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16 HEY, THEN, UP GO WE.
And when the Popish saints are down,
Then Burges shall be sainted.
There's neither cross, nor crucifix,
Shall stand for men to see ;
Rome's trash and trumpery shall go down,
And hey, then, up go toe.
Whate'er the Popish hands have built.
Our hammers shall undo,
We'll brake their pipes, and burn their copse,
And burn down churches too ;
We'll exercise within the groves,
And preach beneath the tree ;
We'll make a pulpit of a cask,
And hey, then, up go lue.
We'll down with all the 'versities,
Where learning is profest,
Because they practise and maintain
The language of the Beast ;
We'll drive the doctors out of doors
And parts whate'er they be ;
We'll cry all arts and learning down,
And hey, then, up go we.
We'll down with deans and prebends too.
And I rejoice to tell ye.
How that we will eat pigs our fill,
And capon by the belly;
We'll burn the fathers' learned books,
And make the schoolmen flee ;
We'll down with all that smells of wit,
And hey, then, up go we.
If once the antichristian crew
Be crush'd and overthrown,
We'll teach the nobles how to stoop,
And keep the gentry down :

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