A Quarrel betwixt Tower-hill and Tyburn.
I'LE tell you a Story that never was told,
A tale that hath both head and heel,
And though by no Recorder inroll'd,
I know you will find it as true as steel.
When General Monck was come to the Town,
A little time after the Rump had the rout,
When Loyalty rose, and Rebellion fell down,
They say, that Tower-hill and Tyburne fell out.
Q••oth terrible Tyburne to lofty Tower-hill,
Thy longed-for daies are come at last,
And now thou wilt dayly thy belly fulfill
With King-killers bloud whilst I must fast.