THE
Riddle of the Roundhead.
An Excellent New BALLAD.
To the Tune of, Now at last the Riddle is Expounded.
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1.
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NOw at last the Riddle is Expounded,
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Which so long the Nation has Confounded;
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For the Roundhead
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Begins the Game again,
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Which so well they play'd in Forty four,
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Now with greater hope;
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For the fine Sham-Plots will ne'er give over,
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Till they piously have routed King and Pope.
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2.
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Anthony that Worm of Reformation,
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Who of Commonwealths has laid Foundation,
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Which the Nation
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So hotly does pursue;
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Let him be rewarded in the Tower,
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For his Merits due:
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By that busie Plotting head laid lower,
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We may perhaps escape what might ensue.
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3.
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Perkin makes fine Legs to th' shouting Rabble,
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Who to make him King he thinks are able;
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But the Bauble
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Is only shew'd for use:
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The silly Idiot serves but for a Tool still,
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For Knaves to work their Feats,
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And will remain a dull mistaken Fool still,
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For all their damn'd Cabals and Wapping Treats.
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4.
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The most zealous Parliament devoted,
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For the Publick good devoutly Voted,
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Pray note it,
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That the Duke must ne'er be King;
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And like honest faithful Loyal Subjects,
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His Majesty implore,
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To sign their pious and Religious Projects,
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Or else the threaten'd King must Reign no more.
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5.
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The renowned Work of Reformation,
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To be carry'd on throughout the Nation,
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In a passion
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They Vote the Canons down;
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Acts and Statutes all must be confounded,
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Law and Justice too,
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To make way for the proud Rebellious Roundhead,
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That they once more the Nation may undo.
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6.
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Lords and Bishops both are useless Voted,
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And the Factious Crew who gravely Plotted,
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Are noted
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For Lords and Commons too:
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Whigs and Brumighams with Shams and Stories,
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Are true Protestants,
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And Protestants are Masquerades and Tories,
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The Modern Reformation of the Saints.
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7.
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Old Queen Bess that made the best Indentures,
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Good King Jemmy too against Dissenters,
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He ventures
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To turn them out of doors;
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To take in Quakers, Puritans and Ranters,
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The Parliament implores,
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To build a Kirk of Whigs and Covenanters,
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And make a Lawful Race of Sons of Whores.
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8.
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Rowley now with Wisdom and grave Reason,
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To prevent the swift approaching Treason,
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In season
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Put a period to their strife;
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In Oxford all their Stratagems confounded,
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The Roguish Joyner too:
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And may no better Fate attend the Roundhead,
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That wou'd the Church and Monarchy subdue.
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9.
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Oxford Loyal Youths who scorn to Sham us,
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With a perjur'd Bill of Ignoramus,
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Or name us
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For Loyal, Traytors known;
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Soon found a flaw i'th' bottom of the Joyner,
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By Justice and the Laws,
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Of Church and Commonwealth an Underminer,
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Who fell a Martyr in the Good Old Cause.
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10.
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Now for shame ye Zealots be confounded,
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Boast no more Allegiance, since a Roundhead
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Is grounded
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Upon the Holy Sham:
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How dare ye talk of Loyalty, a Hater
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Of Justice, King and Laws,
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Since the Whiggish Protestant is found a Traytor,
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And dies a Martyr in the Good Old Cause.
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