids to our new Joys they lent And feign'd to smile when they could not prevent But bauk'd of Lawless power as once to Reign At their own aukward Jest they first repine At Government with passive Fury rail And their forsaken Idol now bewail His hopefull Voyage to Irish Boggs they sing And his Almighty thousands hither bring From Month to Month his Numerous Hosts they show How oft has England been Invaded so Of his great Deeds they threatn'd and of their own And talk'd of Fights but always talk'd at Home So Great D s the Royal Fortress mann'd How oft he swore how oft the Prince he Damn'd With many a Battering Curse and many a Gun Still as he run he curst and as he curst he run His willing Bands with wondrous Courage broke Nor fought he for his Monarchs Cause a stroke But fled e're yet the distant Troops appear Ah! had his Guilt been less so had his Fear And now for Twins in craft observe the Men Who early for the Princes Cause began The Posse rais'd and with united bands In Fraud and in Ambition too shook hands For Hostages their Noble Pledges gave There needs no arts to keep him true that 's Brave Once with our Hate successfully they strove Screen'd by their Vices and their Masters Love Bloted by Pride as they had oft been told By their own Brass and by the Kingdoms Gold Their early Dictates of Tyrannick Sway When we the King the King did them Obey They still maintain nor can they soon forget To crush the Subject and Embroyle the State New fears of unborn Factions do infuse And thread-bare cryes of Forty One renews Accustom'd to be Jealous even of Light When formidable Nothings did affright Vouch that the Votes that William's Scepter gave Made him a King a Commonwealth to have That those are fittest to direct his Rule Who meant him that unthinking thing a Tool Unfettered at his hazard not their own Would pay the Switzer off and Reign alone And now in closest Councils they preside With Friend and Foe an equal spoil divide With double aspect seek their single Ends Aiding King William with King James his Friends To neither true but hold the Poise at home That both may humble Clients be to great King T And now the Church that sacred Vizor's on And Rome begins to pull down Babylon Dragooning's ceas'd and Passive Laws declare They wait to see the Issue of the War Too well the subtil Statesman knew the Tribe To tamper till he found the Soveraign Bribe Too well he knew they could not long withstand A trifling Oath De Facto now at one Distinction gain'd The Militant thousands of the Sacred Train Who long with starving hopes withstood in vain Four Golden Candlesticks compose the Van With all their Persecution glories on The same that in the fiery Furnace trod For Sons o' th' Church are all the Sons of God A fifth nor Clergy nor the Laity own Was Souldier Bishop Lord and Puritan Blew Cloak or Cassock Troop or Convocation And thus he tryes his skill upon the Nation In Grand Procession thus he views the Lists His Squadron full four hundred booted Priests The black Brigade thus for their Church appear'd And horrid cryes for Abdy Harvy rear'd With Notions scar'd and their own Guilt subdued So once before they fled when none pursued But when the terror of the Church begun And Citts in Troops of Blew-Coat-Whiggs came on The Martial Zealot in his Cope uprears To the Royal Petticoats his Christian Prayers And for Disbanding Grace made his Orisons Which like his Graces Repartees were wise Ones One purchas'd Priest whose pay did not miscarry A very Priest for very Mercenary Conscious of his too tottering Faith and knew That if he took but one should perjure two In Conscience said hee 'd never break them both And swore by God he would not take the Oath But now the gawdy Nicety's in vain De Facto Swearers with De Jure joyn Sworn and unsworn one common Cause promote And private Fewds for publick good forgot While Doctor Sherlock now the Church harangu'd With that same Topick
lookt for * A Parson taken at Grave's Coffee-House Treason's prov'd a Bawdy Song And thus the Gallick Victories they declar'd Even before the hastening Fact appear'd Boasting their shame and hugg'd themselves to find Their Israel their own Israel flee before the Philistine Just then when sinking Horror did surround And present Fears our absent Hopes confound The wondrous Trump his * Boâ—ne Conquest sounded o're So once his Aspect sav'd the Land before Moments of time the vast occasion hit To those surprizing and to these compleat Had the great deed exactly tim'd by Fate One weighty juncture slipt 't had come too late Had he not fought or had it not been then Thô he had conquer'd it had been in vain So Mighty Nassau so did Heaven contrive That thy Great hand should twice the Nation save See now the Hydra-Faction of the Town Cry Hail and bend with aukward Couchees to the Throne The Cause disown and cowardly Nero curse Not that he did no better but no worse Ah! were they true to their adopted Cause There 's far more danger in their Tongues than Claws For now with fatal Industry they drive And unto one past Plot two more contrive Nor grudge to perish in the storm they raise So their last fall their Country but betrayes So swift are Men to desperate Ills design'd To ill spontaneous and in good confin'd A proof the evil Principle is first And Guilt has all the Power to Will engross'd View next the last Fateague of New-born hope To sink their fears and empty Comforts prop Exactly laid but * The Words of the Letter to K. James taken with Lord Preston God knows how let drop In suppliant Postures now to Court they go And they who once abhorr'd Petition now Nor are the Rout of less suppos'd esteem Than six score representing Persons seem Captains of thousands mighty Men of Valour From silly Will to Captain Tom the Taylor In Mood and Figure to the House made way To beg their Prentices a Holy day And made a most unconscionable Prayer That they might have no Aldermen nor Mayor But that the City as in ancient Troy One General Revel-Jubilee might enjoy That Bedlam Newgate Counters and Bridewell Might with the Common-C il now Rebell That Tower Ditches might exclude the Thames And Royal Nassau truckle to King James And that your poor Petitioners may be eas'd And have a Mayor or no Mayor as they pleas'd Remonstrating that what they did restore Had more restrain'd them than they were before 'T was not their loathsome Priviledges they sought But freedom to do ill Give them their ancient Priviledges agen When they could plunder and destroy like Men The luscious Garlick of the former Reigns And pin not Freemen up with Posts and Chains When threatning Bastions at the Tower begun And Guild-Hall Gate became a Garrison When Charters were the Test and Kings did know What they durst ask the Subject durst bestow When trusty Patriots bought Mechanick sway Begg'd for Illegal Orders to obey And Compliment their Liberty's away Whose * Pickering that begg'd to have his Companies Charter taken away and delivered it with his own hand swifter Grant his cravings did defeat And Tyranny it self anticipate A new Sir Will. this second March begun And brought his Blunderbuss but left his Gun 'T was thought the King bestow'd his Spurs in spight And spoild a Captain to compose a Knight In Whigg-Plot days have you not seen the Beau With Martial Bagpipe to the Main Guard go With many a Blunderbuss and Musquetoon Compleatly arm'd with Cane and Pantaloon Equip't with his Hereditary Pride And his Inheritance of Brains beside Nature has wisely blazon'd on his Face The Escutcheon of his Family an Ass From ear to ear the Mantling does extend Creste'd to show the Goat's the Asses Friend Accostom'd to Command he rais'd in pity This Independant Troop to serve the City And wisely does remonstrate to the House How much his Zeal before his Knowledge goes And how he had improv'd his time at School Was now a well accomplish'd Captain Fool A weighty Blockhead with an empty Scull Next him Sir Ralph in his due order stood A very Ralph a very piece of Wood By art they say his Timber does excell An artificial stroke may polish Hell Some hid accomplishments he may contain That do for Speculation still remain Or to be known when th' art to understand Without the drudgery of speaking's gain'd At present if we judge by what is known As to the species of a Fool he 's one Alas Tom Durfey thou hast fallen Short And now * New Rappareâ—s pag. 6. Drugestus shall excuse thee for 't For he had else come next to make us sport With Ruby Face and old abhorring Nose So Copper mix'd with Stone does Brass compose Next Cousin Will with wither'd Face and Foot In his Addressing Slippers hobbl'd to 't With aukward Phys and a Petitioning Band Recants Abhorring now to heal the Land With many a sigh the Danger represents And now like Pen the Brother Statesman cants Had he a Linnen Ephod from the Stall On 's head a neighbouring Sign he 'd be a Cardinal Were I King James I 'de send for him to France And to a real Hat the Tool advance Who knows when once become His Eminence He may be fitter for an * His Blunder at the Barr of the House Evidence Besides some change attends him that he knows Inform'd by his prognosticating Toes Now if you 'd hear some Loyal City Farce Hear Bed d hee 'l bid you kiss his Ar Nor Shrieffs nor Mayor nor Common Halls excus'd But his Posteriors are alike expos'd Nay if Bow Bells for Whiggish Joys are rung The jangling Mettal must salute his Bung The Parliament he hopes will hear him now If not his common Compliment they know Some of the sort have Crimes are Capital On whom their Brothers Blood do's Vengeance call Tender of these we say to Rouse and Brough Eternity is Punishment enough Take an authentick Term for your Condition 'T was Murther styl'd by th' House you now Petition Petition Heaven if it be not too late And tempt no more inevitable Face But note that they do Penitence pretend Who strive to extenuate and not amend And here some Tears does injur'd Cornish call Whom weeping Heaven does annually bewail And Vengeance swift as Fate upon his Murtherers entail Whose Death will never be forgot forgiven On Earth by Man or unreveng'd by Heaven An Innocent Man by your unrighteous Breath As a Man before the wicked fell To paint the single Character of all Would swell the Satyr to a Chronicle As whipping Langham and his Brother Kent With Pious Brerewood Doctor Small-beer's Saint And some that sacrificed Mistress Gaunt With one of Cornishes that yet survives And near an hundred more Diminutives One general Character the List may Own The Hackney Jurors of the Drooping Town The Inquisitors of late Tyrannick Reign Who now Petition
Cook had try'd and hang'd The Honest Levites who are poor and few As they may well be poor who dare be true With words they wheedle some with Gold as many For Priests were always to be bought for mony Room for a Regiment of Bigott Citts Who lately lost and lately found their Wits By wondrous Fate with * I don't â—…an the Lieutenancy forfeit Favours grac'd By Mighty T m's Almighty Magick plac'd View them in Arms when our invaded Coast Some glittering hopes propos'd that all was lost How their advanc'd Battalion's did appear To fight the Men appointed to come here Sir W m that in Martial Robes did shine And Reason good indeed began the Line With many a Rank of Tory Buff and Feather That 's now Restor'd and gone the Lord knows whither To keep the Peace Precedency's did grant And here if not at home he 's Commandant Tho might he choose Commands 't would be agen Ten thousand Guinea's not ten thousand Men Ah! Tom Papillion 't was a slippery trick To bilk the Mayor and then to Holland sneak See now the Martial Magistrate from far With all his dreadful Equipage of War Three equal Halves compose his stately Meen Half Lord half Souldier half a Gentleman And three as equal Dividends make out The gawdy styles of his Pedantick Rout. True City Champions tumults to appease And wish't for Conventicling Trophies raise As Taylors Porters Prentices become Half drunk half sober and a half run home Sir P r next had Primitive command Compleatly fix't had but his Boots come on A Campaign Phys and as it came to pass As much a Souldier and as much an Ass In different styles his numerous Titles ran Was Hangman Collonel and Chamberlain Synonimous to that Miraculous store Was very Rich and also very Poor In later times he learnt to Domineer And now most accurately swaggers here His Favourites now his dear bought Trophies sing And he sues for speaking Treason like a King Enrich't with lusty Verdict from the * Suing Bellamy for words had two Marks Dammages Assize Who at two Marks his over-valued Honour prize A third and fourth to fill the Cavalcade With match't Battallions meet on the Parade For equal Falshood equal Fate befell This dub'd a Knight and that a Collonel A fifth and sixth with many a subaltern Went out with Fools and just as wise return But his Condition justly we condole For pity is a Tribute to a Fool Who first dismounted in the hot dispute Went out on Horseback and came home on Foot The unhappy shot distinguish't to a Jest Pick't out the Animal and spar'd the Beast Tho' some affirm the truth did not appear Till he had first be t himself for Fear Nor with the fright did his Misfortune end But first his brother Beast condol'd and next his Friend So once the Woodman to the Man of God When the lost Ax sunk in the Neighbouring Flood Alas 't was borrowed And thus the Knights with City Discipline Martch't to High Park indeed to see the Queen So once the French with Forty thousand Men Went up the Hill and so came down agen So once King James his Squadrons did delude-a By storming Hounslow Heath instead of Buda Had you the Baggage of the Host but view'd Besides the running Campers that pursued Had you beheld the Stores the Magazine The Bread the Cheese the Bottles and the Wine You would have swore 't had been a Scotch Campaign That barren Highlands their fateagues should know Where neither they could reap nor others sow Or that Montross's Marches they should take With fifty days Provision at his back And now the Queen advances to the view Lord how the ready Troops in order shew No more a Figure their now dissolved Files And one great Throng the well fix't Line compiles To let the Queen their Annual postures know At their more regular Figure Lord-Mayors-Show And now the Royal Chariot's shouted home By that Almighty Monster Captain Tom Whose ecchoing shouts when she no more can hear Their Pot-gun Volleys charge Her Royal Ear Whose regular noise had she not known how tame How unprepar'd and how resolv'd they came Some dreadful scambling combate did present Alike confus'd thô different in event And who knows what that day might have produc'd By Wine and Martial Gallantry seduc'd Had not the Wiser Sex their Votes deny'd As to the Bagg of Bullets by the side Wisely the advent'rous Wife her presence gave To calm with Frowns the Fop she came to save A Whip's a proper weapon for a Slave So once Sclavonian Masters did attack When conquering Slaves came in Rebellion back And thus the Royal Muster did conclude And the Host dissolv'd into a multitude Meer Mob the Matter Army was the Form So Bees go out a Troop come back a Swarm So well composed Vapours represent Ships Armies Battails in the Firmament 'Till steady Eyes the Exhalation solves And all to its first matter Cloud dissolves Mean while the Martial Terrors of the Field The threatned Whiggs with just Disdain beheld The unwieldy Monster they at once defie And in their Monarchs Cares do Peace enjoy Their joyful Aids to his support lay down And thankfully his happy Influence own Their hearty thousands his Exchequer knows And ready Loans their Press'd Obedience shows No false Harangues of late addressing Age But thus their Lives and Fortunes they engage An active Loyalty their Princess sees To purpose shown and in Extremities Words are an empty Loyalty at best And cheaply paid Occasion is the Test So found too late their Abdicated James And so our Naval Management Proclaims Nor do we Laurels to his Temples bring Or conquering William's dear bought Triumphs sing With greater Joy than with regret we see His Cause for his is ours Betray'd at Sea So while th' accursed thing i' th' Camp remain'd Were Israel's Tents with Israel's slaughters stain'd Not so the Hero 's our Design displayes Whose awkward Grin their treacherous Joy betrayes Ungrateful Smiles their envious hopes declare And style the Invasion a Familiar War Their horrid Jests on English Fears they make And wild Delights in hop'd Revenge do take Boast of our Losses with exalted Voice And at their Countreys Infamy rejoyce With uncouth Joy the well known Story told How an Invasion's bought and England sold And how exact the deep Intreague is laid The Dutch be sacrific'd and we betray'd 'T was like a Priest when of the Sacred Tribe One in his bloated Hopes their Plots describe Our Plot said he and paus'd to let you know To whom your Hopes to whom your Thanks you owe 's So deep so well contriv'd such Actors in 't The Devil perhaps may know 't but can't prevent But when the Mob the Reverend Author took How like his * Roger when â—ook and carried to Guild-Hall Guide did passive Clerus look How more confus'd if Impudence can blush When sarch't for boasted Plots The Priest as Priests are wont deceiv'd the throng And