Litany

I

From a Ruler that's a Currse,
And a Government that's worse;
From a Prince that Rules by awe,
Whose tyrannick will's his Law;
From an Armed Councell bord,
And a scepter that's a Sword,
Libera nos , etc.

II

From a Kingdom, that from health
Sickens to a Commonwealth;
From such Peers as stayne there blood,
And are nether wise; nor good;
From a Gentry steept in Potts,
From unkennellers of Plotts,
Libera nos , etc.

III

From a Church without Divines,
And a Presbiter that whines;
From John Calvin, and his Pupills,
From a sentence without Scrupells,
From a Clergy without Letters,
And a Free-State bound in fetters,
Libera nos , etc.

IV

From the bustle of the Towne,
And the knavish tribe o' th' Gown,
From long bills where wee are debters,
From Bum-Bailiffs, and their Setters,
From the tedious City Lectures,
And Thanksgiveings for Protectors,
Libera nos , etc.

V

From ill victualls when we dine,
And a Taverne with ill wine;
From vile smoke in a short pipe,
And a Landlord that will gripe,
From long reck'nings, and a Wench
That clapps in English; or in French,
Libera nos , etc.

VI

From demeanes whose barren soyle
Ne're produc't the Barly oyle;
From such a friend as only is,
Distinguisht by Risibilis,
And from all Lyars, and from those
Who write nonsense Verse; or Prose,
Libera nos , etc.

VII

From a virgin that's noe Mayd,
From a kicking, stombling Jade,
From false servants, and a scold,
From all women that are old,
From loud tongues that never lye,
And from a domestick spye;
Libera nos , etc.

VIII

From a domineering Spouse,
From a smoaky, durty house,
From foul Linnen, and the noyse
Of yonge children, Girles or Boyes,
From ill Beds, and full of fleas,
From a wife with Essences;
Libera nos , etc.

IX

From Trepans of Wicked men,
From the interest of Tenn,
From Rebellion, and the sense
Of a Wounded Conscience;
Lastly, from the Poet's Evill,
From his highnesse, and the Devill,
Libera nos , etc.
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