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R33378 1 Now, now the Fight's done Now, Now the Fight's Done Now, now the Fight's done COme now let's Rejoyce, / And the City Bells ring, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1 A Congratulation on the Happy Discovery of the Hellish Fanatick Plot. A Congratulation on the Happy Discovery of the Hellish Fanatick Plot. A Congratulation on the Happy Discovery of the Hellish Fanatic Plot. ?-?

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1. COme now let's Rejoyce, And the City Bells ring, And the Bonefires kindle, Whilst unto the KING We pay on our Knees The grand Tribute that's due, Of Thanks and Oblations, Which now we renew, For Mercies that we Have received of late, From Prudence and Justice Diverting our Fate. 2. The Curtain is drawn, And the Clouds are dispers'd; The PLOT's come to light, That in darkness did Nest: Jack Calvins display'd With his Colours in Grain, And who were the Traytors And Villains 'tis plain: The Traps that they laid, And the Snares that they set, Have caught them at last In their own silly Net: 3. The Foreman himself, That Off-spring of Hell, In whose wicked Breast All Treason doth dwell, To the Tower is sent, With his Triple Name, Whilst the Triple-Tree groans For his Carcass again, And many Rogues more Their Leader will follow Unto the same Place, Whilst we whoop and Hollow. 4. The Libelling Tribe Who so long have Reign'd, And sowed Sedition, Shall now be Arraign'd; Their Shams and their Lies Shall do them no good, When they come to the Tree, There's no Shamming that Wood: Janeway and Curtis In the Forlorn Hope, Then Vile, Smith and Care Shall Neck the next Rope. 5. So, so, let them dye That would Monarchs destroy, And spit all their Venom Our Land to annoy: If that their Pow'r were To their Malice equal, And their Courage the same, They'd soon ruin all; But their Courage is low, And their Power but small; Their Treason is High, And must have a Fall.
6. When Trojans of Old (Our Ancestors) were In danger of Shipwrack, And toss'd here and there; Great Neptune soon quell'd Those Rebels and Storms, With brandished Trident, And free'd them from harms; They fled from his Face, Through the guilt of their Cause, As these from our Lion, If he stretch out his Paws. 7. Go Devils, be gone To the Region below, Here's no bus'ness of yours, Or ought left to do: No Tempter we need, We can act all our selves, Without any help From you silly Elves; For what Presbyter Acts, He thinks a disgrace All Hell should out-doe him, Or dare shew their Face. 8. For produce all the Ill That Hell ever hatch'd, 'Tis nothing at all, When it comer to be match'd With what has been Plotted By Traytors of late, Who aim'd at the Ruine Of Church, and of State: By Perjury, Bribes, By suborning all Evil, By Murther, and worse Than e're came from th' Devil. 9. Now Presbyter come And submit thy stiff Neck, Thou labour'st in vain Our great Monarch to check; Whose Power Divine No Mortals controul, But hazard the loss Of both Body and Soul: Then banish for ever Your Commonwealth hope, Which tends to destruction, And ends with A ROPE. EPILOGUE With Wine of all sorts Let the Conduits run free, And each true heart drink The KING's Health on his Knee, No Treason shall lodge In our Breasts while we live, To God, and to Caesar Their Due we will give; We'l pray with our Hearts, And fight with our Hands, Against all Fanaticks, When Great CHARLES Commands.