A new ballad, called, the Protestants prophesie Wherein is plainly set forth the difficulty of clearing our native country, of those that infest us, called Papists. To the tune of, When covetousness out of England will run. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B27222 of text R218485 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. 4KB 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 B27222 Wing N556A 99830072

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 eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo A new ballad, called, the Protestants prophesie : Wherein is plainly set forth the difficulty of clearing our native country, of those that infest us, n/a 1676 1 562 1 0 0 0 0 0 17.79 C The rate of 17.79 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2014-06 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-08 Sampled and proofread 2014-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A New Ballad , called , The Protestants Prophesie . Wherein is plainly set forth the Difficulty of Clearing our Native Country , of those that Infest us , called PAPISTS . To the Tune of , When Covetousness out of England will run .

a man standing on a globe, singing

When all things act contrary

rural scene with two men (one playing a clarinet) and two goats
a traveller singing

have at thy ●●ny Jone .

COme hearken to me whilst the truth I do write , For in telling of Lies , I take no Delight ; Nowfain would I tell you , since I have begun ; When Popery out of this Nation will run . When Misers do Money refuse and deny , When the Monuments top shall reach to the sky : When the Moon is as big , & more bright then the Sun , then Popery out of this Nation will run . & when ye shall see two Monks Poyson the Fryers , Because they are both Deceitful and Lyers : when the Subjects of England shall all be as one , then Popery out of this Nation will run . And when ye shall see the Duke of Lorrain , Be begg'd to receive his Country again : when the French K. surrenders all that he hath won , then Popery out of this Nation will run . when you see a Pismire swallow a whale , And when the salt Sea shall be filled with Ale : when men shall rejoyce that they 'r brake and undone : then Popery , &c. when there is not a whore to be found in this Land , And dumb men shall speak that ye may understand : when ye read of Laws made e're the world was begun , then Popery , &c. WHen silver & gold shall be nothing esteem'd , & christian-slaves by fair words be redeem'd when Sack down the Channels like water shall run then Popery out of this Land will be gone . when Iews shall Eat Swines-flesh as other men do , And High-way-men they shall be honest and true : when the Pope can forgive us our sins e'ry one ; then Popery , &c. And when ye shall see the Sun rise in the South , And Men shall Eat Victuals that has not a Mouth : when the stars from the sky shall fall every one , then Popery , &c. when Apples and Pears shall grow on the Bryers , And Meat shall be Roasted without any Fires : And Poor Men to Prisons for Maintainance come , Then Popery , &c. when the Fish of the sea shall flye in the ayr , & Men shall wear wiggs that are made without hair when all sorts of silks shall by Munkeys be spun , then Popery , &c. when Horses shall Run without any Leggs , when Hens shall draw Carts , and Oxon lay Eggs : when gamesters refuse to take what they have won then Popery , &c. when News-Mongers they do refuse the great gain That comes by their pamplets , though they are prophane : And women at Christnings they hold their tongue , then Popery out of this Land will be gone . FINIS .

London , Printed for F. Coles , T. Vere , J. Wright , and J. Clarke .