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A70655 The loyal garland containing choice songs and sonnets of our late unhappy revolutions, very delightful and profitable, both to this present, and future ages / published by S.N. a lover of mirth. S. M.; S. N., lover of mirth. 1673 (1673) Wing M79B; ESTC R20011 44,178 129

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Charter but MONCK had a love To challenge the Grand Ones which Mischiefs did move And so fil'd up the Parliament full full full And so fil'd up the Parliament full The taking of Mardike When first Mardike was made a prey 't was courage that carry'd the town away Then do not loose your valored prize by gazing on your Mistriss eyes But put off your Petticoat-parley Potting and sorting And laughing and quaffing Canary Will make a good Soldier miscarry and never travel for true renown Then turn to your Martial Mistriss Fair Minerva the Soldiers sister is Rallying and Sallying With gashing and slashing of wounds sir With turning and burning of towns sir Is a high step to a States-mans throne 2. Let bold Belona's Brewer frown and his Tun shall over-flow the town And give the Cobler sword and fate and a Tinker may trappan the State Such fortunate foes as these be turn'd the Crown to a Cross at Naseby Father and Mother And Sister and Brother confounded And many good Families wounded by a terrible turn of Fate He that can Kill a man Thunder and plunder precisely this is the man that doth wisely And may climb to a Chéer of State 3. It is the Sword doth order all makes peasants rise and Princes fall All Syllogisms in vain are spilt no Logick like a Basket-hilt It handles 'em joynt by joynt sir Quilling and drilling And spilling and killing profoundly Vntil the disputers o' th ground lye and have never a word to say Vnless it be Quarter Quarter truth is confuted by a Carter By stripping and nipping And ripping and quipping evasions Doth conquer a power of perswasions Aristotle hath lost the day 4. The Musket gives St. Paul the lurch and beats the Cannons from the Church The Priests Episcopal Gown too and the Organ hath lost his sound too Tantara Tantara the Trumpet Has blown away Babylon● strumpet Now divinity 'gins to crack the Counsellors are struck dumb too By the Parchment upon the Drum too Dub-a-dub Dub-a-dub Dub-a-dub Dub-a-dub an alarum Each Corporal now can out-dare 'um learned Litleton goes to rack 5. Then since our swords so bright do shine we 'l leave our wenches and our wine And follow Mars where e're he runs and turn our pipes and pots to guns The bottles shall be the Granado●s we 'l hounce about the bravadoes By huffing and puffing And suuffing and kuffing that Spaniard Whose brows has béen dy'd in a Tan-yard well got fame is a Warriors wife The Drawer shall be the Drummer we 'l be Colonels all next Summer By hilting and tilting And poynting and joynting Like brave boys we shall gold or a grave boys And there is an end of a Soldiers life The Re-Resurrection of the RVMP or Rebellion and Tyranny revived To the tune of the Blacksmith IF none be offended with the Scent though I foul my mouth I le be content To sing of the Rump of a Parliament which no body can deny 2. I have sometimes fed on a Rump in sowse And a man may imagine the Rump of a Lowse But till now was ne're heard of the Rump of a House which c. 3. There 's a rump of béef the rump of a goose And a rump whose neck was hangd in a noose But ours is a Rump can play fast and loose which c. 4. A rump had Jane Shore a Rump Messaleen And a Rump had Antonies resolute Quéen But such a Rump as ours is never was séen which c. 5. Two short years together we English have scarce Béen rid of thy rampant Nose Old Mars But now thou hast got a prodigious Arse which c. 6. When the parts of the body did all fall out Some votes it is like did pass for the Snout But their the Rump should be King was never a doubt which c. 7. A Cat has a Rump a Cat has nine lives Yet when her heads off her rump never strives But our Rump from the grave hath made two Retrives which c. 8. That the Rump may al their enemies quail They borrow the Devils Coat of Mail And all to defend their Estate in Tail which c. But though their scale now séem to be th'upper There 's no néed of the charge of a Thankgiving supper For if they be the Rump the Army 's their which c. 10. There is a saying belongs to the Rump Crupper which is good although it be worn to the stump That on the Buttock I le give thée a thump which c. 11 There 's a proverb in which the Rump claims a part Which hath in it more of sense than of Art That for all you can do I care not a fart which c. 12. There 's another Proverb gives the Rump for his Crest But Alderman Arkins made it a Iest That of all kind of Lucks shitten Luck is the best which c. 13. There 's another Proverb that never will fail That the good the Rump wil do when they prevail Is to give us a Flop with a Fox-tail which c. 14. There is a saying w e is made by no fools I never can hear on 't but my heart it cools That th Rump will spend all we have in close stool's which c. 15 There 's an observation wise déep Which without an Onion will make me to wéep That Flies will blow maggots in the rump of a Shéep which c. 16. And some that can sée the wood from the trées Say this sanctifi'd Rump in time we may léese For the Cooks do challenge the Rumps for their fées which c. 17. When the Rump doth sit wée'l make it our mone That a Reason be ' nacted if there be not one Why a fart hath a tongue a fiest hath none which c 18. And whilst within the walls they luck To satisfie us will be a good work Who hath most religion the Rump or the Turk furrow which c. 19. A Rump's a Fag-end like the baulk of a And is to the whole like that Iail to the Burough 'T is the bran which is left when the Meal is run thorough which c. 20. Consider the world the heaven is the head on 't The earth is the middle we men are fed on 't But hel is the Rump no more can be sed on 't which no body can deny The Bulls Feather IT chanc't not long ago as I was walking and eccho did bring me to where two were talking 'T was a man said to his wife dye had I rather Than to be cornuted wear the Bulls feather 2. Then presently she reply'd Swéet art thou jealous thou canst not play Vulcan before I play Venus Thy fancies are foolish such follies to gather there 's many an honest man has worn the Bulls feather 3. Though it be invisible let no man it scorn though it be a new feather made of an old horn He y● disdains it in heart or mind either may be the
behind The silly Shepherd A Silly shepheard woo'd but wist not how he might his Mistriss favor gain On a time they met but kist not ever after that he sued in vain Blame her not alas though she said nay to him that might but fled away 2. Time perpetually is changing every moment alteration brings Love and beauty still estranging women are alas but wanton things He that will his Mistriss favor gain must t●ke her in a merry vain 3. A womans fancy 's like a Fever or an Ague that doth come by fits Hot and cold but constant never even as the pleasant humor hits Sick and well again and well and sick in love it is a womans trick 4. Now she will and then the will not put her to the tryal if once she smile Silly youth thy fortunes spill not lingring labors oft themselves beguile He that knocks and can't get in his Pick-lock is not worth a pin 5. A womans Nay is no denial silly youths of Love are served so Put her to a further tryal Happily shée 'l take it and say no For it is a trick which women use what they love they will refuse 6. Silly youth why doest thou da●ly having got time and season fit Then never stand swéet shall I shall I nor too much commend an after wit For he that will not when he may when he will he shall have nay On the Goldsmiths Committee COme Drawer so me wine or we 'l pul down the Sign For we are all Jovial Compounders We 'l make the house ring With Healths to our KING and confusion light on his Confounders 2. Since Goldsmiths-Committee Affords us no pity out sorrows in wine w●ewil I sléep'um They force us to take Two Oaths but we 'l make a third that we ne're mean to kéep'um 3. And next who e're sées We 'l drink on our knées to the King may he thirst that repines A fig for those Traitors That look to our waters they have nothing to do with our wines 4. And next here 's a Cup To the Quéen fill it up were it poyson we would make an end on 't May Charles and shée méet And tread under féet both Presbyter and Independent 5. To the Prince and all others His Sisters and Brothers as low in condition as high born We 'l drink this and pray That shortly they may sée all them that wrongs them at Tyborn 6. And next here 's thrée Bo●ls To all gallant Souls that for the King did and will venture May they flourish when those That are his and our foes are hang'd and ram'd down to the Center 7. And next let a Glass To our Vndoers pass attended wich two or thrée curses May plagues sent from hell Stuff their bodies as well as the Cavaliers coyn doth their purses 8. May the Cannibals of Pym Eat them up limb by limb or a hot Feaver scorch'um to embers Pox kéep 'um in bed Vntill they are dead and repent for the loss of their Members 9. And may they be found In all to a bound both with heaven and the countreys anger May they never want Fractions Doubts Fears and Distractions till the Gallow-trée choaks them from danger In praise of Brewers THere 's many a clinking verse was made in honour of the Blacksmiths trade But more of the Brewers may be said which no body can deny 2. I néed notight else but this repeat The Blacksmith cannot be compleat Vnless the Brewer do give him a heat which no body can deny 3. When Smug unto his Forge doth come Vnless the Brewer do liquor him home Could nere stirike my pot and thy pot Tom which no body c. 4. Of all Professions in the town This Brewers trade did gain renown His liquor once reacht up to the Crown which no body c. 5. Much Royal blood from him did spring Of all the trades this was the King The Brewer had got the world in a sling which no body c. 6. Though Honour be a Princes daughter The Brewer will wooe her in blood and slaughter And win her or else it shall cost him hot water which no body c. 7. He fear'd no power nor martial stops But whipt Armies as round as tops And cut ●ff his foes as thick ashops which no body c. 8. He di●'d for riches down to the bottom And cri'd my Masters when he had got'um Let every Tub stand on his own bottom which no body c. 9. In war like Arts he scorn'd to stoop For when his party began to droop He 'd bring them all up as round as a hoop which no body c. 10. The Iewish Scots who fear to eat The flesh of Swine our Brewers beat I was the sight of their Hogsheads made them to retreat which no body c. 11. Poor Jockey and his Basket-hilt Was beaten and much Blood was spilt When their bodies like barrels did run a tilt which no body c. 12. Though Jemmy did give the first assault The Brewer he made them at length to hault And gave them what the cat left in the mault which no body c. 13. They did not onely bang the Kirk But in Ireland too they did as much work 't Was the Brewer made them surrender Cork which no body c. 14. This was a stout Brewer of whom we may brag But since he was hurried away with a Hag We have brew'd in a bottle and bak'd in a bag which no body c. 15. They say that Antichrist came to settle Religion within a Cooler and Kettle His Nose his Copper were both of a mettle which no body c. 16. He had a strong and a very stout heart And lookt to be made an Emperor for 't But the Devil did set a spoake in his Cart which no body c. 17. The Christian Kings began to quake And said with that Brewer no Quartels wée l make We 'l let him alone as he brews let him bake which no body c. 18. But yet by the way you must néeds understand He kept all his passions so under command Pride never could get the upper hand which no body c. 19. And now may all stout souldiers say Farewel the glory of the Dray For the Brewer himself to turn'd to clay which no body c. 20. Thus fell a brave Brewer the bold Son of slaughter Who need not to sear much what should follow a'ter That deall all his life time in fire and water which no body c. 21. And if his Successor had but had his might We all had not béen in that pitiful plight But alas he was found many grains too light which no body c. 22. Though wine be a Juice swéet pleasant and pure This trade doth such pleasure and profit procure That every Vintner in town is turn'd Brewer which no body c. 23. But now let 's leave singing and drink off our Bub Let 's call for a reckoning and every man
blessed day when thou didst call the Members long secluded They voted down our slavish thrall from forty eight intruded And what remains yet to be done for Church and State in fréedom We hope shall never be begun from Prin-ciples of Needom Then let us pay c. 10. The States of Venice and the Dutch by nature are designed For Commonwealths But England much to Monarchie's inclined When Noll usurp'd we quiet were contented with that Ape-King But more security is there when rules the right no Rape-King Then let us pay c. 12. If we consider France and Spain where Liberty is geason The Kings their Subjects do maintain In peace by prudent reason For Monarchy in Heaven above The Scriptures prove it clearly Keep 's all the Royal host in Love and unity most dearly Then let us pay c. 13. One head the body do's preside by natures due Creation One heart the life of Man do's guide One spirit is infus'd in Man Till it's Mortification our Graces stugle be too Such Truths a méer Re-publican or Devil must agrée to Then let us pay c. 14. If Monarchy be best of all as Aristotle proves it And holy Writ well may we call him loyal heart that love's it And such the Noble Monk hath béen as Devon-shire Annals render Who faithful were to Bess our Queen and James our faith's Defender Then let us pay c. 15. Since thou art Of-spring of that Race to Kingship well devoted Let Charls the Second to his place be spéedily promoted Thus Wars will end in stable Peace Church State no more shall sever Our Trades will flourish Wealth encrease our George shall live for ever Our thanks we freely pay to Thee c. A SONG ALL hail to the days that merits more praise Than all the rest of the year And welcome the nights That double delights As well in the Poor as the Péer Good fortune attend Each merry mans friend That doth but the best that he may For getting old wrong With a Cup and a Song To drive the cold Winter away 2. Let Misery pack With a whip at his back To the déep Tantalian flood And Envy propound In Lethe be drown'd That repines at another mans good Let sorrow's expence Be a thousand years hence With payment of grief and delay And spend the whole night With honest delight To drive the cold Winter away An excellent Song I Dote I dote but am a Sot to show it I was a very fool to let her know it For now she doth so cunning grow She proves a friend worse than a foe She 'l neither hold me fast nor let me go For she tells me I cannot forsake her Then straight I endeavor to leave her For to make me to stay Throws a kiss in my way O then I could tarry for ever 2. Then I retire salute and sit down by her Thus do I fry in frost and fréeze in fire Then Nectar from her lips I sup Although I cannot drink all up Yet I am fort with kissing of the Cup For her lips are two brimmers of Claret Where first I began to miscarry Her Breasts of delight Are two Bottles of White And her eyes are two Cups of Canary 3. Drunk as I live dead drunk without repriede And all my secrets drebble through a sieve Vpon my neck her Arms she layeth Then all is Gospel that she saith Which I laid hold on with my fuddled faith For I finde a fond Lover's a drunkard And dangerous is when he flies out With Lips and with Sips Black eyes and white thighs Blind Cupid sure tipled his eyes out 4. She bids me rise tells me I must be wise Like her for she is not in love she cryes Then do I fume and fret and throw Though I be fetter'd to my foe Then I begin to run but cannot go But prithée swéet use me more kindly 'T is better to hold me more fast If you e're disengage The Bird from the Cage Believe me he I leave you at last 5. Like Sot I sit that us'd to fill the town with wi● But I confess I have most néed of it I have béen drunk with Duck and Déer Above a quarter of a year Beyond the cure of sléeping or small Béer I think I can number the months too July August September October Thus runs the Account A mischief light on 't Sure I shall go home when I 'm sober 6. My legs are lam'd my courage is quite tamd My heart and body too are much enslam'd Now by ●xperience I can prove And swear by all the Gods above 'T is better to be drunk with wine than Love For Sack makes ●s merry and witty Our foreheads with Iewels adorning Although I do grope Yet there is some hope That I shall be sobe● next morning 7 Now with command she throws me from her band And bids me go yet knows I cannot stand I measure all the ground by trips Was ever Sot so drunk with Sips Or ever than so over-séen in Lips I pray Madam Fickle be faithful And leave off your damnable dodging Either love me or leave me And do not deceive me But let me go home to my Lodging 8. I have too much and yet my folly 's such I cannot leave but must have to'ther touch Her es a Health to the King how now I 'm drunk and shall speak treason I vow But Lovers and fools may say any thing you know For I fear I have tired your patience But I 'm sorry 't is I have the worst on 't My wit hath be reft me And all that is left me Is but enough to make a Song on 't My Mistriss and I Shall never comply And that is the short and the long on 't A Pastoral Song betwixt a Shepherd and a Shepherdess Q. DId you not once Lucinda vow you would love none but me A. I but my Mother tells me now I must love wealth not thée Shep. Cruel thy love lies in thy power though Fate to me 's unkinde Maid Consider but how small thy Dower is in respect of mine Shep. Is it because my shéep are poor or that my flocks are few Maid No But I cannot love at all so mean a thing as you Shep. Ah me Ah me mock you may grief Maid I pity thy hard fare Shep. Pity for Love's but poor relief I 'le rather choose your hate Maid Content thy self Shepherd a while I 'le love thée by this Kiss Thou shalt have no more cause to mourn Than thou caust take in this Shep. Bear retord then you Powers above and all those Holy Bands For it appears the truest Love springs not from wealth nor Lands A Cavear TAke héed fair Cloris how you tame With your disdain Amyntas flame A noble heart if once deny'd Swells into such a height of pride 'T will rather burst than deign to be A worshipper of Cruelty 2. You may use common Shepherds so My sighs to storms will quickly grow And set such