Come buy my new Ballad  
I have't in my Wallet,  
But 'twill not I fear please every Palate:  
Then mark what ensu'th,  
I swear by my youth,  
That every line in my Ballad is truth:  
A Ballad of wit, a brave Ballad of worth:  
'tis 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.   
THE CLOAK'S KNAVERY.  

COME buy my New Ballad,  
I have't in my Wallet,  
Tho twill not, I fear, please every Palate:  
Then mark what ensu'th,  
For I swear by my Youth,  
That every Line in my Ballad is Truth:  
A Ballad of Wit, a brave Ballad of Worth,  
'tis newly Printed and newly come Forth.  
' Twas made of a Cloak that fell out with the Gown,   

That cramped all the Kingdom and crippl'd the Crown.   

Ill 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 Play'rs,  
It made People perjured in Point of Obedience,  
And the covenant did cut off the Oath of Allegiance.   

Then let us endeavour to pull the Cloak down,  
That cramped, &c.   

It was a Black Cloak,  
In good Time be it spoken  
It killed many Thousands, but never struck Stroke;  
With Hatchet and Rope,  
The forlorn Hope,  
It joined with the Devil to pull down the Pope;  
It set all the Sects in the City to Work,  
And rather than fail 'twould have brought in the Turk.   

Then let us Endeavour, &c.   

It seized on the tower Guns,  
Those fierce Demi-gorgons,  
It set up the Bag-pipes, but pulled down the Organs,  
The Pulpits did smoke,  
Our church it did choke,  
And all our Religion was turned to a Cloak;  
It brought in lay Elders could not writ or red:  
It set public Faith up, but pulled down the Creed;   

Then let us endeavour, &c.   

This 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 its own:  
It routed the King and Villains elected  
To plunder all those whom they thought Disaffected   

Then let us Endeavour, &c   

To blind Peoples Eyes  
This Cloak was so Wise,  
It took off Ship Money, but set up Excise:  
Men brought in their Plate  
For Reasons of State  
And gave it to Tom Trumpete● and his Mate:  
In Pamphlets it wrote many specious Epistles  
To Couzen poor Wenches of Bodkins and whistels.   

Then let us Endeavour, &c.   

In Pulpits it moved,  
And was much Approved  
For Crying out, Fight the 〈…〉 Battles beloved;  
It Bobtail'd the Gown,  
pulled 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 but shoot at the King.   

Then let us Endeavour, &c.   

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 a Commission to kill one another:  
It took up Men's Horses at very low Rates  
And plundered our Goods to se●ure our Estates.   

Then let us Endeavour, &c.   

This Cloak did proceed  
To a Damnable dead,  
It made the best mirror of Majesty Bleed:  
Tho' Cloak did not do't  
It set it on Foot  
By rallying and calling his Journey Men to't:  
For never had come such a bl●●dy Disaster  
If Cloak had not first drawn a Sword at his Master.   

Then let us Endeavour, &c.   

Tho some of 'em went hence  
By sorrowful Sentence,  
This lofty long Cloak is not moved to Repentance;  
But he and his Men,  
Twenty Thousand times Ten,  
Are Ploting to do their Tricks over again:  
But let this proud Cloak to Authority stoop,  
Or Catch will provide him a Button and Loop,   

For we'll ever endeavour, &c.