WHo buyes any Parliament Priviledges ? My new Priviledges . 'T will reach you many pretty things , And raise you above Gods or King● ▪ These are the Cryes of Westminster , That are heard both far and neer . But a while I pray stand by , And you shall hear another cry . Who buyes the Parliaments Declaration against the King : New , new , new . 'T will surely unblinde your eyes , That you may read a hundred lyes . Thus goe the Cryes , &c. Buy a new Ordinance to repair Churches : A new Ordinance , new , new , new . The Achans now restore the Wedge , To salve their Saintships Sacriledge . Thus goe the cryes , &c.

Buy a new Ordinance of the Commons , against Sage-players . New-lye printed , and new-lye come forth .

Saints now alone must Act for Riches , The Plott out-smells old Atkins breches . Thus goe the Cryes , &c.

Buy a new Order of Parliament , That none shall make any more Adresses to the King , or ●●ceive any Message from him , upon pain of High-treason , Imprisonment , death , or plundering : But when these shall swing in a string , true Subjcts will obey their King .

Challonner , Mildmay , Martin , Veine , Are fitting of their crowns to reigne . These are the Cryes , &c.

Buy a new Plot● , found out by Sir Iohn Wray , to blow up the Thames , or the city to betray , 't is as true as all the rest , before nere known by man nor beast .

T will keep you still in Jealousies and Fears , And sets you all together by the Ears . Thus goe the cryes , &c.

Buy the Four Bills sent by the Parliment , from Selden and my Lady Ken● ; after long Debate of this blessed Parliament ; Who buyes the Four Bills here . Great CHARLES he will not betray his Trust unto such as they ; his Honors still intire ; his Conscience try'd nine times i th' Fire ; the Devill give all his foes their hire ; and raise them toward heaven above a halter nyer .

Let all the People say , Amen . For we shall ne're have Peace till then . Thus goe the cryes , &c.

Who byes any Bishops Houses , or their goods , Books , houshold-stuffe or hoods ; here are good pasture grouds , corn , hay and grasse in all our Rouds , if it be not all good , the Devill confound's . Amen .

May all the Trees to gibbits turn , Or firing make , to hang or burn , Thus goe the cryes , &c.

Have you any old Arrears for the Army , i le give you tickets for em ; have you any Subsidies , Poll-money , Loanes or Contributions , have you any Plate , Horse , or Armes , old bodkins or Thimbles or wedding Rings , have ye any ; Have you any more Irish Adventures for sale of lands , or a trick for one meal a week . City Loans have you any ; or Assessments for the Sco●t● ; have you any Five and Twenty Parts , weekly or monthly Assessments for Essex , Fair-fax , Manchesters , the Scots or Irish Army ; Free-Quarter have you any . Have you any of his Majesties Revenue to sell , Old Sequestrations or Plunder : have you any more Exizes , or Fortification-money , or Fynes for Delinquents Compositions , &c. or a new Ordinance for 400000l . the moneth .

This is our Liberty for to pay The Saints that now King ●harles betray . Thus goe the cryes of Westminster , That are heard both far and neer , But a wile I p●ay stand by , And you will hear another cry .

The Second Part , To the same Tune .

MY New Articles of Faith , who buyes the Parliaments new Faith ? You may see by their WORKS , they are worse then Jews or Turks ; let their faith be what it will , their Religion is to Kill .

Thus goe the cryes , &c.

Who buyes any Parliament jugglings of the newest fashion , Hocus Pocus never shew'd more to cheat the Nation ; here is a trick , by Martins ring , shall suddenly depose a King ; Tom shews you a ptitty trick also , and at New-maret and St. Albanes tells us what he means to doe : Trusty Thomas , thus keeps his Promise with his King ; grace forsake him , devill take him , may all such false Knaves swing .

Thus goe the Cryes , &c.

Who buyes the Army's Proposalls ; customers pray draw neer , the Devill in his pack had nere such geere ; Here 's Cromwells mamaster-peece , 't will blinde your eyes , & fill your head with Fifteen hundred Lies .

Thus goe the cryes , &c.

Her 's a fine Order , was the like ever seen , shall murder all that Love their King or their Queen , a knot of such Trayterous Regicides were surely never seen , as Challoner , Mildmay , Martyn and Veine , all Parliament Kings , that over us reigne : They are all glutted with their fellow subjects blood , and yet pretend their good ; but pray let it be understood , for all Burleys blood , before Ienkins shall die , a hundred thousand in the City of London will try , to make Martyn , and all such Roagues to fly .

These be the cryes of London Towne , Some goe up Street , some goes downe , But a while I pray stand by , And you will hear another cry .

A new Ordinance pray come and buy , to establish the Presbytery ; what Religion next , put 's me beyond my text ? if this wont please you , see another , pray Sir try , for I have a hundred more , here in my Pack , for you to buy .

These be the cryes , &c.

Who buyes a new Order , to new dip the Kings ships , and to their eternall fames , give them all new names ; the Parliaments Ships forsooth ; the Royall Soveraigne must be the Royall Traytor , the Prince , the Parliament Pinck , and the whole Fleet the Parliaments Navie ; O brave pyrats , whether are you bound , let crosse winde tosse you , whilst you all are dround .

Thus to the world they make it known , Crown , Scpter , ships , & ALL 's their own , These be the cryes , &c.

Who buyes a new Petition from Tanton , that the Devil brought the last great winde , and the Traytos now vant on . New , new , new , but as fase as God is true ; and so you juggling Devills all , Adue .

Thus goe the cryes , &c.

An Execration to all that hate King CHARLES .

May God forsake ye , may the Devill , take ye , May the pox eate up your bones , consume your rotten Members , and burne up both flesh & bones to embers ; may the palsie shake your hands and heads , and bloody visions hant your beds ; all Egypts plagues and ten times more wait on you all at either door ; May all your wives turn arrant jads , and you live 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 trades ▪ may the gowt be in you toes , and no end be to your wooes , may no Surgeon hear your moans ; and all your joyes be sighs & groans may the running of the Reines , or the Quinsie ceaze your brains ; May the tooth-ach , and the feaver , to plague you still doe their endeavor ; May the Strangullion be your best friend , and nere forsake you till your end ; May you be the peoples scorne , and curse the houre that you were borne ; May Bedlam or Bridewell , be all the house you have to dwell ; May your childrens children begg from one door to another , bereft of Parets , freinds , Father and mother ; May a guilty Conscience alwayes affright ye , and no earthly joyes delight ye ; May you have aches in your rotten bones , gravell in your kidneys and your stones ; May your Daughters all turn Whores , and their Fathers keep the doores , May they never sleep in quiet , and fear Poyson in their diet ; May they never Cursing lack , and so the Pedler shuts his pack . Only when as they die , ( 'cause they were never true ) And that their souls depart , Devil claim thy due .