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<NAME>Emma Leeson Huber</NAME>
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<HEAD>A LETANY For the NEVV-YEAR, with a De&s;cription of the NEW STATE.</HEAD>
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<L>FRom all and more than I have written here,</L>
<L>I wi&s;h you well protected this New year;</L>
<L>From Civil war, and &s;uch uncivil things</L>
<L>As ruine Law and Go&s;pel, Prie&s;ts and Kings;</L>
<L>From tho&s;e who for &s;elf-ends would all betray,</L>
<L>From &s;uch new Saints that Pi&s;tol when they pray,</L>
<L>From flattering Faces with in&s;ernal Souls,</L>
<L>From new Reformers, &s;uch as pull down <HI>Pauls,</HI></L>
<L>From Lin&s;y-wool&s;y Lords, from Town betrayers,</L>
<L>From Apron-Preachers, and extemp're Prayers,</L>
<L>From Pulpit-bla&s;phemy, and bold Rebellion,</L>
<L>From Bloud and&mdash;&s;omthings el&s;e that I could tel ye on,</L>
<L>From new fal&s;e Teachers which de&s;troy the old,</L>
<L>From tho&s;e that turn the Go&s;pel into Gold,</L>
<L>From that black Pack where Clubs are alwaies Trump,</L>
<L>From Bodies Politique, and from the <HI>Rump,</HI></L>
<L>From tho&s;e that ruine when they &s;hould repair,</L>
<L>From &s;uch as cut off Heads in&s;tead of Hair,</L>
<L>From twelve Months Taxes, and abortive Votes,</L>
<L>From chargeable Nur&s;e-Children in red Coats,</L>
<L>From &s;uch as &s;ell their Souls to &s;ave their Sums,</L>
<L>From City Charters that make Heads for Drums,</L>
<L>From Magi&s;trates which have no truth or knowledge,</L>
<L>From the red Students now in <HI>Gre&s;ham</HI> Colledge,</L>
<L>From Governments erected by the Rabble,</L>
<L>From &s;weet Sir <HI>Arthurs</HI> Knights of the round Table,</L>
<L>From City-Saints who&s;e Anagram is Stains,</L>
<L>From Plots, and being choak'd with our own Chains;</L>
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<L>From the&s;e, and ten times more which may en&s;ue,</L>
<L>The Poet prays, <HI>Good Lord deliver you.</HI></L>
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<L>Lo here a Glorious Realm &s;ubverted &s;tands,</L>
<L>Ju&s;t Tumbler-like upon the Feet and Hands:</L>
<L>Once Europes Pride and Envy, now their Scoff.</L>
<L>Since the ba&s;e Entrayles cut the Head on't off,</L>
<L>The Body lo&s;t its form, and 's turn'd a Lump;</L>
<L>Now all the Lims are Va&s;&s;als to the Rump,</L>
<L>Which, all the Nutriture devour'd and &s;pent,</L>
<L>Yields nothing back but &s;tink and excrement,</L>
<L>And all returns that ever this doth &s;end us,</L>
<L>Serves only to defile us and offend us;</L>
<L>'Tis by much pampring grown a &s;trange Di&s;ea&s;e,</L>
<L>Which all receives, and gives nor food, nor ea&s;e</L>
<L>To th' pining Body, but is craving &s;till;</L>
<L>And we by feeding it our &s;elves do kill;</L>
<L>Which nothing lives by that has any worth,</L>
<L>But tho&s;e ba&s;e vermin, which its &s;tink brought forth.</L>
<L>If every Member in this Body would</L>
<L>Withdraw its &s;trength, and influence, as they &s;hould,</L>
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<L>This na&s;ty Highne&s;s quickly mu&s;t abate,</L>
<L>And yield to th' Head, which only &s;aves the State.</L>
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<CLOSER><SIGNED>The RUMP.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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