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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A52983) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 48873) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 1489:36) A New song between Whig and Tory to the tune, Some say the papists had a plot. 1 broadside. Printed for J. Dean, London : 1683. In verse. Imprint from colophon. Reproduction of original in Chetham's Library. eng Great Britain -- History -- Charles II, 1660-1685 -- Anecdotes Great Britain -- Politics and government -- 1660-1688 -- Anecdotes eebo A New song between Whig and Tory, to the tune, Some say the papists had a plot. [no entry] 1683 1 429 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2007-12 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-01 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-02 Sampled and proofread 2008-02 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A NEW SONG Between Whig and Tory. To the Tune , Some say the Papists had a Plot. Tory. I. WHat Chear poor foul mouth'd Whig what Chear ? Come rouse thy Snivelling Cant , What quite Crest faln within this Year , Are Sham-plots grown so Scant , Thy whining fleers foretells thy Fate , Thy Splaymouth'd Chaps Devine , Jack Catch has Squared out thy Date And Tyborne for thy Shrine . Whig . II. Undone , Condem'd and Dam'd , and all , Too late now to Rebel , The Sport 's all spoil'd since Dagon's Fall , His Tap's consum'd in Hell . Our new Cabals , and Polish Kings Of Select Knaves and Fools , Our Intrigues to Destruction brings With our Fanatick Souls . Whig . III. Aresting the Kings Magistrates , Expos'd our Great Designs , The Nation knows the Rabble waits On Rebels at such times . The City Charter void of Cure We 're stript of all our hopes , Of making Kings by Broom-staff Power , And every Year New Popes . Tory. IV. Faith Whig joyn all the Knights o' th Post , And to your Martyrs Pray , That they 'l bring Hell and all its Host For to regain the Day . Judg Bradshaw , Hewson , Colledge bold , Fitz-Harris and such Saints , Since you with such Infernals hold , They may repair your wants . Whig . V. Let Fiends and Furies take their course , By Hobbs I dare not pray , For when I think on God by force More Sacred Souls than they . Blood Spangled Ghosts of Innocents Which fright me from their Sight , And leaves me guilty in a Trance Of the Eternal Night . Tory. VI. Then please thy self with what is past , When none durst call thee Knave , That short Arst-Rump at Oxford last , What Power to Rogues they gave . The Sociations great Success 'Gainst York , what Whelps appear'd , The glorious drift of your Address from Cripl'd Tony's Beard . Whig . VII . Confound all thoughts of Glories past , We 'll still New Plots contrive , Though M — fields Letter flew too fast To let that Sham-Plot thrive . In Mischeif we will still delight To plague the Peace and Crown , Imbracing all things but the Right , Till Vengeance press us down .

LONDON , Printed for J. Dean , 1683.