%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> RYOT upon RYOT: / OR, / A Chant upon the Arresting the Loyal L. Mayor & Sheriffs. / Gallants, If you wou'd hear a Tale sung o'r, / So daring and bold, 'twas never done before: / See London's Loyal Sheriffs, and Lord Mayor, / Bearing the Sword, Arrested in the Chair. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1683-1683 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 05/04/2012 32389

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R5830 ROwze up Great MONARCH / In the Royal Cause; Oh! London! London! / Where's Thy Charter now? Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 180172 RYOT upon RYOT: / OR, / A Chant upon the Arresting the Loyal L. Mayor & Sheriffs. / Gallants, If you wou'd hear a Tale sung o'r, / So daring and bold, 'twas never done before: / See London's Loyal Sheriffs, and Lord Mayor, / Bearing the Sword, Arrested in the Chair. RYOT upon RYOT: OR, A Chant upon the Arresting the Loyal L. Mayor & Sheriffs. Gallants, If you wou'd hear a Tale sung o'r, So daring and bold, 'twas never done before: See London's Loyal Sheriffs, and Lord Mayor, Bearing the Sword, Arrested in the Chair. RIOT upon RIOT: OR, A Chant upon the Arresting the Loyal L. Mayor & Sheriffs. Gallants, If you would hear a Tale sung over, So daring and bold, it was never done before: See London's Loyal Sheriffs, and Lord Mayor, Bearing the Sword, Arrested in the Chair. 1683-1683

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I. ROwze up Great MONARCH In the Royal Cause; The Great Defender Of our Faith and Laws: Now, now, or never, Crush the Serpents Head, Or else the Poyson Through the Land will spread. The Noble MAYOR, And his two Loyal SHRIEVES, Bearing the Swords, assaulted By Usurping Thieves, Who their Rebellious Ryots Would maintain by Law: Oh! London! London! Wheres Thy Justice now? II. Smite, smite, the Snakes Did first their Sting reveal, Stabbing thy ROYAL BROTHER in the Heel; And struck so many Loyal Martyrs dead, Now in the Sun Flies boldly at the Head. Slaves that resist All Power but their own; He that would usurp the CHAIR, Would next usurp the THRONE, Who neither ROYAL HEIR Nor LOYAL MAYORS allow: Oh! London! London! Wheres thy Charter now? III. LONDON, of Factions The eternal Spring, Yet so much favourd By a Gracious KING; Who dost such Deeds That have no parallel, Only to teach Thy Children to Rebel.
This will record thee In the Books of Fame; This bold Attempt no Law, Nor Precedent can claim: Blood and the Crown, P------n And D------s out-do: Oh! London! London! Wheres Thy Charter now? IV. Was this the way Your Ryots to repair; In spight oth CHARTER, To Arrest the MAYOR? And gainst the SHERIFFS Your sham Actions bring, Cause justly chosen, And approvd by th KING? What call you this, but TREASON? Whilst the Fool That did Arrest the MAYOR Expects himself to Rule; And, save his own, no other Power would allow: Oh! London! London! Wheres thy Charter now? V. Hang up the Factious Heads That dare oppose The Sword of Justice, And the Ancient Laws: Who in his Office Dare Arrest the MAYOR, Disowns the Powr That placd Him in the Chair. Tantara-ra ra! Let the Trumpets sound, Double all your Guards, and let The Centnels stand their ground: He that Arrests the MAYOR, Would bind the MONARCH too: Oh! London! London! Wheres Thy Charter now?
Westminster Printed in the Year MDCLXXXIII.