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MARCHING ALONG

Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King,

Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing;

And, pressing a troop unable to stoop

And see the rogues nourish and honest folk droop,

Marched them along, fifty-score strong,5

Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song:

God for King Charles! Pym and such carles

To the Devil that prompts 'em their treasonous parles!

Cavaliers, up! Lips from the cup,

Hands from the pasty, nor bite take nor sup.10

Till you're—

Chorus.—Marching along, fifty-score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song.

Hampden to hell, and his obsequies' knell

Serve Hazelrig, Fiennes, and young Harry as well!15

England, good cheer! Rupert is near!

Kentish and loyalists, keep we not here,

Chorus.—Marching along, fifty-score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song?

Then, God for King Charles! Pym and his snarls20

To the Devil that pricks on such pestilent carles!

Hold by the right, you double your might;

So, onward to Nottingham, fresh for the fight.

Chorus.—March we along, fifty-score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song!