The Protestant Grind-Stone.  

Queen  
King  
Schomberg   
Old Holy Father, there was once a time  
When Clemency was thought a mortal Crime  
For heretics no pitty you could find:  
But most Severely did their Faces grinned.  
The time's now turned, harsh Stripes upon you fall.  
Too well deserved, and this is done that all  
Who see the Whore of Babylon may Say.  
Shee's pox't, because her nose is worn away.