%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> TOWZER DISCOVER'D: / OR A / New Ballade / ON AN / OLD DOG / That Writes Strange-Lee. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1682-1682 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 10/11/2018 35622

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R185414 1 Oh how unhappy a Lover am I How Unhappy a Lover Am I Oh How Unhappy a Lover Am I HOW unhappy a Mastiffe am I, / to have all the Dogs of Renown, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. : TOWZER DISCOVER'D: / OR A / New Ballade / ON AN / OLD DOG / That Writes Strange-Lee. TOWZER DISCOVERED: OR A New Ballad ON AN OLD DOG That Writes Strangely. 1682-1682 J.B.

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HOW unhappy a Mastiffe am I, to have all the Dogs of Renown, Scratching their Tails and biting their Nails for madness that I am in Town. At Towzer they daily do bark, A Towzer, a Towzer they cry; Both the Commons and Peers would all shake my Ears, I hardly know where to lie: Poor Towzer they maul with Eggs, And threaten him in every Street: Let me die like a Dog if I know where to jogg: For I fear even all that I meet. I dare not walk out by day; They set Dogs on the Observator: If I walk in the Street, I fear all I meet, But the Papists and my Creator. The Papists will do me no harm, My Creator will do me no good. I'm a Son of a Bitch if I have not an Itch To lick up the Protestant Blood. That will make a Popish Cur fat, And Towzer is such an one. Oh the Times will be well, when my Belly doth swell, With picking a Protestant Bone. The
The Commons made Towzer run, And hang out his Tongue for Breath; But I crept in a Room with the Old Widdow B------m, And so was I freed from Death. But well may I prick up my Ears, My Sorrows are now at an End; The Tantivy Race will save my Dogs Face: For they fancy that I am their Friend. And now I'm a Whelp of Fame, And may boldly Caper in Town: For Towzer is hid (Oh God forbid) And under a Reverend Gown. Now Towzer may bark at the best, And be a most impudent Cur: In a Loyal Disguise he broaches his Lies, And makes a most damnable stir. Holy Crape doth clap him o'th Back, And in Towzer doth take Delight; But he little doth dread, that in time of need For the Papists Old Towzer will fight. Silly Crape, now open thine Eye, Like Lynceus look within: For surely thou'rt blind, if thou do'st not find Popish Flesh in a Protestant Skin. Now he doth bark for Crape; But anon he will bite for Pope: I'll be judg'd by you, if he had his due, If he doth not merit a Rope. He divides the King and his Flock, The Shepherd from harmless Sheep; And yet he pretends, that he's their best Friend; Oh, who can forbear to weep? But Heav'ns preserve our King From such as do use Deceit: I wish they may swing like a Dog in a String, And I hope I don't wish it too late. Poor England shall then be at rest, And the King shall most happily Reign: Our Joy and our Peace shall never more cease When ev'ry such Towzer is slain.
LONDON Printed for J.B. 1683.