The Countryman's Prophecy,
Plainly setting forth when Popery will return into England again.
The Tune of, Covetousness out of England will run.
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ALL you that strange Prophecies love for to hear,
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Give heed to my words which now I declare;
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As the Nose on your face, you'll find it so plain,
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When Popery'll return into England again.
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When Peters to Lime-street again does repair,
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And with his vile hands the Bible doth tear,
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And 'gainst all our Laws his Treasons maintain,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When the Bald-pated Villains our Nation infest,
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That damn all those Church-men won't take off the Test,
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And to put down our Bishops they use might and main,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When Papists in Eminent Stations are plac'd,
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And Protestants all turn'd out with disgrace,
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And blood-thirsty Teagues our Religion maintain,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When a Nun with a Fryer together lives Chaste,
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And thinks it a Sin for to finger her Waste,
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And tho' tis not Lent, yet from Flesh will abstain,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When the Pope that now sits in Infallible Chair,
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To Convert this Nation shall hither repair,
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And Protestants seek his favour to gain,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When Fleet-street and Holbourn affords ne'er a Whore,
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And Misers their Money do throw to the Poor;
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When their lost Reputations they both shall obtain,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When Welch-men no more will eat toasted Cheese,
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And Lawyers refuse the taking of Fees;
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When Cowards like Hectors their Valours maintain,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When Maidens at fifteen their Sweet-hearts forget,
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And when got to twenty don't long for a bit;
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And once they are Marry'd desire not to Reign,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When Christmas doth fall in the middle of June,
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And good Musicks made when the Crowds out of tune,
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And Ships you see sailing on Salisbury Plain,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When Men to each other prove Loveing and kind,
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Of several Religions, yet all of a mind,
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And always their word they justly retain,
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Then Popery'll return, etc.
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When all these strange things do come to your view,
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And every one of them doth prove to be true,
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(You'll find I'm no Lyar, but a Countryman plain)
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Then Popery'll return into England again.
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FINIS.
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