A Short Letany.
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To the Tune of Cook Lawrel.
I
From an old Inquisition and new Declaration,
From Freedom of Conscience and Whig-Toleration,
'Gainst Conscience imposing upon the whole Nation,
For ever, Good Lord, deliver me!
II
From Knaves wou'd set up a Dispensative Power,
To pull down the Test, to which we have swore,
By imposing a greater than any before,
For ever, &c.
III
From the Courts Triumvirate Counsel in vain,
The Father Confessor, that Cheater of Men,
The Hypocrite Lobb, and the Jesuit Pen,
For ever, &c.
IV
From losing the Set in a Passion and Flame,
By taking seven Men up, and hoping the same,
To recover by playing an After-back-game,
For ever, &c.
V
From a Schismatick State and a Catholick Court,
From picking a Jury in hopes to be for't,
By Lopping the Bishops the Church to support,
For ever, &c.
VI
From a Puritans Malice and a Jesuits Spite,
From shewing our Teeth without Pow'r to bite,
Against our own Conscience from doing of Right,
For ever, &c.
VII
From making a Pannel the Prelates to blast,
In hopes with St. Peter their Lordships to cast,
And finding it all Ignoramus at last,
For ever, &c.
