Alas said the Papist, now wee must depart,
The Scottish-man reply'd, I am glad at my heart.
To the tune of, open the doore, etc.
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Jesuite.
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PRoud Scot I doe hate thee, I sweare by the masse
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Thou hast bin the causer of our disgrace,
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Now we must be banisht from place to place;
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Therefore I must bid you adeu.
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Scot.
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I am sorry you should be to folly inclin'd,
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Poore ignorant persons why are you so blind?
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Now you must take shipping, pray for a good winde;
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So farewell accursed Crew.
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Jesuite.
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Say what thou wilt, but doe not Papists deride,
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We had got sweet England almost on our side,
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But she hath forsooke us in height of our pride;
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Therefore I must bid you adeu.
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Scot.
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Hereof no harme at all, yet I protest,
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Of all other matters this likes mee the best,
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Then England and Scotland will live both at rest,
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So farewell your cursed Crew.
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Jesuite.
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Speak truth Scot & spare not, else preethee forbeare;
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For what was done, was for your lasting wellfare,
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Methinkes thou dost prate more then comes to thy share,
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Therefore I must bid you adeu.
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Scot.
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Blind Beadsman I tell thee, I prate not in vaine,
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To stay in your Country, you cannot obtaine,
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Your Romish Religion, we hate and disdaine;
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So farewell accursed Crew.
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Jesuite.
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Wee meant to joyne Englands Religion with Rome,
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Which might have continued, till the day of doome,
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But we were prevented, so nothing was done:
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Therefore I will bid you adeu.
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Scot.
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Your hellish inventions will not be forgot,
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You thought for to see the downfall of the Scot,
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For which there is many must goe to the pot:
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So farewell your cursed Crew.
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Jesuit.
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I heare that of Organs, thou wilt not alow
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To stand in your Churches, nor bodies to bow
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To the holy Altars, come answer me now,
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Before I doe bid thee adeu.
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Scot.
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Your vaine Ceremonies wee cannot indure,
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You pray to such Gods and no helpe can procure:
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You worship Romes Idolls, your wayes are impure,
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So farewell your cursed Crew.
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