Popery routed, or, Father Petres's farewel to London city to the tune of, Hark how the thundring cannons roar. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A90851 of text R43902 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing P2925). 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. 4 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 A90851 Wing P2925 ESTC R43902 42476304 ocm 42476304 151285 2248562056

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A90851) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 151285) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 2253:18) Popery routed, or, Father Petres's farewel to London city to the tune of, Hark how the thundring cannons roar. 1 sheet ([1] p.). [s.n.], London : Printed in the Year, 1689. Broadside. In verse. Reproduction of original in: William Andrews Clark Memorial Library, University of California, Los Angeles. eng Petre, Edward, 1631-1699 -- Poetry. Anti-Catholicism -- England -- Early works to 1800. Great Britain -- History -- Revolution of 1688 -- Poetry. Broadsides -- London (England) -- 17th century. eebo Popery routed: or, Father Petres's farewel to London city. To the tune of, Hark how the thundring cannons roar. [no entry] 1689 2 460 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. 2007-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2007-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2007-08 Sampled and proofread 2007-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Popery Routed : OR , Father Petres's Farewel to LONDON City . To the Tune of , Hark how the Thundring Cannons Roar. I. SEE how the Romish Whore goes down , Posting whole-sale out of Town , 'Cause her Fate does shrewdly Frown , And Cross her Inclination . Father Petres , and his Crew Of Jesuits , Monks , and Friars too , Must now Pack up , and bid adeiu To London's Corporation . II. Pox on all their Perjur'd Oaths , Which a Zealous Church-man loaths , Are they not Wolves in Sheep's cloths , That Lurk in e'ry Station , To Trepan the Innocent , And hatch a Hellish Discontent ? Let us then with one Consent , Dismiss them from our Nation . III. When I saw them first grow bold , I thought the Proverb true of old , That they ran too fast to hold Their damn'd Insinuation . Now their Prime Dispensing Pow'r Lies a-bleeding in the Tow'r , Cursing of the Fatal Hour Of His first Procreation . IV. Now that Wizard knows full well , Himself to be a Bird of Hell , Inhumanely thus to Rebel Against his Habitation . But e'er this Hypocrite shall pass , We 'll bring his Crimes for Looking-Glass , To see himself the meerest Ass Of all the World's Creation V. Welcome was Brave Orange here , As it plainly doth appear , Who Deliver'd us from Fear Of Popish Usurpation . Who when we were in great Surprise , Preserv'd us from our Enemies , And all the damn'd Conspiracies Of Rome's Assassination . VI. Was there such a Trick e'er seen As hath Lately acted been , By their Fathers , and the Q — n , To gull our English Nation ? But their Jugling up that Brat , From we know not who nor what , Will be prov'd ; nay , worse than that Of Transubstantiation . VII . Mounsieur now had best take heed , For his Expeditious speed , In Helping us , e'er we had Need Of his Dissimulation ; Least in Requital of his Care , We send his Knives , and some to spare , And bring Le Bougra in for share Of 's Cursed Assignation . VIII . Well , I 'll say no more ; but see ( True Protestants where e'er you be ) You come not near such Villainy , Nor grand Equivocation , E'er Long I hope our Parliament , Will rid that superstitious Scent From us ; that we may rest Content , Each in his proper Station .

LONDON , Printed in the Year , 1689.