The Protestants thanks for the downfall of popery, or, Madam popery rocked to sleep This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B43730 of text R220334 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. 3KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 3 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B43730 625106346 ocn 625106346 Wing P3853aA

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 eng Catholic Church -- Controversial literature -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Ballads, English -- Early works to 1800. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo The Protestants thanks for the downfall of popery, or, Madam popery rocked to sleep. n/a 1689 3 425 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. 2014-06 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
The Protestants Thanks for the Downfall of Popery , or Madam Popery rocked to Sleep . ALL you whose Eyes did use to weep , And Hearts with Sorrows was prest full deep , Cheer up , for now Madam Popery's asleep . Sing Lullaby Popery , Hush ! Proud Popery , Lullaby Popery , Oh! Lullaby . Madam POPERY once she sat at her Ease , And all her Projectors they did what they please , But now the curs't Crew can us no more tease . Sing Lullaby Popery , &c. The NUNCIO is gone , and sail'd over the Main , He was sent over hither , their Cause for to gain , And I protest I don't know when he will come again . Sing Lullaby Popery , &c. Their Game is quite done , and the Cards are thrown by , And the Knave of Spades PETERS looks now very shy , He is gone into FRANCE in a Corner to Cry Sing Lullaby Popery , &c. The Irish Teagues from hence are all gone , Who our Throats would have Cut , had they been let alone , But they are packing sent home to sing a-hone , a-hone . Sing Lullaby Popery , &c. POPISH Chappels and Altars we shall no more need , Nor in any great haste will be built up with speed , And Wild-House do's now look like Wild-House indeed . Sing Lullaby Popery , &c. And he that was PRINTER to Houshold and Chappel , Will have no Occasion to print POPISH Tattle ; For Bell , Book , and Candle has now had a Rattle . Sing Lullaby Popery , &c. All Trayterous JUDGES must now go to Pot , And so must that Bell-weather Bawling Great SOT , For I dreamt that a Rope would fall to their Lot . Sing Lullaby Popery , &c. His HOLINESS now by this Time is fall'n Sick , His Mouth 's out of Taste , he an ORENGE can't lick , And his Pulse , I hear say , do's beat monstrous quick . Sing Lullaby Popery , &c. Madam POPERY is gone , and the Devil go with her And Six-pence , that 's Money and Comp'ny together , And I hope she 'll ne're more return again hither . Sing Lullaby Popery , Hush ! Proud Popery , Lullaby Popery , Oh! Lullaby .

London , Printed for J.C. near Fleet-bridge . 1689.