%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Loyal London Prentice: / Being his Constant Resolution, to hazard his / Life and Fortune for his KING. / With his Defiance to Popery and Faction. / I'le plainly make it to appear, / That I'm a True Born Cavaleir, / And here my Colours have Display'd, / 'Gainst all the Factious that Invade. / I wear this Ribbond in my Hatt, / For all the Whiggs to wonder at, / Let none then Tax my Loyalty, / My King I'le serve until I dye. 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 03/03/2016 34986

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R35004 I Am a True Born Cavaleir, / And so my Father was before, Then let us all together Sing, / And drink a health to Charles our King. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1 The Loyal London Prentice: / Being his Constant Resolution, to hazard his / Life and Fortune for his KING. / With his Defiance to Popery and Faction. / I'le plainly make it to appear, / That I'm a True Born Cavaleir, / And here my Colours have Display'd, / 'Gainst all the Factious that Invade. / I wear this Ribbond in my Hatt, / For all the Whiggs to wonder at, / Let none then Tax my Loyalty, / My King I'le serve until I dye. The Loyal London Prentice: Being his Constant Resolution, to hazard his Life and Fortune for his KING. With his Defiance to Popery and Faction. I’le plainly make it to appear, That I’m a True Born Cavaleir, And here my Colours have Display’d, ‘Gainst all the Factious that Invade. I wear this Ribbond in my Hatt, For all the Whiggs to wonder at, Let none then Tax my Loyalty, My King I’le serve until I dye. The Loyal London Prentice: Being his Constant Resolution, to hazard his Life and Fortune for his KING. With his Defiance to Popery and Faction. I'll plainly make it to appear, That I'm a True Born Cavalier, And here my Colors have Displayed, Against all the Factious that Invade. I wear this Ribbon in my Hat, For all the Whigs to wonder at,/ Let none then Tax my Loyalty, My King I'll serve until I die. ?-? Richard Hill

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I Am a True Born Cavaleir, And so my Father was before, I scorn your Factious Presbyter, And hate the thoughts of Babels whore. Then let us all together Sing, And drink a health to Charles our King. The Churches Right I will maintain, As long as I have Life and Breath, Establish'd by Great Charles again, That will I follow unto Death. Then let us all, etc. This Ribbond in my Hat I ware, Is for to shew my Loyalty, 'Tis my Kings Colours that I bare, And him I'le serve until I dye. Then let us all, etc. I'le leave Fanaticks in the Lurch, And Citizens that soe Sedition, I own the True Establish'd Church, And hate the damn'd screw'd Precisian. Then let us all, etc. My Master he was one of they, That use to Repeat long winded Grace, And still at Night did go to Pray, 'Gainst Scarlet Coats with Silver Lace. Then let us all, etc. To Lawn Sleeves he's a Mortal Foe, And hates all those that go to Church, He ne're could bring me to his Bowe, For I still left him in the Lurch. Then let us all together Sing, And drink a health to Charles our King.
He'd have me to their Meeting Rout, But when his Book I there did bring, I'de Steal away, being Devout, To Pray for Charles our Gracious King. Then let us all together Sing, And drink a health to Charles our King. Thus did I use to serve him oft, And never car'd to stay at home, When Codshead was for Codshead bought Then I abroad did use to Roam. Then let us all, etc. And 'mongst a Crew of Loyal Boys, Who always hate the Rebel Sect, We there did Sing, and make a noise, Trying to Drink us out of Debt. Then let us all, etc. Whoever takes it in disgrace, That I this Loyal Favour ware, I'le spit my Venome in his Face, And for his Anger do not care. Then let us all, etc. I never yet did hide my Head, From any Rascal of 'em all, I'le serve my King till I am Dead, The longest liver then take all. Then let us all, etc. So now my Merry Boyes appears, We'l cause the Bells for joy to Ring, And shew ourselves true Cavaleirs, Nay loose our lives for Charles our King. Then let us all together Sing, And drink a health to Charles our King.
Fo[r] such a Gracious Prince this Land, Sin[c]e it was England never had, Th[e]n let him live, and long command, And on his Foes forever tread. Whilst that we all together Sing, And drink a health to Charles our King. Hi[s] lawful Heirs and Successors, We will endeavour to Maintain, And stand by them in Peace and Wars, When he above with Christ does Reign. Meanwhile lets all, etc. Though Prentices in Forty One, D[i]d their Allegiance quite forget, And by Tub-Preachers backed on, Three Kingdoms in Confusion set. But now will all, etc. No Pope nor Prerbyter, shall shake Our Loyalty, with all their Art, We'l laugh to Shame, those undertake To make us from Allegiance start. And we will all, etc. No Jesuit shall us surprize, With all the Craft he can invent, Nor Presbyter with turn'd up Eyes, Our Loyalty shall e're prevent. But we will all, etc. Although the Factious do Repine At this our Loyalty, yet still To Rout the Rump we will combine, And for great Charles our Blood we'l spill. Then let us all together Sing, And drink a health to Charles our King.
LONDON, Printed for Richard Hill, 1681.