The CONSPIRACY: OR, The Discovery of the Fanatic Plot.  
To the Tune of, Let Oliver now be forgotten, etc.  

I.  
LEt Pickering now be forgotten,  
Old Rumbold has wiped off his scores;  
Since Presbyter Jack went a Plotting,  
The Jesuits turned out of Doors:  
For Brewing, swilling of Treason,  
King-killing without reason,  
Of all the Pack,  
Noble or Peasant,  
None can exceed old Presbyter Jack.   

II.  
First, the hot Sectaries Voted,  
'Twas Treason to murder the King;  
And next the bold Regicides Plotted  
To compass the very same Thing:  
Their Votes and Arbitrary Power,  
That sent the Lords to the Tower,  
We now see plain,  
Every hour,  
They'd the old Game play over again.   

III.  
Rumsey and Rumbold indented  
At Hodsden their Ambush to bring;  
But Heaven and the Fire prevented,  
And Providence guarded the KING:  
The Whigs the Treason propounded;  
But when the Trumpet sounded  
For Cambridgeshire,  
All were confounded,  
Taken or fled both Peasant and Peer.   

iv  
M— for Wit, who was able  
To make to a Crown a pretence,  
The Head and the Hope of the Rabble,  
A Loyal and Politic Prince:  
But now He's gone into Holland,  
To be a King of no- Land,  
Or else must be  
Monarch of Poland;  
Was ever Son so Loyal as He?   

V  
Lord G G —y, and A—ng the Bully,  
That Prudent and Politic Knight,  
Who made of His Grace such a Cully,  
Together have taken their flight:  
Is this your Races, Horse-matches,  
His Grace's swift Dispatches  
From Shire to Shire,  
Under the Hatches,  
Now above-Deck you dare not appear.   

VI  
Brave R— l, and S S —y the Bully,  
That stood for the holy Old Cause;  
And Trenchard drawn in for a Cully  
In spite of Allegiance and Laws;  
And Wildman too, with his Cannon,  
With Walcot, Smith, and Aaron,  
With Mead and Bourn,  
Every Man, on  
To Tyburn goes the next in his Turn:   

VII.  
Next Valiant and Noble Lord H—,  
That formerly dealt in Lambs-wool,  
Who knows what it is to be Towered,  
By Impeaching may fill the jails full:  
And next to him Cully B— n  
The Wit; and famous Hambden  
Must take his place,  
Who did abandon  
All Loyalty, Religion and Graco.   

VIII.  
Hone, and Rowse, the King and His Brother  
That they were to kill 'em confessed,  
And now they hang up one another,  
Holms, Blaney, Lee, Walcot and West:  
May all such Traitors discarded,  
To Tyburn be well guarded,  
And every thing  
Be so rewarded,  
That would oppose so Gracious a KING.    

Printed Anno Domini, 1683.