A Pill against Popery.
Or, A True Touch of these Troublesome times.
Plainly shewing the wicked practices of Plotters and Contrivers, against Religion, and
Laws, the deadness of Trade, and the debauchery of the times.
To mend all this let each one in the Nation,
Begin within himself a Reformation.
Tune of Aim not too High.
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KInd Countrymen give ear unto these Lines
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Which may be call'd, A Touchstone of the Times
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When Christians one another would destroy
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That few in safety can their lives enjoy.
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Then strive in love and Peace for to agree,
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That from these troubles we may be set free.
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Each day brings fresh Alarums to our ears
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And fills us full of jealousies and fears,
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Men are so wicked grown and so unjust
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That neighbours dares not one another trust.
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Then strive in love and Peace for to agree,
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That from these troubles we may be set free.
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When men from true Religion once do swerve,
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And seek the Devil & their Lusts to serve,
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Pride and Ambition, makes them headlong run,
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Till others or themselves, they have undone.
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Then strive, etc.
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What horrid Plots of late are brought to light,
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By Romish Agents carried on in spite,
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To ruine King and Country they desire
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And bring in Popery with Sword & Fire
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Then strive in love and Peace for to agree
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That from these troubles we may be set free.
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The second part to the same tune.
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The Jesuits and Priests, they did combine,
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But our good God did frustrate their design,
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Though instigated by the Devil, they
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For to inslave us would have found a way.
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Then strive in love and Peace for to agree
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That from these dangers we may be set free.
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Some of them from Justice had their doom
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And suffer'd for their Zeal and love to Rome,
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And more e're long, perhaps in little time,
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May be rewarded for their bloody crime.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree,
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That from these troubles we may be set free.
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Their great ones do in blindness lead the rest,
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As some of their own party have confest,
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And make them to believe they merit well
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Whenas they act with principles from Hell.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree
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That from these troubles we may be set free.
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They are a people of a bloody mind,
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As by experience we do daily find,
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By Justice Godfrey's Murder they made plain
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What they would do if they the power could gain.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree
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That from all dangers we may be set free.
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We are not sure the danger is quite past
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Until the bottom is found out at last,
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But still we hope the Lord will us protect
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If that his mercies we do not reject.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree
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That from all dangers we may be set free.
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But yet alas we find it to our grief
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The poor are like to starve without relief,
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The times so bad by these designs are made
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As puts a stop and damp unto all trade.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree
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That from all dangers we may be set free.
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For now 'tis plain all trading is so dead
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That many a poor mans family wants bread,
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Their wages small now money is so scant
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That some are ready for to starve for want.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree
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That from these troubles we may be set free.
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Those that have money will not lay it out
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Because of danger they are still in doubt,
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So that for want of work the Tradesmen poor,
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Is ready for to beg from door to door.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree
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That from these troubles we may be set free.
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Now that the Lord may blessings to us send,
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Let everyone their lives seek to amend,
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Our sins for certain is the cause of all
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Those miseries which do our land befall.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree
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That from these troubles we may be set free.
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If that we put our trust in God above
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The hatred of our foes he'l turn to love,
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Or frustrate their designes that they shall be
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Not able for to rise by Treachery.
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Then strive in love and peace for to agree
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That from all dangers we may be set free.
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And to conclude let it be all our care
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To call upon the Lord by hearty prayer,
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That he our land from dangers will preserve
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And grant that from his laws we may not swerve.
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But that in love and peace we may agree
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And by his power from troubles be kept free.
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