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R15657 WHat shall a Glorious Nation be o'rthrown, / By a Crew of Sneaking Rascals of our own? Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 135968 THE / Hypocritical WHIGG / DISPLAYED. THE Hypocritical WHIGG DISPLAYED. THE Hypocritical WHIG DISPLAYED. 1682-1682 C.H.

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WHat shall a Glorious Nation be orthrown, By a Crew of Sneaking Rascals of our own? Must Civil, and Ecclesiastick Laws; Once Truckle more under the Good Old Cause? Shall these Ungrateful Varlets think to Live Only to Clip the Kings Prerogative? Im all Inspird with a Poetick Rage, And must Chastise the Follies of the Age. Thoughts do so Crowd upon me, I must Write Till Ive Displayed the Gawdy Hypocrite. Hes one that scarcely can be calld a Man; And yet forsooths a Pious Christian. He disesteems dull Morals for a Saint, (My Wel-beloved Brethren) must not Want: Soul Warming Thoughts, so warm that they did dwell First in the Womb, then at the Breasts of Hell. With Eyes turnd up, Mouth Screwd, & Monkey Face, He Loudly Balls to God for Saving Grace, With such Unmanly, Scurvy Mean, as if even His Apish Postures only woud please Heaven. He Hates a Form, but Loves his Dear Nonsense, Nauseats his God with his Impertinence. If things succeed not as his Humour woud, He straight grows Angry, and he Huffs his God. And this, as if God knows not what to do, And that woud have been for thy Glory too. Then Muffled in his Cloak, the Beast begins Ins Sermon to Dawb forth Soul-Killing-Sins; Murder, and Theft, and Pride, and Gluttony, Rash Oaths, and Vows, and Black Idolaty, Which in their Lives none more Applauds then he. Yet if you do Survey the List with Care; Youl quickly find Rebellion is not there: Nay, when hes prest to Duties for some Hours, He ner puts in Obey the Higher Powers. At Surplice, and Lawn-Sleeves he takes Offence, Because they are the Types of Innocence; For that he Scorns, and with it Men of Sense.
The Reverend Prelates he still Vilifies, Cause they Detect his Cursed Villanies: He shuns this Grave, and Learned Company, Because they smell too Rank of Loyalty. Hang them, says he, come let us Pull them Down, For this same Mitre will Support the Crown. He the Kings Person would Protect, he said, Yes, yes forsooth, by Cutting off his Head. He is the Kings best Friend, and yet thought Good To Plunge his Kingdoms in a Sea of Blood. And this he did, Inspird by Zeal alone, To Fasten Christ in his Triumphant Throne; As if Damnd Lyes, False Oathes, and Base Deceit Propt up his Throne, and made him truly Great. As if the Devil himself that Acted Them, Did bring the Lustre to his Diadem. Yea they go on, yet with the same Intents, By moulding to their Minds New Parliaments. In other things, like methods they pursue, For even the Sheriffs must be Fanaticks too. The Judges too, theyd to their Party gain, Did they lack either Honesty or Brain. But when their Wheedling Tricks do fail on these, They do Attack poor Country Justices. Some of the Great they by their Whimseys Guide, To Guard their Treason, and to like their Pride. In fine, they are the Foes of Royal State, Order, and Peace the Object of their Hate. They all mankind, except themselves Despise; Chiefly the Great, for being Good and Wise: Nor God, nor Man, these Furies seek to please; Theyd Bruise the Crown, and Tear our Surplices. Some Subtil have, and some have Giddy Souls; Some Fools, some Knaves, & some are Knaves & Fools. These Vermine would even the best Things Command, And Suck up all the Fatness of the Land.
FINIS. LONDON, Printed for C.H. Anno Domini 1682.