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5.17 R188604 1 Russel's Farwel Russell's Farewell Russell's Farewell WIthin these Prison Walls we lye, / sweet loving Sons of Rome, who would have thought of this? [with variations] date from content: (1696) Barclay's Plot; u in Tune inverted; imprint unclear: London: Printed for C. Bates, at the Sun and Bible in Pye[-c]orner. Pepys 5.17 Rollins (1) VII: 218-221; Wing M2988[D]. Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 5: 17 THE / Mournful Plotters: / OR, THE / Sorrowful Lamentation of several Conspi- / rators within the Walls of Newgate; being sadly af- / flicted with a Fear they shall Die in a Heritick Hal- / ter. THE Mournful Plotters: OR, THE Sorrowful Lamentation of several Conspi-rators within the Walls of Newgate; being sadly af-flicted with a Fear they shall Die in a Heritick Hal-ter. The Mournful Plotterse: Or, the Sorrowful Lament of Several Conspirators Within the Walls of Newgate; Being Sadly Afflicted with a Fear They Shall Die in a Heretic Halter. 1/2 sheet folio, 260 x 145 damaged surface funerary border: 181 x 4 1683-1703 London: Printed for C. Bates, at the Sun and Bible in Pye-corner. C. Bates BBTI

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WIthin these Prison Walls we lye, sweet loving Sons of Rome, Whose bloudy Zeal for Popery, has pointed out our doom, Which is to go to Trussam-fair, the Fate we cannot miss, 'Tis very sad I do declare, who would have thought of this? We were indeed as fine a Knot, as ever yet was known, To carry on a Popish-plot, and undermind a Throne; The French was ready at our call, yet we the Mark did miss, Our Devil has deceiv'd us all, who would have thought of this? Old Lewis waits to hear the news, what his dear Trouts have done; But we alas, our Lives must loose, from hence we cannot run; They'll search the Land and City round, e're one of us they'll miss, At length we shall be guilty found, who would have thought of this? When first the Plot had taken wind, we scour'd too and fro, But could no place of safety find, where-ever we did go; Alength our Coach-man did mistrust, that we had done a-miss, And gave his Information first, who would have thought of this? The Steel-yard near the Water-side, we may remember well, For there we went ourselves to hide, as in a lonesome Cell; They knew us not, we call'd for Wine, e're we the Glass could kiss, The Coach man came with eight or nine, who would have thobght of this?
Here we confess it was not late, when as we settl'd there, And yet they took us napping straight, as Moss he catch'd his Mare: My Brother look'd like yea and nay, and I was much a-miss, Alas! alas! what shall we say? who would have thought of this? The Coach-man chanc'd to over-hear. my loving Brother say, We shall be known, e're long I fear. if in the Town we stay; This raised a suspition straight, that we had done a-miss, We now are both unfortunate, who would have thought of this? Our dear beloved Christian-turk, will break his Heart I fear, When as he finds the bloudy Work, cannot be mannag'd here; The Trible-tree (without dispute) not one of us will miss, For we are routed horse and foot, who would have thought of this? Here do we lye with Fetters bound, Friends, in a loathsome Goal, With Wall of Stone encompast round, our sorrows to bewail: More of the Tribe comes daily in, there's few or none they'll miss; When first the Plot we did begin, we little thought of this. If Lewis our religious Friend, would but intreat the Pope, That unto each of us he'd send a consecrated Rope, That we might Hempen Martyers dye, when Sentence it is past, Sure such a thing he'll not deny his loving Sons at last.
London: Printed for C. Bates, at the Sun and Bible in Pye[-co]rner.