The world is turned upside down. To the tune of, When the King enjoys his own again. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A96935 of text R210437 in the English Short Title Catalog (Thomason 669.f.10[47]). 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 2017 A96935 Wing W3588 Thomason 669.f.10[47] ESTC R210437 99869237 99869237 162587 2240952238

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A96935) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 162587) Images scanned from microfilm: (Thomason Tracts ; 246:669f10[47]) The world is turned upside down. To the tune of, When the King enjoys his own again. 1 sheet ([1] p.) s.n., [London : 1646] Verse - "Listen to me and you shall hear,". Annotation on Thomason copy: "Aprill 8th London 1646". Reproduction of the original in the British Library. eng Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. A96935 R210437 (Thomason 669.f.10[47]). civilwar no The world is turned upside down. To the tune of, When the King enjoys his own again. anon. 1646 1 393 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. 2007-06 Assigned for keying and markup 2007-06 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2007-07 Sampled and proofread 2007-07 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
THE WORLD IS TURNED UPSIDE DOWN . To the Tune of , When the King enioys his own again . LIsten to me and you shall hear , News hath not been this thousand year : Since Herod , Caesar , and many more , You never heard the like before . Holy-dayes are despis'd . New fashions are devis'd . Old Christmas is kickt out of Town . Yet let 's be content , and the times lament , You see the world turn'd upside down . The wise men did rejoyce to see Our Saviour Christs Nativity : The Angels did good tidings bring , The Sheepheards did rejoyce and sing . Let all honest men , Take example by them . Why should we from good Laws be bound ? Yet let 's be content , &c. Command is given , we must obey , And quite forget old Christmas day : Kill a thousand men , or a Town regain , We will give thanks and praise amain . The wine pot shall clinke , We will feast and drinke . And then strange motions will abound , Yet let 's be content , &c. Our Lords and Knights , and Gentry too , Doe mean old fashions to forgoe : They set a porter at the gate , That none must enter in thereat . They count it a sin , When poor people come in . Hospitality it selfe is drown'd . Yet let 's be content , &c. The serving men doe sit and whine , And thinke it long ere dinner time : The Butler's still out of the way , Or else my Lady keeps the key , The poor old cook , In the larder doth look , Where is no goodnesse to be found , Yet let 's be content , &c. To conclude , I 'le tell you news that 's right , Christmas was kil'd at Nasbie fight : Charity was slain at that same time , Jack Tell troth too , a friend of mine , Likewise then did die , Rost beef and shred pie , Pig , Goose and Capon no quarter found . Yet let 's be content , and the times lament , You see the world is quite turn'd round .