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<HEAD>The Di&s;loyal Favourite OR, <HI>The unfortunate States-Man.</HI></HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L><HI>Who &s;eeks by fond de&s;ire for to Climb</HI></L>
<L><HI>May chance to catch a fall before his time</HI></L>
<L><HI>For Fortune is as fickle, as the Wind,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To him that bears a proud ambious mind.</HI></L>
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<OPENER><HI>Tune of, <HI>Sawny will ne'r be my Love again.</HI></HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>TOmmy was a Lord of high renown,</L>
<L>And he was Rais'd from a low degree,</L>
<L>He had-Command or'e every Town;</L>
<L>there was never a one &s;o great as he:</L>
<L>But he like an ungrateful wretch,</L>
<L>did &s;et his Con&s;cience on the Stretch,</L>
<L>And now is afraid of Squire Ketch,</L>
<L><HI>For Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When he was Young and a lively Lad,</L>
<L>he had &s;trange Projects in his Pate,</L>
<L>He thought that Honour was to be had,</L>
<L>and that it was fine to be high in State:</L>
<L>Which made him up to the Court to come</L>
<L>to try his Friends, both all and &s;ome,</L>
<L>He got them to &s;wallow a Sugar Plumb.</L>
<L><HI>But Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He took delight, to be made a Knight</L>
<L>for that he counted a lucky &s;tepp.</L>
<L>Thought he if I, can ri&s;e &s;o high</L>
<L>perhaps the next time I may leap,</L>
<L>Such fancy's harboured in his dre&s;t,</L>
<L>that he could hardly take his re&s;t,</L>
<L>Since that Ambition was his gue&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>But Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>He came to be, both High and Great</L>
<L>and Lord it over all the re&s;t,</L>
<L>His betters &s;ate on a lower &s;eate,</L>
<L>whil&s;t he was placed with the be&s;t:</L>
<L>Which made him &s;o with Honour &s;well,</L>
<L>where his breech hung, he could not tell,</L>
<L>He thought that all things happened well,</L>
<L><HI>But Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>What he could ask, was granted &s;traight,</L>
<L>or any thing he did require</L>
<L>He like a Suitor need not wait,</L>
<L>for he had all at his de&s;ire,</L>
<L>Brade &s;tately buildings and good Ground,</L>
<L>with plea&s;ant Groves to walk a round,</L>
<L>Be&s;ides Ten hundred thou&s;and Pound.</L>
<L><HI>But Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O was not Tommy a very Fooll,</L>
<L>that he could not contented be,</L>
<L>When Riches thus did upon him rowl,</L>
<L>but he mu&s;t greater &s;trive to be:</L>
<L>By means which were &s;o indirect.</L>
<L>that no ones power could him Protect,</L>
<L>But all good-men did him reject</L>
<L><HI>For Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He Silks and Sattins might a worn,</L>
<L>and rid in Pomp mo&s;t &s;umptuou&s;ly,</L>
<L>Though now he is become a &s;corn,</L>
<L>to per&s;ons all, of each degree:</L>
<L>It's wi&s;ht that he had dy'd at Nur&s;e,</L>
<L>and never liv'd to bear the Pur&s;e,</L>
<L>Which made the Nation fare the wor&s;e.</L>
<L><HI>For Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Whil&s;t be was great and high in power,</L>
<L>his friends he highly did advance.</L>
<L>But now he hath cau&s;e to cur&s;e the hour</L>
<L>that ever he was concern'd with France.</L>
<L>He &s;tudied mi&s;chief and what not</L>
<L>and was (&s;ome &s;ay) concern'd in the Plot,</L>
<L>Which may at la&s;t, make him go tot'h Pot.</L>
<L><HI>For Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now from the top of Honours great,</L>
<L>poor Tommy he is headlong ca&s;t,</L>
<L>He now hath time his brains to beat,</L>
<L>for fear he come to be nub'd at la&s;t,</L>
<L>His friends do dayly from him &s;hrink,</L>
<L>although he us'd to give them chink,</L>
<L>Like Polecats they begin now to &s;tink.</L>
<L><HI>For Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Alack poor Tommy pitty 'twas,</L>
<L>that e'r thou liv'd to &s;ee this day,</L>
<L>Thy golden days are gone and pa&s;t,</L>
<L>and thou art feft to &s;ing welladay.</L>
<L>If thou do&s;t live to be great again,</L>
<L>be &s;ure from Treachery refrain,</L>
<L>For Honour is apt to take a &s;tain.</L>
<L><HI>And Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus have you heard great Tommy's Ca&s;e,</L>
<L>and how he was a man of power.</L>
<L>But yet I would not take his place,</L>
<L>although it were in a &s;pacious Tower.</L>
<L>For Iu&s;tice is &s;o brave a thing,</L>
<L>who wrongs his country and his King,</L>
<L>will hardly e&s;cape without a &s;wing.</L>
<L><HI>And Tommy will ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then let all Loyal Subjects pray</L>
<L>that God our Soveraign &s;till may ble&s;s,</L>
<L>and &s;o pre&s;erve him night and day,</L>
<L>in health and all true happine&s;s:</L>
<L>That Iu&s;tice may take place with tho&s;e</L>
<L>who are their King and country's foes</L>
<L>and will not Triachery di&s;clo&s;e.</L>
<L><HI>Though Tommy &s;hall ne'r be belov'd again.</HI></L>
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<P>London Printed for <HI>W. Thackeray, T. Pa&s;&s;inger,</HI> and <HI>W. Whitwood.</HI></P>
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