THE
Leacherous ANABAPTIS
OR,
The Dipper Dipt.
A New Protestant Ballad,
To the Tune of Packingtons Pound.
|
1.
|
O Ye Roundheads and Whiggs, forever be silent,
|
Cease to scandalize Tory, and honest Tantivy;
|
I'le tell you strange News that happened nigh Lent,
|
Which if you disprove, I swear I'le forgive ye:
|
Of Protestant Francis,
|
That tells us Romances,
|
Of horrible Plots more strange then Miles Prances;
|
For Frank twelve Geneva good Bibles did proffer,
|
To lie with his Maid, but she slighted his offer.
|
2.
|
This Protestant News-monger, and Munster Imp,
|
Endeavour'd to Switchel her upon the Sabbath,
|
And made his Bibles his leacherous Pimp;
|
But some think that they together near lay both:
|
For the Maid was as Chast
|
As Lucretia, at least,
|
But had he been Tarquin, there had been the Jest;
|
For Frank twelve Geneva good Bibles did proffer,
|
To lie with his Maid, but she slighted his offer.
|
3.
|
Then he offer'd one Bible if he might but Grope her,
|
But the resolute Quean still stoutly deny'd him;
|
Quoth she, Master Frank you a Leacherous Fop are,
|
And after that manner severely did chide him:
|
You're the Brethrens Teacher,
|
An Anabaptist Preacher:
|
Reply'd he then to her, You a Papist and Bitch are;
|
For Frank twelve Geneva good Bibles did proffer,
|
To lie with his Maid, but she slighted his offer.
|
4.
|
He writes twice a week News Domestick & Forrain,
|
As Seditious as Care, Ben. Harris, or Curtis;
|
Great Lyes in abundance from France & from Lorrain
|
But never says word of his Maid: what a Cur 'tis?
|
He tells us strange Stories,
|
Of Papists and Tories;
|
But this I'le say for him, that his Maid no Whore is:
|
For Frank twelve Geneva good Bibles did proffer,
|
To lie with his Maid, but she slighted his offer.
|
5.
|
Then Frank be not angry cause she would not com-ply,
|
For Saints in this world have misfortunes & crosses:
|
Suppose that she had the best Thing you could try,
|
You could have but tickled it with your Probosses;
|
After that you wou'd curse,
|
You were not starv'd at Nurse,
|
Because you would then be twelve Bibles the worse:
|
For Frank twelve Geneva good Bibles did proffer,
|
To lie with his Maid, but she slighted his offer.
|
6.
|
From this Godly deed, St. Francis, you're call'd,
|
Because you endeavour'd to save your Maids Soul,
|
Though Satan your Pious intentions forestall'd,
|
And the Scriptures could not prevail on the Fool:
|
Though she wou'd not grant,
|
Yet deny it we can't,
|
But that you deserv'd to be called a Saint;
|
For Frank twelve Geneva good Bibles did proffer,
|
To lie with his Maid, but she slighted his offer.
|
|
|
|
|
|