A Collection of Loyal Songs Written Against the Rump Parliament Between the Years 1639 and 1661 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1731 Excerpt: ...The Rump of a Rump did reftore 'um. Then a Pox light on the pittiful Rump, That a third time above board vapers, Which Old Ni k blewout;but now turns up Trump As J-an farted in and out Tapers. The The HouTe by this Legion was long time poflcft, But at laftthcy werecaft out of door, Tet finding it fwept, returned a new gueft Seven-times more a Fiend than before. Away then ye pittiful Citizen flaves, Who let fuch Enormities pafs, Were you but true Men, or but errant Knaves, Fools durft not yon ride like an Afs-i Thcs.dare to be Honeft, and beat np your Drum, For when the Rogues hear of your Power, You'll fmell what a (cent proceeds from the Bum, From Whitehall, at leaft to the Sfawr. S'foot what if thefe Arfe-worms with Gifts of our GoH "' Great George to defend them fhould move, Our Goods and our Liberties, then would be fold, And the Devil a Monk would he prove. Then pluck up your Spirits, and draw out your Swords', "' Tis Force that rnnftonly prevail, Wc have long enough flood out in bare Word, Let's now make a Rod for their Tail. Then Vive f- Roy let's merrily Sing, Can any Mm well in his Wits, Think worferof Charles our noble good King, Than thofe who do govern by Fits? Search Search round the great City what ill' can you fee, Which the rafcally Rump hath not done? And then you will wifh with the Nation and me, That Charles had his Heritage won. For Swearing, Sacrilege, Murther, and Lyes KiNG-killing, Hypocrify, Cheats," They make no more of thefe Sins, than of Flies, Hell is almoft cut-dimn'd by their Feats. Then fight ye like Men for the good of theNatioa As ye hope to be civilly Drunk, Ou free coft at blefled Charles's Coronation, Pray hard for the Truenefs of Mink. Heaven blefsourgoodSovereign, thebeftof all Men, Let the Kin...