DREGS OF DROLLERY, OR OLD POETRY In its Raggs, &c.
To the Tune of Chevy-Chase.
1.
OF Buck-hunting, and Fox-catching
I have heard; But th'Royal Game,
King-catching, nere was heard of yet,
From the shrill Trumpet of Fame.
2.
Yet this unheard of drerefull sport,
I sadly sit and sing;
By Rebel Rogues acted upon
As gratious, as great King.
3.
His Judas servants first are the [...]
That for unrighteous wages;
Him shamefully into th'hands betray
Of Jewish bloudy Sages.
4.
To him all things presented are,
Disordered in the Nation;
And therefore must a Parliament,
Be call'd for Reformation.
5.
Pembroke the wise, his mouth now ope's,
And telleth him that he's nigh ill;
And that there now remains no hope,
(As he hath heard from Mighill)
6.
To sage advice his eare bow down,
Unless he shall prove willing;
Lose surely he will, his triple Crown,
Call'd alias fifteen Shilling.
7.
A monstrous hand is then held forth
Of one of Anak's sons;
With six Fingers, that their design,
Even he may read that runs.
8.
And that strange antick names be not
Wanting to these Dissemblers;
These signally must now be call'd,
Kimbolton and five Members.
9.
These on a roar the whole house set
Impetuously a crying,
The peoples peace can't be redeem'd
Without great Strafford's dying.
10.
Then tumults raise they such, no sound
Is to be heard to ring,
But first we will no Bishops have,
And then wee'l have no King.
11.
And these like Bull-dogs traind indeed,
First fly't the Bishops head,
And never leave their hot pursuit,
Till Canterbury's dead.
12.
Our blessed brethren then, the Scots,
Must come into our aid;
For which their love they must have Pounds
Three hundred thousand paid.
13.
Horn'd Essex then into Regiments
Divides his City power;
For which horn'd beasts all still shall be
Upon Record i'th Tower.
14.
And Atkins then with his wide stretch
Doth his great Horse bestraddle,
That of the colour of his Chain,
Eftsoons he makes his saddle.
15.
Then's Edge-Hill-Fight, where whil'st is seen
Many a brave soul on the ground,
Stout Wharton with his Morglai keen,
Is in a Saw-pit found.
16.
With more than good speed, then to'th' Town
of Gloster high's our Liege;
And with a courage like himself,
Layeth to it a close Siege
17.
Him after Cuckold Essex Posts,
And close to work he falls;
And with his Rams horns, Josuah-like▪
He bloweth down the City walls.
18.
And thence away with winged speed,
Getteth him into the West:
The King he followeth soon, and chase
Giveth to this Royal Beast▪
19.
Thence to Exon come, and there having chear'd
His Dear, and bless'd his baby;
To Oxon then he hasteth away,
With all the speed that may be.
20.
And now, when Essex had his hire
Of treason, by poison, paid;
And all his valiant traiterous acts,
By th'wall [...] are laid.
21.
Black Tom in this curs'd Cuckolds place,
Being now his Oxcellence grown,
Tamely he hopes the King to seize,
But findes this great Bird flown.
22.
The King is now the Scottish Faith,
For safety, forc'd to sound;
But basely they him deliver up,
For two hundred thousand pound.
23.
Now, for's possession, to Holmeby brought,
One striveth to out-wit another;
But the Independents here's too hard
For his Presbyterian brother.
24.
Thence to Hampton-Court in triumph led,
He's there put in t'a fright,
B' Horse-regiments, and therefore must
Away to th'Isle of Wight.
25.
Cowes Castles first for th' captive King,
Thought a convenient warde;
But then, for more security,
Hurste Castle a stronger guard.
26.
To James then first, thence Westminster,
Where he receives his charge,
From more Tertulluss's than one,
Whereon they boldl' inlarge.
27.
Black Bradshaw then in Bloud-red-robes,
Old Pontius Pilate acts;
And passeth on our Soveraign Lord,
Sentence for traiterous acts.
28.
To White-Hall last, his Royal Seat,
With strong guards they him bring;
To go forth from his Banquetting-house,
To an Heavenly banquetting.
29.
One of's accusers, Dorislaus,
To his place (you know) is gone;
With Hoil, his Judge; and what o'th'rest▪
Becomes, you'l hear anon.
30.
And that all the Kings Enemies,
May prosper as did they,
All Loyal Subjects of the King,
I'm sure, will heart'ly pray.
‘The Wise man dyeth as the Fool;’Eccles. 2. 16.
FINIS.