Britaine and
Irelands last adew
To
Rome, and
Babels cursed crew.
SInce Jock and Jack by happie chance
are ioynd in amitie:
You popish Monsieurs march to France,
you Dons to Castalee.
Let Romish frogs return to Rome,
and meane them to the Pope:
If here they haunt, expect a doome
no better nor a rope.
Our Irish Shane with weeping eye,
mones he lov'd Rome so long:
And now to God and Britaine he
regraits his woes and wrong,
Entreating them for Christs blest woundes,
that he reliev'd may be
From errors pits wherein he swouns
least blinded there he die.
For why? in Turkie, Rome, nor Spain
was not such crueitie,
Nor for God Saints such barbarous pain,
such shame and miserie.
Such grinding of the poor ones face,
such plots of Church and State,
Unpunished were in no place,
as in our land of late.
Trueman to God and to his King,
did at Knockfergus die;
And there a spectacle did hing,
whiles traitours honourd be.
March on brave Jock, thy lot is so,
Gods game for to begin:
To free thy self and brethren two
from that proud man of sin.
Jack use thy time, and busie be
to chase these frogs a way,
And with brave Jock bear company
who will thee lend a day.
At Tyne hee'l on thy service stay,
while thou well satled be:
And for Schans sake alongs the wa
[...]
to Dublin march with thee.
Those Romish Brambles to root out,
which have overgrown that land,
And Wentworths weeds to dig about,
which in Christ field there stand.
And when brave Jock returns from Tyne,
and Schane from Rome set free,
Jock will with Jack march to the Rhyne
the Palsgraves bounds to see.
There to avenge the woes and wrong
of our Eli
[...]a faire,
Whose Princely race horn down so long
is by the Spainiard there.
I hope our Lyon once will wake,
and with his Libbards strong,
His Sisters race to take to heart
his Martiall thoughts among.
The pricking Thissle shall convoy
Christs Ensignes to those bounds:
And Hibers Harps with greatest ioy
shall warble forth their sounds.
O if that blessed Day would daw,
which Jock and Jack would see,
Then they with courage in a raw
should march to Germanie.
To clip the Eagles soaring wings,
and curbe in pride full
[...] paine:
Then he as God in Rome who reignes
shall fall, not rise againe.
The Lord who hath this work begun,
make it pertlied be;
And when these troublous times are done
end Sions miserie.
Amen quoth he, who prayes these three
By God conjoin'd in unitie,
May still in one Religion
Fear God, under one tripled Crown:
That
Dag
[...] heer as he hath been
May neer Gods ark no more be seen.
FINIS