1691.
William III.
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Lay by your Reaſon.
[The Jacobite author of this ballad, whilſt ſatiriſing the government of William, affects a ſympathy for the non-jurors, whoſe clamour upon the appointment of biſhops to the vacant ſees revived for a ſeaſon the expiring hopes of James’s adherents.]
To the tune of “Love lies Bleeding.”
Lay by your reaſon,
Truth’s out of ſeaſon,
Rebellion now is loyalty, and loyalty is treaſon;
Now forty-one, Sir,
Is quite undone, Sir;
A ſubject then depoſed a King, but now ’is by a Son, Sir.
The Nation’s ſalvation
From mal-adminiſtration
Was then pretenc’d by the Saints, but now ’tis abdication.
Truth’s out of ſeaſon,
Rebellion now is loyalty, and loyalty is treaſon;
Now forty-one, Sir,
Is quite undone, Sir;
A ſubject then depoſed a King, but now ’is by a Son, Sir.
The Nation’s ſalvation
From mal-adminiſtration
Was then pretenc’d by the Saints, but now ’tis abdication.
And now the caſe, Sir,
Bears another face, Sir;
Billy had a mind to reign, and Jemmy muſt give place, Sir.
Bears another face, Sir;
Billy had a mind to reign, and Jemmy muſt give place, Sir.
