%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A / BALLAD. / The Third Part, To the same Tune. / Written by a Lady of Quality. / The Plot is vanish'd like a bashful Sprite, / Which with false Flashes Fools could onely fright. / The Wise (whose clearer Souls can penetrate) / Find Shadows drawn before Intrigues of State. / God bless our King, the Church, and Nation too, / Whilest perjur'd Villains have what is their due. Gadbury, John University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 06/27/2021 36588

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R226348 1 Packington's Pound Packington's Pound Packington's Pound THE Presbyter has been so active of late / To twist himself into the Mysteries of State, British Library - Luttrell Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 103 A / BALLAD. / The Third Part, To the same Tune. / Written by a Lady of Quality. / The Plot is vanish'd like a bashful Sprite, / Which with false Flashes Fools could onely fright. / The Wise (whose clearer Souls can penetrate) / Find Shadows drawn before Intrigues of State. / God bless our King, the Church, and Nation too, / Whilest perjur'd Villains have what is their due. A BALLAD. The Third Part, To the same Tune. Written by a Lady of Quality. The Plot is vanished like a bashful Sprite, Which with false Flashes Fools could only fright. The Wise (whose clearer Souls can penetrate) Find Shadows drawn before Intrigues of State. God bless our King, the Church, and Nation too, Whilst perjured Villains have what is their due. Gadbury, John ?-?

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1. THE Presbyter has been so active of late To twist himself into the Mysteries of State, Giving birth to a Plot to amuse the dark World, Till into confusion three Kingdoms are hurl'd; It is so long since He murder'd his Prince, That the unwary Rabble he hopes to convince, With Jingling words that bear little Sence, Deluding them with Religious Pretence. 2. Their Scribling Poet is such a dull Sot, To blame the poor Devil for hatching the Plot, The Murder o'th'King, with many things more, He falsly would put on the Jesuits score: When all that have Eyes, Be they foolish or wise, May see the sly Presbyter through his disguise. Their Brethren in Scotland has made it well known By Murdering their Bishop what sins are their own. 3. The Poet, whose Senses are somewhat decay'd, Takes Joan for a Jesuit in Masquerade: His Muse ran so fast she nere look'd behind her, Or else to a Woman she would have prov'd kinder. His Fury's so hot To hunt out the Plot, That fain he would find it where it is not; Although I've expos'd it to all that are wise, He has stifled his Reason and blinded his Eyes. 4. An old Ignis Fatuus, who leads men astray, And leaves them i'th' Ditch, but still keeps his way, In politick Head first framed this Plot, From whence it descended to Presbyter Scot, Who quickly took fire, And as soon did expire, Having Grave Factious Fools their Zeal to admire; Who for the same Cause would freely fly out, But Plotting's more safe to bring it about.
5. Here's one for Religion is ready to fight, That believes not in Christ, yet swears he's i'th right: If our English Church (as he says,) be a Whore, We're sure 'twas Jack Presbyter did her deflowr; He'd fain pull her down, As well as the Crown. And prostitute her to every dull Clown; To bring in Religion that's fit for the Rabble, Whilst Atheisme serves himself that's more able. 6. A Pestilent Peer of a levelling Spirit, Who only the Sins of his Sire doth inherit; With an unsteady mind, and Chymerical brain, Which his broken Fortune doth weakly sustain, He Lodg'd i'th' City Like Alderman brave, Being fed up with Faction, to which he's a slave; He never durst fight, but once for his Whore, Which his feeble courage attempted no more. 7. Another, with Preaching and Praying wore out, Inspir'd by th' Covenant is grown very stout; Th' Old Cause to revive it is his design, Though the Fabrick of Monarchy he undermine: He tortur'd his Pate, Both early and late, I'th' Tower, where this mischief he hope to create; But to Countrey dwelling he now doth retire, To Preach to Domesticks whilst they do admire. 8. Another, with Head both empty and light, For the good Old Cause is willing to fight; I'th' Choice of fit Members for th' next Parliament, He spit out his Zeal to the Rabbles content, Whilst his Wife in great State Chose a Duke for her Mate, For whose sake a Combustion he needs would create; For since his Indulgence allows her a Friend, He'd make him as great as his wish can extend.
9. There's One, whose fierce Courage is fal'n to decay (At Geneva inspir'd,) he's much led away; He would set up a Cypher instead of a King: From Presbyter Zeal such folly doth spring. He once did betray, A whole Town in a day; And since did at Sea fly fairly away: He had better spin out the rest of his Thread, In making Pot-Guns, which disturb not his Head 10. Some others, of Fortunes both disperst and low, With big-swelling Titles do's make a great show; A flexible Prince they would willingly have, That to Presbyter Subjects should be a meer slave; They'd set him on's Throne, To tumble him down, They scorn to submit to Scepter and Crown; And into confusion, or Common-wealth turn, A People that hastens to be undone. 11. If such busie Heads that would us confound, Were all advanc'd high, or plac'd under ground; We'd honour our King, and live at our ease, And make the dull Presbyter do what we please: Who has cheated our Eyes, With borrow'd disguise, Till of all our Reason they'd taken Excise; But let's from their slavery strive to be free, And no People can e're be so happy as we.
FINIS. This Ballad Sir William Waller seiz'd amongst many other Trea- sonable and Seditious Pamphlets in the House of one Turner a Popish Book-seller in Holborn, being ready Printed, on purpose to be spread abroad upon the Discovery of the pretended Presbyte- rian Plot, to shew forth the Innocency of the Papists, and to cre- ate a Belief in the Vulgar of the Guiltiness of the Presbyterians, that thereby they might accomplish their wicked Designs, and under this Notion murder his Sacred Majesty, and alter and change the Government and Religion, and to subjugate the whole Protestant Church to the See of Rome.