The Cities Farevvell to the PARLIAMENT.
FArewell the Parliament with hey,
Farewell the Parliament with ho,
Your deare delight the City,
Their wants have made them witty.
And a fart for the close Committee,
With a hey trolly lolly lo.
Farewell my Lord of
Essex with hey,
Farewell my Lord of
Essex with ho,
Hee sleeps till eleven,
And leaves the cause to six and seven,
But 'tis no matter, their hope's in Heaven
With, &c.
Farewell my Lord
Wharton with hey,
Farewell my Lord
Wharton with ho,
While the sawpitt did hide him,
Hastings did our ride him,
Then came
Brooke, and he out li'd him,
With, &c.
Farewell
Will. Strode with hey,
Farewell
Will. Strode with ho,
He swore all
Whartons lies were true,
And it concern'd him so to doe,
For he was in the saw pitt too,
With, &c.
Farewell my Lord
Brooke with hey,
Farewell my Lord
Brooke with ho,
Hee sayd (but first hee had got him a rattle,
That but a hundred fell in battell,
Besides dogs, whores, & such Parliament cattle,
with, &c.
Farewell
Say and
Seale with hey,
Farewell
Say and
Seale with no,
And those valiant sonns of
Aymon,
May they hang as high as
Hamon,
With the old Anabaptist they came on,
With, &c.
Farewell
Kimbolton with hey,
Farewell
Kimbolton with ho,
Thy Father writ a godly booke,
Yet all was fish that came to his booke,
Sure he is damn'd though but for his looke,
With, &c.
Farewell
Kimbolton with hey,
Farewell
Kimbolton with ho,
Thy house had beene confounded,
In vaine he had compounded,
If he had not got a Roundhead,
With, &c.
Farewell Master
Hollis with hey,
Fare well Master
Hollis with ho,
'Twas his ambition or his need,
Nor his religion, did the deed,
But his widow has ta'ne him off his speed,
With, &c.
Farewell Master
Hampden with hey,
Farewell Master
Hampden with ho,
He's a sly and subtile Fox,
Well read in
Buchanan, and
Knox,
And is now gone downe to goad on th'Oxe,
With, &c.
Farewell John
Pym with hey,
Farewell John
Pym with ho,
He would have had a place in Court,
And ventur'd all his party for't,
But bribing prov'd his best support,
With, &c.
Farewell
John Pym with hey,
Farewell
John Pym with ho,
For all the fain'd disaster,
Of the taylor and the plaister,
Thou shalt not be our Maister,
With, &c.
Farewell good Madam
Carlile with hey,
Farewell good Madam
Carlile with ho,
The Legishtive Lady,
Who now makes
Pym her baby,
Once fooled the Lord
Raby,
With, &c.
Farewell Major
Skippon with hey,
Farewell Major
Skippon with ho,
Ye have ordered him to kill and slay,
To rescue the king and bring him away,
Provided you Vote faire weather, and pay.
With, &c.
Farewell all our Worthies with hey,
Farewell all our Worthies with ho,
For they insteed of dying,
Maintaine the truth by lying,
And get victories by flying,
With, &c.
Farewell our Scottish brethren with hey,
Farewell our Scottish brethren with ho,
They'le march but to their border,
And will be brought no further,
For Vote, Ordinance, or Order,
With, &c.
Farwell my little Levites with hey,
Farewell my little Levites with ho,
Let God looke roo't, or Mafter
Case;
Shall tell him his owne in due time and place.
And call him a Cavalier to his face,
With, &c.
Fare well my little Levites with hey
Fare well my little Levites with ho,
For though you seeme to feare him,
You can scarce forbeare him,
And when you thanke him, you but jeere him,
With, &c.
Farewell feares and jealousies with hey,
Farewell feares and jealousies with ho,
Which with lying Declarations,
Tumults, Pikes, and Protestations,
Have beene the ruine of two nations
With, &c.
Ferewell little
Isaack with hey.
Farewell little
Isaack with ho,
Thou hast made us all like asses,
Part with our Plate, and drinke in Glasses,
Whil'st thou grow'st rich by twelve penny-Passes,
With, &c.
Farewell Plate and Money with hey,
Farewell Plate and Money with ho,
'Tis going downe by water,
Or some thing neere the matter,
And Publike faith is going after,
With, &c.
Farewell Members five with hey,
Farewell Members five with ho,
Next Petition we deliver,
Sends yee packing downe the river,
And there the
Devill be your driver,
With, &c.
FINIS.
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