 | The Tackers |  |
The TACKERS.
In vain of the Battel we Boast
Upon the Danubian Shore;
That the Colours at Blenheim we took
Were a Hundred and thirty and more.
Upon the Danubian Shore;
That the Colours at Blenheim we took
Were a Hundred and thirty and more.
For whil'st we in Westminster-Hall,
For the Victory Tryumph and Roar,
We had like to have lost all again
By the Hundred thirty and four.
For the Victory Tryumph and Roar,
We had like to have lost all again
By the Hundred thirty and four.
For the Royal Assent to be forc'd
Or the War be Supported no more,
Was the Dirty Dilemma Propos'd
By the Hundred thirty and four.
Or the War be Supported no more,
Was the Dirty Dilemma Propos'd
By the Hundred thirty and four.
And should the Alliance have Sunk
For want of the English Power:
Pray whom may all Europe have curs'd,
But the Hundred thirty and four.
For want of the English Power:
Pray whom may all Europe have curs'd,
But the Hundred thirty and four.
But why should Occasional Men
Be Treated with Rigour so Sore,
And oppos'd with such Violent Heat
By the Hundred thirty and four.
Be Treated with Rigour so Sore,
And oppos'd with such Violent Heat
By the Hundred thirty and four.
For as Lawfully such may Conform
For an Office of Profit, no doubt;
As the Hundred thirty and four.
Give Money to keep them out.
For an Office of Profit, no doubt;
As the Hundred thirty and four.
Give Money to keep them out.
No Penny no Pater Noster,
We know was a Proverb of yore,
But no Pater Noster no Penny,
Cry'd the Hundred thirty and four.
We know was a Proverb of yore,
But no Pater Noster no Penny,
Cry'd the Hundred thirty and four.
But if Money for Sacred Things,
Be Simony all the World o're:
Pray tell me then what shall become
Of the Hundred thirty and four.
Be Simony all the World o're:
Pray tell me then what shall become
Of the Hundred thirty and four.
Old Simon was modest to these;
He Damn'd but himself and no more:
But the Nation was like to be Damn'd
By the Hundred thirty and four.
He Damn'd but himself and no more:
But the Nation was like to be Damn'd
By the Hundred thirty and four.
But thanks to the Major part,
Who threw the Tackt Vote out of Door,
Whereby they have saved Themselves
And the Hundred thirty and four.
Who threw the Tackt Vote out of Door,
Whereby they have saved Themselves
And the Hundred thirty and four.
A Postscript.
But though this Unmannerly Vote
Was deservedly east out of Door:
Who so Hot to be Chosen again
As the Hundred thirty and four.
Was deservedly east out of Door:
Who so Hot to be Chosen again
As the Hundred thirty and four.
But unless we resolve to be Trick'd
By the men that deceiv'd us before:
Sure none are so mad as to Poll
For the Hundred thirty and four.
By the men that deceiv'd us before:
Sure none are so mad as to Poll
For the Hundred thirty and four.
Their Pretence of Preserving the Church
Will pass among Wise men no more:
Since Few have Endanger'd Her so
As the Hundred thirty and four.
Will pass among Wise men no more:
Since Few have Endanger'd Her so
As the Hundred thirty and four.
For, if England for want of her Coin
Had Truckled to Lewis his Power:
Pray How could the Church have been sav'd
by the Hundred thirty and four.
Had Truckled to Lewis his Power:
Pray How could the Church have been sav'd
by the Hundred thirty and four.
And though to Cajole us again
None Cry up Her Majesty more:
'Tis only to Drown the Affront
Of the Hundred thirty and four.
None Cry up Her Majesty more:
'Tis only to Drown the Affront
Of the Hundred thirty and four.
Thus the Benjamite first did Appear,
To Compliment David at Shoar:
Because that He knew very well
'Twas he that Abus'd him before.
To Compliment David at Shoar:
Because that He knew very well
'Twas he that Abus'd him before.
But Tackers are Tackers still,
And so will Continue, no doubt:
They before were for Tacking of Bills,
And now are for Tacking about.
And so will Continue, no doubt:
They before were for Tacking of Bills,
And now are for Tacking about.
Then let Our Electors beware,
And Vote for a Tacker no more:
Lest wilful undoing themselves
Should justly be laid at their Door.
And Vote for a Tacker no more:
Lest wilful undoing themselves
Should justly be laid at their Door.
For, like the maim'd Eagle of old,
'Twill Certainly Double their Smart,
To think that the Plumes were their own,
That Helped to feather the Dart.
'Twill Certainly Double their Smart,
To think that the Plumes were their own,
That Helped to feather the Dart.
FINIS.
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