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NEW SONG.
To the Tune of Robin Goodfellow.
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THough S--- is cleared by
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The Cunning Ignoramus Sway:
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He guilty stands of Treachery
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That does not Heavens decrees obey,
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Kings are Elected,
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Never rejected,
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But by the Heavenly powrs above;
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Then pray you why
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Should little An------
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Then have a hand in a Kings remove.
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II.
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He is so mad, I wonder much,
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Thats going to his Grave on Crutch,
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That Knows the Laws, some Princes draws
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Amongst the Whiggs, to The Good Old Cause.
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His praises aloud
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Are resounded by the Croud,
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Makes the little Pigmy strut and stare;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An------
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Once more wear his Loyalty thred bare.
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III.
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His Policy must greater be,
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Ere he attains his Zealous ends;
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Although he wheadles the City Beagles,
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And such poor Mechanick Friends,
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They will turn as fast
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Honest men at the last
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As they before turnd fools and Knaves;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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Once more his Turn-coat honor save.
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IV.
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Must we be led in Misery
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By the blind that can but will not see;
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Their frantick brains brought into th wain
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Those Royal Stars of Charlemain;
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And if not watcht,
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Or by Ty--- Catcht,
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Will strive to do it once again;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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Be the bearer up of that fine Train.
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V.
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Might they have their wills, what would they make
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Of this small gruntling groaning Ape,
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A God they cannot, a King they shall not:
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An Idol their zealous concerns may not,
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No, but they would,
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If that they could
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Set up him a second Cromwell soon;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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For once be made the man i th Moon.
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VI.
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This changeing Imp is now become
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Our Loyal Cities only grace,
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The Devil nere made sike another Loon
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To aim before at a Royal place,
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Nothing but Coo---
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Must be their Hooper,
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On Ashley not on Heaven, they call;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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Once in a Chair of State Look Tall.
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VII.
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But if the Law, as once before,
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Was of the Tyrant Sword in Awe:
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Little Jack a Dandy that never yet swore,
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For safety would to a Monarch draw,
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He would leave the City,
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Yes, and Committee;
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To the King he would for mercy haste;
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Then pray you why
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Should little An---
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Any more idle time in his Cabals waste.
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VIII.
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To Jealousie now more are given
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Than Antient Letchers, wise and grave:
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This cunning Fox, though he be Poxt,
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His policy will honor save.
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He scorns for to rail,
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Though a Clap sieze his Tail
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At any thing of woman Kind;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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With Whor--- be both lame and blind.
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IX.
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But if he said the Whore was honest
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That betrayd him in his Youth,
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The zealous all, both great and small,
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Woud all believe it for a truth,
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Bear him to Wallbrook Cross,
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And Set him on the Horse,
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Dismount the Image of your King;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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Look as like as he can to sike a Thing.
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X.
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Then on your Knees, most reverently,
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Fall down and worship the Molten Calf:
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Or take him and han------ him decently
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For thats the better way by half,
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Then all may see
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Curst Policy be
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Brought to a right deserved end;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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Shake hands at T------hill with his friends
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XI.
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Some old men doubtless there are
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Of women mad past all compare:
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This Lustful Ram, we need not doubt,
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Although he is pincht with the Gout,
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Will sit in State,
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Frigg into debate
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The factious people all he can;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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Or Wheadled M------ lead the Van.
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XII.
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No place within the Earthly Ball,
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Besides this Kingdom giveth birth
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To men so vile, as would beguile
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Their Country, lay their Kings in Earth
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Before they are grown,
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Scarce Set upon a Throne,
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They are degraded and cast down;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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Be seen like a Mouse in an Ermin Gown.
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XIII.
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When they are well they cannot keep so,
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All the Universe can tell,
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Their zealous Piety makes them weep so,
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They are not afraid to rule in Hell:
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Give them the Scepter,
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Drunk with a Lector,
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Tey sell both Kings and Souls for Gold;
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Then pray you why
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May not little An---
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With a Second Monarch now make bold.
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