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R35273 STout HANIBAL before He came to Age, / Perpetual Wars with Rome was sworn to wage! Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1089 The OXFORD Alderman's Speech to the / D. of M. when his Grace made his En- / trance into the City, about Sept. 1680. The Oxford Alderman's Speech to the D. of M. when his Grace made his Entrance into the City, about Sept. 1680. ?-?

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STout HANIBAL before He came to Age, Perpetual Wars with Rome was sworn to wage! You lead Us to such Wars; O Happy We! Great Prince! You are a Soldier good as He; Tho some will say (to give the Devil his due,) He was as good a Protestant as You. You to that whore of whores, the whore of Rome, Devoted from your own fair Mothers womb, Tho in the Schools of Jesuits true bred, You scornd to learn of them to Write or Read: A PROTESTANT the more to be admird, That never were instructed, but inspird. So unconcernd from Popery You pass, No use of Understanding in the Case. True Interest, that all other things orepowers, And Genrous Indignation made You Ours: Even so in Spain to Mass come trading Jews, Cast Drabs turn Quakers but to spite the Jews. But Fears and Jealousies of You we scorn, That were so true a Son of Honour born; And since have made both Gog and Magog bleed, Act but the Demagogue, youl do the Deed: Youl Dam and Ram proud Antichrist to Hell; But force him first to work one Miracle. He that with four hard words, and one grave Nod, Turns an insipid Wafer into God; Were You a Dough-bakd DUKE, with less ado, To Prince of Wales may Transubstantiate You. Do You but sayt, well swear that You are so, And rather kiss your Hand than kiss his Toe: Resolvd, resolvd it must not be gainsaid; Faith well believe your Mother was a Maid. Why should you think Ambition any Crime? Well make you Duke of Venice in good time: Or, if You scruple to Usurp the Crown, Having once raisd Us, You may then sit down: You or your Friends shall have the foremost place; Perhaps well joyn Sir A--st--ng with your Grace: Whether You Reign or He, tis much at one, Great Alexanders dear Hephestion. But when you come to reap these goodly Fruits, Sweet Sir, Remember these our humble suits. First, Let these Lordly Bishops go to pot; Tis plain their Lordships all are in the PLOT; They hold none Lawful Heirs, but Lawfully begot. Our Commonwealths a Castle in the Air, If we still Pray for KING in Common-Prayer. These Paltry Schollars, blast them with one Breath, Or theyl Rhime Your Grace and Us to Death. Then O Brave We! then Hei for our good Town! Then up go We when Wit and Sense go down.
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