From trusting one that never payeth,
From a private preacher and a public faith,
Libera, etc.

From a vapouring horse and a Roundhead in buff,
From roaring Jack Cavee, with money little enough,
From beads and such idolatrous stuff,
Libera, etc.

From holydays, and all that's holy,
From May-poles and fiddlers, and all that's jolly
From Latin or learning, since that is folly,
Libera, etc.

And now to make an end of all,
I wish the Roundheads had a fall,
Or else were hanged in Goldsmith's Hall.
Amen.

Benedicat Dominus.



Ballad: The Old Protestant's Litany



Against all sectaries
And their defendants,
Both Presbyterians