The Jacobites lamentation and confession: or, The plotting cut-throat. To the tune of 41. Or, Hey boys up go we. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B24913 of text R229247 in the English Short Title Catalog. 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. 5KB 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 B24913 Wing J106 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.121.g.9[100] ESTC R229247 ocm99888272

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 eng Jacobites -- Poetry -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo The Jacobites lamentation and confession: or, The plotting cut-throat. : To the tune of 41. Or, Hey boys up go we. n/a 1696 1 682 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. 2014-03 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-05 Sampled and proofread 2014-05 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
The JACOBITES Lamentation and Confession : Or , The Plotting CUT-THROAT . To the Tune of 41. Or , Hey Boys up go we . I. OLD Sandcroft he began the Dance , and taught us to Rebell , In Tricking James and William too , as you remember well : He taught Sedition in the Church , Rebellion in the State ; Thus we like Fools , misled by Knaves , are brought to Tyburn Fate . II . His Lambs , the black Non-swearing Crew , kept up this Rebell Cause , Perswaded us against the King , and damn'd the Nations Laws : They cry'd up Conscience to the Crowd , and say , their Trade's Divine ; But they 're the Grand Rebelling Knaves , and all this done for Coin . III . 't was these Black-Jacks Debauch'd us all , under pretence to Pray , And keep the good Old Worship up , the clean contrary way : They pray'd Success , and did assist the Murdring Bloody Crew , So made their Church a Den of Thieves ; come Gallows , claim thy due . IV . These Black-Coats to compleat their hope of Slavery and Blood , In Fenwick's Reg'ment form'd a Troop of none but this black Brood , The bane of Mankind , wicked Priests , like Judas , let 'em fall ; For like th' Infection of the Plague , they make a Prey of all . V. The King was first to be Destroy'd by Poniard , Sword , or Gun , And we to give the French the Sign , when once that Work was done : The French were strait to Land in Kent ; in London then were we To Plunder , Burn , and Cut your Throats , for which , Boys up go we . VI . Commissions were sent o'er from France , poor Dogs with ragged Coats , True Champions of St. Germains breed , or Cutting English Throats . King James and Bouffler were to Land and set the English free : Oh! how the Streets had run with Blood , a Glorious sight to see . VII . Great Sums of Mony we had rais'd , to manage the Design : From France we had their Counsel free , poor Rogues , but little Coin . We thought to pull down Church and State , good Men of each Degree ; But now instead of pulling down , 't is Hey Boys , up go we . VIII . What Rogues we Jacobites have been most Impudent and Bold ; We durst abuse the King and State , and were by none Controll'd ; But now we 're Civil , Fair and Kind good Natur'd Rogues you see , The reason is , we know our Crimes , cry , Hey Boys , up go we . IX . This Trade we 've follow'd many Years , which cannot be forgot , And thought the State had given leave that we might Rogue and Plot . They Hang'd up none , which made us bold and slight the Western Tree , But now we 're like to pay for all , for Hey Boys , up go we . X. Remember now the Northern Plot , and how we shamm'd the King ; Thanks to a Man or two Above , that helpt us in the thing . That was the self same Plot as now , for then we did agree To Ruin King and Government , but now Boys , up go we . XI . 't was pity two such Glorious Plots , on which we built our hope , Should fail of those great things we wish'd , and end with fatal Rope . We Plotted Drunk , and Damn'd the King , in spight of Tripple-Tree ; But now our Cause is quite Besh — and Hey Boys , up go we .

LONDON , Printed in the Year , 1696.