The Bully WHIG: OR, The Poor Whores Lamentation for the Apprehending OF Sir THOMAS ARMSTRONG.
To the Tune of,
Ah! Cruel Bloody Fate! &c.
I.
AH! Cruel Bloody
Tom!
What canst thou hope for more,
Than to receive the Doom
Of all thy Crimes before?
For all thy bold Conspiracies
Thy Head must pay the score;
Thy Cheats and Lies,
Thy Box and Dice,
Will serve thy turn no more.
II.
Ungrateful thankless Wretch!
How could'st thou hope in vain
(Without the reach of
Ketch)
Thy Treasons to maintain?
For Murders long since done and past,
Thou Pardons hast had store,
And yet would'st still
Stab on, and kill,
As if thou hop'dst for more.
III.
Yet
Tom, e'r he would starve,
More Blood resolv'd to've spilt;
Thy flight did only serve
To justifie thy Guilt:
While They whose harmless Innocence
Submit to Chains at home,
Are each day freed,
While Traytors bleed,
And suffer in their room.
IV.
When
Whigs a PLOT did Vote,
What Peer Justice fled?
In the FANATICK PLOT
Tom durst not shew his head.
Now Sacred Justice rules above,
The Guiltless are set free,
And the Napper's napt,
And Clapper clapt
In his CONSPIRACY.
V.
Like
Cain, thou hast a Mark
Of Murder on thy Brow;
Remote, and in the dark,
Black Guilt did still pursue:
Nor
England, Holland, France, or
Spain,
The Traytor can defend;
He will be found
In Fetters bound,
To pay for't in the end.
VI.
Tom might about the Town
Have bully'd, huff'd and roar'd,
By every
Venus known,
Been for a
Mars ador'd:
By friendly Pimping and false Dice
Thou might'st have longer liv'd,
Hector'd and shamm'd,
And swore and gam'd,
Hadst thou no Plots contriv'd.
VII.
Tom once was Cock-a-hoop
Of all the Huffs in Town;
But now his Pride must stoop,
His Courage is pull'd down:
So long his Spurs are grown, poor
Tom
Can neither fly nor fight;
Ah Cruel Fate!
That at this rate
The
'Squire shou'd foil the
Knight!
VIII.
But now no remedy,
It being his just Reward;
In his own Trap, you see,
The Tygre is ensnar'd:
So may all Traytors fare, till all
Who for their Guilt did fly,
With Bully
Tom
By timely Doom
Like him, unpity'd die.
Sold at the Entrance into the Old-Spring-Garden, 1684.