THE Lord Chancellor's Villainies Discovered. Or, His Rise and Fall in the Four Last Years.  
Tune of, hay brave popery, etc.  
 
 

1.  
GOod people, I pray now attend to my Muse,  
I'll sing of a Villain I cannot abuse,  
The Halter and Axe no such men will refuse;  
Sing hay brave Chancellor, oh fine Chancellor,  
delicate Chancellor, oh.   

2.  
'Tis he was the cause of the Nations dismay,  
He hath e'er been a Knave from his birth to this day  
To see the sot hanged we will make Holiday:  
sing hay brave Chancellor, etc.   

3.  
And first I will show what he is in grain;  
I care not a pin for the boobees disdain,  
His deeds now in brief unto you I'll proclaim:  
sing hay, etc.   

4.  
He was the Inventor of Oat's punishment,  
From Newgate to Tyburn, and thither he sent,  
To have him well whipped he gave his consent;  
sing hay brave, etc.   

5.  
The good Mr. Cornish did innocent die,  
And all by this Chancellor's cursed Villainy;  
His blood now from Heaven for Vengeance doth cry;  
sing hay, etc.   

6.  
He was the first Author that opened his Jaws  
To take off the Test and Privilege Laws;  
The beheading of Russel, 'twas he was the cause.  
sing hay, etc.   

7.  
Then next to the West he hurried wi●h speed,  
To murder poor men, a very good deed,  
He made many honest men's hearts for to bleed.  
sing hay, etc.   

8.  
The prisoners to plead to his Lordship did cry,  
but still did make answer, and thus did reply,  
We'll hang you up first, and then after we'll try:  
sing hay, etc.   

9  
Against their petitions then he stopped his Ears,  
And still did create all their doubts and their fears,  
He left the poor Widows and Children in tears;  
sing hay, etc.   

10.  
He was the Inventor that first did promote  
That place called the Ecclesiastical Court,  
And thither he made the poor Clergy resort:  
sing hay brave Chancellor, etc.   

11.  
Of Magdalen-Colledge he thought it most fit  
To turn on the F●llows, a very fine trick,  
And place ●●●her Walker, that cursed Jesuit.  
sing hay brave, etc.   

12.  
Then next to the Tower our Bishops he packed,  
And swore he had done a very good act,  
But now shall be tried for the matter of fact.  
sing hay, etc.   

13.  
And when that the Bishops were brought to betryd  
To accept a petition they humbly desired;  
He swore he would prove it a Libel he cried;  
sing hay, etc.   

14.  
What can he say now the Parliament sits?  
Alas, they will Vote him quite out of his Wits,  
They'll make him run mad, or fall into Fits;  
sing hay brave, etc.   

15.  
In Wapping he thought for to make his escape,  
A very good Jest, but I faith it won't take,  
His head on the bridge must be stuck on a stake;  
sing hay, etc.   

16.  
He many seditious Lines hath penned,  
And sent them to P— his honest friend;  
My Muse she grows weary, and thus she doth end,  
With pox o' Chancellor, villainous Chancellor,  
Damnable Chancellor, oh,    

London, printed in the Year, 1689.