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1 NONE Packington's Pound COme buy my new Ballad, / I have't in my Wallet. Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, / That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. : THE / Cloak's KNAVERY, THE Cloak's KNAVERY, 1660-1660

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COme buy my new Ballad, I have't in my Wallet. But 'twill not I fear please every Palate: Then mark what ensu'th, I swear by my Youth, That every Line in my Ballad is Truth: A Ballad of Wit, a brave Ballad of Worth, 'Tis newly printed, and newly come forth. made of a Cloak that fell out with a Gown, That crampt all the Kingdom, and crippl'd the Crown. I'll tell you in brief, A Story of Grief, Which happen'd when Cloak was Commander in chief; It tore Common-Prayers; Imprison'd Lord-Mayors; In one day it voted down Prelates and Players; It made people perjur'd in point of Obedience, And the Covenant did cut off the Oath of Allegiance. Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown. It was a black Cloak, In good time be it spoke, That kill'd many thousands and never struck stroke; With Hatchet and Rope, The forlorn hope, Did join with the Devil to pull down the Pope: It set all the Sects in the City to work, And rather than fail 'twould have bring in the Turk. Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown. It seiz'd on the Tow'r-Guns, Those fierce Demi-Gorgons; It brought in the Bagpipes and pull'd down the Organs; The Pulpit did smoak, The Churches did choak; And all our Religion was turn'd to a Cloak: It brought in Lay Elders cou'd not Write nor Read; It set Publick Faith up, and pull'd down the Creed. Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown; This pious Impostor Such fury did foster, It left us no penny nor no Pater Noster: It threw to the Ground Ten Commandments down, And set up twice twenty times ten of its own: It routed the King, and Villains elected, To plunder all those whom they thought disaffected. Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown.
To blind People's Eyes, This Cloak was so wise, It took off Ship money, but set up Excise: Men brought in their Plate, For Reasons of State, And give it to Tom Trumpeter and his Mate: In Pamphlets it writ many specious Epistles, To cozen poor Wenches of Bodkins and Whistles, Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown. In Pulpits it moved, And was much approved, For crying out --- Fight the Lord's Battle beloved. It bobtayl'd the Gown, Put Prelacy down, It trod on the Mitre to reach at the Crown: And into the Field it an Army did bring, || To aim at the Council, but shot at the King. Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown. || The Pra- ctice of the present Whigs It raised up States, Whose politick Pates Do now keep their Quarters on the City Gates: To Father and Mother, To Sister and Brother, It gave a Commission to kill one another. It took up mens Horses at very low Rates, And plunder'd our Goods to secure our Estates. Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown. This Cloak did proceed To a damnable Deed, It made the best Mirror of Majesty bleed: ThoCloak did not do't, He set it on Foot, By rallying and calling his Journey-men to't; For never had come such a bloody Disaster, If Cloak had not first drawn a Sword at his Master. Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown. Though some of them went hence By sorrowful Sentence, This lofty long Cloak is not mov'd to Repentence, But he and his Men, Twenty thousand times ten Are plotting to do their Tricks over again: But let this proud Cloak to Authority stoop, Or CATCH will provide him a Button and Loop: Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down, That basely did sever the Head from the Crown.
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