%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Seasonable Advice / TO / DOCTOR OATES, / And his Friends. / Since Loyalty it is a blessed thing, / True Subjects all obey your Sovereign King, / Lest you like Oates at last in Prison lye, / And may lament your hapless destiny. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1684-1684 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 10/11/2018 36221

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R236282 1 London's Loyalty Burton Hall; London's Loyalty London's Loyalty OH Doctor! now repent, since at the last / For thy gross crimes thou art in Prison cast: O Doctor pay thy Hundred Thousand pound. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. : Seasonable Advice / TO / DOCTOR OATES, / And his Friends. / Since Loyalty it is a blessed thing, / True Subjects all obey your Sovereign King, / Lest you like Oates at last in Prison lye, / And may lament your hapless destiny. Seasonable Advice TO DOCTOR OATES, And his Friends. Since Loyalty it is a blessed thing, True Subjects all obey your Sovereign King, Lest you like Oates at last in Prison lie, And may lament your hapless destiny. 1684-1684 J. Clark junior

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OH Doctor! now repent, since at the last For thy gross crimes thou art in Prison cast: Thy Whigish friends are now faln off from thee, And left thee to bewaile thy misery. Then call to mind thy wickednesses done, Who thought thereby much honour to have won: But if in Riches thou dost now abound, O Doctor pay thy Hundred Thousand pound. Thou greatly in thy Language didst asperse One of the Heros of the Universe; Whose great discent made him a Prince by birth, And had few equals living on the Earth: But for the same thou justly art confin'd, Which doubtless is a trouble to thy mind; Great YORKs malignant foe now thou art found: Then Doctor pay thy hundred thousand pound. It is not good to meddle with such things; To raile at Dukes, or flout at potent Kings: A time will come such persons to requite, That in such villanies do take delight. Let Subjects their great Princes still obey, Left in the end they work their own decy. If in thy Breast had Loyalty been found, thou mightst have sav'd thy hundred thousand pound But, ah! too late thy fate thou dost lament, And of thy folly now thou maist repent: Tho' for a time thou wert both brisk and brave, Thy friends have left thee now, themselves to save. Long live Great YORK in spight of Enemies, Who to asperse thee do strange things devise; But in the end Justice will them confound: then Doctor pay thy hundred thousand pound.
Thy Courage great by Sea, and eke by Land, Thine Enemies themselves do understand; And yet too late it seems to be no news That Male-contents thy Highness would abuse: But Heavens great Power hath thee preserved still And for the future I do hope it will, That thou mayst not one Enemy have found: And Doctor pay thy hundred thousand pound. Great Charles the Firsts dear Son, the 2 ds. Brother The World cannot afford us such another; Sprung from the loyns of that most Princely Race To whom all Kings in Europe do give place: Then why shouldst thou by Fools aspersed be, That came from that Renowned Family? But let thy Praises through all Europe sound: And Doctor pay thy hundred thousand pound. Thy babling tongue hath brought thee in a snare Poor Doctor Oates, pray henceforth have a care; And let thy punishment a warning be To all thy Friends of high or low degree: Your lawfull Magistrates be sure obey, And for their happiness ever pray; Then at the last some favour may be found; but Doctor pay thy hundred thousand pound. Long live Great Charles, Englands triumphant K. Whose mercy through the Universe doth ring; And let thy Foes, who basely are inclin'd, Dispersed be like Chaff before the Wind, That thou mayst Raign in happiness and peace, And Subjects Loyalty may still increase: Let Heavens mercies thee incompass round, now Oates is fin'd an hundred thousand pound.
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