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<HEAD>The CAVALIER's Genius: Being a Proper New Ballad.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>'Ods bodikins chill work no more,</HI> and forty other good Tunes.</OPENER>
<LG>
<L>CH'ill tell thee Wat, ch'ave bin at Court,</L>
<L>Where I ch'ave &s;een mo&s;t mon&s;trous &s;port,</L>
<L>'Twas like to break my Guts;</L>
<L>For it did make me laugh full &s;ore,</L>
<L>Che thought I ne'r &s;hould give o're,</L>
<L>'Twas better vat than Nuts.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But like the Par&s;on of our Town,</L>
<L>(Although cham call'd a very Clown)</L>
<L>In order I'le proceed,</L>
<L>To let thee know, there is Vorme in't,</L>
<L>And many a very pretty hint,</L>
<L>May do &s;ome good at need.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When vir&s;t into the Court I came,</L>
<L>A &s;ight did make mine Eyne grow lame,</L>
<L>Vor there I &s;aw much people,</L>
<L>Vamping upon the pitched Walk,</L>
<L>With Chitter Chatter and much talk,</L>
<L>Like Daws upon a Steeple.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But as I &s;tar'd and gap't about</L>
<L>To ken a v'rend among&s;t the Rout;</L>
<L>Prethee think who I voune!</L>
<L>Why faith and trigs I'le tell thee truly,</L>
<L>Thou mai&s;t believe it to be no lie,</L>
<L>'Twas the <HI>Biter</HI> of our Town.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I mean the Mon cropt like a Freyer,</L>
<L>That would not read the Common Preyer,</L>
<L>Nor <HI>vorme</HI> unto the Church,</L>
<L>Such as thou knowe&s;t God ble&s;s us all,</L>
<L>Do gape for Reverend Bi&s;hops fall,</L>
<L>And lie like Dogs at lurch.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As &s;oon as he did me e&s;pie,</L>
<L>(For's Rochet I had in mine Eye)</L>
<L>He came and did &s;alout me:</L>
<L>With Sparrow Mouth and hanging Ears,</L>
<L>And Countenance made up of Flears,</L>
<L>I thought the Bea&s;t did flout me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He ask't me what I did make there,</L>
<L>To come the Court about to &s;tare,</L>
<L>He vound it by my looks;</L>
<L>Think what a twitter I was in,</L>
<L>I thought a Courtier he had bin,</L>
<L>And kin unto our Rooks.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But taking heart a Gra&s;s I &s;pake</L>
<L>To him who&s;e Neck was long as Snake,</L>
<L>And eak his Ears al&s;o:</L>
<L>Good Zur I hope it is no zin:</L>
<L>I came to zee and to be zeen,</L>
<L>And wou'd before I go.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why then quoth he pray under&s;tand,</L>
<L>And mark the motion of my Hand,</L>
<L>For here I do begin:</L>
<L>And fir&s;t the&s;e Walking Statues are</L>
<L>Men quite undone by the late War,</L>
<L>And brought &s;o low for &s;in.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Their con&s;tant Walk is in this place,</L>
<L>With Ragged Coats and Meagre Face,</L>
<L>To get imployment here;</L>
<L>But faith quoth he they are mi&s;taken,</L>
<L>For by our &s;elves the Vi&s;h is taken,</L>
<L>And then he gan to flear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why, <HI>Goodman Par&s;on,</HI> then quoth I,</L>
<L>(And then I drew to him full nigh)</L>
<L>Pray what d'y call the&s;e men?</L>
<L>Why then quoth he they're Cavaliers,</L>
<L>That fain would get their old Arreers,</L>
<L>(And then he fleer'd agen.)</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why Mon (quoth I) me-thinks that you</L>
<L>Their company &s;hould much e&s;chew,</L>
<L>Chave heard you do not love 'em;</L>
<L>No, no, quoth he, although do &s;piten,</L>
<L>Their di&s;contents I &s;trive to heigten,</L>
<L>And hope one day to prove 'em.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why <HI>(Goodman Par&s;on)</HI> then quoth I,</L>
<L>This is not right mo&s;t verely,</L>
<L>You &s;hould to Peace afford:</L>
<L>Indeed, quoth he, I hate the &s;ame,</L>
<L>I love to &s;ee all in a flame,</L>
<L>And Men fall by the Sword.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It is the way to redeem the Cau&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;et up <HI>Covenanting Laws,</HI></L>
<L>De&s;troy the King and People;</L>
<L>To turn the Bi&s;hops out of doors,</L>
<L>To bring in any (nay the Moors)</L>
<L>And pluck down Church and Steeple.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For lei&s;ure now to us is given</L>
<L>To make our &s;cores with the&s;e men even,</L>
<L>We walk in Sheep's di&s;gui&s;e;</L>
<L>We neither Preach, nor Pray, nor Fight,</L>
<L>But Plot as &s;ilent as the night,</L>
<L>And turn up White o' th' Eyes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If that we chance to break a Law,</L>
<L>We value it not worth a &s;traw,</L>
<L><HI>Our Party</HI> is mo&s;t daring:</L>
<L>If that we're into <HI>Pri&s;on</HI> put,</L>
<L>We neither want for Pur&s;e or Gut,</L>
<L>The <HI>Si&s;ters</HI> are not &s;paring.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For In&s;tance I will to thee tell</HI></L>
<L><HI>What to a Brother late befell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For holding forth in &s;port:</HI></L>
<L><HI>He was in</HI> Newgate <HI>put indeed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>From thence release'd with as much &s;peed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And went and din'd at Court.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If thou ha&s;t Mony to be&s;tow,</L>
<L>Let me but thy de&s;ires know,</L>
<L>Much can be done by me:</L>
<L>For <HI>Brethren</HI> I have plenty here,</L>
<L>Who makes for me mo&s;t excellent <HI>Cheer,</HI></L>
<L>As I will let thee &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At la&s;t I &s;aw a Man come in,</L>
<L>Me-thought he looked very thin,</L>
<L>And he portended ha&s;te;</L>
<L>I a&s;k'd him what this Man might be,</L>
<L>Who &s;eem'd as bu&s;ie as a Bee,</L>
<L>With Sword about his wa&s;te.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>That Man, quoth he, &s;erv'd the late King,</L>
<L>And acted many a gallant thing</L>
<L>Again&s;t his <HI>Foes</HI> &s;o fell;</L>
<L>But now it &s;eems that all is &s;pent,</L>
<L>And he doth &s;tink like Fi&s;h in Lent,</L>
<L>And cannot eat at <HI>Hell.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Another pre&s;ently I &s;aw,</L>
<L>That many to him&s;elf did draw,</L>
<L>And eager was in's talk:</L>
<L>Pray Zur, quo I, what is that Man</L>
<L>With Papers many in his han,</L>
<L>Who &s;tately there doth &s;talk?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Quoth he, he was a Man of late</L>
<L>Of Wealth &s;ufficient, and much State,</L>
<L>But all was &s;pent i' th' Wars;</L>
<L>And now a <HI>Patent</HI> he hath got</L>
<L>Old Shoos and Boots for to Tran&s;port,</L>
<L>A <HI>Reward</HI> for all his Scars.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Another then he &s;hew'd to me,</L>
<L>And bid me earne&s;tly to &s;ee,</L>
<L>And note him for a Wight;</L>
<L>He told me 'twas a &s;trong Projector,</L>
<L>One that had <HI>&s;erv'd</HI> the late <HI>Protector,</HI></L>
<L>But now was made a <HI>Knight.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>A pale-fac'd</HI> Fellow then came in,</L>
<L>That look'd like one of our lean Kine,</L>
<L>And &s;tutter'd like a Prater:</L>
<L>He told me that that zealous Trunk</L>
<L>Did cur&s;e the coming in of <HI>Monk,</HI></L>
<L>For u<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;tood vor Seque&s;trator.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But he <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="2 letters">d tell me, he had got</L>
<L>His feeding in a fatted Plot,</L>
<L>And had no cau&s;e to grudge:</L>
<L>And nimbly &s;hifted had his Veil,</L>
<L>And had abandoned the Tail,</L>
<L>And <HI>now</HI> did &s;erve a Judge.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He told me then he could relate</L>
<L>To me, of <HI>many</HI> in the State,</L>
<L>That had crept into place;</L>
<L>And that they were the Bretherns Men,</L>
<L>That long'd to &s;ee the time as when</L>
<L>Old <HI>L<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="4 letters">al</HI> kept the Mace.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And thus you &s;ee our Cau&s;e does thrive,</L>
<L>And we are Men yet &s;till alive,</L>
<L>And &s;well in Court and City:</L>
<L>And can on good occa&s;ion call</L>
<L>Our Congregators to <HI>White-hall,</HI></L>
<L>And cut throats without pity.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At length the Clock &s;truck Twelve, and I</L>
<L>Immediately the Men did &s;pie</L>
<L>Walking out of the Gate:</L>
<L>(Quoth I) me-thinks the&s;e Men &s;hould eat</L>
<L>At Court (if there be any Meat)</L>
<L>For Cheeks me-thinks do bate.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>No, no, (quoth he) th'are well apaid,</L>
<L>When they their Congies all have made</L>
<L>Unto the ominous Dial,</L>
<L>No Provender her's to be got,</L>
<L>For <HI>English, Iri&s;h,</HI> or for <HI>Scot,</HI></L>
<L>Unle&s;s they pay th' E&s;pial.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And that's impo&s;&s;ible to doe,</L>
<L>When to four Feet they han't one Shoe,</L>
<L>Or penny 'mong&s;t them all:</L>
<L>Let 'em go dine at <HI>Humphrey</HI>'s Table,</L>
<L>And pick their Teeth (if they are able)</L>
<L>No meat is at <HI>White-hall.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thinking my &s;elf as bad as they,</L>
<L>That nothing had for meat to pay;</L>
<L>I made my Country Scrape;</L>
<L>With full intent to go from Court,</L>
<L>But he to me did &s;treight re&s;ort,</L>
<L>And thus to me did Gape;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Gee ho! (old Neighbour) pray come back,</L>
<L>And drink with me a cup of Sack,</L>
<L>And eat with me al&s;o:</L>
<L>For though I'm from your Pari&s;h put,</L>
<L>This Hou&s;e my Pur&s;e doth fill, and Gut;</L>
<L>Sing <HI>Biters</HI> all arow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Immediately he led me in,</L>
<L>And through his Chamber, like an Inn</L>
<L>Vor &s;tore of meat was there;</L>
<L>Of Meat of all &s;orts, and of Vi&s;hes</L>
<L>Well dre&s;t and laid in Zilvern di&s;hes;</L>
<L>'Ods digs 'twas <HI>Chri&s;tmas</HI> Vare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>After that he a Grace had &s;eid</L>
<L>As long as is from hence to <HI>Head-</HI></L>
<L><HI>lebourgh</HI>'s Church or Steeple.</L>
<L>He bid us to &s;it down and eat</L>
<L>With plenty of that excellent meat</L>
<L>Prepared for <HI>Good's People.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And I among the re&s;t &s;at down</L>
<L>To Table that was very roun,</L>
<L>Well Vurni&s;hed with meat;</L>
<L>With Needle-teeth, and Po&s;t-boys &s;peed,</L>
<L>We claw'd it all away indeed,</L>
<L>Good God how we did eat!</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At length we paus'd a while, and then</L>
<L>One of tho&s;e Crop-ear'd &s;ilenc'd men</L>
<L>Begun a health about;</L>
<L>And 'twas unto the Brethren all,</L>
<L>That for the Cau&s;e did lately fall,</L>
<L>And now were turned out.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Much more was going to be &s;eid:</L>
<L>But one among&s;t 'em <HI>jowl'd</HI> his head</L>
<L>To them was going to &s;ay it;</L>
<L>Hi&s;t, Brethren, hi&s;t, your mouth's up clo&s;e,</L>
<L>Though we won't talk <HI>under the Ro&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>With thinking let us pay it.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Cups flew merrily about</L>
<L>Among the Zealous Prick-ear'd Rout,</L>
<L>They &s;tar'd and glow'd like Bulls:</L>
<L>If any were by drink o'rtaken,</L>
<L>(I &s;wear by the Head of Friar <HI>Bacon</HI>)</L>
<L>They were all as drunk as Trulls.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When I perceiv'd their Zeal at height,</L>
<L>And they began to utter &s;pight-</L>
<L>ful things again&s;t the King:</L>
<L>I bid their Saint&s;hips all adieu,</L>
<L>And trotted from that Rebel Crew,</L>
<L>And out of Gates did Ding.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And walking down the Street call'd <HI>Kings,</HI></L>
<L>From Chandlers &s;hop I &s;pi'd &s;ome Vrends</L>
<L>That Stout and Loyal was:</L>
<L>Before them <HI>Herrings</HI> &s;tood and <HI>Ale,</HI></L>
<L>And Loaf <HI>half</HI>-penny worth full pale,</L>
<L>They fed like Cow at Gra&s;s.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Good-natur'd men! they call'd me in</L>
<L>Thinking that belly-&s;tarv'd I'd been,</L>
<L>And &s;pake &s;o me to eat;</L>
<L>I told them Presbyterian Vare</L>
<L>Was vat, and Commons there were bare,</L>
<L>I came from better meat.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Good &s;ouls! they griev'd my very heart,</L>
<L>And made my very entrails &s;mart,</L>
<L>To &s;ee them brought &s;o low;</L>
<L>With them I &s;pent a round old Shilling,</L>
<L>They did receve it (though unwilling)</L>
<L>And from them &s;treight did go.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now to you Presbyting <HI>Johns,</HI></L>
<L>With Bloody Souls, and Lilly Hands,</L>
<L>Chill never love you more;</L>
<L>Vor I do think the Pope's good Grace,</L>
<L>In all that's good, of you takes place,</L>
<L>Although you call him <HI>Whore,</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Vor he refus'd to fight 'gain&s;t King,</L>
<L>When Pulpits did Rebellion Ring,</L>
<L>Though offer'd Tolleration:</L>
<L>And you, 'tis known, with purer zeal,</L>
<L>Do hate the King and Common-weal,</L>
<L>Unle&s;s of your own fa&s;hion.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now Wat, I think chave told thee All</L>
<L>That in my Journey did befall,</L>
<L>Chave nothing more to &s;ay.</L>
<L>But pray to ble&s;s the <HI>King</HI> and <HI>Queen,</HI></L>
<L>And that in <HI>England</HI> may be &s;een</L>
<L>A Princely Bonny Boy.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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