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<NAME>TCP Staff (Michigan)</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B140634.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<STC T="G">c.161.f.2[15]</STC>
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<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
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<HEAD>A REJOYNDER TO THE VVHIGGISH POEM UPON THE <HI>Tory-Prentices-Fea&s;t</HI> AT <HI>MERCHANT-TAYLORS-HALL.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WELL! Tory Poets an&s;wers come at la&s;t,</L>
<L>The Tory Sots never write Ver&s;e in ha&s;te;</L>
<L>Or el&s;e the Cur got drunk like &s;noaring Sow,</L>
<L>Lay under Board, and never wa'kt 'till now;</L>
<L>But if the noi&s;e the yelping Beagles keep</L>
<L>Did waken him, his Ver&s;e I'm &s;ure's a&s;leep.</L>
<L>I'le &s;wear, I thought (when fir&s;t I looked on</L>
<L>His Poem) he had &s;ent me back mine own:</L>
<L>'T began alike; alike almo&s;t throughout,</L>
<L>'Twas only mine was turn'd the in&s;ide out:</L>
<L>'Tis a damn'd trick the <HI>Tory</HI> Tools have got,</L>
<L>To kill an Enemy with his own Shot:</L>
<L>Had he not imped me, he'd been to &s;eek</L>
<L>For an <HI>Exordium</HI> another week;</L>
<L>For of the <HI>Tory</HI> Poets I mu&s;t &s;ay</L>
<L>It's a witty Rogue can write a Ver&s;e a day.</L>
<L>But <HI>Gaffer-Goo&s;e-Cap,</HI> who told you &s;uch &s;tories,</L>
<L><HI>His Maje&s;ty</HI> &s;ent Bucks to fea&s;t the <HI>Tories?</HI></L>
<L>You might as well have &s;aid the <HI>King was dre&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>In Royal Robes,</HI> and came to be your gue&s;t.</L>
<L>But you may &s;peak ami&s;s, ami&s;s may do,</L>
<L>It had been <HI>Trea&s;on</HI> if I had &s;aid &s;o;</L>
<L><HI>Tories</HI> may murder Fame, may Honour kill,</L>
<L>May &s;lander <HI>Kings,</HI> and yet be Loyal &s;till,</L>
<L>Their Loyalty con&s;i&s;ts in doing ill.</L>
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<L>You may 'tis like by the&s;e your Ver&s;es lewd,</L>
<L>Make the mi&s;taken <HI>Tory</HI> multitude</L>
<L>Believe I <HI>Trea&s;on</HI> &s;pake, and that I &s;wore,</L>
<L>And I may &s;afely &s;ay, you'l Drink and Whore,</L>
<L>But this for truth they all do know before.</L>
<L>That <HI>Noblemen</HI> were <HI>Prie&s;ts,</HI> I ne're &s;aid &s;o;</L>
<L>But Doctor <HI>Crape-Gown</HI>'s may, for ought I know;</L>
<L>'Twas <HI>Scandalum magnat.</HI> if I do in je&s;t</L>
<L>But &s;peak one word 'gain&s;t <HI>Stewards</HI> of the Fea&s;t;</L>
<L>Though <HI>Lords</HI> be high, yet <HI>Prentices</HI> are low,</L>
<L>And low&s;ie <HI>Taylors</HI> &s;till were counted &s;o:</L>
<L>You may &s;ay what you plea&s;e, but without doubt</L>
<L>I may &s;peak <HI>Trea&s;on</HI> gain&s;t the <HI>Ragged-Rout;</HI></L>
<L>And Silly Fops 'cau&s;e they've all <HI>Whiggs</HI> abhorr'd,</L>
<L>Shall have as good a title as a <HI>Lord;</HI></L>
<L>And pro&s;ecute for &s;candal whom they plea&s;e:</L>
<L>Such Lordly things are lordly <HI>Prentices.</HI></L>
<L>No, &s;illy <HI>Citts!</HI> for ever doom'd to Shops,</L>
<L>Keep &s;till your ancient titles, <HI>Fools</HI> and <HI>Fops.</HI></L>
<L>This Sham won't take; I'm Loyal &s;till and true,</L>
<L>Although I'm &s;candaliz'd by traiterous you;</L>
<L>Di&s;loyal <HI>Tories!</HI> you the Traytors are;</L>
<L>Whil&s;t Loyal <HI>Baxter, Curtis,</HI> Loyal <HI>Care</HI></L>
<L>Bravely maintain their Soveraigns right in truth,</L>
<L>Without e're fea&s;ting of the &s;norty Youth,</L>
<L>True <HI>Whigs</HI> ne're &s;toopt to &s;uch mean tricks as the&s;e,</L>
<L>To fea&s;t the hungry &s;niveling Prentices.</L>
<L>Illu&s;trious <HI>Charles!</HI> by all that's great and high!</L>
<L>(Tho I am branded with Di&s;loyalty)</L>
<L>No fawning <HI>Courtier</HI> e're &s;hall &s;o much glo&s;e</L>
<L>As I'le dete&s;t thine and thy Nations Foes;</L>
<L>No <HI>Charles the third,</HI> nor budding <HI>Embryo-King</HI></L>
<L>Shall be the Subject for my <HI>Mu&s;e</HI> to &s;ing</L>
<L>Whil&s;t thou do&s;t live; let <HI>Traiterous Tories</HI> &s;ooth,</L>
<L>And rai&s;e Sedition in the Factious <HI>Youth;</HI></L>
<L>Long may'&s;t thou live and flouri&s;h on thy Throne,</L>
<L>While all the&s;e <HI>little Kings</HI> &s;hall ba&s;ely tumble down.</L>
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<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed in the Year 1682.</P>
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