%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Articles of agreement betwixt Prince Charles and the / Parliament of Scotland, brought over by their Commissioners from Holland. / Scotland now hath got a King, / They agree in every thing, / King of one Kingdome now is he, / Who we know is heire to three, / No man knows that Kingdomes fate, / Nor our own expos'd to hate, / When we have appeas'd our God, / He at length will burne the rod. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1650-1650 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 10/16/2018 36090

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R172523 2 The Lord Willowbies March Lord Willoughby The Lord Willoughby's March to the same tune Lord Willoughby To the Same Tune THe news from Scotland if you'l heare, / I purpose to resite, TO all good Articles Ile agree, / and yeild to every thing, Scotland now hath got a King, / they agree in every thing. / Long may our neighbours flourish, Scotland now hath got a King, / they agree in every thing, / Long may our neighbours flourish, [with variation] Manchester Central Library Blackletter Ballads Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 18 Articles of agreement betwixt Prince Charles and the / Parliament of Scotland, brought over by their Commissioners from Holland. / Scotland now hath got a King, / They agree in every thing, / King of one Kingdome now is he, / Who we know is heire to three, / No man knows that Kingdomes fate, / Nor our own expos'd to hate, / When we have appeas'd our God, / He at length will burne the rod. Articles of agreement betwixt Prince Charles and the Parliament of Scotland, brought over by their Commissioners from Holland. Scotland now hath got a King, They agree in everything, King of one Kingdom now is he, Who we know is heir to three, No man knows that Kingdom's fate, Nor our own exposed to hate, When we have appeased our God, He at length will burn the rod. 1650-1650 A.B.

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<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Gallant Newes from Ireland.</hi></seg> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Being a true Relation of the Lord <hi rend="bold">Inchequins</hi> taking the City of <hi rend="bold">Tredah,</hi> and the</hi></seg> <seg n="3" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">two strong Garrisons Trim and <hi rend="bold">Dundalk</hi> upon surrender with all the Armes,</hi></seg> <seg n="4" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">and Amunition, upon the 19. & 20. of <hi rend="bold">July,</hi> 1649. Farther since the latter end of June, at</hi></seg> <seg n="5" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">least 8 strong fortified Townes <hi rend="bold">F</hi>orrs and Gastles have been taken by storme and com-</hi></seg> <seg n="6" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">position by the magnanimous <hi rend="bold">Ormond</hi> and his potent Heroick Forses: having also be-</hi></seg> <seg n="7" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">sieged all their <hi rend="bold">F</hi>orts, Towers, Castles, Towns, Cities, who will suddenly be sole Victor o-</hi></seg> <seg n="8" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">ver <hi rend="bold">Ireland,</hi> with the valiant resolution of Prince <hi rend="bold">Ruperts</hi> Fleet, which takes and retakes</hi></seg> <seg n="9" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Shipping every day for the use of CHARLES the Second.</hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="10" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">To the tune of, <hi rend="bold">Spindolow, or brave Essex and drake.</hi></hi></seg>
IN faire Olimpus high, A degree above the Skie, the Gyants rebelled in their Senates, Being furious mad they rose, Their God-head to oppose, to unthrown all the seven noble planets, At Jupiter they aim'd, Who is in glory fam'd, for to tare him and's Crownet quite a-sunder But Jove being King, His lightning down did fling, and consum'd many Gyants with thunder. Stand up stout Mars, The God of bloody wars, & mount on your Steed with great power, For Tipheus he amaine, With his aspiring traine, rises up Paphos Queene to devower, For Jupiter the great, Sitting in his regall Seate, they would rend Titans Chariot quite a-sunder, But Jove being King, etc. This Planetary warre, Unto ours may compare, which hath wasted three gallant stately Nations, For Pride against their King, Made their Cannos loud to ring, yet they sweeten'd our hearts by Procla-mations, With many a faire pretence, They'd make glorious their Prince, they have chopt him and's honor quite a-sunder But Jove being King, His lightning down will fling, and hee'l make the Elements to thunder.
Although Charles be dead, Wede owne another Head,, the second of that most Royall Name, Though fortune doe frown, It is Charles must weare the Crown, see see the dog-star eclipses all his fame, But his luster shineth forth, From the South unto the North, from the East to the West all doe wonder, But Jove being King, His lightning down doth fling, & will makes all the elements to thunder, Then cheere up brave Boyes, Which are the Kingdoms Joyes, for Ormond ore Ireland is Victor, Lord Inchequin hath taine, Tredah with all it's traine, far better then any Coblers Lector, Dundalk and strong Trim, For the happinesse of him, I mean Charles the Peoples greatest won-der, But Jove being King, etc. The Irish Harpes in tune, And since the month of June, eight of their chiefest Garrisons be taken, Towns, Cities and strong forts, As Intelligence ryports, have been stormed, by them were quite for-saken, Their Cannons loud will rattle, To invite them to a battle, big ambition will swell itself asunder, For Jove being King, His lightning down doth fling, & hee'l ma[k]e all the Eelements to thunder