Lopez a Doctor must by Poison do
What all their Plots have fail’d in hitherto
What will you give me then; the Judas Cries
Full fifty thousand Crowns, t’other replies,
Tis done—but hold, the wretch shall miss his hope,
The Treasons known, and his Reward’s the Rope;
Figure 14.
The Great Tyrone that did so oft embrew
Ireland with Blood, and Popish Plots Renew.
Here vanquisht Swears upon his bended Knee