%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A / BALLAD / UPON THE / POPISH PLOT / Written by a Lady of Quality. / Whether you will like my song or like it not, / It is the down=fall of the Popish Plot; / With Characters of Plotters here I sing, / Who would destroy our good and gracious King; / Whom God preserve, and give us cause to hope / His Foes will be rewarded with a Rope. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1679-1679 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 10/10/2018 36165

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R30116 2 of the same Tune Packington's Pound Of the Same Tune Packington's Pound Packington's Pound Packington's Pound SInce Counterfeit Plots has affected this Age, / Being acted by Fools, and contriv'd by the Sage: He had found out an Instrument fit for the Devil; / Whose mind had been train'd up to all that was evil: Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. : A / BALLAD / UPON THE / POPISH PLOT / Written by a Lady of Quality. / Whether you will like my song or like it not, / It is the down=fall of the Popish Plot; / With Characters of Plotters here I sing, / Who would destroy our good and gracious King; / Whom God preserve, and give us cause to hope / His Foes will be rewarded with a Rope. A BALLAD UPON THE POPISH PLOT Written by a Lady of Quality. Whether you will like my song or like it not, It is the downfall of the Popish Plot; With Characters of Plotters here I sing, Who would destroy our good and gracious King; Whom God preserve, and give us cause to hope His Foes will be rewarded with a Rope. 1679-1679

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1. SInce Counterfeit Plots has affected this Age, Being acted by Fools, and contriv'd by the Sage: In City, nor Suburbs, no man can be found, But frighted with Fire-balls, their heads turned round. From Pulpit to Pot They talk'd of a Plot, Till their Brains were inslav'd and each man turn'd Sot. But let us to Reason and Justice repair; And this Popish Bugbear will fly into Air.
2 A Politick Statesman, of body unsound, Who once in a Tree with the Rable set round; Run Monarchy down with Fanatick Rage, And preach'd up Rebellion I'that credulous Age. He now is at work, With the Devil and Turk; Pretending a Plot, under which he doth Lurk, To humble the Miter, while he squints at the Crown; Till fairly and squarely he pulls them both down.
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3 He had found out an Instrument fit for the Devil; Whose mind had been train'd up to all that was evil: His Fortune sunk low, and detested by many; Kick't out at St. Omers, not pitty'd by any. Some Wisperers fix'd him Upon this design; And with promis'd Reward did him countermine; Though, his Tale was ill-told, it serv'd to give fire; Dispis'd by the Wise, whil'st Fools did admire. 4 The next that appear'd, was a Fool-hardy Knave, Who had ply'd the High-ways, and to Vice was a Slave; Being fed out of Basket in Prison forlorn; No wonder that mony should make him forsworn. He boldly dares swear, What men tremble to hear; And learns a false Lesson without any fear. For when he is out, ther's one that's in's place: Relieves his invention, and quickens his Pace. 5 In a Country Prison another was found, Who had cheated his Lord of One Thousand Pound; He was freed from's Fetters, to swear and inform, Which very courageously he did perform. To avoid future Strife, He take's away Life, To save poor Protestants from Popish Knife; Which only has Edge to cut a Rogues Eares, For abusing the People with needless fears 6 Another starts up and tels a false Tale, Which strait he revoked his Courage being frail;
But to fortify one that needeth his Aid, Being tempted with mony which much doth per[-]swade He swore he knew all That contrived the fall, Of one, who that day was seen neer to White-Hall; Where he by the Treasurers powerfull Breath. More likely by far recieved his Death. 7 A Gown-man most grave with Fanatical form, With his scribling wit doth blow up this storm; For Moth-eaten Records he worships the Devil, Being now lodg'd at Court he must become civil. He hunts all about, And makes a great Rout, To find some Old Prophecy to help him out; But his Friend that was hous'd with him at Fox-Hall, Being joyn'd with his master still strengthens 'em all 8 Then com's a crack'd Merchant with his shallow Brain, Who first did lead up this stigmatiz'd train; He since is grown useless, his Skill being small, Yet at a dead lift, hee's still at their call. He has pestered the Press, In ridiculous dress In this scribling Age he could not do less; But to so little purpose as plainly appears With Pen he had as good sate picking his Ears. 9 To end with a Prayer as now 'tis my Lot, Counfounded be Plotters, with their Popish Plot: God bless and preserve our Gracious good King, That he may ne're feel the PRESBYTERS sting; As they brought his Father With rage to the Block, So would they extirpate all the whole Stock: But with their false Plots I hope they will end, At Tyburn where th' Rabble will surely attend.
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