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AS I was walking thro Hide Park, as I us'd to do, Some two or three Months ago; I laid me all along, Without any fear of wrong, And listen'd unto a Song: It came from a powd'red thing, As fine as a Lord or King; He knew not that I, was got so nigh; And thus he began to Sing. I am a Turncoat Knave, And I can bear it brave, Tho' I don't show all I have: I can with Tongue or Pen Court every sort of Men, And kill 'em as fast again: With Zealots I can Pray, With Caveleers I can Play With Shop-keepers I, can Cog and Lye, And Cozen as fast as they. When first the Wars began, And Prentices led the Van, 'Twas I that set them on: Then we cry'd Bishops down In Country, Court and Town, Quoth I then have at the Crown, The Covenant I did take, For Form and Fashion's sake, But when it would not, support my Plot, It was an old Almanack. When Independency Had Superiority, I was of the same Degree, When Keepers did Command, I had then a Holy Hand, In Deans and Chanters Land: But when I began to spy Protectorship draw nigh, And Keepers were, thrown o're the Bar Brave Oliver then cry'd I: When Sectaries got the Day, I us'd my Yea, and Nay, To flatter, and then Betray, In Parliament I gat, And there as a Member sat, To tumble down Church and State: For I was a trusty Trout In all that I went about; And there we did sit, on a long Dispute Till Oliver turn'd us out.
Wer raz'd the House of Peers, We kill'd the Cavaleers We tippel'd the Widows Tears We sequestrate Mens Estates, And made 'em pay Monthly rates, To Trumpeters and their Mates; Rebellion we did Print And alter'd all the Mint; No Knavery then, was done by Men, But I had a Finger in't. When Charles was put to flight, Then was I at Worster Fight, And got a good Booty by't: At that most fatal fall We plunder'd one and all The weakest went to the Wall: When my merry Mates fell on, A pillaging I was gone, There's many thought I, will come by and by And why should not I be one, We Triumphed like the Turk We crippled the Scottish Kirk When we were once set a Work. When Cromwell did but frown, They yeilded up e'ery Town; Saint Andrews Cross went down, But when old Noll did dy, And Richard his Son nearby I knew not how, to guide my Plow, Where now shall I be said I, I must confess the Rump Did put me into a Dump, I knew not what would be Trump. When Dick had lost the Day, My Gaming was at a stay, I could not tell what to play When Mank came upon the score, I thought I could play no more, I could not tell what, he would be at I was never so mump'd before. But now I am at Court With Men of the better sort, And I purchase a good Report; I have the Eyes and Ears, Of many brave Noble Peers, And slight the Poor Cavaleers, Poor Knaves they know not how To Flatter, Cringe, and Bow: But he that is Wise, and means to Rise, He must be a Turn-Coat too.
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