THE Loyal Apprentices PROTESTATION.
ALas! What
Times are those we're like to see,
When Men are stigmatiz'd for LOYALTY;
And called
Tivies, Tories, and what not,
And worse abus'd than those concern'd I'th'
PLOT?
And we Poor
'Prentices, how we're abus'd,
Because to side with
Faction we refus'd:
Had we with
Clubs and
Staves run to
Whitehall,
And there demanded Things
Irrational:
Run into Churches, and tore
Common-Prayers,
Pull'd out the
Good old Bishops by the
Ears,
And
rent the
Surplices, those decent
Wares;
Reviv'd but
Forty One again; O then,
Instead of VERMIN, we'd been
Gentlemen!
But hold
Impartial, We are not so
mad
For to
displease our KING, to make
thee glad,
I know full well that's it thou'dst have
Us do,
But know
dull Ass, we'll not be advis'd by
you.
Thou simple
Sot, the very worst of Fools,
Dost think to make of
Us
Forty One Tools;
By
Publishing thy damn'd fallacious Stories,
To asperse
those Loyal Men, whom thou call'st
Tories?
Who can expect
peaceable Times to see,
Whilst thou art thus fomenting
Enmity?
And is this the way t'
Extirpate the
Pope▪
Judge now thy self if
thou do'nt merit R
But on, thou damn'd Incendiary,
Print what you will,
We
London APPRENTICES will be
Loyal still:
We
ever lov'd our KING, and ever shall;
And for
his Service, our Lives and Fortunes all
Doth lye prepar'd, whilst he has
need to call.
In the mean time
We Apprentices will Sing,
And clap
our Hands, and say,
God save our King.
Printed by A. B. and sold by Randal Taylor near Stationers-Hall, 1681.