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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A37165	The Coronation of Queen Elizabeth, with the restauration of the Protestant religion, or, The downfal of the Pope being a most excellent play, as it was acted both at Bartholomew and Southwark fairs, this present year, 1680, with great applause and approved of and highly commended by all the Protestant nobility, gentry and commonalty of England, who came to be spectators of the same.	J. D.	1680 (1680)	Wing D31; ESTC R22544	15,259	27

Pope Where hast thou brought me through these gloomy shades of Night Devil Ask thy self know'st thou this Figure once thy Servant and now thy Master I counselled thee in all raised thee at first and gave thee Popedom bore thy Messages o'r Sea and laid and managed all thy Plots against the Hereticks but thou hast bought my Service dear at the price of thy poor Soul I had thee too in Bonds and all to make thee one to Lucifer my Master The time 's expired thy Glass is run and long thou can'st not stay therefore I 'll leave thee to that fate thou meritest and the Heriticks shall give thee The Scene suddenly draws off and discovers Hell full of Devils Popes and Cardinals with the Ghosts of Moricena and Dulcementa wounded To them the Devilenters Pope What ghastly Visions this my Eye-balls start my Blood runs backward and chill Horror freezes up the Spring of Life Enter one who sings in Answer to a Noise behind the Scenes c. SONG Voice WHere where 's the Pope Answer Come to die in a Rope Or his Breath expire by the flames of hot fire To meet the just Plagues that his sins do require Voice Pray what is his Crime For coming to Popedom before 't was his time For Murther and Whoredom for Poison and Rape For killing the Father and making escape From the Chair of St. Peter to a Heretick City Mid'st the Rabble to suffer without any pity A round a round round inclose the Pope round Push him and ross him on Prongs all yet quicker Till he cryes there 's no hope for bloody bloody Pope And a cheating old fool of a Vicar Exit Singer Pope Cursed dismal fate must all my Glories and incumbent Honours sink into the dust O Popedom thou gilded Pill whose outside seems enticing fair but being took thou hurriest Mankind upon his sure destruction Oh I could curse thee but 't is now too late And I with patience must endure my fate As he is going out Tim. Brush Honeysuckle and others of the Rabble come running in and almost beat him down Tim. Ha what have we got here a Mamamouche Honey I 'll be hang'd if this fellow han't run away from his Colours Vds-foot look here he has brought the Key of the Cupboard away with him for haste Laying hold on the Key that hangs by his side Tim. Pray Sir if a Man may be so bold to ask what are you Sir A dismal Voice from above Voice He 's a Pope Tim. Ha hark ye there Neighbours there 's something says he is a Pope All. O law Tim. Pray Sir are you a Pope Pope No. Tim. Why then you might have told a body so at first Voice He lies Tim. Ha there 's something says he lies but I don't know what it is yet 't is no matter let it be what it will we are bound to believe it for it can't lie so long as it speaks against the Pope Goes to him Pray Sir what Pope are you Voice He 's the Pope of Rome Tim. Ha hark you there Neighbours nay if he be the Pope of Rome he shall quickly know his doom All. He shall he shall Tim. For now I think on 't Neighbours we are to have Bonfires to night for the Victory over the Spanish Armado and this Pope having been the cause of the burning of many a Heretick what say ye if we should return him like for like and burn him Hold stop the Pope there He offers to go out they pull him in All. Ay ay that wou'd be brave that wou'd be brave Tim. Then take him up and let 's march along with him from hence To Temple-Bar where being come We 'll sacrifice this mighty Pope of Rome Pope O Gentlemen Gentlemen for Gods sake Gentlemen Oh. All. Ay ay up with him up with him They get him astride upon a Coul-staff and lift him upon their Shoulders snatching off his Triple Miter Mantel and other Ornaments they put them upon themselves then hollow and dance round him Tim. For know if you your self to us do commit You soon shall find we love neither Pope Priest nor Jesuit Pope Gentlemen Gentlemen nay Gentlemen They go out with him hallowing and throwing up their Hats The Queen Enter her General Lords and Attendants General Long live the most Victorious Queen on Earth The far fam'd Great Renown'd Elizabeth Whose Arms may now be term'd Invincible since Spain and France with their Vnited Powers could not resist your Force May the World tremble at your Name and may afflicted Kings and Princes fly to you for Succour who next to Heaven are only able for to give it and the Neatherlands still owe their Peace to you nay may the Nations far remote hear of the Terror of your Arm and shrink into the caverns of the Earth for fear of your dire Thunder A Lord. And as the Moon draws after her the watry World may you attract Mankind to gaze on you with wonder and so spread your Sacred Lustre beyond the utmost limits of this Globe Queen Never was Prince blessed with such Loyal Subjects the Honour of this day was yours not mine I was but a Spectator at a distance saw the Fight and saw such great Courage that the World must blush to hear Therefore you great sharers of my joy who did partake the danger shall receive such Favours from our Royal Bounty as are fit for a Princess to give and Subjects to receive All. Our Lives and Fortunes still attend our Royal Mistress Enter Tim Brush Honeysuckle and others Tim. Here 's King Elizabeth Down on your Marrow-Bones ye Dogs Down on your Marrow-Bones I say They Kneel Queen What wou'd these Supplicants Tim. Ha what does she Invite us all to Supper All. Ay ay O law Queen What is it you request Tim. We the Tatterdy-Mallion head of the Body Politick an 't shall please your Majesty We are your True-born Subjects as Arrant Hereticks as ever piss'd and it shall please your Majesty we have been a fighting against the Pope An 't please your Majesty and have beaten the Pope and taken the Pope and now we are come to get your Majestie 's leave to let us burn the Pope General And where will you get one Tim. O we have a Pope a lusty Pope a strapping Pope a Rumping Thumping Pope a Pope that will fry like Bacon an 't please you Queen Use your freedom you have our leave but do it with discretion without Riot or Tumult lest Grace once given and then abused should turn the Sword of Justice against my friends Tim. Hark you there she calls us all Friends All. O law Tim. O 'T is brave King Elizabeth I 'll warrant your Worship we 'll use him as we ought Come come to burn the Pope to burn the Pope Away away They go out leaping and shouting Queen Thus Heaven showers Blessings on the head of Kings And does Protect them with Immortal Wings Rome may Conspire and Hell with her Combine Yet cannot harm though Pope and Devil join They go out Enter six Dancers who Dance a Set-Dance which ended They go out then a Woman Enters and Dances a Jig The End of the PLAY EPILOGUE GAllants I must confess your dealing 's fair You paid your Moneys e'r you saw our Ware And shou'd you now dislike since you have seen Pray tell me how you 'd get your Coin again For ne'r at Law there yet an Action lay For Money 's gi'n to see a Wanton Play Let me entreat you then dislike it not But like to those who late a Clap have got Commend the Wench that more may to her go So if they Jeer you you may Jeer them too Yet Plays like Wives are subject to a Curse Because they 'r took for Better or for Worse Ladies If you 'd but Smile I 'm sure that then It would be pleasing to the Gentlemen Yet pleas'd or displeas'd we cannot Command But you that a'r well pleas'd Pray Clap your hands FINIS