Poems upon several Occasions :: :: University of Virginia Library

Had you seen all his Myrmidons when they came to 's,
Equipt in their sturdy Grey Coats, and High Shoes,
You'd have sworn not the Gaols, but all Hell was broke loose.
Which no body, &c.

103

III

In Rank, and in File there rode many a Man,
Some in the Rear march'd, ay and some in the Van;
And tho' some had no Hats, they'd Head-pieces on.
Which no body, &c.

IV

Some had Two able Legs, but never a Boot,
And, on their Tits mounted, they stood stoutly to't,
For the Name of a Horse, they'd as good went a-foot.
Which no body, &c.

V

Tho' Steel was not plenty, yet arm'd they come
With stout Oaken Plant, and with Crab-tree Stick some,
To cudgel the Pope, and the Bald-Pates of Rome.
Which no body, &c.

104

VI

In all these gay Troops, among Twenty, scarce One
Had Holster, or Pistol, Sword, Carbine, or Gun;
A Sign they did mean no great Harm shou'd be done.
Which no body, &c.

VII

One's Horse wore a Halter among all the rest,
Nor had the dull Wight half the Sense of his Beast,
And he of the Two did deserve the Rope best.
Which no body, &c.

VIII

Here was many a Gallant, I warrant ye that,
With Ribbon of Orange on Seaman's Cravat,
The Defect of their Arms was made up in State
Which no body, &c.

105

IX

Here Mordaunt, and Gill. on their pamper'd Steeds prance,
Duke Brabourn's Grace next, and Jack Willis advance,
Who look'd fierce as Switzer—that drubb'd him in France.
Which no body, &c.

X

In this Cavalcade, for the Grace of the Matter,
Lord Lovelace rode first,—and the rest follow'd after,
They gallop'd up Town first,—and then down to Water.
Which no body, &c.

XI

Having taken it thus, to secure the Town
The Guards were all set, and the Bridges beat down,
And, tho' no great Courage, his Conduct was shown.
Which no body, &c.

106

XII

The Mayor, and's Brethren in Courteous Fashion,
Bid him welcome to Town in a well-penn'd Oration,
And thank'd him for taking such Care of the Nation.
Which no body, &c.

XIII

His Lordship the next Day, in Courtship exceeding,
Return'd 'em a fine Speech to shew 'em his Breeding,
Which, when 'tis in Print, will be well worth the Reading.
Which no body, &c.

XIV

Next Night's false Alarms our Warriors surprize,
Drums beat, Trumpets sound, and at Midnight all rise
To fight the King's Army—that came in Disguize.
Which no body, &c.

107

XV

The Cits were straight arm'd, expert Men, and able;
With Prongs, and with Cowl-staves next march whooping Rabble,
In as great a Confusion—as e're was at Babel.
Which no body, &c.

XVI

In the Midst of the Mob Two fat Dray-men appear,
To guard Mr. Ensign, a huge nasty Tar,
Who flourish'd a Blanket—for Colours of War.
Which no body, &c.

XVII

At the Foot of the Colours blith Crendon did go,
Who play'd a new Tune that you very well know,
His Bag-pipes squeak'd nothing but Lero, Lero.
Which no body, &c.

108

XVIII

And had the Dear Joys now but come in the Nick,
I fancy they'd shew'd 'em a slippery Trick,
And they'd march'd more nimbly—without his Mu—sick.
Which no body, &c.

XIX

Since England was England, no People e're scarce
So pleasantly burlesqu'd the angry God Mars,
Or of Affairs Warlike e're made such a Farce.
Which no body, &c.