THE Plotting Cards Revived, Or, the New game at Forty One.  
To the Tune of, I tell the Dick, etc. 31 May 1681  

The First Part.  

1.  
COme, cut again; the Game's not done,  
Though strangely yet the Cards have run,  
As if they packed had been:  
Most, likely are to lose, and say  
They know not what's next best to Play:  
Such shuffling ne'er was seen.   

2.  
Look well (my Masters) to your hits,  
And have about you all your wits,  
For high the Play does run;  
Three Kingdoms now at stake do lie,  
And Rooks all hocus-tricks do try,  
That ye may be undone.   

3.  
On Clubs and Spades, some wholly bet,  
For they the most are like to get,  
Whilst Hearts in vain contest;  
And Diamonds too, unto their cost  
Who have them, sure are to be lost,  
The Blackest Cards are best.   

4.  
God Bless all King's and Queens, though now  
The best Coat Cards, (the Lord knows how)  
At this preposterous Game,  
Are all like to Commanded be,  
And trumped with all their Royalty,  
By every Knavish Pam.   

5.  
So H●●rson blind (though he be dead,)  
Alive was by blind Fortune led,  
And still did winning go,  
And ever since we find that he,  
Sweep's all with his Effigy,  
The great Pamphilio.   

6.  
Nay Trays and Deuces, which were deemed  
The basest Cards, are now esteemed  
Prime ones to win the Day,  
So that you see, to gain the prize,  
Poor King's and Queens you must despise,  
And Honours throw away.   

7.  
Thus the best Cards are now the worst,  
And what was last is become first,  
No wonder now adays:  
The Nation topsy turvy lies,  
And as 'twere pleased with CONTRARIES,  
At losing Load'um Plays.    

The Second Part.  

8.  
THis is like some Utopian game,  
Where Servant Maids control their Dame,  
And King's are Subjects made;  
Felons their Judges do indite,  
And he a Traitor is down right,  
Who falsely is betrayed.   

9  
A Dunce who never took Degrees,  
But such as led to Villainies,  
A DOCTOR is most sound.  
He who to furnish his own wants,  
Can seize Gold-Cross, or Silver-Saints  
A JUSTICE is renowned.   

10.  
Who Horse to Battle never led,  
But has with many Horses fled,  
Out of his Neighbour's field,  
A CAPTAIN is, and with his word,  
Kills more than with his dull: Sword,  
He ever made to yield.   

11.  
A VILLAIN, who can cheat his Lord  
Cets Chains of Gold, instead of Cord,  
And is from Prison freed:  
For HIM who says he Murdered has,  
A Pardon both for that does pass,  
And all he ever did.   

12.  
WHO for fowl Crimes and Forgeries,  
Has worn the Yoke of Pillories,  
And has been whipped about,  
I● he but add new Perjury,  
He wipes of past Iniquity,  
And speaks Truth without doubt.   

13.  
He that had rather choose to die,  
Then to Redeem his Life and Lie;  
Is the only perjured Rogue:  
And they who Damn themselves to live,  
Sure signs of their Probation give,  
For they're the Saints in vogue.   

14.  
Then Play away, (good Country Man,)  
What Hand's the best, is now most plain,  
And boldly thou may'st Stake;  
A PACK of KNAVES together get,  
And never doubt to win the Set,  
For They the Voll will make.    
FINIS.