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        An Excellent New

           HYMN,

            COMPOSD

By the Prieſts of the ORDER of
St. PERKIN, for the Uſe of
High-Church, upon their approach-
ing Day of Humiliation, being the
CORONATION-Day of his
truly Proteſtant Majeſty King
GEORGE.

                    PART I.

1 OH ! Why doſt thou forſake us thus ?
Muſt thy griev'd Zion mourn ?
Unto our dwindling Thouſand, ſoon
O Lucifer, return.
2 Proud Hermodactyl's loſty head
Is humbl'd to the Duſt :
Lord Gambol now is laugh'd to ſcorn,
In whom we plac'd our Truſt.

3 And eke his Grace of Mobington,
Full ſore we do lament ;
Who, in the Day of Tryal, flood
All Dangers to prevent ,
4  That dreadful Day, when Damere's Arm
Salvation for us wrought ;
And Purchas at the Head of Mob,
'Gainſt Whiggiſt Squadrons fought.

5  When Canting Presbyterian Tubs
Were made a Sacrifice,
And coſtly Flames in Lincoln-Firlds,
Roſe to the wond'ring Skies.
6  Whoſe interpoſing Intereſt did
Our Generals ſave from death,
And cheating Tyburn of its due,
Preſerv'd their precious Breath.

7  Spitfire no more can do us good,
The Schiſmaticks prevail :
And truſty Rummer, in diſgrace,
May ſet up ſelling Ale.
8  For why, the Matter's very plain,
French Claret's out of Seaſon :
Then who wou'd Factor be in France,
That hath or Senſe, or Reaſon ?

9  Now honeſt Brogue to native Land,
Muſt Lacquey home again,
If that a Martyrdom by Hemp,
Does not his Flight reſtrain.
10 But if that truſty Con ſhou'd 'ſcape
Their Whiggiſh Cruelty,
O ſend him back, that he may write
Our Martyrologie.