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A70655 The loyal garland containing choice songs and sonnets of our late unhappy revolutions, very delightful and profitable, both to this present, and future ages / published by S.N. a lover of mirth. S. M.; S. N., lover of mirth. 1673 (1673) Wing M79B; ESTC R20011 44,178 129

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Diurnals and News And lard their discourse With a Comment that 's worse That which pleaseth me best Is a Song or a Iest And my obedience I 'le shew by my drinking He that drinks wel does sleep wel he that sleeps well doth think well He that drinks well does do well he that does well must drink well A Dialogue betwixt Tom and Dick the former a Country man the other a Citizen Presented to the Lord General Monck at Drapers Hall London March 28. 1660. To the tune of I 'le never love thee more Tom. NOw would I give my life to sée This wondrous Man of might Dick. Dost sée that Jolly Lad That 's he I 'le warrant him he 's right There 's a true Trojan in his face Observe him o're and o're Come Tom If ever George be base Ne're trust good fellow more He 's none of the Phantastick brood that murther while they pray That truss and theat us for cur good all in a godly way He drinks no Blood and they no Sack into their guts will your But if George does not the knack Ne're trust good fellow more His quiet Conscience néeds no guard He 's brave but full of pity Tom. Yet by your leave he knockt so hard H 'ad like t'awak'd the City Dick. Fool 't was the Rump that let a Fart The Chains and Gates it tore But if George bears not a true heart Ne're trust good fellow more Tom. You City blades are cunning Rooks how carely you collegue him But when your Gates flew off the hooks you did as much be rogue him Dick. Pugh 't was the Rump did onely séel the blows the City bore But if George ben't true as Steel Ne're trust good fellow more Dick. Come by this hand we I crack a quart thou It pledge his Health I trow Tom. Tope boy Dick A lusty dish my heart away w'ot Tom Let it go Drench me you slave in a ful bowl I le take 't an 't were a score Dick Nay if George ben't a hearty So●il Ne're trust good fellow more Tom. But hark you sirrah we 're too loud he'● hang us by and by Methinks he should be vengeance proud Dick. No more than thée or I. Tom. Why then I le give him the best Blade That ● re the Bilbo wore Dick. If George prove not the bonny Lad Ne're trust good fellow more Tom. 't Was well he came we 'd mawld the tail We 've all thrown up our Farms And from the Musket to the Flail put all our men in Arms. The Girls had ta'ne the Members down Ne're saw such things before Dick If George speak not the town our own Ne're trust good fellow more Dick. But prithée are the folk so mad Tom. So mad say'st They 'r undone There 's not a penny to be had and ev'ry Mothers son ●ust fight if he intend to eat grow valiant now he is poor Dick. Come yet if George don't do the feat Nere trust good fellow more Tom. Why Richard 't is a devilish thing we 're not left worth a groat My Dell has sold her wedding-ring and Sue has pawnd her coat The snivelling Rogues abus'd our Squire and call my Mistriss whore Dick. Yet if George don't do what we require Nere trust good fellow more Tom. By this good day I did but speak they took my py-ball'd Mare And put the carrion wench to 'th squeak things go against the hair Our prick-rar'd Cornel looks as big still as he did before Dick. And yet if George don't hum his Gigg Nere trust good fellow more Faith Tom our case is much at one we 're broke for want of trade Our City 's baffled and undone betwixt the Rump and Blade We 've emptied both our Veins and Bags upon a Factious Score If George compassion not our rags Ne're trust good fellow more Tom. But what dost think should be the cause whence all these mischiefs spring Dick. Our damned breath of Oaths and Laws our murther of the King We have bin slaves since Charls his Reign we liv'd like Lords before If George don't set all things right again Ne're trust good fellow more Tom. Our Vicar and he 's one that knows told me once I know what and yet the Thief is woundy close Dick. 'T is all the better That Has too much Honesty and Wit to let his tongue run o're If this prove not a lucky hir Ne're trust good fellow more Shall 's ask him what he means to do Tom. Good faith with all my heart Thou mak'st the better Leg o' th two take thou the better part I 'le follow if thou l't lead the Van. Dick. Content I le march before If George prove not a gallant man Ne're trust good fellow more My Lord in us the Nation craves but what you 're bound to do Tom. We have liv'd Drudges Dick and we Both. Restore us but our Laws agen Th' unborn shall thee adore If George denies us his Amen Ne're trust good fellow more Englands Triumph Or the Rump routed by a true assertor of Englands Interest General George Monck To the t●ne of Fill up the Parliament full WHat maketh the Souldiers to stand to their Arms 'T is for what they profest to kéep us from harms The Members secluded come now in by swarms To fill up the Parliament full full full To fill up the Parliament full 3. You know that the City Gates late were thrown down And the Walls too were order'd by Parliament frown But General Monck has pleas'd Soldier and Gown And fill'd up the Parliament c. 3. A dispute there was had by the Members secluded Brav● Monck was the Vmpire and found them deluded But Englands great joy is now wholly concluded For he has fill'd up the Parliament c. Sir Arthur the Valiant must make his spéech large Lest the Members excluded lay treason to 's charge Hée'd better have dealt with his New-Castle Barge Than to see the old Parliament c. The Aldermen Grave and the Commons o' th City Imprisoned were the more is the pity But General Monck said that I will acquit ye For the Parliament shall be now c. Have you not séen fresh flowers in the spring And have you not heard a Cage-bird sing But if the Cage-Members would bring in the King It would fill up the Parliament c. The Parliament now will come into their Géers For secluded PRYN that once lost his Ears Marcht in with his Rapier for Commons and Péers To fill up the Parliament c. Whose often Declaring has furnisht the Nation With Parliament Arguments of the old fashion And would have both King Lords and Péers in this Nation To fill up the Parliament c. Our brave General Monck we bound are to thank The Honest Lord Fairfax has plaid too his prank No thanks to be given to the Rump nor the Shank To fill up the Parliament c. Had the City ne're mov'd nor the Prentices strove They'd lost their Old