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<NAME>Judith Siefring</NAME>
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<STC T="T">669.f.27[1]</STC>
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<HEAD>The Cavaleers Letany.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>FRom Pardons, which extend to Woods,</L>
<L>Entitle Theeves to keep our Goods,</L>
<L>Forgive our Rents, as well as Bloods,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Judges, who award that none</L>
<L>Of our Oppre&s;&s;ours &s;hould attone,</L>
<L>(The Lo&s;&s;es, &s;ure, were not their own,)</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Chri&s;tians which can &s;oon forget</L>
<L>Our Injuries, but not one bit</L>
<L>Of Self concernment would remit,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Dure&s;&s;e, and their dolefull tale,</L>
<L>Who, fami&s;ht by a Lawle&s;s &s;ale,</L>
<L>Compounded it for Cakes, and Ale,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Per&s;ons &s;till to tread the Stage,</L>
<L>Who did the Drudgeries of our Age,</L>
<L>(Such Coun&s;ells are, I fear, too &s;age,)</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Maximes, which (to make all &s;ure,)</L>
<L>With great Rewards, the bad allure,</L>
<L>'Cau&s;e of the good they are &s;ecure,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Cunning Game&s;ters, who, (they &s;ay)</L>
<L>Are &s;ure to winne, what-ere they play,</L>
<L>In <HI>April, Lambert; Charles,</HI> in <HI>May,</HI></L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Neuters, and their leven'd Lump,</L>
<L>Who name the King, and mean the Rump,</L>
<L>Or care not much what Card is Trump,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Midnight-birds, wholye at catch,</L>
<L>Some Plume, from Monarchy, to &s;natch,</L>
<L>And from fond Youths, that cannot watch,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Brethren, who mu&s;t &s;till di&s;&s;ent,</L>
<L>Who&s;e froward Go&s;pell brooks no Lent,</L>
<L>And who recant, but n'ere repent,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Levites, void of Truth, and Shame,</L>
<L>Who, to the Time, their Pulpits frame,</L>
<L>And keep the Style, but change the Name,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From Men by heynous Crimes made rich,</L>
<L>Who,(though their Hopes are in the ditch,)</L>
<L>Have &s;till th' old Fornicatours Itch,</L>
<L><HI>God ble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From &s;uch as freely paid th' Arrears</L>
<L>Of the State Troops, for many years,</L>
<L>But grudge one Tax for Cavaleers,</L>
<L><HI>Godble&s;s, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<HEAD>The Second Part.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>A Crown of Gold without allay,</L>
<L>Not Here provided for one Day,</L>
<L>But fram'd above, to la&s;t for aye,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Queen, to fill the Empty Place,</L>
<L>And multiply His Noble Race,</L>
<L>Wee all be&s;eech the Throne of Grace,</L>
<L><HI>To &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A People &s;till, as true, and kind,</L>
<L>As late, (when, for their King, they pin'd,)</L>
<L>Not fickle, as the Tide, or Wind,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Fleet, like That in Fifty three,</L>
<L>To re-a&s;&s;ert our Power at Sea,</L>
<L>And make proud <HI>Flemings</HI> bend their Knee,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Full Magazines, and Ca&s;h in &s;tore,</L>
<L>That &s;uch as wrought His Fate before,</L>
<L>May hope to do the &s;ame no more,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A &s;earching Judgement, to divine</L>
<L>Of Per&s;ons, whether they do joyn</L>
<L>For Love, for Fear, or for De&s;ign,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A well-complexioned Parliament,</L>
<L>That &s;hall (like Engli&s;hmen) re&s;ent</L>
<L>What Loyal Subjects underwent,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Review of Statutes, lately pa&s;t,</L>
<L>Made in &s;uch heat, pen'd in &s;uch ha&s;t,</L>
<L>That all Events were not foreca&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Di&s;patch of Bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, Lawes upright,</L>
<L>And favour, where it &s;tands with right,</L>
<L>(Be their Pur&s;es n'ere &s;o light,)</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Raven, to &s;upply their Need,</L>
<L>Who&s;e Martyrdom (like Noble-&s;eed)</L>
<L>Sprung up, at length, and choak't the Weed,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The King, and Kingdoms Debts defray'd,</L>
<L>And Tho&s;e of Hone&s;t men well pay'd,</L>
<L>To which their Vertue them betray'd,</L>
<L><HI>God &s;end, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Increa&s;e of Cu&s;tomes to the King,</L>
<L>May our increa&s;e of Traffick bring,</L>
<L>'Tis That will make the People &s;ing,</L>
<L><HI>Long live, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>Robert Crofts</HI> at the CROWN in <HI>Chancery lane.</HI> 1661.</P>
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