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<HEAD>The Cities welcome to Colonell RICH and Colonell BAXTER, with their &s;olemne Invitation to the Sainted Commanders in the Army, to come and Quarter among&s;t them.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>IF we may, dare to &s;ay,</L>
<L>That you mo&s;t welcome are,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t holy, holy, Colonels,</L>
<L>Great Mogulls of the Warre:</L>
<L>Our ble&s;&s;ed Parliament,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t wi&s;ely for you &s;ent,</L>
<L>Your Forces neere to draw</L>
<L>For to keepe us in awe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For we are &s;ure to be</L>
<L>Your Va&s;&s;ailes, and your Slaves,</L>
<L>And 'tis but Ju&s;tice we confe&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>That Knaves &s;hould &s;toop to Knaves:</L>
<L>We were the fir&s;t that &s;trove,</L>
<L>Such was our Zealous love,</L>
<L>We are the la&s;t &s;hall &s;mart,</L>
<L>But you &s;hall beare a part.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Therefore come with Fife and Drum,</L>
<L>Ye Army that are Sainted,</L>
<L>And Quarter here among&s;t us,</L>
<L>We long to be acquainted:</L>
<L>O 'twill be very brave,</L>
<L>Free-Quarter here to have,</L>
<L>Each hou&s;e turn'd to an Inne,</L>
<L>What wonders then begin?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Hew&s;on,</HI><NOTE PLACE="marg">Col. <HI>Hew|&s;on</HI> a Sho|maker.</NOTE> we have beene to thee, </L>
<L>E're now obliged much,</L>
<L>For Shoes which thou ha&s;t &s;old us,</L>
<L>Therefore we &s;hall not grutch.</L>
<L><HI>Pride,</HI><NOTE PLACE="marg">Col. <HI>Pride</HI> &s;ometime a Dray|man.</NOTE> thee we &s;hall not jeere, </L>
<L>Thou ever brought'&s;t good Beere,</L>
<L>Mea&s;ure thou did'&s;t allow,</L>
<L>Wee'l licour thee I vow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Okey,</HI><NOTE PLACE="marg">Col. <HI>Okey</HI> a Taylor.</NOTE> thou ha&s;t e're now, </L>
<L>Before we were &s;uch Noddies,</L>
<L>Although thou &s;tole&s;t halfe in halfe,</L>
<L>Made Garments for our boddies.</L>
<L><HI>Staines,</HI><NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>Staines</HI> a cozening Alchymi&s;t</NOTE> pray be thou not mi&s;t, </L>
<L>Who art an Alchymi&s;t,</L>
<L>When we have &s;pent our &s;tore,</L>
<L>Thy Stone will helpe to more.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Wat&s;on,</HI><NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>Wat&s;on</HI> a Clipper.</NOTE> thee I long to &s;ee </L>
<L>By God, and by the Hallowes,</L>
<L>We are glad that for embating Coine,</L>
<L>Thou lately &s;cap'&s;t the Gallowes.</L>
<L>Come <HI>Lambert,</HI><NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>Lambert</HI> a Dipper.</NOTE> there's a Crew </L>
<L>Would be baptiz'd a new,</L>
<L>Come with thy Troopes to Towne,</L>
<L>Helpe Maids and Wives to drowne.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oliver,</HI><NOTE PLACE="marg">King <HI>Cromwell.</HI></NOTE> we thee prefer, </L>
<L>To guide the&s;e boyes unto us,</L>
<L>Thou art the King of our New State,</L>
<L>And worthy to undoe us:</L>
<L>Thy No&s;e and fiery Face,</L>
<L>Speakes thee a babe of Grace,</L>
<L>And mo&s;t regenerate,</L>
<L>As Sack did e're create.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There's no &s;uch thing as CHARLES our King,</L>
<L>We here renounce Him ever,</L>
<L>Wee'le have no King, but thee &s;weet <HI>Nol,</HI></L>
<L>Or <HI>Tom</HI> that glorious Feather:</L>
<L>Our hou&s;es wee'le prepare</L>
<L>For thy brave men of Warre,</L>
<L>Our Wives we will adorne,</L>
<L>He's happy weares the Horne.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Don't you believe we will deceive</L>
<L>Our tru&s;t, or the lea&s;t harme you,</L>
<L>Or that we will a ri&s;ing make,</L>
<L>And then by force di&s;-arme you:</L>
<L>Or that when as you &s;leepe,</L>
<L>Wee'le on your faces peepe,</L>
<L>And for to gaine your Coats,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t wi&s;ely cut your throats.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>You cannot &s;ure but be &s;ecure</L>
<L>'Mong&s;t us that fir&s;t did rai&s;e you,</L>
<L>Who have allow'd you con&s;tant pay,</L>
<L>And evemore did prai&s;e you:</L>
<L>Doe you not feare to venter</L>
<L>Among&s;t us for to enter,</L>
<L>You know the <HI>Danes</HI> thriv'd well</L>
<L>Untill the di&s;mall Knell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Alas you know, the ca&s;e is &s;o,</L>
<L>We now mu&s;t be content</L>
<L>To &s;mart for our ba&s;e follies,</L>
<L>Our Tru&s;tie Parliament</L>
<L>(And you) have joyntly now agreed</L>
<L>To prey on all we have,</L>
<L>But yet by God wee'le break the rod,</L>
<L>And fight, our goods to &s;ave.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Scotti&s;h Nation are out of fa&s;hion,</L>
<L>You have no farther need,</L>
<L>But <HI>Jockey</HI> is re&s;olved</L>
<L>To come on this &s;ide <HI>Tweed:</HI></L>
<L>They'l now not be content,</L>
<L>To have their Money &s;ent,</L>
<L>They'l come them&s;elves and &s;traine,</L>
<L>And then turne back againe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But fir&s;t tho&s;e men accur&s;t,</L>
<L>That have abus'd their King,</L>
<L>They meane to call to an accompt</L>
<L>For their good Governing:</L>
<L><HI>Say</HI> mu&s;t no longer Rule,</L>
<L>Nor <HI>Martin</HI> that &s;ame Mule,</L>
<L>And all the Holy Flock</L>
<L>Mu&s;t ta&s;te the Chopping-block.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>White-hall</HI> now I know not how,</L>
<L>Is top&s;ie-turvey turn'd,</L>
<L>The Thimble-makers bonney boyes <NOTE PLACE="marg">Col. <HI>Bax|ter.</HI></NOTE></L>
<L>Have private Man&s;ions &s;corn'd:</L>
<L>Kings Hou&s;es onely be</L>
<L>Fit for our Souldierie,</L>
<L>Parliament, Army, All,</L>
<L>Are Kings in Generall.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Come then deare Bretheren,</L>
<L>and Fortifie the Citie,</L>
<L>All that is in't we know is yours,</L>
<L>Yet pray &s;hew us &s;ome pitie;</L>
<L>Or rather be &s;o wi&s;e,</L>
<L>To follow this advice,</L>
<L>Keepe your &s;elves where you are,</L>
<L>For we your Mart &s;hall marre.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed in the Yeare, 1648.</P>
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