Riddle of the Roundhead. An Excellent New SONG.  
To the Tune of, Now at last the Riddle is Expounded.  

1.  
NOw at last the Riddle is Expounded,  
Which so long the Nation has Confounded;  
For the Roundhead  
Gins the Game again,  
Which so long the played in Forty four,  
Now with greater hope;  
For the fine Sham-Plots will ne'er give over,  
Till they piously have routed King and Pope.   

2.  
Anthony that Worm of Reformation,  
Who of Commonwealths has laid Foundation,  
Which the Nation  
So hotly does pursue;  
Let him be rewarded in the Tower,  
For his Merits due:  
By that busy Plotting head laid lower,  
We may perhaps escape what might ensue.   

3.  
Perkin make fine Legs to th' shouting Rabble,  
Who to makes him King he thinks are able;  
But the Bauble  
Is only showed for use:  
The silly Idiot serves but for a Toll still,  
For Knaves to work their Feats,  
And will remain a dull mistaken Fool still,  
For all their damned Cabals and Wapping Treats.   

4,  
The most zealous Parliament devoted,  
For the public good devoutly Voted,  
Pray note it,  
That the Duke must ne'er be King;  
And like honest faithful Loyal Subjects,  
His Majesty implore,  
To sign their pious and Religious Projects,  
Or else the threatened King must Reign no more.   

5.  
The Renowned Work of Reformation,  
To be carried on throughout the Nation,  
In a passion  
They Vote the Canons down;  
Acts and Statutes all must be confounded,  
Law and Justice too,  
To make way for the proud Rebellious Roundhead,  
That they once more the Nation may undo.   

6.  
Lords and Bishops both are useless Voted,  
And the Factious Crew who gravely Plotted,  
Are ●o●ed  
For Lords and Commons too:  
Whigs and Brumighams' wi●h sham's and Stories,  
Are true Protestants,  
And Protestants are Masquerad●s and Tories,  
The Modern Reformation of the Saints.   

7.  
Old Queen Bess that made the best Indentures,  
Good King Jemmy too against Dissenters,  
He ventures  
To turn them out of doors;  
To take in Quakers, Puritan and Ranters,  
The Parliament implores,  
To build a Kirk of Whigs and Covenanters,  
And make a Lawful Race of Sons of Whores.   

8.  
Rowley now with Wisdom and grave Reason,  
To prevent the swift approaching Treason,  
In season  
Put a period to their strife;  
In Oxford all their Stratagems confounded,  
The Roguish Joiner too.  
And may no better Fate attend the Roundhead,  
That would the Church and Monarchy subdue.   

9  
Oxford Loyal Youths who scorn to Shame us,  
With a perjured Bill of Ignoramus,  
Or name us  
For Loyal, Traitors known;  
Soon found a flaw i'th' bottom of the Joiner,  
By Justice and the Laws,  
Of Church and Commonwealth an Underminer,  
Who fell a Martyr in the Good Old Cause.   

10.  
Now for shame ye Zealots be confounded,  
Boast no more Allegiance, since a Roundhead  
Is grounded  
Upon the Holy Shame:  
How dare ye talk of Loyalty, a Hater  
Of Justice, King and Laws,  
Since the Whiggish Protestant is found a Traitor,  
And dies a Martyr in the Good Old Cause.    

LONDON, Printed by Nath. Thompson, Anno Dom. 1682