A HUE and CRY AFTER A JACOBITE, OR LOVISIAN: And a True Character to Know and Distinguish HIM.  
Licenced August the 5 th'.  
A JACOBITE or Lovisian, is a certain Animal of the Doubtful Gender, with an English Face, a French Heart, a Jesuits Conscience, and an Irish Valour, a Creature with a Brazen-Fore-head, a Thick Skull, Hair Brains, Bogtrotting Feet, Supple Hams, and Bloodthirsty Arms. He prusues the last Syllable of his Name, to By't and Stab a Christian to the Heart, and afterwards Begs his Pardon, that he was mistaken, assuring that no more Blood, (till he has another Opportunity,) shall be shed upon his account he Displays a Red Banner, with the device, or Motto, of Ninnie Mac Nero, Jemy Transub, to show that he maintains the cause of the Scarlet Whore, but is grown of late so wonderful Bashful at the approach of an Enemy, that he avoids and shuns his Company as Beggars do a Whipping-post, yet he boasts that he is of the Race of Noddites, and retains the Principles of Cain the Murderer, and bears the Arms of Issachar, being an Ass Couchant, and seems descended from Esau. being so ready to Truck away an Invaluable Birth right of Liberty, and Property, for a French Kick-shaw and a Nauseous Mess of Irish Pottage; he styles himself an English man, yet acts in all things as Antipodes to his Native Country, and pretends high, and Swears, God damn him, he is of the Church of England; but as he understands not her Doctrine, so he dishonours her by his Lewd Conversation, and is looked upon by his Parishioners as a Thief, who secretly steals himself therein, to give opportunity to let his Complotters in to Rob the house. He is a Grab Protestant that Crawls Backwards towards Ireland, or at Best, the Cars Foot, which the Romish Monkeys makes use of to pull their sinking Cause out of the Fire.  
This Creature is a Protestant in Masquerade, a Jesuits Advocate, a Popish Solicitor, a King James' Votary; and tho' they Load him like Asses with Burdens, has not the wit to foresee they only put upon him to do their Drudgery, and must expect Polyphemus' Courtesy, To be devoured the Last; to talk Soberly with him of Religion, he flappes you over the Mouth with Fanaticism, and Faction, and Confutes you with the Appellation of Confounded Whig, and tho' he was one of the first that assisted in Endeavouring our Blessed Reformation, pursuing those Wild Boars that would have rooted up the Constitution, and break the Balance of our happy Government, yet for want of the gratification his Ambitiom aimed at, turns a Grumbletonian Rebel to King William, Sowing the Tares of Sedition, but will reap Hemp in Exchange, and the Hangman will have the Cutting of many of them of the Simples: His discourse is all Shame, Noise, and Nonsense, whose Wit and Courage bears equal force with that of his Cause. His Breeches are empty of Cash, to cheat the Pickpockets withal. Whereby you may know him by the Chalk on People's doors, and that he is certain in nothing, but breaking of his word.  
In fine a True Jacobite, is Transubstantiated into a State Caterpillar, which devours every green thing in a flourishing Kingdom, being far more pernicious and destructive to this British Isle, than the Locusts and Caterpillars were to Egypt; for they Stab Liberty and Property to the very Heart, that themselves, like Beasts of Prey, may wholly live upon Spoil and Rapine, fit Subjects only for Nabuchadnezzar, to herd with the wild Asses in the Desert, to tell a First Rate Jacobite, of the Glorious Progress of King William's Arms, against the Enemy in Ireland, he Replies, what's that to the Success of the Fleet, and the designs of that Invincible Monarch the Grand Lewis, who with his Missionary Draggoons is on the Coast, to settle both the Protestant Religion, and King James in the Throne: to Ask him, who shall adventure to put the Chain about the Lion's Neck when he comes amongst us? he'll Answer, we ought to trust Providence, and Consider of that afterwards, Preaching up the Doctrine of Jure Divino-ship, Nonresistance, and Passive Obedience, and has the Vanity to Cajole us, That the French King will Religiously preserve both our Liberties and our Laws, using the Protestants with the like tenderness as his own Subjects, meaning the Hugonots; But he is grown of late so squeemish that a Lawful Oath strangely disturbs his Maw, but on a sudden the Muligrub's have Violently possessed him, and is taken with a fit of Singing Lacrymae to his Cause; the Truth is, to miscarry thus in Projects, would make a Priest out-swear a losing Gamester. But Cheers and Bovys himself up, with the Glimmering prospect of a French descent, tho' 'tis not in the least doubted, the Destruction they design for this Nation, will Revert upon their own Heads, and then their Boasted Loyalty will extend no farther, than a few Drunken Healths, turning Rebel to the Idol they set up, for let him Roar and Swagger what he can, he'll continue no farther Faithful, than as his Prince drops his Pence, for it's not the Cause, like that of Old Hodg. but the Crust he barks for.   

Printed at London, and reprinted at Edinburgh▪ 1690.