Private Occurrences; OR, The Transactions of the four last Years, Written in Imitation of the Old Ballad of Hey brave Oliver, Ho brave Oliver, &c.

1.
A Protestant Muse, yet a Lover of Kings:
On th'Age, grown a little Satyrical, Sings,
Of Papists, their Councels, and other fine things.
Sing hey brave Popery, ho rare Popery, oh fine Po­pery.
Oh dainty Popery, oh.
2.
She hopes she offends no Englishman's patience;
Thô Satyr's forbid on all such occasions,
She's too good a Subject to Read Declarations.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
3.
If the saying be good, of Let him laugh that Wins,
Sure a Lo [...]er may smile without any offence:
My Muse then is gamesom, and thus she begins;
With hey brave Popery, &c.
4.
When Ch.—deceas'd, to His Kingdoms dismay,
By an Appoplex, or else some other way;
Our Brother with Shouts was Proclaim'd the same day.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
5.
His first Royal Promise was never to touch
Our Rights, nor Religion, nor Priviledge grutch:
But Pet—swore Dam him, he granted too much.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
6.
Then Mon—came in with an Army of Fools:
Betray'd by his Cuckold, and other dull Tools
That Painted the Turfe of Green Sedgmore with Gules.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
7.
That Victory gotten, some think to our wrong:
The Priests braid out Joy in a Thanksgiving Song,
And Teague with the Bald-pates were at it ding dong.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
8.
Then straight a strong Army was levy'd in hast,
To hinder Rebellion; a very good Jest;
For some Rogues will swear 'twas to Murder the Test.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
9.
A Politique Law which Recusants did doom;
That into our Senate, they never might come;
But Equivalent since, was propos'd in its Room
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
10.
As if a True Friend should in Kindness demand
A Tooth in my Head, which firmly doth stand,
To give for't another he had in his hand.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
11.
Then Term after Term, this great Matter was weigh'd,
Old Judges turn'd out, and new Block—ds made:
That Cooke or Wise Littleton never did read.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
12.
The good Church of England with speed was ru [...] down
Whose Loyalty ever stood fast to the Crown,
And Presbiter John was made Mayor of the Town
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
13.
The Bishops Disgrace made the Clergy to sob:
A Prey to Old Pet—and President Bob;
And hurried to Prison as if they did Rob.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
14.
Then into the World, a Dear P—of W—slipt.
'Twas plain, for we hear a great Minister peep'd.
The Bricklayer for prating had like t'a bin whip'd.
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
15.
Thus EnglandS Distresses more fierce than the Plagu [...]
That during three Years, of no Quiet could brag [...]
The Prince van Auraignia has brought from th [...] Hagu [...]
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
16.
A strong Fleet and Army t'Invade us are bent;
We know not the Cause, thô there is something in
But we doubt not, e'er long we shall see it in Prin [...]
Sing hey brave Popery, &c.
17.
Ah England, that never couldst value thy Peace:
Had matters been now as in Elsabeths Days,
The Dutch had ne'r ventur'd to Fish in our Seas.
Then Curse of Popery, pox o' Popery, plague o' P [...] ­per [...]
Oh Senceless Popery, oh.
FINIS.

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