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Broadside ballad entitled 'She Put her Hand Upon his Skull, With this Prophetick Blessing, Be Thou Dull' |
TranscriptionShe put her Hand upon his Scull, with this Prophetick blessing. Be thou Dull, &c. YE Coblers, and Taylors draw near, And up wi'd Alie, Alie. Up wi'd Alie now,&c. And now my dear Mob, 'tis for You, And up wi'd Alie,Alie, Up wi'd she new, &c. O ! To see how the World's beguild, And up wi'd Alie, Alie, Up wi'd Alie new, &c. For though in France he was deep in a Plot. Yet the Syringe and Damnable Fluid, Does rightly Decipher his Riddle, What hapred to this vertuos Druid, When he caught the Lady s---t by the midle, And up wi'd Alie, Alie, &c. His Speeches the Treary knockt down, The Droget, false Brans and his Bell, Was there eversuch Rhetorick found. And up wi'd Alie, Alie, &c. That this Hero the Treaty Oppos'd, Some had it by Pen and Ink, F I N I S.
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Probable date published:
1706- shelfmark: S.302.b.2(067)
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