609:00,000@@@@@| 609:00,000[' ]| 609:00,000[' ]| 609:00,000[' ]| 609:00,000[' ]| 609:00,000[' ]| 609:00,001[A ]| How wise and happy are we grown of late, 609:00,002[A ]| Since plays and ballads have reformed the State! 609:00,003[A ]| Since Tories with a spleen and guilt accurst 609:00,004[A ]| Have had the forehead to$9$ cry \Traitor\ first! 609:00,005[A ]| By$4$ hackney wits rising on$4$ England's ruin, 609:00,006[A ]| Have libelled Whigs for$4$ what themselves are doing! 609:00,007[A ]| And while new polities their chief devise, 609:00,008[A ]| Cast dirt about to$9$ blind the people's eyes. 609:00,009[A ]| Since Roger, under loyalty's pretense, 609:00,010[A ]| Has outstared truth and bawled down common sense; 609:00,011[A ]| Since against powers that$6#1$ used even kings to$9$ awe 609:00,012[A ]| (Champions of right and guarantees of law!), 609:00,013[A ]| Powers that$6#1$, like$4$ Heaven, will$1$ not the guilty quit, 609:00,014[A ]| The bully rages without fear or wit; 609:00,015[A ]| On$4$ whom, though he can fix no$2$ other stains, 609:00,016[A ]| By$4$ mention only his foul mouth profanes. 609:00,017[A ]| Since to$9$ clear Popery he seems inspired, 609:00,018[A ]| Himself still fresh and all his readers tired; 609:00,019[A ]| Since by$4$ long lying for$4$ that$6#2$ cassock cause, 609:00,020[A ]| And undermining all his country's laws, 609:00,021[A ]| He got the clergy's money and applause; 609:00,022[A ]| Since, like$4$ a vicar-general, he rules 609:00,023[A ]| Those ductile minds on$4$ whom the Church and schools 609:00,024[A ]| Have stamped the indelible character of fools 609:00,025[A ]| (Whom, to$9$ know nothing but with words to$9$ fence, 609:00,026[A ]| Their function in$4$ all ages did dispense, 609:00,027[A ]| Exempt forever from the power of sense); 609:00,028[A ]| Since guides who$6#1$ must mislead have best esteem, 609:00,029[A ]| And those who$6#1$ should corrupted crowds redeem 609:00,030[A ]| From the loved yoke of their own passions' sway 609:00,031[A ]| To$4$ the far worse of other men's betray; 609:00,032[A ]| With reason they a pastor's name reject. 609:00,033[A ]| More just is that$6#2$ of \Priest\ they so$5#1$ affect; 609:00,034[A ]| It speaks their mission right, whose mystery lies 609:00,035[A ]| In$4$ making their whole flock a sacrifice. 609:00,036[A ]| With sordid hopes and base ambition blind, 609:00,037[A ]| They chain the body, who$6#1$ should free the mind, 609:00,038[A ]| And of Court frowns, more than of Heaven's, in$4$ awe, 609:00,039[A ]| Have for$4$ Christ's gospel preached our statement's law. 609:00,040[A ]| Since Tory, in$4$ all courts, Chief Judge did sit, 609:00,041[A ]| Here he is the test of right, and there of wit. 609:00,042[A ]| Since Britain, like$4$ a fond, unwary maid, 609:00,043[A ]| Has been by$4$ pleasing promises betrayed; 609:00,044[A ]| Since she her help to$9$ cheat herself affords, 609:00,045[A ]| And, drunk with passion, barters things for$4$ words; 609:00,046[A ]| Since frequent parliaments, the crown's best screen, 609:00,047[A ]| By$4$ fines of thanks were paid for$5$ ~~ but never seen; 609:00,048[A ]| Since their reforming votes Addressors cloyed, 609:00,049[A ]| And government by$4$ law we have enjoyed: 609:00,050[A ]| Law, that$6#1$ makes Littleton's out of credit grow, 609:00,051[A ]| Such as nor statutes nor reports can show, 609:00,052[A ]| And clients equal with their counsel know. 609:00,053[A ]| Such Empson once, and Dudley (by$4$ ill chance 609:00,054[A ]| For$4$ their own necks) did loyally advance; 609:00,055[A ]| Such now makes Frenchmen run away from France. 609:00,056[A ]| Such sense of right has raised their tyrant's throne; 609:00,057[A ]| Under such law the conquered Flemings groan. 609:00,058[A ]| Such juries learn, before the Chief Justice speaks; 609:00,059[A ]| Such sets up$5$ witnesses, and merchants breaks. 609:00,060[A ]| Such starves that$6#2$ bank that$3$, with her daily bread, 609:00,061[A ]| Supplied the widow and the orphan fed. 609:00,062[A ]| Such, with their rights, time-serving rogues relieves; 609:00,063[A ]| Such perjures Ward, and wicked Will$0$ believes; 609:00,064[A ]| In$4$ whom the ungrateful mercenary knave 609:00,065[A ]| From deserved halters does the coward save. 609:00,066[A ]| Such, vexing Protestants, does Papists spare, 609:00,067[A ]| Makes trials traps, Justice itself a snare, 609:00,068[A ]| And London's Tower a castle in$4$ the air. 609:00,069[A ]| Law that$6#1$, from contracts sworn when they are crowned 609:00,070[A ]| Can release kings and keep their subjects bound; 609:00,071[A ]| Law that$6#1$, with power like$4$ Rome's blasphemous See, 609:00,072[A ]| From all ties that$6#1$ are troublesome can free, 609:00,073[A ]| And every virtue into vice decree; 609:00,074[A ]| Law that$6#1$ on$4$ civilized people is a satyr; 609:00,075[A ]| Law that$6#1$ can justify \The*Observator\, 609:00,076[A ]| And patriots, whom he calls a traitorous gang, 609:00,077[A ]| Seize without proof, and without trial, hang. 609:00,078[A ]| In$4$ vain would Wisdom Caution's shield afford 609:00,079[A ]| To$9$ blunt the edge of her destroying sword. 609:00,080[A ]| Though fast our tongues Self-Preservation tie, 609:00,081[A ]| She into thought, like$4$ Heaven's dread power, can pry, 609:00,082[A ]| And punish Whigs whose ears will$1$ not comply. 609:00,083[A ]| All day unhurt with common sense can fight, 609:00,084[A ]| And, scorning fame, do anything ~~ but right. 609:00,085[A ]| Care's useful wit she never could endure, 609:00,086[A ]| For$4$ whipping Babylon's old painted whore. 609:00,087[A ]| Twice of his strokes the wounded hag complained, 609:00,088[A ]| And twice his hands her guilty rules restrained; 609:00,089[A ]| Hopeless, by$4$ arts of mercenary men, 609:00,090[A ]| To$9$ heal the gashes of his cutting pen. 609:00,091[A ]| But Hodge, who$6#1$ long has been her private lover 609:00,092[A ]| And hectors those who$6#1$ her intrigues discover, 609:00,093[A ]| All people's credit, as he please, may handle, 609:00,094[A ]| And rave and rail his belly-full of scandal. 609:00,095[A ]| Since satire is silenced, and good sense put down, 609:00,096[A ]| He is Libeller-in-Ordinary to$4$ the Crown; 609:00,097[A ]| By$4$ the same law allowed that$6#1$ has preferred 609:00,098[A ]| Oates to$4$ the jail and Bomeny to$4$ the Guard; 609:00,099[A ]| And, opening our new State's tyrannic scene, 609:00,100[A ]| Made Jeffreys a judge, and Hickes a dean, 609:00,101[A ]| Jenner a sergeant, Pemberton a turd, 609:00,102[A ]| Churchill a minister, and Legge a lord. 609:00,103[A ]| Law that$6#1$, by$4$ bill deciding without trial, 609:00,104[A ]| Made Booth a rebel, Lee and Davis loyal, 609:00,105[A ]| Grosvenor an honest man, in$4$ spite of nature, 609:00,106[A ]| And Maxfield mangled for$4$ the Crown, a traitor. 609:00,107[A ]| Such law in$4$ Scotland, linked with Rome's designs, 609:00,108[A ]| Made James' finger outweigh Charles' loins, 609:00,109[A ]| When, with resentments Catholic and tender, 609:00,110[A ]| The bishops owned him for$4$ their Faith's Defender. 609:00,111[A ]| By$4$ such Scotch law, had Heaven not helped him thence, 609:00,112[A ]| Argyle had died (Oh dangerous offence!) 609:00,113[A ]| For$4$ daring in$4$ the council to$9$ speak sense. 609:00,114[A ]| Such would change panels when they are wise or just, 609:00,115[A ]| And sheriffs fine if they discharge their trust. 609:00,116[A ]| Such owns all false, and turns true plots to$4$ sham, 609:00,117[A ]| Calls conscience cheat, and common right a flam. 609:00,118[A ]| This is the law that$6#1$ must the Gospel damn. 609:00,119[A ]| Vicious behind and tyrannous before, 609:00,120[A ]| She loves no$2$ private meetings ~~ but to$9$ whore. 609:00,121[A ]| To$9$ worship God without her leave is a riot; 609:00,122[A ]| Nor does she find, but makes men's minds unquiet. 609:00,123[A ]| Like$4$ a town flirt, taking a thousand forms, 609:00,124[A ]| Now the jilt smiles and softens, now she storms: 609:00,125[A ]| Now like$4$ the block, unmoved and void of power, 609:00,126[A ]| Now like$4$ the stork, to$4$ suitors fierce and sour, 609:00,127[A ]| The wronged whom she is bound to$9$ right, she studies to$9$ devour. 609:00,128[A ]| If Rye inform, like$4$ thunder lifts her voice, 609:00,129[A ]| But could not hear Papillion or Dubois. 609:00,130[A ]| With plot-wright Graham to$9$ commit murder joins, 609:00,131[A ]| But Braddon, who$6#1$ discovers one, she fines. 609:00,132[A ]| To$9$ help brave Armstrong, custom, statues fail; 609:00,133[A ]| Against Levallin neither can prevail; 609:00,134[A ]| Fitzharris she has right to$9$ try, but Danby could not bail 609:00,135[A ]| Till Rome's unerring chair cleared every doubt, 609:00,136[A ]| And knaves whom he in$4$ prison kept, did drive their jailer out. 609:00,137[A ]| Through the dark night of records old and blind, 609:00,138[A ]| By$4$ the Court compass, she her way can find, 609:00,139[A ]| Turn with all tides, and sail with every wind. 609:00,140[A ]| Such law Judge Jovian alone has read: 609:00,141[A ]| Imperial law! which$6#1$ clears what Solon said 609:00,142[A ]| And will$1$ let none be happy till they are dead; 609:00,143[A ]| Law, that$6#1$ bids sovereigns safely whom they will$1$ 609:00,144[A ]| Rob for$4$ their pride, and for$4$ their pleasure kill; 609:00,145[A ]| Law, that$6#1$ can void Nature's great \7defendendo\, 609:00,146[A ]| Indict by$4$ spleen, and prove by$4$ innuendo; 609:00,147[A ]| Law, that$6#1$ of fools and cowards can make martyrs, 609:00,148[A ]| And has a \7non-obstante\ to$4$ all charters ~~ 609:00,149[A ]| Divine, no$2$ doubt, (though from lay eyes concealed) 609:00,150[A ]| Not made by$4$ fellow subjects, but revealed, 609:00,151[A ]| When monarchs ready crowned to$4$ gaping crowds 609:00,152[A ]| Dropped like$4$ the Kings of Brentford from the clouds, 609:00,153[A ]| And, in$4$ a symphony of softening airs, 609:00,154[A ]| Unheeded stole into imperial chairs; 609:00,155[A ]| Without or conquest made or suffrage given, 609:00,156[A ]| Seized kingdoms by$4$ immediate grant from Heaven. 609:00,157[A ]| Hence it is the height of loyalty to$9$ measure 609:00,158[A ]| All right and wrong by$4$ great men's will$0$ and pleasure; 609:00,159[A ]| Hence the worst men in$4$ every house and town 609:00,160[A ]| Grow the best subjects of the Church and Crown. 609:00,161[A ]| Thus needy Bayes, his Rose*Street aches past, 609:00,162[A ]| By$4$ fate enlightened, Tory turns at last; 609:00,163[A ]| Though bred a Saint, he was not called to$9$ fast. 609:00,164[A ]| No$7$, he must eat, though of the Devil's carving; 609:00,165[A ]| He is an undaunted enemy to$4$ starving. 609:00,166[A ]| From getting money, nothing can deter him; 609:00,167[A ]| Any great man may damn him to$9$ prefer him. 609:00,168[A ]| This makes him fierce against himself dispute; 609:00,169[A ]| One year another's principles confute. 609:00,170[A ]| To$9$ varnish villainy and color nonsense, 609:00,171[A ]| In$4$ spite of all the punches of his conscience, 609:00,172[A ]| He honest kept as long as ever he could ~~ 609:00,173[A ]| But Privy Purse guineas can not be withstood, 609:00,174[A ]| And Bayes was of Committeeman's flesh and blood. 609:00,175[A ]| Statesmen's false sense he parrot-like rehearses, 609:00,176[A ]| And when it is damned in$4$ prose, to$9$ rhyme transverses. 609:00,177[A ]| Each day, with a short crust baiting his hope, 609:00,178[A ]| The hungry cur comes over for$4$ the Pope; 609:00,179[A ]| When Rome's old woodmen single out a traitor, 609:00,180[A ]| He is to$9$ emboss and run him down with satyr. 609:00,181[A ]| Martyrs for$4$ Magna*Charta and the Bible, 609:00,182[A ]| He first bedevils in$4$ a coat of libel. 609:00,183[A ]| Such unlike pieces all mankind disdain, 609:00,184[A ]| It is copying from Sir*Formal*Trifle's vein; 609:00,185[A ]| While each invective on$4$ his foes he spends 609:00,186[A ]| Will$1$, with a little turning, fit his friends. 609:00,187[A ]| It is sauce that$6#1$ serves both, for$4$ the goose and gander; 609:00,188[A ]| His style is the true catholicon of slander. 609:00,189[A ]| For$4$ all the rules in$4$ prefaces he scatters, 609:00,190[A ]| He rails with the same coarseness that$6#1$ he flatters; 609:00,191[A ]| Never minding who$6#1$ or what it is he disgraces, 609:00,192[A ]| Bayes only turns to$4$ his drama commonplaces. 609:00,193[A ]| For$4$ his best flowers to$4$ Billingsgate beholding, 609:00,194[A ]| He lives upon$4$ the brokery of scolding. 609:00,195[A ]| Rebel and Rogue, his lines string on$5$ by$4$ rows; 609:00,196[A ]| And titles, long laid by$5$ in$4$ porters' prose, 609:00,197[A ]| On$4$ whom he will$1$, this King of Verse bestows. 609:00,198[A ]| But against him (whose person is free from blame!) 609:00,199[A ]| Wit has no$2$ point and every satyr is lame; 609:00,200[A ]| He has the sole prerogative to$9$ defame. 609:00,201[A ]| All sense of freedom and our country's laws, 609:00,202[A ]| All dangerous daring to$9$ assert her cause, 609:00,203[A ]| All love to$4$ truth in$4$ a degenerate time, 609:00,204[A ]| All suffering virtue is a reproach to$4$ him. 609:00,205[A ]| And where it makes the most attractive show, 609:00,206@b | "To$4$ arms!" 609:00,206[A ]| he cries. 609:00,206@b | "The colors of the foe!" 609:00,207[A ]| Then musters his stale topics of despite, 609:00,208[A ]| As once the Father of all Lies, for$4$ fight, 609:00,209[A ]| Ranged Hell's black troops against the Sons of Light. 609:00,210[A ]| Though of the Crown's old friends he is most a hater, 609:00,211[A ]| No$2$ kind of merit is safe from his ill nature 609:00,212[A ]| When he is well purged and dieted for$4$ satyr. 609:00,213[A ]| On$4$ all in$4$ his way his dunghill dirt is thrown out, 609:00,214[A ]| As Andrew deals Sir*Reverence to$4$ the rout. 609:00,215[A ]| Muse, prick him till the jaded hackney feels, 609:00,216[A ]| And lash him lagging at l'Estrange's heels; 609:00,217[A ]| Scattering at second hand, to$9$ amuse the age, 609:00,218[A ]| The froth and foamings of that$6#2$ madman's rage, 609:00,219[A ]| And stumming, with his lees of sense, an empty huffing page. 609:00,220[A ]| Outfacing fact when plainest it appears, 609:00,221[A ]| He rhymes his plots and echoes all his fears. 609:00,222[A ]| But, though he spares no$2$ waste of words or conscience, 609:00,223[A ]| He wants the Tory-turn of thorough nonsense; 609:00,224[A ]| That$6#2$ thoughtless air that$6#1$ makes light Hodge so$5#1$ jolly, 609:00,225[A ]| (Void of all weight, he wantons in$4$ his folly). 609:00,226[A ]| Not so$5#2$ forced Bayes, whom sharp remorse attends; 609:00,227[A ]| While his heart loathes the cause, his tongue defends: 609:00,228[A ]| Hourly he acts, hourly repents the sin, 609:00,229[A ]| And is all over Grandfather within. 609:00,230[A ]| By$4$ day, that$6#2$ ill-laid spirit checks; of nights, 609:00,231[A ]| Old Pickering's ghost, a dreadful specter, frights. 609:00,232[A ]| Returns of spleen his slackened speed remit, 609:00,233[A ]| And cramp his loose careers with intervals of wit; 609:00,234[A ]| While without stop at sense, or ebb of spite, 609:00,235[A ]| Breaking all bars, bounding over wrong and right, 609:00,236[A ]| Contented Roger gallops out of sight. 609:00,237[A ]| It is a vile trade in$4$ both, to$9$ make the brain 609:00,238[A ]| The belly's slave, and truck their truth for$4$ gain; 609:00,239[A ]| Selling man's noblest part, the baser to$9$ maintain. 609:00,240[A ]| But they are more mean who$6#1$ buy their fawning wit, 609:00,241[A ]| And in$4$ such spaniels' mouthes will$1$ stoop to$9$ spit: 609:00,242[A ]| State fops, who$6#1$ mischief to$4$ mankind are brewing, 609:00,243[A ]| And, with great cunning, plot their own undoing; 609:00,244[A ]| Project for$4$ others arbitrary sway, 609:00,245[A ]| To$9$ make themselves, as well as us, a prey; 609:00,246[A ]| Short-sighted owls who$6#1$, caught with Fortune's lure, 609:00,247[A ]| For$4$ dirt and names, such power to$4$ kings assure 609:00,248[A ]| As makes the bribes they give them unsecure. 609:00,249[A ]| Or though (rare seen!) they for$4$ their lives could hold 609:00,250[A ]| Those royal smiles for$4$ which$6#1$ their country is sold, 609:00,251[A ]| And wear their guilty greatness to$4$ their graves, 609:00,252[A ]| Their sons at least must be our fellow slaves. 609:00,253[A ]| Like$4$ Bessus and his swordsmen, let them prize 609:00,254[A ]| Each other, and among themselves be wise, 609:00,255[A ]| Nay, honest too ~~ if they can all agree 609:00,256[A ]| In$4$ Court cabals who$6#1$ the great k** shall be: 609:00,257[A ]| If Hyde's loud birthright and divine entail, 609:00,258[A ]| Or Halifax's fitness shall prevail. 609:00,259[A ]| But what dire chance such worthies could divide, 609:00,260[A ]| Whom in$4$ fast friendship equal guilt had tied? 609:00,261[A ]| Can surplus farms effect a change so$5#1$ great, 609:00,262[A ]| And passive spirits boil with factious heat? 609:00,263[A ]| Say, tell-troth satyr, whence these discords spring. 609:00,264[A ]| Coloring their own with interest of the King, 609:00,265[A ]| Two statesmen struggling for$4$ a stick I sing: 609:00,266[A ]| A stick, though in$4$ the Court's oft-changing scene 609:00,267[A ]| Scraped thin by$4$ beggar's hands, and peeled so$5#1$ clean, 609:00,268[A ]| Fashioned to$9$ bear a traitor's heavy weight, 609:00,269[A ]| And help him climb ambition's utmost height: 609:00,270[A ]| Those heights that$6#1$ turned their predecessor's brain, 609:00,271[A ]| While fast as he could wish he might obtain, 609:00,272[A ]| And over all, but Forehead-cloth, did reign: 609:00,273[A ]| That$6#2$ powerful wand, by$4$ whose ensnaring spell 609:00,274[A ]| The abler and less guilty **** fell. 609:00,275[A ]| Muse, raise thy voice, and in$4$ a loftier verse 609:00,276[A ]| The Court Achilles and his rage rehearse. 609:00,277[A ]| Conscious of greater strength to$9$ overturn the State, 609:00,278[A ]| Our ruling Agamemnon let him hate. 609:00,279[A ]| To$4$ toils accustomed, with affronts untired, 609:00,280[A ]| In$4$ hopes of titles and Blue Garter fired, 609:00,281[A ]| Let his pride think (for$4$ desperate projects fit) 609:00,282[A ]| Nothing too hard for$4$ his mercurial wit. 609:00,283[A ]| Nor while each helps to$9$ sink a tottering throne, 609:00,284[A ]| Suffer his foe to$9$ take the spoil alone; 609:00,285[A ]| And the white staff (his services forgot), 609:00,286[A ]| That$6#2$ fair Briseis, be another's lot. 609:00,287[A ]| Though the whole Court his vain attempts deride, 609:00,288[A ]| Let him stand strong against the beating tide, 609:00,289[A ]| With the weak help of Reason on$4$ his side. 609:00,290[A ]| Let Reason only his assistant be 609:00,291[A ]| (Reason, as much at Court disgraced as he); 609:00,292[A ]| But call it not his choice, nor footstep find 609:00,293[A ]| Of former virtue in$4$ the apostate's mind. 609:00,294[A ]| No$2$ love to$4$ England in$4$ his spleen be shown; 609:00,295[A ]| Let him not fight her quarrels, but his own. 609:00,296[A ]| Not thither bound, but, by$4$ curst Fortune's spite, 609:00,297[A ]| Driven and wrecked upon$4$ the coast of right. 609:00,298[A ]| About his rival, let Court flatterers throng, 609:00,299[A ]| And (for$3$ his cause is naught) his Party there be strong. 609:00,300[A ]| Draw him escaped through volleys of wind-guns, 609:00,301[A ]| Like$4$ an Alsatian bully, from his duns: 609:00,302[A ]| Even in$4$ haste, and of his greatness full, 609:00,303[A ]| False, pettish, fearful, arrogant, and dull; 609:00,304[A ]| Then close and thrifty of his wit's small treasure, 609:00,305[A ]| A wasp in$4$ business, and a drone in$4$ pleasure. 609:00,306[A ]| But when fear checks his over-weening pride 609:00,307[A ]| And gentle Laury puts off angry Hyde, 609:00,308[A ]| When some more generous wine's dear running stream 609:00,309[A ]| Has purged his choler of the fret and mellowed all his phlegm, 609:00,310[A ]| Nothing in$4$ Nature, whether said or sung, 609:00,311[A ]| (But his slight head), be softer than his tongue. 609:00,312[A ]| Then let him fleering from his promise fly, 609:00,313[A ]| Justice evade, and helpless want deny, 609:00,314[A ]| With mean and impudent civility. 609:00,315[A ]| For$4$ the King's current cask, grown Duncombe's spoil, 609:00,316[A ]| Let him deal round to$4$ slaves, who$6#1$ starve the while, 609:00,317[A ]| The decried copper of his faithless smile; 609:00,318[A ]| Practice the flatteries of a courtier's face, 609:00,319[A ]| And play the knave with a paternal grace. 609:00,320[A ]| Of a belle-air in$4$ falseness let him boast, 609:00,321[A ]| And when he looks the sweetest, lie the most. 609:00,322[A ]| To$9$ hide from men of worth be his delight, 609:00,323[A ]| Where, with stripped whores to$9$ glut his bawdy sight, 609:00,324[A ]| The knave may sot secure from doing right. 609:00,325[A ]| To$9$ deceive friend and foe let him take pains, 609:00,326[A ]| And be throughout a statesman ~~ but in$4$ brains. 609:00,327[A ]| Confusion now, and civil war at hand, 609:00,328[A ]| Seal against seal, black gown against white wand, 609:00,329[A ]| And little purses threatening greater stand. 609:00,330[A ]| What fury is this? Is it so$5#1$ new a thing 609:00,331[A ]| For$4$ treasurers to$9$ abuse and rob the King? 609:00,332[A ]| If by$4$ accounts, to$4$ bankers only known, 609:00,333[A ]| They help to$9$ increase his debts, and pay their own? 609:00,334[A ]| If from all farms a tribute they exact, 609:00,335[A ]| Will$1$ not old precedents justify the fact? 609:00,336[A ]| What Danby boasted, shall we blame in$4$ Hyde? 609:00,337[A ]| Is not the Crown with equal reason tied 609:00,338[A ]| The portions of his daughters to$9$ provide? 609:00,339[A ]| Cease, heroes, cease: such mortal combats shun, 609:00,340[A ]| Nor, by$4$ pretending to$9$ examine, run 609:00,341[A ]| Into the dangerous tracks of Forty-one: 609:00,342[A ]| Tracks that$6#1$ from rapine and oppressive pride 609:00,343[A ]| To$4$ power's true end, the people's safety, guide; 609:00,344[A ]| From murder with a stamp of law impressed, 609:00,345[A ]| And ravening wolves in$4$ peaceful lamb-skin dressed: 609:00,346[A ]| Tracks that$6#1$ to$4$ right and reformation tend 609:00,347[A ]| And, if Hell fails her timely help to$9$ send, 609:00,348[A ]| In$4$ the confusion of all knaves must end. 609:00,349[A ]| Oh practice fruitful in$4$ fanatic treason! 609:00,350[A ]| Shall we force favourites to$9$ be judged by$4$ reason? ~~ 609:00,351[A ]| A yoke, though tried with politic effort, 609:00,352[A ]| Nor you nor your forefathers could support: 609:00,353[A ]| Reason, to$4$ which$6#1$, though your hired pens pretend, 609:00,354[A ]| When you most need it, never is your friend. 609:00,355[A ]| More false than France, which$6#1$ now your cause relies on$4$, 609:00,356[A ]| The extracted venom of republic poison. 609:00,357[A ]| The bane of corrupt Courts in$4$ every time, 609:00,358[A ]| Our senate's never-to-be-forgiven crime. 609:00,359[A ]| Will$1$ you revive their old abhored complaints, 609:00,360[A ]| And help to$9$ justify your own attaints? 609:00,361[A ]| Mingle with counsels that$6#1$ fly all defense, 609:00,362[A ]| The still-to-be-suspected aid of sense? 609:00,363[A ]| Is not a courtier's true elective call 609:00,364[A ]| The trying nothing, and approving all? 609:00,365[A ]| Is not your Peter still at odds with Paul? 609:00,366[A ]| Will$1$ you the fruits of your late conquests lose, 609:00,367[A ]| And all the traitors you have hanged, excuse? 609:00,368[A ]| Will$1$ you with truths their touch has made profane, 609:00,369[A ]| That$6#2$ sacred thing, the Government, arraign? 609:00,370[A ]| With fatal flails that$6#1$ to$4$ the foe belong, 609:00,371[A ]| Break the firm order of established wrong, 609:00,372[A ]| And by$4$ disputes, unfitting James' slaves, 609:00,373[A ]| Disturb the Catholic unity of knaves? 609:00,374[A ]| Shall Rome's cause languish under vain contests, 609:00,375[A ]| And Whig-inquiries poison loyal breasts? 609:00,376[A ]| Shall the King's service (that$6#2$ once useful tool) 609:00,377[A ]| Stop the fair progress of illegal rule? 609:00,378[A ]| And by$4$ Court quarrels, plots and riots cool, 609:00,379[A ]| While Popish spoils the Presbyterians boast 609:00,380[A ]| And discontented wanders Stafford's ghost? 609:00,381[A ]| Charles and his power let James' creature seize, 609:00,382[A ]| And with gross lies, since him it seems to$9$ please, 609:00,383[A ]| Blind of his safety, cozen for$4$ his ease. 609:00,384[A ]| But you, the leaders of the passive band, 609:00,385[A ]| Whose shoulders bowed to$9$ bear oppression stand, 609:00,386[A ]| Who$6#1$ every change with early fawning meet, 609:00,387[A ]| And your necks offer to$4$ the victor's feet: 609:00,388[A ]| You heads of servile Issachar! take heed 609:00,389[A ]| How you the length of chosen chains exceed, 609:00,390[A ]| Or, for$4$ by-ends, seeking some private path, 609:00,391[A ]| Fall from the grace of your implicit faith, 609:00,392[A ]| Sap your own props, and with a hasty blow 609:00,393[A ]| In$4$ one ill hour the work of years overthrow. 609:00,394[A ]| How oft, in$4$ spite of interest, sense, and laws, 609:00,395[A ]| Has wilful blindness reinforced your cause? 609:00,396[A ]| And will$1$ ye now, against the faithful friend, 609:00,397[A ]| The foe unfollowed, all your thunder spend? 609:00,398[A ]| Has not even doubt been \disaffection\ named, 609:00,399[A ]| By$4$ the church model of lay Popery framed? 609:00,400[A ]| Was not distrust the block still of offense, 609:00,401[A ]| And finding fault the heresy of sense? 609:00,402[A ]| Did not this very vice (if Hodge not lie) 609:00,403[A ]| Dissolve the Church and damn the monarchy? 609:00,404[A ]| Leave then your popular ill-boding fray, 609:00,405[A ]| And turn your heat a more obedient way. 609:00,406[A ]| Ah! let Hyde first (the Court's more genuine spawn, 609:00,407[A ]| Born to$9$ dissemble and bred up$5$ to$9$ fawn), 609:00,408[A ]| Out of pure love to$4$ the endangered Crown, 609:00,409[A ]| Repress his rage and lay his vengeance down. 609:00,410[A ]| And Halifax ~~ by$4$ no$2$ engagements tied, 609:00,411[A ]| True only to$4$ his fear and to$4$ his pride, 609:00,412[A ]| Leaving by$4$ fits, and left of every side; 609:00,413[A ]| Who$6#1$ late maintained (while that$6#2$ his end did suit) 609:00,414[A ]| Subjects no$2$ more than servants should dispute; 609:00,415[A ]| How grievous ever the government became, 609:00,416[A ]| In$4$ them it was saucy to$9$ pretend to$9$ blame, 609:00,417[A ]| And, pressed by$4$ plots and brutal force, to$9$ rout 609:00,418[A ]| All the remains of sense that$6#1$ stood it out ~~ 609:00,419[A ]| Let him now practice what he preached before, 609:00,420[A ]| And in$4$ the filth, with which$6#1$ himself all over 609:00,421[A ]| Bedaubed the Court, return to$9$ stink once more. 609:00,422[A ]| Charmed with the tune he taught L'Estrange to$9$ sing, 609:00,423[A ]| Cease against will$0$, reason's Whig arms to$9$ bring, 609:00,424[A ]| Nor through his ministers assault the King. 609:00,425[A ]| Like$4$ Face and Subtle, let both end debate, 609:00,426[A ]| And lovingly together cheat the State. 609:00,427[A ]| Let Portsmouth come, like$4$ Doll, with mediation, 609:00,428[A ]| And charge them, for$4$ their mutual preservation, 609:00,429[A ]| To$9$ join still in$4$ the ruin of the nation. 609:00,430[A ]| To$9$ compass this, and keep themselves in$4$ power, 609:00,431[A ]| Of Irish rebels, let them cull the flower; 609:00,432[A ]| And round the City in$4$ half-pay maintain, 609:00,433[A ]| Till things are ripe for$4$ massacres again. 609:00,434[A ]| Nay, let them leave, by$4$ their success grown bold, 609:00,435[A ]| No$2$ law unbroke, no$2$ loyal lie untold, 609:00,436[A ]| No$2$ rogue unbought, no$2$ treacherous trick untried, 609:00,437[A ]| No$2$ principle of honor undefied. 609:00,438[A ]| Let rooks that$6#1$ cheat, and women of ill fame, 609:00,439[A ]| In$4$ blood alliance with the Tories claim. 609:00,440[A ]| Bawds, pimps, and gamesters, give them hand and heart, 609:00,441[A ]| And not one bulker fail to$9$ play his part. 609:00,442[A ]| Let them call outlaws to$9$ support the throne, 609:00,443[A ]| And make the bullies of the town their own. 609:00,444[A ]| Let their vile cause proclaim, like$4$ infant Rome, 609:00,445[A ]| Refuge to$4$ all the rakehells that$6#1$ will$1$ come, 609:00,446[A ]| And as fop-oglers, treated with disdain, 609:00,447[A ]| Asperse that$6#2$ virtue they despair to$9$ gain. 609:00,448[A ]| So$3$ while a few, despising Popish arts, 609:00,449[A ]| Like$4$ ancient Britons, with unconquered hearts 609:00,450[A ]| (Though left as thin as Gideon's little band) 609:00,451[A ]| On$4$ utmost bounds of their lost freedom stand; 609:00,452[A ]| Let some pass for$4$ fanatics, others atheists, 609:00,453[A ]| And none be friends to$4$ monarchy but Papists. 609:00,454[A ]| Let them black patriots with a traitor's strains, 609:00,455[A ]| And give him halters who$6#1$ refuses chains. 609:00,456[A ]| Hiding his head whose breach now bare appears, 609:00,457[A ]| Let small plots thicken as their great one clears. 609:00,458[A ]| Warned by$4$ three foils, and taught by$4$ public scorn, 609:00,459[A ]| Let them at last grow cunning to$9$ suborn. 609:00,460[A ]| Let tame, trained rogues draw wild ones within shot, 609:00,461[A ]| And furbish up$4$ (the sheriffs being got) 609:00,462[A ]| A fourth edition of their Meal*Tub*Plot. 609:00,463[A ]| All Wapping for$4$ new Venners let them rake, 609:00,464[A ]| Then find the deep conspiracies they make: 609:00,465[A ]| Court their own traitors, promise, threat, deceive, 609:00,466[A ]| And, with still fresh assurance of reprieve, 609:00,467[A ]| Make them at Tyburn in$4$ forged tales persevere, 609:00,468[A ]| Till sudden halters stop their mouths forever. 609:00,469[A ]| With Popish pity, French faith, let them chouse 609:00,470[A ]| Out of their lives fool Hone and coward Rouse; 609:00,471[A ]| In$4$ vain, each trembling for$4$ his pardon tarries, 609:00,472[A ]| Hanged to$9$ keep great men's counsel ~~ like$4$ Fitzharris.