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The Second Part of St. George for England.
To the Tune of, To drive the cold Winter away.
Now the Rump is confounded, there’s an end to the Round-head, Who hath been such a bane to our Nation; He hath now plai’d his part, and ‘s gone out like a fart, Together with his ‘Reformation’. For by his good favour, he hath left an ill savour, But’s no matter, we’ll trust him no more; Kings and Queens may appear, once again, in our sphere, Now the Knaves are turn’d out of door. I should have never have thought that a Monk could have wrought Such a reformation so soon: That House, which of late was the jakes of the State, Will ere long be a House of Renown. How good wits did jump, in abusing the Rump, Whilst the House was press’d by the Rabble; But our Hercules Monk, though it grievously stunk, Now hath cleansed that Augean-stable
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