THE Lord Chancellors Villanies Discovered. Or, His Rise and Fall in the Four Last Years.
Tune of, Hey brave popery, &c.
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1.
GOod people, I pray now attend to my Muse,
I'le sing of a Villain I cannot abuse,
The Halter and Axe no such men will refuse;
Sing hey brave Chancellor, oh fine Chancellor,
delicate Chancellor, oh.
2.
'Tis he was the cause of the Nations dismay,
He hath e'er been a Knave from his birth to this day
To see the sot hang'd we will make Holiday:
sing hey brave Chancellor, &c.
3.
And first I will shew what he is in grain;
I care not a pin for the boobee's disdain,
His deeds now in brief unto you I'le proclaim:
sing hey, &c.
4.
He was the Inventer of Oate's punishment,
From Newgate to Tyburn, and thither he sent,
To have him well whipt he gave his consent;
sing hey brave, &c.
5.
The good Mr. Cornish did innocent die,
And all by this Chancellor's curst Villany;
His blood now from Heaven for Vengeance doth cry;
sing hey, &c.
6.
He was the first Author that open'd his Jaws
To take off the Test and Priviledge Laws;
The beheading of Russel, 'twas he was the cause.
sing hey, &c.
7.
Then next to the West he hurried wi [...]h speed,
To murther poor men, a very good deed,
He made many honest mens hearts for to bleed.
sing hey, &c.
8.
The prisoners to plead to his Lordship did cry,
but still did make answer, and thus did reply,
We'll hang you up first, and then after we'l try:
sing hey, &c.
9.
Against their petitions then he stopt his Ears,
And still did creat all their doubts and their fears,
He left the poor Widows and Children in tears;
sing hey, &c.
10.
He was the Inventer that first did promote
That place call'd the Ecclesiastical Court,
And thither he made the poor Clergy resort:
sing hey brave Chancellor, &c.
11.
Of Magdalen-Colledge he thought it most fit
To turn on the F [...]llows, a very fine trick,
And place [...]her Walker, that curst Jesuite.
sing hey brave, &c.
12.
Then next to the Tower our Bishops he packt,
And swore he had done a very good act,
But now shall be try'd for the matter of fact.
sing hey, &c.
13.
And when that the Bishops were brought to betryd
To accept a petition they humbly desir'd;
He swore he would prove it a Libel he cry'd;
sing hey, &c.
14.
What can he say now the Parliament sits?
Alas, they will Vote him quite out of his Wits,
They'l make him run mad, or fall into Fits;
sing hey brave, &c.
15.
In Wapping he thought for to make his escape,
A very good Jest, but I faith it won't take,
His head on the bridge must be stuck on a stake;
sing hey, &c.
16.
He many seditious Lines hath penn'd,
And sent them to P— his honest friend;
My Muse she grows weary, and thus she doth end,
With pox o' Chancellor, villanous Chancellor,
Damnable Chancellor, oh,
London, printed in the Year, 1689.