A New BALLAD,
To the Tune of King John, and the Abbot of Canterbury.
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AS soon as the Wind it came kindly about,
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That kept the KING in, and his Enemies out,
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He determind no longer his Confinement to bear,
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And thus to the Dutchess his Mind did declare.
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Derry down, etc.
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2.
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You know, my Dear Kenny, Ive been tird a long while,
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With living obscurely in this poor LITTLE ISLE,
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And now Spain and Pretender have no more Mines to spring,
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Im resolved to go home, and to live like A KING.
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Derry down. etc.
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3.
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Quoth Kenny, Great Sir, I approve your Design,
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You could never have chosen a Season so fine,
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The Nations united, and your Ministers too,
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And your Foes may be drownd for ought that we know.
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Derry down, etc.
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4.
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But however for fear of what happend before,
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When you went and intrusted your Son with your Powr;
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Id advise you for this time, that he may not rebel,
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To leave him Restrictions not to govern too well,
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Derry down, etc.
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5.
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For that, quoth the KING, it is very well known
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There is so great a difference twiet me and my Son,
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That he cant represent me, but to hinder all strife,
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Ive pitchd on Thirteen that can dot to the life,
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Derry down, etc.
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6.
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Then Kenny replyd, tis most prudently done,
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Im glad youve Thirteen better Men than your Son;
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Let me look oer their Names we shall easily see,
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How much fitter they are to be trusted than He.
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Derry down, etc.
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7.
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It matters not much for his Archbishops Grace,
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Evn let him be One because of his place:
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But for Parker, no doubt, theres very good Reason,
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Hell sign the Commission, and laugh at High Treason.
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Derry down, etc.
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8.
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Take Stanhope abroad, he has showd you of late
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Hes an eminent Quack for Diseases of State,
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You may trust what his Quadruple Bill does set forth,
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It has done in the South, it will do in the North.
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Derry down, etc.
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His Medicines will suit German, Christian, or Turk,
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And make Peace or War as they happen to Work;
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He performs all his Cures without Trouble or Pain,
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As can well be attested by the Regent and Spain.
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Derry down, etc.
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10.
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For Sunderland, sure, his Pretentions are just,
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He comes of a Race for a Monarch to trust;
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And gave you abroad strong proof of his Skill,
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When he savd you from Those that meant you no ill.
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Derry down, etc.
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And I doubt not hed serve you again the same way,
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If he had eer a Friend still left to betray:
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Cant you take him abroad to serve under your Quack,
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For tis hardly safe trusting him behind your Back.
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Derry dewn. etc.
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12.
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Argile he deserves more than what you have done,
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He tryd all he could to betray your dear Son;
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He servd you sincerely, and employd all his Skill,
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To find you a Reason for using him ill.
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Derry down, etc.
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13.
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And had not your Stars been equally Strong,
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To keep Him in the Right and you in the Wrong,
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It might have inducd him such Schemes to pursue,
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As had made him belovd full as little as you.
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Derry down, etc.
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14.
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Your Admiral better deserves this Commission,
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Than eer he did that for his Sea-Expedition;
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Tho he left his Command eer the danger was known,
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Hell not quietly part with his share of a Crown.
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Derry down, etc.
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For my Lord Privy Seal, and my Lord President,
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The one Duke of Kingston, the other of Kent,
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Bolton, Roxborough, Newcastle, they sure are such Things,
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That Pinky would starve if he showd em for Kings.
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Derry down, etc.
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16.
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As for old Craggs Son I think twill be best
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To leave him at home for the use of the rest;
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I fear they may want him, wheneer they Indite,
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Im sure he can Read, and perhaps he can Write.
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Derry down, etc.
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17.
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Howeer Ill not question the force of your Rules,
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To turn one Man of Sense into Thirteen such Fools:
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But I hope I may say without any Offence,
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Youll neer turn Thirteen Fools into one Man of Sense.
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Derry down, etc.
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I must own this Choice frees you from one Imputation,
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That you turnd off your Son for Pleasing the Nation,
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For these you have chosen will please more by half,
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If they are to be pleasd, by making them Laugh.
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Derry down, etc.
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19.
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On the whole Ill be hangd if all over the Realm,
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There are Thirteen such Fools to put at the Helm;
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So for this time be easy, nor have one jealous Thought,
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They hant Sense to Sell you, nor are worth being Bought.
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Derry down, etc.
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20.
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Tis for that, quoth the KING, in very plain French,
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I chose them for my Regents, and you for my Wench;
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And neither Im sure can their Trust eer betray,
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For the Devil wont take ye, if I turn ye away.
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Derry down. etc.
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