Political Ballads of the 17th and 18th Centuries Volume 1

Political Ballads of the 17th and 18th Centuries Volume 1

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1860 edition. Excerpt: ... Knave of Clubs hath won the King; Now more happy times we have, The King hath overcome the Knave, The King hath overcome the Knave. Not long ago a game was play'd, When three Crowns at the stakes were laid; England had no cause to boast, Knaves won that which Kings had lost: Coaches gave the way to carts, And Clubs were better cards than Hearts, And Clubs were better cards than Hearts. Old Noll was the Knave o' Clubs, And Dad of such as preach in tubs, Bradshaw, Ireton, and Pride, Were three other Knaves beside; And they play'd with half the pack, Throwing out all cards but Black, Throwing out all cards but Black. The Rumpers that had won whole Towns, The spoils of martyrs and of Crowns, Were not contented, but grew rough, As though they had not won enough; They kept the cards still in their hands, To play for Tithes and College lands, To play for Tithes and College lands. The Foreign Lands began to wonder, To see what gallants we liv'd under, That they, which Christians did forswear, Should follow gaming all the year-Nay more, which was the strangest thing, To play so long without a King, To play so long without a King! The bold Phanatics present were, Like butlers with their boxes there; Not doubting but that every game Some profit would redound to them; Because they were the gamesters' minions, And ev'ry day broach'd new opinions, And ev'ry day broach'd new opinions. Thus all the while a Club was trump, There's none could ever beat the Rump; Until a noble General came, And gave the cheaters a clear slam; His finger did outwit their noddy, And screw'd up poor Jack Lambert's body, And screw'd up poor-lack Lambert's body. When General Monk did understand The Rump were peeping into 's hand, He wifely kept his cards from sight, Which put...show more

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  • Paperback | 26 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 68g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236569601
  • 9781236569608