The Whig Rampant: OR, EXALTATION.  
Being a Pleasant New Song of 82. To a New Tune of, hay Boys up go We.  
 

NOw now the Tories all shall stoop,  
Religion and the Laws,  
And Whigs of Commonwealth get up,  
to Top the Good old Cause:  
Tantivy- Boys shall all go down,  
and haughty Monarchy;  
The Leathern-Cap shall brave the Crown  
Then Hey Boys up go We.   

When once that Anti-ceristian Crew  
are Chrushed and overthrown,  
We'll teach the Nobles how to bow,  
and keep the Gentry down;  
Good Manners has a bad repute,  
and tends to P●ide we see,  
We'll therefore cry all Breeding down,  
And Hey Boys up go We.   

The Name of Lords shall be abhorred,  
for every Man's a Brother,  
What Reason then in Church or State,  
one Man should Rule another?  
Thus having Peeled and Plundered all,  
and Levelled each Degree,  
We'll make their plump young daughters fall  
And Hey Boys up go We.   

What though the King and Parliament,  
cannot accord together,  
We have good cause to be content,  
this is our Sunshine Wether:  
For if Good Reason should take place,  
and they should both agree,  
z— who'd be in a Roundheads case,  
For hay then up go We.   
 

WE'll down with all the Uersities  
where Learning is professed:  
For they still practice and maintain  
the Language of the Beast:  
We'll exercise in ev'ry place,  
and Preach beneath a Tree:  
UUe'l make a Pulpit of a Cask,  
For hay then up go we.   

The UUhigs shall rule Committee-Chair,  
who will such Laws invent,  
As shall Exclude the Lawful Heir  
by Act of Parliament:  
UUe'l cut his Royal Highness down,  
e'en shorter by the Knee:  
That he shall never reach the Throne,  
Then hay Boys up go We.   

UUe'l smite the Idol in Guild-Hal,  
and then (as we were wont)  
UUe'l cry it was a Popish-Plot,  
and Swear those Rogues have done't:  
His Royal Highness to un-throne,  
our Interest will be:  
For if he ere enjoy his own,  
Then hay Boys up go we.   

Rebellion was a Thrveing Trade  
on this our English Coast:  
When Pauls-Church was a Stable m 〈…〉  
then Troopers Ruled the Roast:  
Then Loyalty was called a Crime,  
in Anno Forty-Three:  
A Godly Reformation time,  
For hay then up went we.   

When three great Nations sweat in b 〈…〉  
and many thousand slain:  
The bosom of the Earth bestrewed,  
than Godliness was Gain:  
But now the Days are altered since,  
as College plain did see:  
If we Rebel against our Prince,  
to Tybh go we. urn y   

We'll break the Windows which the W 〈…〉  
of Babylon has Painted,  
And when their B— s are pulled down.  
Our Deacons shall be Sainted:  
Thus having quite Enslaved the town,  
pretending to set Free,  
At last the Gallows claims its own.  
Then hay Boys up go We.   
FINIS.   

Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in West Smithfield.