And spake, his voice I’ll not forget.
Then to the Duke in haste they’re bound,
And claim’d the thirty thousand pound.
The Duke thought now the work was done,
When Charlie’s head was to him shown;
Call’d in all out upon command,
And caus’d the militia to disband;
The ships of war went to the south
And Charles’ death did pass for truth.
He then for London took his rout,