DISNY's Last Farewell.
Being an Account of the Execution of William Disney Esqr, who was
Drawn, Hang'd, and Quartered, On Monday the 29th of this In-
stant June, 1685. For Printing of Monmouth's Treasonable declaration.
To the Tune of, Fortune my Foe.
This may be Printed, R. L. S. July the 1st, 1685.
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YOu Loyal Subjects wheresoe're you be,
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See here the Fruits of my Disloyalty;
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And let me shameful end a caution give
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To all, that they in Loyalty may live.
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My Princes Laws poor I did Disobey,
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My fancy lead the clean contrary way;
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And I for Treason am condemn'd to dye,
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O pitty me in my extreamity.
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I was a Gentleman by my decent,
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But to Extravagancy always bent:
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And my Estate I quickly did consume,
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But did not think of this my Fatal Doom.
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Faithless I proved to my Prince and Nation,
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Printing a most Rebellious Declaration:
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By which foul Fact I wrought my overthrow,
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Let all beware that they may not do so.
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Least like to me you meet with shameful Death,
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And rigid Fate untimely stop your breath:
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Then you perhaps may mourn when 'tis too late
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And sigh to think of your unhappy Fate.
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But you that to your Princes prove most true,
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The powers of Heaven will surely smile on you,
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You shall be Crowned with Prosperity,
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And Happiness will sure your portion be.
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My Head upon the Bridge must surely stand,
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Because I was a Traytor to my Land:
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Upon the Gates they'l set my Quarters too,
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For doing what I was forbid to do.
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Let all men to their Princes loyal be,
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And be as Strangers to all Treachery:
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Then they may rest in quiet and in peace,
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For by Rebellion comforts do decrease.
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My Father he was loyal to the Crown,
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And he thereby did purchase much renown:
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But hapless I to seek my overthrow,
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And Death will be my portion I do know.
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But this doth please me in adversity,
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That other men may warning take by me:
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And learn their lawful Princes to obey,
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From Loyalty never to go astray.
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And he to whom I did alegiance owe,
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My self an Enemy did plainly show;
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I might have Flourisht as my parents did,
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Had I not medled with the things forbid.
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I thought my self with Honour for to crown,
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But from my hopes was quickly tumbled down.
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Traytors Reward did fall unto my share,
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By which I hope all others will beware.
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Vain World adieu, I must be packing hence,
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Who prov'd so false unto my Noble Prince;
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Whose goodness to his Subjects well is known,
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Whose Fame is through all Europe spread & flown
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My Crime committed I could not deny,
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For which I to this place am brought to dye,
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A sad Example to each sad Spectator,
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Who sees the end of me poor hapless Traytor.
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Now must I launch into Eternity,
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Let every tender Soul now pray for me:
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Eternal bliss or bane I soon shall find,
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And hope my Saviour will to me be kind.
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Into whose hands my Soul I recommend
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And on his merits wholy do depend:
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Mind well these lines which here are sent to you,
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And mind how Disney bids the World adieu.
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FINIS.
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