It batter’d their Gunkirk,
And so it did their Spainkirk,
That he is fled, and swears the devil
Is in Dunkirk.
He that can tower,
Or he that is lower,
Would be judged a fool to put
Away his power.
Take books and rent ’em,
Who can invent ’em,
When that the sword replies,
Negatur argumentum.
Your brave college-butlers
Must stoop to the sutlers;
There’s ne’er a library
Like to the cutlers’.
The blood that was spilt, sir,
Hath gain’d all the gilt, sir;
Thus have you seen me run my
Sword up to the hilt, sir.
THE STATE’S NEW COIN.
The coinage issued during the Protectorate of Cromwell, consisted of pieces having on the obverse side a shield with St George’s cross, encircled by a laurel and palm branch, and the words, “The Commonwealth of England.” On the reverse side was the legend, “God with us,” and two shields, bearing the arms of England and Ireland.
Saw you the State’s money new come from the Mint?
Some people do say it is wonderous fine;
And that you may read a great mystery in’t,
Of mighty King Nol, the lord of the coin.
They have quite omitted his politic head,
His worshipful face, and his excellent nose;
But the better to show the life he had led,
They have fix’d upon it the print of his hose.
For, if they had set up his picture there,
They needs must ha’ crown’d him in Charles’s stead;
But ’twas cunningly done, that they did forbear,
And rather would set up aught else than his head.