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411. The pillars of popery now are blown down

First Line:
The pillars of popery now are blown down
Last Line:
You may guess by the paw at the bulk of the beast | One thousand &c
DMI number:
4951

412. The plot being thus subtly contrived as you hear

First Line:
The plot being thus subtly contrived as you hear
Last Line:
So prosper all traitors and God save the king | The truth of my story if any one doubt | We have witnesses ready to swear it all out
DMI number:
43152

413. The nymph whose charms employ my muse

First Line:
The nymph whose charms employ my muse
Last Line:
To drink her health whose bread we eat | With a fa la &c
DMI number:
25095

414. The old English cause knocks at every man's door

First Line:
The old English cause knocks at every man's door
Last Line:
And drive for old Rome and get home if he can | No highlander cutpurse shall then give us law | Though the Devil should help him or Tyler and Straw
DMI number:
19512

415. The only way to gain our ends

First Line:
The only way to gain our ends
Last Line:
Which we have kept in store | When a polling &c
DMI number:
11257

416. The proctors are two and no more

First Line:
The proctors are two and no more
Last Line:
And three merry boys are we
DMI number:
42951

417. The Quaker and his brats

First Line:
The Quaker and his brats
Last Line:
A new head to their old mans shoulders | Now since mayor and justice &c
DMI number:
42474

418. The news from abroad does a secret reveal

First Line:
The news from abroad does a secret reveal
Last Line:
That he had been pleased in his hole to remain | If now &c
DMI number:
13312

419. The sire of the gods as old has sung

First Line:
The sire of the gods as old has sung
Last Line:
Though you did run away that you still beat the bull
DMI number:
18108

420. The spring's now in its infancy the spring

First Line:
The spring's now in its infancy the spring
Last Line:
That she by silence had her freedom lost | Let him to morrow love that never has loved | Let him to morrow that love's joys has proved
DMI number:
8586