A Trick for Tyburn, or A prison rant being a song of the prisoners of Newgate at the gaol-delivery : to the tune of Hark the thundering canons rore. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A63231 of text R185515 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing T2271). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 3 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A63231 Wing T2271 ESTC R185515 09431852 ocm 09431852 43069 2248511468

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A63231) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 43069) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 1318:18) A Trick for Tyburn, or A prison rant being a song of the prisoners of Newgate at the gaol-delivery : to the tune of Hark the thundering canons rore. 1 broadside. Printed by G.C. for J. Cox, London : 1685. Reproduction of original in the Harvard University Library. eng Songs, English. eebo A trick for Tyburn: or a prison rant. Being a song of the prisoners of Newgate, at the gaol-delivery. To the tune of Hark the thundering canons rore [no entry] 1685 1 485 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. 2006-01 Assigned for keying and markup 2006-01 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2006-06 Sampled and proofread 2006-06 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2006-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A Trick for Tyburn : OR A PRISON RANT . BEING A SONG of the Prisoners of Newgate , at the GAOL-DELIVERY . To the Tune of Hark the Thundering Canons Rore TRumpets sound and Steeples Ring Every Loyal Subject Sing , With a Health to James our King For his Pardon granted . Prisoners half Dead that lay , Clos'd in Stone , in stead of Clay , Have their Liberty to Day , Which before they wanted . Newgate lately did bring forth Seventy Children at a Birth , All in Wantonness and Mirth , At a Gaol-Delivery . But her Keepers they Ly In , Money sick for want of Sin ; They will look both Pale and Thin , Till a new Recovery . Now the Doors are open wide , Jack may take his Mare and Ride ; With a Leg on every side ; And the Jade be flinging . Take her Halter Ketch , and try What 's the nearest course to Die ; And we 'll write thine Elegy , He 's Hang'd for want of Hanging . Henceforth we will Steal no more , Tho we should be ne'r so Poor , If ( by chance ) we take a Whore In single Fornication . We Get a Soldier to the King , Or a Sea-man who doth bring From the Indies every thing , It doth not Wrong the Nation . We were Rebels ( more than Base ) To abuse an act of Grace : We 'll ne'r do 't in any Case ; We 'll Legal be and Loyal . If the French begin to Reel , English Hearts are true as Steel ; We 'll make their Breasts our Bullets feel For James our King the Royal. Should our Case be ne'r so bad , We will never be so mad As to go upon the Pad , Whil'st our Life endureth This Rogue that was a great Trapan , Is two parts turn'd a Civil Man , And honestly Drinks off his Can , And nothing deadly feareth . We wish that those that cannot pay Their Debts , may have a Jubiley ; That Poor Men for the King may Pray At his Great Coronation . To see the Usurers go Mourn And take with Jack a second Turn , When their Bills and Bonds they Burn ; Would over-joy the Nation . Whitington did build an House Enough to Starve a Rat or Mouse , But left Allowance for a Louse , To give Poor Men the Fever . But James the Great hath found a way To turn his Scepter to a Key , And give his Children all the Play ; God Bless him then for Ever .

LONDON , Printed by G. C. for J. Cox , at the Blue-Ball in Thames-street . 1685.