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A new ballad called a review of the rebellion, in three parts. To the tune of, vvhen the king injoyes his rights againe.
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1647
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Wing N555; Thomason 669.f.11[21]; ESTC R210471
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A new Ballad called a Review of the Rebellion in three parts To the tune of VVhen the King injoyes his Rights againe BRitaines awake from your six yeares dreame And listen to this deare-bought theame Which shewes how you fast a sléep were lullde And by what Magicks spells so gullde Then give attentive eare To what I make appeare In that which I shall here for your sakes relate For now you have in print And you may believe me in 't The Historie of your present State When Charles first call'd this Parliament He did it with a full intent Our grievances for to remove And to settle us in Peace and Love What e're we did desire Or justly could require He granted t' was but Aske and Have And yet woe and alas It 's now so brought to passe That the frée-borne is become a Slave For of late the treacherous Scots and Wee On a Nationall Covenant did agree And bound our selves by solemne Oath Ne're after to kéepe faith and troath And well may we sweare They 're our Brethren deare For th' have cost us many a thousand pound And for all that we have got But this advantage from the Scot We are turn'd Rebellious and Round All Players and Play-houses are o're throwne That now the Two Houses may Act alone Of which each Member with so much art Playes ye King ye Lord Knave or Fooles part The Pope or Parasite The Turke or Iesuite That could one but get in by Stealth There he might plotted see And act the Tragdie Of this poore Church and Common-wealth In all the Ecclesiastique Storie Who e're sawe such a Directorie As ours which leaves us wholly in the lurch Whilst they séeme to constitute a Church The Lords Prayer and the Créed And that which all should read The ten Commandements are out quite It séeme our Synod would Not that our people should Pray practise or believe aright Religion once so purely taught And Protestant now 's set at naught Most of our old Clergy Martyrs be For loving God and their Loyaltie And new in-lighted Sects Have now found out such Texts As none of the Fathers e're could cleare Yet these the Brethren round By the Spirit so expound That it would doe ones heart good to heare Those that were once Birds of the night Now in the Sun-shine take their flight And such as scarce durst shew their face Are now the onely Babes of Grace Lay-levites are allow'd To vent in every crow'd Such stuffe as the pure Assembly mold And so it be but new Yet the Round-head cryes 't is true Because it contradicts the old Gods due the Churches rights and lands Are ingross'd by sacrilegious hands The City-Atheist will never rest Till th' alter-coale have fir'd their Nest They will have store of gold Though for it must be sold Their God their King their Church Nation All these they never prise Because they count them lyes As they do their Saviour and Saluation The once renowned Common-Law Is made by Votes not worth a straw And Ordinances in its roome Give Loyall hearts their deadly doome A sad thing for to thinke We 're at destructions brincke Because rul'd by Legislative power And therefore now if ever This Kingdome may assever That this of darkenesse is the hower Our Liberty which cost so deare In lesse then yet full seven yeare Is lost for which such Worthies died And Tyrants now at will us ride Our persons and our purse Are now under such a curse As never yet this Land befell Of which I am afraid E're long it will be said That it cannot be much worse in Hell The second part To the same Tune THe propertie of our Estates Is spoyl'd by arbitrarie rates And no man holds life goods or lands Frée from the lust of their commands The State if 't stand in néed Will force us for to bléed So long as any one drope is left All must goe for the Caus Though quite against the lawes Of God and Man we are bereft Then what have you gain'd by all these warres But shame and beggerie and scarres In all your Zeale O peeuish Elues Whom have you conquer'd but your selues You itch against the King The Bishop and the Ring For which now stands so ingag'd the Nation Hath brought you to this passe That you are ridden like an Asse Behold your blessed Reformation They 've taken away th' Ecclesiastique Courts And given th' Apprentices dayes for sports Some of which that adventured out for the cause They make fréemen their Masters Jack-dawes Whom they vote as the trainâ—d Band Every day by them to stand That the Houses may securely sit Whilst that they do reward The Wittalls that them guard With the blessing of Issachar to teach them wit Thus while you thought all to ingrosse You must sit downe by wéeping crosse For your Lawes Religion Libertie Reputation Peace and Propertie Which you might still have had But that you fell starke mad And the father now to his sonne may tell How th' Parliament and the Scot Shar'd betweene them all wee 'd got And so the glory did depart from our Jsarel What Christian heart next doth not ake To sée the poore Irish laid at th' Stake For their lives and lands the Ordinance saith May be bought fâ—r summs on the publick faith And some men are so wise To thinke them lawfull prise Because they 're voted Rebells by our State But were it not a sinne Yet they divide the skinne Of the Beare among them e're they have 't Our People who were once so mad To be all of the Tribe of Gad Whose idolatry nothing could content But this everlasting Parliament And a posture of warre Shall find they 're gon so farre That now they cannot well come off And when they have wasted all On the Crowne and Churches fall They 'l be rewarded with a Scoffe How many Feares and Iealousies And Plots abhominable lies Have fill'd our Pulpits and our Braines Onely to cheate us into Chaines Which never will be broke But onely by a stroke Given to th' Ring-leaders of the faction Without it we may straine Our wits yet all vaine For nought can doe us good but Action Committes sit in most great Townes To awe both the Gentry and the Clownes They kéepe the peace in every Sheire By ferretting the Cavalier Yea these men are so just In discharging of their trust Impos'd upon them by the State That none shall dare to quatch Though for lying at the catch They deserue both of God and Men the hate He whom the warres leaves worth a grote Shall be Delinquent made by Vote Are we not like to be bravely reform'd Who are sure to be so throughly worm'd Quarterings Excize and Taxe Expect untill the Axe And Halter claime by Law their due Till then 't is hard to show The ready way to know A Rebell from a Subject true The Army which was once so fear'd Most gallant men have now appear'd By standing for Law and Libertie And continuance of the Monarchie And as they fought to bring To th' Parliament the King For settling of an happy Peace So still though some men kick To their principles they stick To purchase his their owne and our release The third part of the Previlidges of the two Houses of Parliament TO hate all good and hugge all evill In an Angels shape to out-act the Devill With all kinds of basenesse to comply And make the whole Realme a Monopoly To laugh at conscience And be quite void of sence Now Church and State they 've in peices rent To breake all kind of trust And to do nothing that is just Are some priviledges of this Parliament And to abuse the King by Protestation Remonstrances and Declarations To leavy armes against him and pull downe All the fairest Flowers of his Crowne To seize on his Ships and Ports His Revenue and his Forts And to revile his Queene and Progenie To counterfeict his Seale And his Letters to reveall And to kéepe him Prisoner at Holdenby And to continance tumults publish fictions Vote and Order contradictions To set up an Idoll nam'd the Cause And make all bowe to 't in spight of th' Lawes The conscience to inforce And go on without remorse And that which yet is worse to apostatize From God and all that 's good And to shed innocent blood And to stope their eares against our cryes And as the Members decay to pack new elections And to give to whom they list Protections To roote out Episopacy and to ordaine A Fast to palliate the same And an Humilation To busie the Nation Whilst they the Bishops-Lands do sell Which so men will but buy They 'l give security Vnto them that there is no Hell And the Learned Clergy to disgrace The conscientious to displace And in their roomes for to aduance Schisme Sedition and Ignorance Informers to reward Without any regard To th' persons whom they falsely peach And to promise them good pay So that enough they 'l say To bring th ill-affected within their reach And to question the Persons in the Trinitie And to make the sence of the House Divinitie To roote our Reverence and declare That Barnes as good as Churches are The truth to persecute And to make good Ministers mute And to kéep halfe our Churches without preaching And to a voide controules Though it starves the peoples Soules To suffer none but Round-head Teaching And the two Vniversities to infect And Sacramentalis to neglect All workes of Piety to pull downe With the Monuments of great renowne And Hospitalls to rob And makes us all sigh and sob And worse if worse they could invent And to vote all sence and reason That 's against them to be Treason Are Priviledges of this Parliament And so are but I conclude my Song For Truth though short e're séemes too long If now you would know what remedie There may for all these mischiefes be Then must King Charles alone Be set upon his Throne For which let 's joyne in one with might and maine For the times will never mend Till the Parliament do end And the King injoyes his right againe FINIS