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<HEAD>A TURN-COAT of the Times.</HEAD>
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<L><HI>Who doth by experience profe&s;s and prote&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That of all profe&s;&s;ions, a Turn-Coat's the be&s;t.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>Tune is, <HI>The King's Delight,</HI> Or, <HI>True Love is a Gift for a Queen.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>AS I was walking through</L>
<L><HI>Hide-Park</HI> as I us'd to do,</L>
<L>&s;ome two or three months ago</L>
<L>I laid me all along</L>
<L>Without any fear of wrong,</L>
<L>And li&s;ten'd unto a Song;</L>
<L>It came from a powdered thing</L>
<L>As fine as a Lord or a King,</L>
<L>he knew not that I</L>
<L>was got &s;o nigh,</L>
<L>And thus he began to &s;ing.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I am a Turn-coat Knave,</L>
<L>Although I do bear it brave,</L>
<L>and do not &s;hew all I have,</L>
<L>I can with tongue and pen</L>
<L>Court every &s;ort of men,</L>
<L>And kill 'em as fa&s;t agen.</L>
<L>With Zealots I can pray,</L>
<L>With Cavaliers I can play:</L>
<L>with Shop-keepers I</L>
<L>can cogg and lye,</L>
<L>And couzen as fa&s;t as they.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When fir&s;t the Wars began,</L>
<L>And Prentices lead the Van,</L>
<L>'twas I that did &s;et them on,</L>
<L>When they cryed Bi&s;hops down,</L>
<L>In Country, Court and Town,</L>
<L>Quoth I, and have at the Crown,</L>
<L>The Covenant I did take,</L>
<L>For form and fa&s;hions &s;ake,</L>
<L>but when it would not</L>
<L>&s;upport my plot,</L>
<L>'Twas like an old Almanack.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When Independency,</L>
<L>Had &s;uperiority</L>
<L>I was of the &s;ame degree;</L>
<L>When Keepers did command,</L>
<L>I then had a holy hand</L>
<L>In Deans and in Chapters land:</L>
<L>But when I began to &s;py,</L>
<L>Protector&s;hip drew nigh,</L>
<L>and Keepers were</L>
<L>thrown o'er the Bar;</L>
<L>Old <HI>Oliver</HI> then cry'd I.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>WHen Sectari&s;ts got the day</L>
<L>I u&s;ed my yea, and nay;</L>
<L>to flatter and then betray,</L>
<L>In Parliament I gat,</L>
<L>And there a Member &s;at,</L>
<L>To tumble down Church &amp; State,</L>
<L>For I was a tru&s;ty trout</L>
<L>In all that I went about</L>
<L>and there we did vow</L>
<L>to &s;it till now,</L>
<L>But <HI>Oliver</HI> turn'd us out.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>We put down the hou&s;e of Peers,</L>
<L>We killed the Cavileers,</L>
<L>and tippl'd the widows Tears</L>
<L>We &s;eque&s;tred mens E&s;tates,</L>
<L>And made 'em pay monthly rates</L>
<L>To trumpeters and their mates.</L>
<L>Rebellion we did Print,</L>
<L>And altered all the Mint;</L>
<L>no knavery then</L>
<L>was done by men,</L>
<L>But I had a finger in't.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When <HI>Charles</HI> was put to flight</L>
<L>Then I was at <HI>Wor'&s;ter</HI> fight</L>
<L>and got a good booty by't</L>
<L>At that mo&s;t fatal fall</L>
<L>I killed and plundered all,</L>
<L>The weake&s;t went to the wall,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t my merry mates fell on,</L>
<L>To pillaging I was gone,</L>
<L>there is many (thought I)</L>
<L>will come by and by,</L>
<L>And why &s;hould not I be one.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>We triumphed like the <HI>Turk,</HI></L>
<L>We crippled the Scotti&s;h Kirk</L>
<L>that &s;et us at fir&s;t to work,</L>
<L>When <HI>Cromwell</HI> did but frown</L>
<L>They yielded every Town,</L>
<L>St. <HI>Andrew</HI>'s Cro&s;s went down</L>
<L>But when old <HI>Nol</HI> did dye,</L>
<L>And <HI>Richard</HI> his Son put by,</L>
<L>I knew not how</L>
<L>to guide my plow,</L>
<L>where now &s;hall I be thought I.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I mu&s;t confe&s;s the Rump</L>
<L>Did put me in a dump,</L>
<L>I knew not what would be trump</L>
<L>When <HI>Dick</HI> had lo&s;t the day</L>
<L>My gaming was at a &s;tay,</L>
<L>I could not tell what to play,</L>
<L>When <HI>Monk</HI> was upon that &s;core</L>
<L>I thought I would play no more</L>
<L>I did not think what</L>
<L>he would be at,</L>
<L>I ne'er was &s;o mumpt before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now I am at Court,</L>
<L>With men of the better &s;ort</L>
<L>and purcha&s;e a good report;</L>
<L>I have the eyes and ears,</L>
<L>Of many brave Noble Peers,</L>
<L>And &s;light the poor Cavileers,</L>
<L>Poor knaves they know not how,</L>
<L>To flatter, cringe and bow,</L>
<L>for he that is wi&s;e</L>
<L>and means to ri&s;e,</L>
<L>He mu&s;t be a Turn-coat too.</L>
</LG>
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<P><HI>Printed for <HI>William Thackeray</HI> at the <HI>Angel</HI> in <HI>Duck-lane.</HI></HI></P>
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