England's TRIUMPH. OR THE RUMP ROUTED By the true Assertor of England's Interest, general George Monck.  
A sonnet  
To the Tune of, Fill up the Parliament full.  

WHat maketh the soldiers  
To stand to their Arms?  
'Tis for what they protest  
To keep us from harms,  
The Members Secluded  
Come now in by Swarms  

To fill up the Parliament Full, full, full.  
To fill up the Parliament Full.    

You know that the City Gates  
Late were thrown down,  
The Walls too were ordered  
By Parliament Frown:  
But General Monck, has pleased  
Soldier and Gown,  

And filled up the Parliament  
And filled up the Parliament Full.    

A dispute there was had  
By the Members Secluded,  
Brave Monck was the Umpire  
And found them Deluded,  
But England's great joy  
Is now wholly Concluded:  

For he's filled up the Parliament Full, full, fu●●  
He's filled up the Parliament full.    

Sir Arthur the Valiant  
Must make his speech Large,  
Lest the Members Excluded  
Lay Treason to's Charge,  
he'd better t'have dealt  
With his Newcastle Barge,  

Than to see the Old Parliament Full, full, full  
Than to see the Old Parliament full.    

The Aldermen Grave,  
And the Commons o'th' City,  
Imprisoned were  
The more is the Pity,  
But Gen'ral Monck said,  
That I will acquit ye,  

For the Parliament now shall be full, full, full  
For the Parliament now shall be full:    

Have you not seen  
Fresh flowers in the Spring;  
And have you not heard  
A Cage-Bird to sing?  
But if the Cage-Members  
Would bring in the King—  

It would fill up the Parliament Full, full, full;  
It would fill up the Parliament full.    

The Parliament now will  
Come into their jeers,  
For Secluded PRYN  
(That once lost his Ears)  
Marched in with his Rapier  
For Commons and Peers,  

To fill up the Parliament Full, full, full,  
To fill up the Parliament full.    

Whose often Declaring  
Has furnished the Nation  
With Parliament Arguments  
Of the old Fashion,  
And would have both  
King, Lords and Peers in this Nation  

To fill up the Parliament Full, full, full  
To fill up the Parliament full.    

Our brave General Monck  
We bound are to thank,  
The Honest Lord Fairfax  
Has played (too) his Prank  
No thanks to be given  
To the Rump nor the Shank  

To fill up the Parliament Full, full, full  
To fill up the Parliament full.    

Had the City ne'er moved,  
Nor the Prentices strove,  
They'd lost their Old Charter:  
But MONCK had a love  
To challenge the Grand Ones  
Which Mischiefs did move;  

And so filled up the Parliament Full, full, full,  
And so filled up the Parliament full.     

LONDON, Printed for James Johnson.