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324- APPENDIX.
We'll leave them to justice, let that take its course,
And set every saddle upon the right horse,
Though the witnesses fade, and the plot's almost rotten,
Yet Presbyter Jack will ne'er be forgotten.
Though the witnesses fade, &c.
We have nothing to do with the feuds of the nation.
With old Magna Charta, nor the association,
Let Shaftesbury fancy himself to be crowning,
Or beg his quietus, and venture a drowning ;
Let Titus swear on, and raise up his story ;
That's nothing to us : let the saints have their glory.
Let Titus swear on, &c.
Though the Spaniards were landed, which Bedloe recounted,
And all the commissions which Gates gave were mounted,
And little Don John did lead these brave fellows,
The devil a foot would we stir from the alehouse.
When they have rais'd armies by praying and winking,
'Tis we that maintain 'em by smoking and drinkiug.
When they have rais'd armies, &c.
Then away to the king let the tankard go round ;
May the plots and the plotters each other confound :
To his highness the duke, and his royal successors,
And every member of loyal addressers :
To the honest lord mayor, and all other good Christians :
But guard us, good Lord, from these whining Philistines !
To the honest lord Mayor, &c.
^\)c ^rotcstant iflaiL
Tune—" Hobby Horse."
1681.
Listen a while, and I'll tell you a tale,
Of a new device of a Protestant Flail.
This Flail it was made of the finest wood,
Well lin'd with lead, and notable good
For splitting of brains and shedding of blood
Of all that withstood.
With a thump, &c.

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