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 There's Harry the fourth, a warlike wight,

And Harry the fifth, like a cock won fight;

And Tiddy the fourth like a chick wou'd pout,

Tho' his grandſon Dickie had kick'd him out.

Yet barring, &c.

There's Tiddy the fifth was kill'd in bed,

By butchering Dick, who was knock'd in the head.

Then Harry the ſeventh in fame grew big;

And Harry the eighth was as fat as a pig.

Yet barring, &c.

With Tiddy the ſixth we had tranquil days,

Tho' Mary made fire and faggot to blaze!

And good Queen Beſs was a glorious dame!

And bonny King Jamie from Scotland came.

Yet barring, &c.

Charlie the firſt was a Martyr made,

And Charlie the ſecond was a comical blade;

And Jamie the fecond, when hotly ſpur'd,

Ran away, do ye ſee me, from Willy the third.

Yet barring, &c.

Queen Anne was victorious by land and ſea,

And Geordie the firſt did with glory ſway,

And ſince Geordie the ſecond has long been dead,

Long life to the Geordie we have in his ſtead;

And may his ſons ſons, to the end o’ the chapter,

Come all to be King's in their turn.