A New collections of songs and poems by Thomas D'Urfey ...
D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.
Then London be wise and baffle their power,
And let 'em play the Old Game no more;
Hang, hang up the Sh—
Those Baboons in power,
Those popular Thieves,
Those Rats of the Tower,
Page 82 Whose Canting Tales the Rabble believes;
In a hurry
And never sorry
Merrily they go on:
Fy for shame, we're too tame, since they claim
Tan tarra rarra, Tan tarra rarra,
Dub a dub, let the Drum beat,
The strong Militia guards the Throne.
When Faction possesses the Popular Voice,
The Cause is supply'd still with Nonsence
And Tony their Speaker the Rabble leads on,
For he knows if we prosper that he must run;
Carolina must be his Station of ease,
And London be rid of her worsest disease:
From Plots and from Spies,
From Treasons and Lies
We shall ever be free,
And the Law shall be able, to punish a Rebel
As cunning as he.