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[Counting it ?]
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And shed the Blood of those, that dare deny
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Their Superstitious gross Idolatry:
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No Tongue, or Pen, is able to express
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The height of their Revengeful Wickedness .
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Let us consider with our selves, I pray,
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What kind of Zealous, Pious Men are they,
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Who can Resolve, and freely Undertake,
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To Murther PRINCES for Religions sake!
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Are they not Scarlet Saints, that would Reform,
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And Regulate [the Church] tho' with a Storm
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Of Sword and Fire; such like Cruelties?
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Sure this can be no pleasing Sacrifice
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To GOD, the great Creator of Mankind;
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And therefore all our daring Foes shall find,
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That He will still his Righteous Church defend;
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And bring the Traytors to a shameful end:
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Some we have seen, and read of many more,
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That suffer'd for their Treasons, long before
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The Powder-Plot, when Brittains Maiden Queen
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Was in her Royal Splendid Glory seen;
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Elizabeth of Blessed Memory;
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But Rome beheld her with an envious eye;
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Striving, by Treasons, daily to destroy
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Her Majesty, the Church, and Kingdoms Joy.
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[A] Priest from Spain was sent to do that Work,
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Who, with some others, near the Court did lurk;
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Having reciev'd a Consecrated Dart,
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With which they were to wound her to the heart,
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When ever they should find her Riding out;
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Yet e'er that Treason could be brought about,
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They were discover'd, and to Justice brought;
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Which base Attempt their own Destruction wrought.
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Rebellious Subjects, Jesuites likewise,
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Resolv'd that he should fall a Sacrifice
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To their Malicious Rage; but GOD above,
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Did from the King that Dreadful Storm remove.
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Some of the Traytors Executed were,
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The rest his Majesty was pleas'd to spare
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Of his dear Clemency: Yet ne'ertheless,
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Rome could not yet forbear, but must Transgress.
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A Dreadful Plot at length they did invent,
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To blow up both the King and Parliament,
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And the young Prince; thus root and branch they thought
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Should be at once to Dismal Ruine brought:
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Whose Royal Limbs they did resolve to tare,
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And rend to pieces all that present were,
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With King, Dukes, Lords, and Commons of the Land,
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Behold the Dreadful Minute was at hand.
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When GOD, by His good Providence Divine,
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Made known that Hellish Plot and base Design,
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Tho' for the same they were Examples made,
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Yet Rome will not forsake her Plotting Trade.
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Many more Treasons I might mention here,
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But to be short, Romes Prince and Darling Dear,
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By their misguidance lost his Realms of late:
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This shows, whom they'll not kill, they'll ruinate .
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When, Locust like, they swarm'd about the Throne,
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In Court, and thro' the Realm; it is well known,
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The very best of Men they Villify'd,
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Who dar'd not speak because their tongues were ty'd.
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When Mourning SION unregarded lay;
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And when her Pious Sons were pack'd away
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(Like Malefactors) to a lonesome Goal;
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When Jesuites had power to prevail;
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With thankful hearts let us this Blessing over
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That GOD has plac'd on the Imperial throne
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A Pious Prince , who does our Rights maintain:
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Why should we wish for Slavery again?
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Yet so it is, such restless souls we have,
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Who sent to France , and earnestly did crave,
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That Lewis he would send an Armed Band,
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With Sword and Fire to Invade this Land.
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Besides, they had resolved to Kill the King,
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Against the very time that France should bring
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Their Popish Army to the British shore,
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And they would join them with some Thousands more.
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Lewis immediately in Councils sits,
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Assisted by the Pope and Jesuites;
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Where after some Debate it was agreed,
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To prosecute this great Design with speed.
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The two intire Friends was parting then,
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With many Protestations made, that when
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The Work was done, Millions of Gold he'd send
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To Lewis , who had been so long his Friend.
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Resolv'd they were to Conquer by the Sword;
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But when the Troops they were to go on Board,
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The Plot broke out, on which they most rely'd;
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And then the great Design was laid aside.
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Some Knights that did this Hellish Plot invent,
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Have now receiv'd Deserved Punishment;
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Then let their Fatal Deaths a warning be
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To Subjects, both of high and low degree.
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Those that will Plot against our Church and State,
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Hoping thereby to make their Fortunes great,
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May well expect to see a shameful end;
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For GOD he will his Righteous Church defend.
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