The New Catholic Ballad.  
To the Tune of Chivy-chace.  

GOOD People all to me give ear,  
And mark my Story well,  
For such sad things were never heard  
As I to you shall tell:  
The Catholics in England have  
Of late so slandered been.  
And Slaughtered too, that I believe  
The like was never seen:   

For they are slandered with the truth,  
Of which the world doth ring,  
And have been justly slaughtered too,  
A sad, and dismal thing.  
You know their Ancestors did plot  
To kill Elizabeth,  
And blow up James, and by their means  
Good Charles was put to death.   

But if they should deny that they  
This Murder did contrive,  
If I don't prove it then let them  
Me of my life deprive:  
For the Queen Mother's Confessor,  
Aposlate Gough by name,  
One of the Rebels Troopers was  
(To Papists no small shame.)   

And when the fatal stroke, was struck  
Aloud he JUSTICE cried  
And then, with his drawn Sword, amongst  
The People he did ride.  
Du Moulin's Book this Murder too  
Doth on the Papists charge,  
And faith if they dare question him  
He'll prove it more at large.   

Nor since our Gracious King's return  
Have Papists idle been,  
But in their Father's steps have trod,  
And showed their malice keen:  
For they these one and twenty years  
Against him have conspired,  
And all true English Protestants,  
And London they have fired.   

But he that faith there was no Plot,  
Nor is, can be no friend  
To truth, or King, or Parliaments  
(What ere he may pretend:)  
Nay he's a Traitor, and I will  
Show you the Reason why,  
Because he doth in down right terms  
Give to the King the Lye.   

And likewise to four Parliaments,  
To Judges, Truth, and Laws,  
(Which shows the loyalty of such  
As plead the Romish Cause)  
For divers Proclamations,  
A●d Speeches of the King,  
Bo●● Houses Votes, and Judge's sense  
Have clearly proved the thing.   

Yet still they are so impudent,  
As by their Traitorous Tools,  
To justify their innocence  
When ere they meet with Fools.  
But they at last have fooled themselves,  
And their own Plot betrayed;  
And so are taken in the Snare,  
Which they for us had laid:   

For they on Protestants have forged  
Such pitiful Sham-Plots,  
That they have proved their own thereby,  
And Showed themselves mere Sots;  
So that the simplest Protestants  
Do now most plainly see  
That Papists, Traitors, Murderers  
And perjured Villains be.   

But wonder not to hear, or read  
Their wicked treacherous tricks;  
For they are taught they should not keep  
Their Faith with Heretics;  
Nay that the greatest sins, against  
Divine and Humane Laws,  
Are none, but meritorious acts,  
If done t' advance their Cause.   

Hence we may learn what to expect  
From such false bloody Knaves;  
If they prevail we must be slain,  
Or Beggars live, and Slaves:  
Therefore good Lord preserve our King,  
And grant him long to Reign,  
That into England Popery  
May ne'er be brought again.   
FINIS.   

LONDON, Printed for E. Rydal, 1681.