%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Night-VValkers; Or, / The Loyal HUZZA. / Since Treason never wanted a Pretence, / Sure Vertues chiefest Guard is Innocence; / But I'le not trust her with it at this time, / For fear I make my Innocence a Crime: / Imposing Man may Vertue backward draw, / Therefore I'le Guard her with a loud Huzza. 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 07/05/2021 36730

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R227515 1 On the Bank of a River, &c. At the Foot of a Willow; On the Bank of a River On the Bank of a River, etc. THe Town is our own, / when the Streets are all clear; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 7 The Night-VValkers; Or, / The Loyal HUZZA. / Since Treason never wanted a Pretence, / Sure Vertues chiefest Guard is Innocence; / But I'le not trust her with it at this time, / For fear I make my Innocence a Crime: / Imposing Man may Vertue backward draw, / Therefore I'le Guard her with a loud Huzza. The Night-Walkers; Or, The Loyal HUZZAH. Since Treason never wanted a Pretense, Sure Virtue's chiefest Guard is Innocence; But I'll not trust her with it at this time, For fear I make my Innocence a Crime: Imposing Man may Virtue backward draw, Therefore I'll Guard her with a loud Huzzah. ?-? P. Brooksby

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THe Town is our own, when the Streets are all clear; We manage the humour, and laugh at all fear; Then down goes the Bully, the Heck, and Night-Walker; The whispering Cully, and every loud Talker: The Constable flies, and his Club-men withdraw, When they hear the fierce cries of the dreadful Huzza: The Constable, etc. [2] We neither do spare then, Gown, Surplice, nor Sword, But draw up our Forces, and give them the Word: Down down goes the Lawyer, the Priest, and the Captain; And woe to the House that a Candle is kept in: We'l make the Glass flye, and the Pimps stand in awe, When they hear the fierce cry of the Dreadful Huzza: We'l make the Glass, etc. [3] Mistake us not neither, for all our loud Huffing, We'l scorn and abhor to the Name of a Ruffian: Our Prince we do Honour, and all that are Loyal; The Duke and his Interest, but Whigg we defie all: And those who'd change Kings, without Reason or Law, We'l make them to swing, or observe our Huzza: And those, etc. [4] If a Yea or a Nay, or a brave of the Court, Or a Canting soft Sister, that's fit for the sport, Down Tabitha goes then, the Saint and the Wicked, Tho' they'r Lungs are consum'd,
till they sing like a Cricket: We'l make 'um strain high, to declare for our Law, And advance the fierce cry, of the Dreadful Huzza: We'l make, etc. [5] Huzza is the Word, wheresoever we go, We own not a Friend, nor we fear not a Foe: The Wine in our heads, and the Sword in our hands Are able to baffle The City Train'd-bands: We scorn to subscribe to your Reason or Law, Since we have a Tribe to maintain the Huzza: We scorn, etc. [6] If we chance for to meet with a party Bravading, In Modish Harangues, or in brisk Sarranading; Our Link-Boys doe summons to silence their Piping, Which straight they obey, for fear of our Fighting: The Squires and their Pipers, submit and withdraw, Whilst we give the Ladies a swinging Huzza: The Squires, etc. [7] Some Play, Swear, and Whore, some do Plot, Pimp, and Pad, Some Write till they'r laught at, some Read till they'r Mad: Some Rail and Lampoon, till their Wits are quite weary, But on the Huzza, we can never Miscarry: We make the Rogues flye, or imbrace our New Law, And advance the fierce Cry of the dreadful Huzza: We'l make, etc. FINIS.
Printed for P. Brooksby, near the Hospital-gate, in West-Smithfield: 1682.