A New BALLAD Being a Comparison between one that cut off his own Nose, and another that cut his own Throat to gain Renown.  
Tune of Hang sorrow cast away care, etc.  

I.  
THere is an old story  
That's much to the Glory  
Of one that was called Sophyrus,  
Whose Feats may be read  
Though the man be dead  
By any that are desirous.   

II.  
This man had a Nose  
As you may suppose  
In the middle of his face  
But cut it off clear  
Like a brave Cavalier  
To get the King's good grace.   

III.  
The manner is known  
So we'll let that alone  
Yet by the way you must note  
Though he slashed his face  
In every place  
He had a great care of his throat.   

IV.  
Now will any man dare  
This Wight to compare  
With an Hero that I can name  
Who by cutting his throat  
Grew a man of great note  
And purchased Eternal Fame.   

V.  
Sophyrus did well  
But he doth excel  
If he be but right understood  
For 'tis a plain case  
As the Nose on his Face  
It was done for the people's good.   

VI  
The design was brave  
The people to save  
By letting his own throat bleed  
But the Fiend that repines  
At all good designs  
Did hinder it to succeed.   

VII.  
For his hand being up  
To spill the last drop  
Of the people's saving blood  
He made him flinch  
At the t'other inch  
And so prevented the good▪   

VIII  
So he useth his throat  
For the people to Vote  
Yet some are so wicked to hope  
This obliging knife  
Though it spared his life  
Has marked a fair place for the Rope.   

IX.  
Now who ever bears spleen  
To the King or the Queen  
Or to James the Duke of York,  
He shall have my Vote  
To cut his own Throat  
Provided he'll perfect the work.   
A. T.  
FINIS.