News from Colchester.
Or, A Proper new Ballad of certain Carnal passages betwixt a Quaker and a Colt, at Horsly near Colchester in Essex.
To the Tune of, Tom of Bedlam.
1.
ALL in the Land of Essex,
Near Colchester the Zealous,
Poems and translations with the Sophy / written by the Honourable Sir John Denham, Knight of the Bath.
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- Poems and translations with the Sophy / written by the Honourable Sir John Denham, Knight of the Bath.
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- Denham, John, Sir, 1615-1669.
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- 1668.
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Page 110
On the side of a bank,
Was play'd such a Prank,
As would make a Stone-horse jealous.
2.
Help Woodcock, Fox and Nailor,
For Brother Green's a Stallion,
Now alas what hope
Of converting the Pope,
When a Quaker turns Italian?
3.
Even to our whole profession]
A scandal 'twill be counted,
When 'tis talkt with disdain
Amongst the Profane,
How brother Green was mounted.
4.
And in the Good time of Christmas,
Which though our Saints have damn'd all,
Page 111
Yet when did they hear
That a damn'd Cavalier
Ere play'd such a Christmas gambal?
5.
Had thy flesh, O Green, been pamper'd
With any Cates unhallow'd,
Hadst thou sweetned thy Gums
With Pottage of Plums,
Or prophane minc'd Pie hadst swallow'd,
6.
Roll'd up in wanton Swine's-flesh,
The Fiend might have crept into thee;
Then fullness of gut
Might have caus'd thee to rut,
And the Devil have so rid through thee.
7.
But alas he had been feasted
With a Spiritual Collation,
Page 112
By our frugal Mayor,
Who can dine on a Prayer,
And sup on an Exhortation.
8.
'Twas meer impulse of Spirit,
Though he us'd the weapon carnal:
Filly Foal, quoth he,
My Bride thou shalt be:
And how this is lawful, learn all.
9.
For if no respect of Persons
Be due 'mongst the Sons of Adam,
In a large extent,
Thereby may be meant
That a Mare's as good as a Madam.
10.
Then without more Ceremony,
Not Bonnet vail'd, nor kist her,
Page 113
But took her by force,
For better for worse,
And us'd her like a Sister.
11.
Now when in such a Saddle
A Saint will needs be riding,
Though we dare not say
'Tis a falling away,
May there not be some back-sliding?
12.
No surely, quoth Iames Naylor,
'Twas but an insurrection
Of the Carnal part,
For a Quaker in heart
Can never lose perfection.
Page 114
Though the Devil trepan
The Adamical man,
The Saint stands un-infected.
14.
But alas a Pagan Jury
Ne're judges what's intended,
Then say what we can,
Brother Green's outward man
I fear will be suspended.
15.
And our Adopted Sister
Will find no better quarter,
But when him we inroul
For a Saint, Filly Foal
Shall pass her self for a Martyr.
16.
Rome that Spiritual Sodom,
No longer is thy debter,
Page 115
O Colchester, now
Who's Sodom but thou,
Even according to the Letter?
Notes
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* 1.1
The Iesuites.