The Tyrannical Usurpation OF THE INDEPENDENT CLOAK OVER THE EPISCOPAL GOWN.  By A.C.& P.C. 

COme buy my new Ballad,  
I have't in my Wallet,  
But it will not I fear me please every Pallar;  
Then mark what ensueth,  
I swear by my youth  
That every Line in my Ballad is truth,  
A Ballad of wit, and a Ballad of worth,  
It is newly Printed, and newly come forth;  
'twas made of a Cloak that fell out with a Gown,  
That cramped all the Kingdom, and crippl'd the Crown.   

Ile tell you in brief  
A story of grief,  
That happened when Cloak was Commander in Chief:  
It tore Common Prayers,  
imprisoned Lord Mayors,  
In one day it voted down Prelates and plays,  
It made people perjured in point of Obedience,  
The Covenant outed the Oath of Allegiance.  
Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down,  
That cramped all the Kingdom, and crippl'd the Crown.   

It was a Black Cloak,  
In good time bee't spoken,  
That killed many thousands, but never struck stroke,  
With Hatchet and Rope,  
The Forlorn Hope  
Did join with the Devil to pull down the Pope.  
It set all the Sects in the City to work,  
And rather then fail, 'twould have brought in the Turk.  
Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down,  
That cramped all the Kingdom, and crippl'd the Crown.   

It seized on the Tower-Guns,  
Those fierce Demigorgons,  
It brought in Bagpipes, and pulled down the Organs.  
The Pulpits did smoke,  
The Churches did choke:  
And all our Religion was turned to Cloak:  
It brought in Lay-Elders could not writ nor red;  
If set public Faith up, and pulled down the Creed.  
Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down,  
That cramped all the Kingdom, and crippl'd the Crown.   

The pious Impostor  
Such Fury did foster,  
It left us no penny, nor no Pater noster.  
It threw to the ground  
Ten Commandments down,  
And set up twice twenty times ten of his own.  
He Routed the King, and the Kings servants Menial,  
And set up a power of Traytors Triennial.  
Then let us endeavour to throw the Cloak down,  
That cox'd all the Kingdom, and cozened the Crown.   

To blind peoples eyes,  
This Cloak was so wise,  
It took down shipmoney, and set up Excise.  
Men brought in their Plate,  
For Reasons of State,  
And gave to Tom Trumpeter and his Mate:  
In Pamphlets it writ many specious Epistles,  
To cousin poor Wenches of Bodkins and whistels.  
Then let us endeavour to pull this Cloak down,  
That cheated the Kingdom, and crippl'd the Crown.   

In Pulpits it moved,  
And was much approved,  
For crying, Fight out the Lords Battles Beloved.  
It Bobtail'd the Crown,  
Put Prelacy down.  
It trode on the mitre to reach at the Crown;  
And into the Field it an Army did bring,  
To aim at the Council, and shoot at the King.  
Then let us endeavour to pull this Cloak down,  
That cheated the Kingdom, and crippl'd the Crown.   

It raised up States;  
Whose politic Pates  
Do now keep their Quarters on our City Gates.  
To Father and Mother,  
To Sister and Brother,  
It gave out Commission to kill one another.  
They took up mens Horses at very low Rates,  
And plundered our Goods to secure our Estates.  
Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down,  
That cramped all the Kingdom, and catched at the Crown.   

This Cloak did proceed  
To a damnable dead,  
And made the best mirror of Majesty bleed.  
Though he did not do't,  
He set it on foot,  
In Raising and Calling his Journey men to't.  
For never had come such a bloody Disaster,  
If Cloak had not first drawn a Sword on his Master.  
Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down,  
That cramped all the Kingdom, and catched as the Crown.   

Though some of them went home  
By sorrowful sentence,  
This Lofty Long Cloak is not moved to Repentance:  
But he and his men  
Twenty thousand times ten  
Are Plotting to do their Tricks over again.  
But let this proud Cloak to Authority stoop,  
Or Dun will provide him a Button and Loop.  
For we will endeavour to pull this Cloak down,  
That lately did sever the Head from the Crown.    

LONDON, Printed for Gideon Andrews. 1663.