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National Library of Scotland - Crawford
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A
New song on the Calling of a free Parliament.
January 15th 1688/9.

A Parliament with one Consent
is all the Cry Oth' Nation,
which now may be since Popery
is growing out of fashion,
The Belgick Troops approach to Town,
the Oranges come Powring,
and all the Lords agree as one
to send the Papists Scowring.

The holy Man shall lead the Van
Our Father and Confessor
In Robes of Red, the Jesuits fled
Who was the Chief Transgressor
In this disguise he thought to Escape
And hop'd to save his Bacon,
But Herbert he has layd a Trapp
The Ratt may be Retaken

The Nuncio too the day may Rue
That he came o're the Ocean
I'th English Court, to keep's Resort
And teach his blind Devotion
The Prelates Ellis Smith and Hall
Have sold their Coach and Horses
And will no longer in White hall
Foment their learn'd Discourses.

The Groom oth' Stool that play'd the Fool
Full sorely will Repent it
And Sunderland did bare foot stand
For penance shall lament it
Milford and the Scotch are fled
Whom hopes of Interest Tempted
Those Lords did turn for want of Bread
And ought to be Exempted.

But Salsbury what cause had he
To fear his Highness Landing
Who by his A---s and Leggs might pass
For one of understanding.
To take up Arms at such a time
Against the Rules were gave him
His Head must answere for the Crime
His Pardon will not save him.

The Fryers and Monks with all their Punks
Are now upon the Scamper
Tirconnell swears, and Rants and tears
And Teige does make a Clamper
The forraign Priests that Posted or'e
Into the English Nation
Do now Repent that on that Shore
They lay'd their weak Foundation.

'Twoud be a sight, wou'd move Delight
In each obdurate Varlet
To see the Graves, that made us Slaves
Hang in Dispensing Scarlet
And every Popish Councellour
That for the same Cause Pleaded
Shall all turn off at the same score
Be hang'd or els Beheaded.

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