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R10048 O Poland Monster of our Isle, / Corruption of our Age; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 135946 A / NEW SONG / UPON THE / K---g of Poland, / AND THE / Prince of the Land of Promise. A NEW SONG UPON THE K---g of Poland, AND THE Prince of the Land of Promise. A NEW SONG UPON THE King of Poland, AND THE Prince of the Land of Promise. 1648-1648 the Polonian King

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I. Prince. O Poland Monster of our Isle, Corruption of our Age; Which on my Infant Hours didst smile, Till thou inflamd the Rage Of my Ambitious Soul, to sore Bove its defiled Sphear; And, Icarus-like, I now must lowr, Transformd into Despair. II. Now all my Trophies of Success, Are in Oblivion drownd; And none for Me dare now Address, Where I hopt to be Crownd. I by thy false blind Plots am shamd, Foold from a Glorious Sway, Snatcht from a Fathers Arms, and Damnd, Like all that Disobey. III. Thou calld my nearest Friends at Court, Soft, easie, absurd Tools; That Kings were but for States-Mens Sport, The Councel Knaves and Fools. But I, poor I, find now too late, Your Polish Grace can lye; None provd more weak at the Foyls of State, Than poor silly Tom, and I. VI. Now, that Imperial Crown, which thou For me so fit had made, Is Faln and broak, I know not how, And all our Wiles betrayd; Our full Caballs, and Wapping-Treats, Retrencht to Secret Holes: Treason the strength Our Greatness waits In these rough reared Walls. V. Poland K---g. Thou mighty Prince, by me Elect, Ith Land of Promise Sways; Thy timerous Soul is the Defect Of Our declining Days.
What brighter Prospect Canst propose, To Magnifie thy Name, Than Hearts, and Armes, and Power of Those, That Rules both Laws and Fame. VI. The Rustick Swains want not the Word, No Magazines, nor Horse; Zwounds Sixty Thousand by the Sword, Defies both Fate and Curse. Theyl lay Three Kingdoms at Our Feet, In Blood and mangled Braines; Then the Traine-Bands, Cinque-Ports, and Fleet, At Our Command Remains. VII. Though Rouley, and His Brother Joynes, And Wheels around the Park; Like two Yoakt Oxen, Tuggs and Twines, Gainst Our Designes i th Dark, And wisely weighes; Their Wits has wrought Our Potent Parties Fall; That Conquest must be dearer brought, Else Tony Hangs for all. VIII. We have reservd Machines in store, To raise more daring Flames, Then Mortals ere Conspird before; Or Damned Furies Frames. If ere a Parliament be calld, Our Representives there Shall Scorn to be out boxt, or bawld, In Country, Town, or Shire. IX. Then every Member of the Cause, Amidst the Armed Rude, Who shall deside the Pole with blows, And quash the Tory Crowd. Then stick to Time, whilst Heads are hot, Our Force together brings; If this best PLOT, at last fail not, By Christ, wele Both be Kings!
Printed for the Polonian King, in the Year 164800.