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The sence of the House or the opinion of some Lords and Commons, concerning the Londoners petition for peace.
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1643
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Wing S2551; Thomason 669.f.6[117]; ESTC R212623
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The Sence of the HOVSE or the Opinion of some LORDS and COMMONS Concerning the LONDONERS Petition for PEACE GIve eare beloved Londoners Fie fie you shame us all Your Rising up for Peace will make The close Committee fall I Wonder you should aske for that which they must needs deny Here 's 30. swears the 'le have no Peace And bid me tell you why First I 'le noe Peace say's Essex For my Chaplin say's 't is sinn To Loose 100. l. a day Just when my wife lies inn They cry God Blesse your Excellence But if I loose my Place The 'le call me Rebell Popular Asse And Cuckold to my Face Yee Citizen fooles said Warwick Doe ye talke to me of Peace Who not onely stole His Majesties Ships But Robd him of his Seas No no I 'le keepe the water still And have my Ships well man'd For I have Leasd and sold so much I know not where to Land Doe Brother do say's Holland then For Peace breeds us noe quiet Besides my Places both are lost With 16. dishes Dyet I plaid the Judas with the King which makes the World detest me Nay should His Majesty pardon me A hundred would Arrest mee Kimbolton Say's those Londoners Deserve to loose their eares For now they 'l all Obey the King Like Citizen Cavaliers Le ts Vote the Peace a dangerous Plot And send them a deniall For if they save the Kingdome then they 'l give us a Legall tryall The Welsh-men rage quoth Stamford And call me villanous Goate For I plunderd Hereford Aldermens Gowns To make my Besse a Coate T is true the Towne did feed me well From which I tooke good Fleeces But if Peace come they 'l reare both me And all my whores in pieces Fight fight quoth Say now now hold up Their Iealosies and feares The worke will thrive I Plotted it Above these Seventeene yeares 'T is I that am your Engenere But if for Peace you Vote Oh then they 'l make me come to church Or else will cut my throat My father Goodwin quoth VVharton Calls me asilly lad And wonders you 'l aske Peace of me Who have beene lately mad Ye chose me Iâ—sh Generall And I chose to stay here For should I Fight amongst the bâ—gs their 's nere a Sawpiâ— there These heathen Prentices quoth Brook Did make my Coach man stay Bid me be bare although I spake But 13. Bulls that day If Peace knock of my Learned Scull Then at my House you 'l see The swoard of Guy the dunn Cowâ— Rib The Asses tooth and me I made the Speech quoth Roberts When his Excellence first began For which he swore by a potle of sack To make me a Gentleman But if the King get to VVhithall Then all my Hopes are past I am the first Lord of my house And would not be the the last COMMONS Keepe Silence quoth the Speaker But do not hold your Peace Let 's fit and Vote and hold them too t For I 'le do what you please I' have but poore 6000 pounds besides some spoones and bowles Nay grant a Peace and how shall I Be Master of the Roles Then spake five members all at once And for an Army cri'd Last yeare say they they rescued us Or else we had beene tryed What though you are almost undone Ye shall Contribute still We will convey our Truncks away And then do what you will My venum swels quoth Hollis And that his Majesty knowes And I quoth Hambden feâ—â—h the Scots Whenâ— all this mischeife growes I am an Asse quoth Haslerig But yet I 'me depe i' th plot And I quoth Stroud can ly as fast As master Pym can trott But I quoth Pym your hackney am And all your drudgery doe Have made good Speeches for my selfe And priviledges for you I sit and can looke down on men Whilest others bleed and fight I eate their Lordships meate by day And give it their Wives by night Then Vane grew black 'i th Face and sweares Their 's none so deepe as I The Staffe and Signet slipt my hand My Sonne can tell you why The name of Peace men say is sweet But oh it makes me stinke For Straffords Ghost doth haunt me so I cannot sleepe a winke Were Starfford living Mildmay said He wold do me none ill For I bid my selfe i' th privy When ' th house did passe his Bill But oh my gold and silver thread That Gregory calls his owne Though in a Ship I made my will I was not borne to drowne You found me quoth Sir Robert Pye I have bin long a knave And promise I should be so still So you my Vote should have And I quoth Lawrence Whitaker Agree to do so too And if you leave old Courtiers thus They 'l do as much for you This Peace quoth Michaell Olsworth Will bring no fee to mee And yet my Lord hath sworne for it And will not follow mee Fie downe with Bishops Wheeler said For I have Rob'd the Church Oh base will you conclude of Peace And leave us in the lurch Who talkes of Peace quoth Ludlow Hath neither Sence nor Reason For I ne're spake i' th house but once And then I spoke high Treason Your meaning was as bad as mine You must defend my Speech Or else you 'l make my Mouth as fam'd As was my Fathers breetch I 'le Plunder him quoth Bainton That mentions Peace to mee The last Bishop would not grant my Lease But now I have it free A Gunpowder Monopoly Quoth Eveling raised my Father And if you let the Peace go on They 'le call me Powder Traytor Foh said Sir Iohn Hotham Is this a time to Treate When New-Castle and Cumberland Mee to the Walls have beare Yee base obedient Citizens Do yee thinke to save your Lives My Sonne and I wilâ— serve you all As I have serv'd five Wives Indeed quoth Sir Hugh Cholmely Sir Iohn you say most true For I have Sold and Morgaged Even all my Land to you My Brother would have serv'd the KING But was forbidd to stay The King foresaw at Keinton Feild Sir Harry would runne a way I went downe quoth Sir Stapleton With Musket Pike and Drum To fetch Sir Francis Wortley up But truely he will not come Oh Lord Sir Robert Harlowe said How do our foes increase I wonder who the Devill it was That first invented Peace Treason treason treason Sir Walter Earle cryed out Farr worse then blowing up the Thames The Dagger or the Clout Damm it said Miles Corbet Or wee are all confounded And Cavaliers will Cuckold mee As well as did the Round head Zounds said Henry Martin Wee 'l have no Accomodation D'ye not know 't was I that tore His Majesties Proclamation In the House I spake high treason I 've sold both Land and Lease Nay I shall then have but three Whores A pox upon this Peace Yeâ— see beloved Londoners Your Peace is out of season For which yov have the sence of'th House And every Members Reason Oh do not stand for Peace then For trust mee if you do Each County of the Kingdome will Rise up and do so too FINIS OXFORD Printed by LEONARD LICHFIELD Printer to the Vniversity 1643.