GUNPOWDER PLOT. "God grant that neither we nor ours live to see the Fifth of November forgotten, or the solemnity of it silenced."-BISHOP SANDERSON. "Oh! the Gunpowder Plot, It shall ne'er be forgot!" 'Tis a song from my youth I remember! And far be the day, When my zeal shall decay For the glorious Fifth of November! 'Twas a cowardly blow Of a treacherous foe, To be dealt on our Protestant nation; But its weight never fell, For the minion of hell Was caught at his Popish vocation! And our Protestant cause Was saved from the jaws Of the "Beast" that would feed on its failing; And our Protestant Faith Drew its sword from the sheath, And followed it, wounded and wailing. "So the Gunpowder Plot, It shall ne'er be forgot!" We'll sing it—and tell it—and shout it, To pass over the day, And bid us think nothing about it. With our bells by daylight, And our bonfires at night, We'll shew her how well we remember; While with hearty accord We give praise to the Lord, For His care on the Fifth of November. BEGONE! A WORD TO TRACTARIAN JESUITS. BEGONE! ye men of double heart, Than sergeants of a Popish drilling. The Romish herd you've ranged about you; Give up your place to honest men, Ere honest lips and language scout you! Begone!--but just before you go, And let us but in fairness know That Rome has paid you expenses: D Tell them you kept your posts and pelf, Oh! tell us not of conscience' power, Go home!-Go home!-The vain pretence A subterfuge beyond believing!- Or if ye And have your step accounted holy, Then, self-convicted, ye have erred With less of knav'ry-more of folly! |