%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Upon the Stately Structure / OF / Bow-Church and Steeple, / Burnt, An. 1666. Rebuilt, 1679. / OR / A Second POEM upon NOTHING! University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 06/24/2014 33509

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R213194 LOok how the Country-Hobbs with wonder flock / To see the City-crest, turn'd Weathercock! Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 774 Upon the Stately Structure / OF / Bow-Church and Steeple, / Burnt, An. 1666. Rebuilt, 1679. / OR / A Second POEM upon NOTHING! Upon the Stately Structure OF Bow-Church and Steeple, Burnt, An. 1666. Rebuilt, 1679. OR A Second POEM upon NOTHING! Upon the Stately Structure OF Bow Church and Steeple, Burnt, Anno 1666. Rebuilt, 1679. OR A Second POEM upon NOTHING! ?-?

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LOok how the Country-Hobbs with wonder flock To see the City-crest, turn'd Weathercock! Which with each shifting Gale, veres to and fro; London has now got twelve Strings to her Bow! The Wind's South-East, and straight the Dragon russels His brazen wings, to court the Breeze from Brussels! The Wind's at North! and now his Hissing fork, Whirles round, to meet a flattering gale from York! Boxing the Compass, with each freshing Gale, But still to London turns his threatning Tayle. But stay! what's there; I spy a stranger thing; Our Red-cross brooded by the Dragon's wing! The wing is warm; but O! beware the sting! Poor English-Cross, expos'd to winds, and weathers, Forc't to seek shelter in the Dragon's feathers! Ne're had old Rome so rare a Piece to brag on, A Temple built to Great Bell, and the Dragon! Whilst yet undaunted Protestants, dare hope, They that will worship Bell, shall wear the Rope. O how our English Chronicles will shine! Burn't, sixty six; Rebuilt, in seventy nine. When Jacob Hall on his High Rope shews tricks, The Dragon flutters; the Lord Mayor's Horse, kicks; The Cheapside-crowds, and Pageants scarcely know Which most t' admire, Hall, Hobby-horse, or Bow! But what mad Frenzy set your Zeal on fire, (Grave Citizens!) to Raise Immortal Spire On Sea-coal Basis? which will sooner yield Matter to Burn a Temple, than to Build! What the Coals build, the Ashes bury! no men Of wisdom, but would dread the threatning Omen! But say (Proud Dragon!) now preferr'd so High, What Marvels from that Prospect dost thou spy? Westward thou seest, and seeing hat'st the Walls Of, sometimes Rev'rend, now Regenerate, Pauls, Thy envious eyes, such glories cannot brook, But as the Devil once o're Lincoln, look: And envys Poison, will thy Bowels Tear Sooner than Daniels Dose, of Pitch, and Hair! Then Eastward, to avoid that wounding sight, Thy Glaring eyes upon the Mum-glass, light.
Adorn'd with Monstrous forms to clear the scope, How much thou art out-dragon'd by the Pope. Ah fools! to dress a Monument of woe In whistling Silks, that should in Sackcloth, go! Nay strangely wise, our Senators appear To build That, and a Bedlam in a year, That if the Mum-glass crack, they may inherit An Hospital becoming their great merit! To Royal Westminster, next turn thine eye; Perhaps a Parliament thou mayst espy, Dragons of old gave Oracles at Rome; Then Prophesie, their Day, their Date, and Doom And if thy Visual Ray can reach the Main; Tell's when the Duke, new gone, returns again! Facing about; next view our Guildhall well, Where Reverend Fox-furrs charm'd by potent spell Of Elephants, (turn'd wrong side outward) dare Applaud the Plays; and yet hiss out the Player: Player! whose wise Zeal for City, Country, King, Shall to all points of the wide Compass ring Whilst Bow has Bells, or Royal Thames a Spring! Thy Roving Eye perhaps from Hague may send's How the New League, has made old Foes, new Friends: But let substantial witness, Credence give it, Or Ne're believe me, if the House believe it! If true, I fear too late! France at one sup, (Like Pearls dissolv'd in Cleopatras Cup) Trade, Empire, Neatherlands has swallowed up! But heark! The Dragon speaks from Brazen Mouth, Whose words, though wind, are spoken in Good south! To you of Ratling fame, and great esteem; The higher placed, the less you ought to seem! To you of noble souls, and gallant minds, Learn to outface (with me) the Huffing winds! To tim'rous feeble spirits, that live beneath; Learn not of me to turn with every breath! To those who like (Camelions) live on Air; Popular Praise is thin Consumptive fare! To you who Steeple upon Steeple set, Cut my Cocks-comb, if e're to Heaven you get.