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<HEAD>The Traytors Downfall, OR, A brief relation of the downfall of that Phanatick crew who Trai|terou&s;ly Murthered the Late Kings Maje&s;ty of ble&s;&s;ed Memory.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>Fa la la, &amp;c:</HI></OPENER>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="part">
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>portrait of Charles I</FIGDESC>
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<LG>
<L><HI>CHarles</HI> the fir&s;t was a noble King,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa la la la lero,</HI></L>
<L>His fame throughout the world did ring,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>But tho&s;e that did pre&s;ume &s;o high,</L>
<L>To murder our good Kings Maje&s;ty,</L>
<L>Now may the&s;e Rebels howl and cry,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa la la lalero.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He was a Prince of courage &s;tout,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>Althouh his gla&s;s was &s;oon run out,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>But behind him he hath left a Noble &s;tock</L>
<L>May give a Traytor a hand&s;ome knock,</L>
<L>For making a king to &s;ubmit to the block.</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The blood that he lo&s;t as I &s;uppo&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>Cau&s;ed fire to ri&s;e in <HI>Olivers</HI> No&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>His rou&s;ing No&s;e did bear &s;uch a&s;way,</L>
<L>It ca&s;t &s;uch a heat in &s;hining ray,</L>
<L>That <HI>England</HI> &s;carce knew the night from day</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Oliver</HI> was of <HI>Huntington,</HI></L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>Born he was a Brewers &s;on,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>He &s;oon for&s;ook his dray and flings,</L>
<L>And counted a Brewers hou&s;e a pitifull thing</L>
<L>When he came to the &s;tately throne of a king:</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oliver</HI> had a heart of gall,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>For to murder his Prince at <HI>white-Hall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>He &s;wore who ever was over the main,</L>
<L>Whether a <HI>French</HI> King or a <HI>Spain,</HI></L>
<L>Yet in <HI>England</HI> no King &s;hould remain,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
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<HEAD>The &s;econd part</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>DUke <HI>Humphery</HI> was the fir&s;t Protector</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L><HI>Henry</HI> the &s;ixt the next Protector,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>Then thirdly <HI>Oliver</HI> he tooke place.</L>
<L>But Lucifer &s;oon removed his grace,</L>
<L>Then he &s;et up young <HI>Dick</HI> the fool of his race,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>No &s;ooner was <HI>Dick</HI> got up to the Throne,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>But he con&s;idered twas none of his own,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>And &s;taring this way and that way about:</L>
<L>De&s;iring to be re&s;olved a doubt.</L>
<L>Then in came Lambert and turned him out</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Fleetwood</HI> de&s;irous of the place,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>Sent forth <HI>Lambert</HI> the Scot to face,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>And being in the &s;trength of his de&s;ire,</L>
<L>When he did think poor <HI>Iockey</HI> to brier,</L>
<L>His men for&s;ooke him and left him in the mier.</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Thus you may &s;&eacute;e how &s;ome do ri&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>With an intent to &s;urmount the Skies</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>But when they are up they &s;hall have a fall,</L>
<L>Witne&s;s <HI>Fleetwood</HI> blind <HI>Hew&s;on,</HI> and all,</L>
<L>The raged rout of a Coblers &s;tall,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>We have cleared <HI>white-Hall</HI> of Lob&s;ters and G&eacute;e&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>Turned Rump and Kidnies out of the hou&s;e</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>We have brought in <HI>Charls</HI> from over the main</L>
<L>Make wars with <HI>France</HI> &amp; peace with <HI>Spain.</HI></L>
<L>Now we &s;hall get money and trading again</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Citizens look to your &s;elves I &s;ay,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>Let no Coblers preach and pray:</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L><HI>Tom</HI> Cobler is flown the Lord kno'ns whi|ther</L>
<L><HI>Fleetwood</HI> and he I hope are together,</L>
<L>Now we have braught in the King and w&eacute;el have faire weather</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Blind <HI>Hew&s;on</HI> was not of our kind,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>To run a way and leave his men behind,</L>
<L><HI>with a fa,</HI></L>
<L>But I wi&s;h I could find him by the &s;ent,</L>
<L>There's neither that law nor y^e rump parlament</L>
<L>Should &s;ave him from death to give us con|tent</L>
<L><HI>with a fa la la la lalero.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LIST>
<HEAD><HI>A li&s;t of the names of tho&s;e Traytors that were hanged; drawn, and quartered for murdering our Soveraigne of ble&s;&s;ed memory, <HI>Charls the fir&s;t.</HI></HI></HEAD>
<ITEM>Thomas Harri&s;on,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Iohn Carew,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Tho.Scot,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Grigory Clement,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Iohn Jones,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Adrian Scroope,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Hugh Petets,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Iohn Cook,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Col.Axtel,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Col.Hacker.</ITEM>
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<P><HI>London, Printed for <HI>Francis Goles,</HI> in the Old-Baily.</HI></P>
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