Rump: Or An Exact Collection of the Choycest Poems and Songs Relating to the Late Times, Volume 2Henry Brome at the Gun in Ivy-lane, and Henry Marsh at the Princes Armes in Chancery-lane., 1662 - 376 pages |
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Arse Atkins body can deny Boyes Breech Charles Cheat Church City Committee of Safety cryes Cuckolds damn'd Devil Dick doth drive the cold Fart fear Fleetwood Fools and Knaves Gallows groan George give Harry Martin Haslerigg Head Headplaying heart hee'l hee's Hell Here's an Ola Honest honour House I'le Ireton Jack Jack Lambert John Lambert Jove joyfull King Kingdoms Knight Lambert late Laws Lenthal Lord lyes Maior Members Monck Monk Nation Ne're trust Good-fellow nere never Nose o're o'th Old Cause on't Parliament full poor praid pray quoth Red-coats Religion Roundhead Rump Rump's Saint say's sayes Scot shew Sing Sing hi ho Sir Arthur Sir George Booth Sir Harry Souldier Speaker stink swear swive Sword tail Taunton Dean Tayl There's they'l things Treason true Tune turn'd Twas Tyburn Vane vext We'l wee'l whipt Whore You'l
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Page 8 - Tis the cash does the feat, All the rest's but a cheat, Without that there's no faith nor quarter. 'Tis the mark of our coin, God with us...
Page 187 - I'm o' that mind," quoth Thank. Wee'le cut off the wicked rout, And bath us all in their bloods; Their houses and land Wee'le have at command, And common upon their goods. No mortal king nor priest, No lord, nor duke wee'le have; Wee'le grind'um to grist, And live as we list, And we will do wonders brave. Come Dorcas and Cloe, With Lois and Zoe, Young Letice, and Beterice, and Jane, Phill, Dorothy, Mawd, Come troup it abroad, For now is our time to reign.
Page 178 - A Dialogue Betwixt Tom and Dick, The former a Country-man, The other a Citizen, Presented to his Excellency and the Council of State, at Drapers-Hall in London, March 28. 1660*," and Thomas Jordan's "The Cheaters Cheated.
Page 166 - By it you may know, What the Rump meant to do, And what a religion to frame; So 'twas time for St. George That Rump to disgorge, And to send it from whence it first came; Then drive the cold winter away.
Page 179 - Haselrigg the bafled, and Arthur the furious; With Ireton's* readings upon legitimate and spurious, Proving that a saint may be the son of a whore, for the satisfaction of the curious. From a Rump insatiate as the sea Libera nos, Domine. Here's the true reason of the cities infatuation, Ireton has made it drunk with the cup of abomination, That is, the cup of the whore, after the Geneva interpretation, Which with the juyce of Titchburn's grapesf must needs cause intoxication.
Page 2 - Antonie's resolute queen ; But such a Rump as ours is, never was seen, Which, &c. When the parts of the body did all fall out, Some votes it is like did pass for the snout, But that the Rump should be king was never a doubt, Which, &c. A cat has a Rump, and a cat has nine lives, Yet when her head's off, her Rump never strives, But our Rump from the grave hath made two retrives...
Page 5 - tis good luck when a body rises With the rump upward, but he that advises To live in that posture, is none of the wisest; Which no body can deny. The reason is worse, though the rime be untoward, — When things proceed with the wrong end forward; But they say there's sad news to the Rump from the nor'ward;* Which no body can deny.
Page 12 - Tis good at bed and at bord, It gives us pleasure and ease; Will you have the rest, in a word, 'Tis good for the new disease, (The tumult of the guts); 'Tis a recipe for the kings evil; Wash the members as sweet as nuts, And then throw them all to the Devil. Though a rump be a dangerous bit, And many a knave runs mad on't, Yet, verily, as it may hit, An honest man may be glad on't. Printed at Oxford for Carolus Gustavus. THE PARLIAMENT-COMPLEMENT : OR, THE BE- ADMISSION OF THE SECLUDED MEMBERS TO...
Page 26 - Then, Muse, strike up a sonnet, come, piper, and play us a spring; For now I think upon it, these Es. turn'd out their king ; But now is come about, that once again they must turn out, And not without justice and reason, that every one home to his prison. Sing, hi ho, Harry Martin,* a burgess of the bench. There's nothing here is certain, you must back and leave your wench. Sing, hi ho, &c. * Harry Marten was member for Berkshire in the Long Parliament.
Page 175 - From all the rich people that ha' made us poor ; From a Speaker that creeps to the House by a back-door ; From that badger, Robinson (that limps and bites sore) ; And that dog in a doublet, Arthur — that will do so no more. From Fools and Knaves, &c.