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R185515 1 Hark the Thundering Canons Rore Hark the Thundering Cannons Roar Hark the Thundering Cannons Roar TRumpets sound and Steeples Ring / Every Loyal Subject Sing, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1 A / Trick for Tyburn: / OR A / PRISON RANT. / BEING / A SONG of the Prisoners of Newgate, at the / GAOL-DELIVERY. A Trick for Tyburn: OR A PRISON RANT. BEING A SONG of the Prisoners of Newgate, at the GAOL-DELIVERY. A Trick for Tyburn: OR A PRISON RANT. BEING A SONG of the Prisoners of Newgate, at the JAIL-DELIVERY. Printer G.C. ?-? J. Cox

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TRumpets sound and Steeples Ring Every Loyal Subject Sing, With a Health to James our King For his Pardon granted. Prisoners half Dead that lay, Closd in Stone, instead of Clay, Have their Liberty to Day, Which before they wanted. Newgate lately did bring forth Seventy Children at a Birth, All in Wantonness and Mirth, At a Gaol-Delivery. But her Keepers they Ly In, Money sick for want of Sin; They will look both Pale and Thin, Till a new Recovery. Now the Doors are open wide, Jack may take his Mare and Ride; With a Leg on every side; And the Jade be flinging. Take her Halter Ketch, and try Whats the nearest course to Die; And well write thine Elegy, Hes Hangd for want for want of Hanging. Henceforth we will Steal no more, Tho we should be ner so Poor, If (by chance) we take a Whore In single Fornication. We Get a Soldier to the King, Or a Sea-man who doth bring From the Indies everything, It doth not Wrong the Nation.
We were Rebels (more than Base) To abuse an act of Grace: Well ner dot in any Case; Well Legal be and Loyal. If the French begin to Reel, English Hearts are true as Steel; Well make their Breasts our Bullets feel For James our King the Royal. Should our Case be ner so bad, We will never be so mad As to go upon the Pad, Whilst our Life endureth This Rogue that was a great Trapan, Is two parts turnd a Civil Man, And honestly Drinks off his Can, And nothing deadly feareth. We wish that those that cannot pay Their Debts, may have a Jubiley; That Poor Men for the King may Pray At his Great Coronation. To see the Usurers go Mourn And take with Jack a second Turn, When their Bills and Bonds they Burn; Would over-joy the Nation. Whitington did build an House Enough to Starve a Rat or Mouse, But left Allowance for a Louse, To give Poor Men the Fever. But James the Great hath found a way To turn his Scepter to a Key, And give his Children all the Play; God Bless him then for Ever.
LONDON, Printed by G.C. for J. Cox, at the Blue-Ball in Thames-street. 1685.