Saint Innocent[s’], whose earth devours
Dead Corps in four and twenty hours,
And there the King was kill’d.
The Bastile, and Saint Dennis street,
The Chastelet, like London Fleet;
The Arsenal is no toy;
But if you will see the pretty thing,
Oh go to Court and see the King,
Oh he is a hopeful boy.
He is of all [his] Dukes and Peers