THE HUMBLE PETITIONS OF HIS MAJESTIES Truly Loyal PROTESTANT Subjects, by some called PRESBYTERIANS, for a blessed Reformation.  
May it please your Majesty,  

WOULD you but banish all your friends,  
And let our Petitioners have their Ends—  
Call 'em good Subjects and make 'em amends;  

This is the time.    

Would you your power of Pardon lose,  
And give us leave to call all those  
( You know your friends) the kingdoms Foes;  

This &c.    

Would your Majesty please to prefer all those  
Who to a Subsidy Bill Hollow out( Noes).  
So by making one friend to assure you ten Foes;  

This &c.    

Would you lets have the soldiery at our Command,  
Disinherit your Brother out of hand,  
And so entail a War upon the Land;  

This &c.    

Would you give M. leave to undo  
Himself and all the Nation too;  
And him that opposes it think your Foe;  

This &c.    

Would your Majesty please to style all those Papists,  
That are not either rank Presbyterians or Atheists,  
And ne're think of th' mistake till it too late is;  

This &c.    

Would you the Lord President disgrace,  
And lets call him Papist to his face,  
And put our friend Harris in L'Estranges place;  

This, &c.    

Would you hang Scroggs, 'tis no matter for reason,  
And all those that won't be perjured in season—  
And give us a Patent for talking of Treason;  

This &c.    

Would your Majesty let us invent and disclose  
Grand frailties in you which no body knows  
And let ours be wink't at, though much greater than those;  

This &c.    

Would you lets into the Prerogative search,  
Lets murder the Bishops and Plunder the Church,  
led the Lords by the Nose, and then leave'em in the Lurch;  

This &c.    

Would you let us the good Old Cause renew.  
Tax evil Counsellors and Tacitly you  
First Straffordize Lauderdale, and next yourself too;  

This is the time.    
And your Petitioners shall ever pray, &c.