WHIG upon WHIG:
OR,
A Pleasant Dismal BALLAD
On the Old Plotters newly found out.
To the Tune of, O Hone, O Hone.
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[1]
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BEloved hearken all,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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To my sad Rhimes, that shall,
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O Hone, Hone,
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Be found in Ditty sad,
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Which makes Me almost mad,
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But Tories Hearts full glad,
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O Hone, O Hone.
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[2]
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Essex has cut his Throat,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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Russel is Guilty found,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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Walcot being of the Crew,
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And Hone the Joyner too,
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Must give the Dev'l his due,
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O Hone, O Hone.
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[3]
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Rumsey swears heartily,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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West swears He does not lie,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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L. H------d vows by's Troth,
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That they are good Men both,
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And take the self same Oath,
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O Hone, O Hone.
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[4]
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I heard some People say,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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M------h is fled away,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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And some do not stick to say,
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If he falls in their way,
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He will have damn'd fair Play,
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O Hone, O Hone.
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[5]
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Armstrong and Gray Got wot,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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And Ferguson the Scot,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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Are all run God knows where,
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stay they dare not here,
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To fix our Grand Affair,
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O Hone, O Hone.
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[6]
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Juries (alas) are thus,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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There's no Ignoramus,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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But you'l have Justice done,
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To ev'ry Mothers Son,
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And be Hang'd One by One.
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O Hone, O Hone.
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[7]
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Now how like Fools we look,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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Had we not better took
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O Hone, O Hone,
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Unto our Trades and Wives,
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And have kept in our Hives,
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Which might have sav'd our Lives,
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O Hone, O Hone.
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[8]
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The King he says, that all
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O Hone, O Hone,
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That are found Guilty, shall
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O Hone, O Hone,
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Die by the Ax or Rope,
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As they dy'd for the POPE;
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Brethren there is no Hope.
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O Hone, O Hone.
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[9]
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The Sisters left behind,
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O Hone, O Hone,
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Must with Vile Tories Grind,
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O hone, O hone,
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And still be at their Call,
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To play at Up-tails-all;
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Nay, to be Poxt and all.
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O hone, O hone.
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[10]
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The Tories now will Drink,
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O hone, O hone,
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The Kings Health with our Chink,
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O hone, O hone,
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Queen, Duke and Dutchess too,
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And all the Loyal Crew.
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Jerney Morblew, Morblew,
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O hone, O hone.
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