[Set up under the Gen[eral's] Picture at the Chang as was reported —

Ascend 3 Thrones Great Captain and Divine
By the will of God, O Sion for they'r thine
Come priest of God, bring Oyle, bring Robes, bring Gould
Bring Crownes and Scepters, it's high time, unfowld
Your Cloystred Baggs you State-Cheats least the rod
Of Steele and Iron of this King of God
Pay ye'all in's wrath with intrest kneel and pray
To Oliver that Torch of Sion Starr of day
Shout then you Marchants, Citts and Gentry sing
And all bare headed Cry God bless the King.

An Answer to it

Skales fower times 3 ascend Arch Traitor Thou
By th'will of Satan becom Hell hound now
Come Gregory bring Ropes int'Snittles tide
To fitt this Hammon would be dignifide
Let not the Gibbet be to seek, wheron
This Princely Peece may hang, not sit on Throne
But if a Pardon may in favour be
The Axe and Block prove His Catastrophe
'Twill be retaliation beside
That the same Fate should haunt a Regicide
Then Merchants Citts: and Gentry all may say
With their Capps on that Justice crownes the Day