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[Pepys Collection, V. 32.]

Monmouth Routed,

and taken Prisoner with his Pimp the Lord Grap. A Song.

TO THE TUNE OF, King James's Jigg. [See p. 668.]

Ive thousand Pound for James the Scot,1

That squeez'd out the garbish and guts of the Plot,

The Roaring Cannons did fright him away,
Yet Lumley secured his Pimp the Lord Gray;
The Bishop of Winchester3 brought up the Guns,
Cry'd, "Fire, brave Soldiers! the Enemy runs;
Tho' it's dark, you may see their Presbyter Bands,
A Foot lower cuts off all the Rebels that stands."

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Brave Feversham and Grafton did stand,
And Eagle-ey'd Oglethrop's worthy command;
He spy'd the Rebels like Thieves draw near,
At One in the Morning, ere Day did appear;
Yet all was in readiness, took the Alarms,
The word was given, "To Arms! to Arms!"
The Cannons' sweet Musick the Soldiers charms,
Whilst Mars was assistant 'gainst Rebels and harms.

Brave Albemarle lay fair for their flight,
And Beauford in Bristol secur'd the King's Right;
As soon as ever the Day did appear,

Brave Pembroke fell foul o' th' Rout in the Rear.
Then began the stress of the Fray,

away:

Gray turn'd Tails, with his Horns made
"God curse me," quoth Gray, "if longer I stay;
I never before saw so Bloody a day."

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Then Monmouth cry'd out, "O Gray! for my life,
Stand by me this brunt, and ne'er think of thy wife!"
Then Gray swore, "Damme, thou'st made me a Beast;
My Breeches are foul, I'le run home to be drest."
The King's Army, both Horse and Foot,

Fought through the Rebels, through fire and blood,
And cut down the Enemies, all that stood:

Then Monmouth ran foremost, and thought it was good.

This was the success of our fine Fop Things, That came for to conquer the greatest of Kings, Whose Commanders and Soldiers sooner would dye In the Field of Honour than ever to flye.

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Monmouth Routed and taken Prisoner:

We all their Standards there did gain,
And all their Cannons add to our Train,
While our Army doth flourish upon the Plain,
With Trophies of Honour and lasting Fame.

And now they are beating the Bushes to find
A King, that left all his great Champions behind;
Who rob'd the Churches in three weeks' Reign,"1
And Ravish'd young Virgins within the same:
Three golden Bibles [we took] in his Flag,
Three Hackney sooч, and his running Nag!
True Protestant-Prince, of which Presbyters brag,
Is catch'd under a Hedge in a lousie rag.' 12

A fair Conclusion o' th' King in the West,
His Knights of the Garter instal'd in hast[e];
Lord Keeper and Secretaries of State,13
Made under a Hedge, at his Court-without-Gate;
The George and Star, without crack or fledge,

To Fools not deserving a Porter's Badge;

Like the King of the Gipsies touch'd Mall and Madge,

At his Majestie's Court, given under a Hedge.

Finis.

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London, Printed for James Dean, Bookseller, between the Royal Grove and the Helmet in Drury Lane.

[White-letter. Roman type, italic for emphasized words. Date, July, 1685.]

Notes on

"Monmouth Routed and Taken Prisoner."

On p 662 we give the Attainder of Monmouth, and the Proclamation of him (deprived of his titles) as James Scott; the reward offered for his apprehension, alive or dead, being £5,000.

2 Richard Lord Lumley was at Ringwood in Hampshire with the Sussex militia. Two of his scouts seized Grey, who was tired of his sham rebellion, and said, "Since we landed I have not had one comfortable meal or one quiet night! " Lumley became a Revolutionist, created Earl of Scarborough, April 10, 1689.

3 Dr. Peter Mews, or Meaux, consecrated in 1684 Bishop of Winchester, took a prominent part in resistance to the insurrection, rightly holding it to be an attack on the Church of England, as well as on the sovereignty of James II. He had served abroad in the army long before. When there was a difficulty found in bringing up the cannon, he is said to have lent his own coach-horses, and directed the fire. After Sedgemoor he endeavoured, with Dr. Ken at Wells, to repress the ferocity of the victors, and succour the distressed.

4 See pp. 657 and 706 for squibs against Lewis Duras, Earl of Feversham. In Buckingham's "Sedgemoor: a Farce, rehearsed at Whitehall," when the Lord supposes that F. must have been posted in a strong position, he replies, "O! begarra, very strong, vid de great river between me and de rebella, calla, de Brooka de Gutter." On which the Lady makes comment, "But they say, my Lord, there was no water in that Brook of the Gutter?" (which is one of Buckingham's unscrupulous lies; false or true. he flung mud, hoping that it might stick). The General replies, "Begar madama, but dat no be my faulta.

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Begar, me no hander de water from coma; if no will rain, begar me no can make de rain." And when she enquires, “But why did you not go to some other place?" he judiciously replies, conclusively at any rate, "O pardon me, madama, you no understand de ting! He knew his way, with the sex, like P. J. Bailey :

For mark how rarely women follow out

A train of reasoning; they've no time to doubt:
You argue with them a whole Summer's day,
And they'll refute whatever you don't say.

5 A handsome man, not devoid of military courage and some little skill, but of manners almost brutal, with ignorance that exposed him to continual ridicule, Henry Fitzroy (second son of Barbara Palmer), Baron of Sudbury, Viscount Ipswich, Earl of Euston, and Duke of Grafton, had the good fortune to marry the lovely and celebrated "Tatta," Isabella, daughter of Harry Bennett, Earl of Arlington; and she had the greater good fortune to lose him in 1690, when he was killed by a cannon ball at the siege of Cork, under Marlborough. She was only five years old when married to him on 1st of August, 1672, and he was not more than nine. They were re-married in 1679. "The King would have it so, and there was no going back." Her first child, a boy, was born in 1683, and, she survived to 1732. Grafton felt no sympathy with Monmouth's pretensions. He led his five hundred men into a green lane which was exposed to a raking fire. He himself turned traitor to his uncle James, and supported Orange.

6 Note on Colonel Oglethorpe is given later, on p. 705, No. 4.

7 Christopher Monk, second Duke of Albemarle, was Lord Lieutenant of Devonshire, at Exeter, when the landing at Lyme took place. His quietly contemptuous answer to Monmouth's Letter is given on p. 648. There was a fine nature in great part wasted in this Christopher Monk, whose death at Jamaica in 168 closed a career strangely contrasted with that of his politic father, George Monk, "the King-Maker."

8 That the rebels within Bristol had set on fire one of the ships in the harbour in hope of causing such confusion as might give an opportunity for Monmouth's followers to gain possession of the place, half-willing to surrender, was understood by Henry Somerset, the first Duke of Beaufort. He kept his men together, and declared that, were all Bristol to burn, the rebels should be withstood. This was a bitter loss of entry to Monmouth. Success in Bristol might have done much. 9 A note on Thomas Herbert, eight Earl of Pembroke, is No. 6 on p. 706. 10 Of Grey's cowardice or incompetence Monmouth had previously been warned, after the gross misconduct at Bridport, but he was not superseded, perhaps from fear of losing the only man of rank who had joined. Had Andrew Fletcher not been sent away (after killing Dare), the cavalry would have been better commanded. 11 The riotous acts at Wells were severely punished, when Jeffereys at midSeptember found five hundred prisoners there awaiting trial. Of these ninetyseven (or two more) were put to death after sentence, and three hundred and eighty-five (or two less) were transported to the Colonies. Cf. p. 705, Note 9.

12 Monmouth having assumed disguise of a shepherd's rough brown gaberdine. His own coat, left behind, or exchanged at Woodyates Inn, being found by his pursuers, gave them assurance that they were on the right track.

13 Richard Goodenough, made Paymaster after the death of Heywood Dare, signed himself "Secretary of State." John Ross was "Royal Gunner," Ferguson Chaplain of the Forces," Nathaniel Hook "Domestic Chaplain; Nathaniel

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Wade and John Speke were made Colonels, Drs. Benjamin Temple, William Oliver, and Joseph Gaylard, were the Surgeons, etc.

14 This "Touching for the cure of King's Evil" by Monmouth, and also by his sister Mrs. Mary Fanshawe, was made the subject of satirical poems in 1681, which are reprinted in our Bagford Ballads, p. 800.

[Pepys Collection, II. 238.]

The Rebels totally Routed ;

Or,

The Loyal Subjects Satisfaction in the Taking of the late [uke] of Monmouth and the Lord Gray.

Some Rebels dead, and others fled, quite in Disorder put,
They make their moan, they're overthrown, & routed Horse and foot.

TO THE TUNE OF Hark! I hear the Cannons Rore. [See pp. 366, 654.]

Ow our work is almost done,

See the Rebels how they run,

Crying out they are undone,

but they are seiz'd and flouted;
Hanging down their pensive Ears,
Almost Drouned in their Tears,

And haunted still with slavish Fears,
for now Rebellion's Routed!

The noble Lord of Feversham,
With his warlike valiant train,
And worthy Oglethorpe by name,

Stout hearts that never doubted;

By Force of Arms, brave Foot and Horse,
Lo chase them on to Weeping Cross,
And there sit down and count their Loss,

now, now the Rebels Routed.

The Rebels run from place to place,
But still we did pursue the Chase,
At length we came up Face to Face,
and then for joy we shouted;
Which put the Rebels to a fright,
To see us shine in Armour bright,
Like Champions then we fell to fight,
and now Rebellion's routed.

We drew up all in Battle-'rray,
Our pelting Cannons they did play,
We never fear'd to win the day,

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when once we went about it;

We sent them in whole showers of Lead,

Which struck some hundred Rebels dead,

The rest took to their heels and fled,
now, now Rebellion's Routed.

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And, since King JAMES hath won the day,

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How bravely we the Coast did clear,
And put the Kingdom out of fear,

now, now Rebellion's routed.

For joy we vanquish'd their design,
Our Bone-fires did blaze and shine,
While we Carrous'd in Bowls of Wine,

true hearts that stood about it;
In Honour of those Champions brave,
That did themselves so well behave,
And did the Land from Ruin save,
now, now Rebellion's Routed.
Now nothing can our Peace annoy,
While we the Rebels do destroy,
The Bells do loudly Ring for Joy,

though many griev'd and pouted;

Let Heaven's Blessings never cease,

To crown great James with Joy and Peace,
And Loyal Subjects still encrease

now, now Rebellion's Routed!

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Finis. This may be printed. R[oger] L[e] S[trange].

Printed for Jonah Deacon, at the Sign of the Angel in Guilt-spur-street.

[Black-letter. One woodcut. Date, middle of July, 1685.]

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