Satyr on the times. [a]

I had no Action to be tried in Town,
No suit at Court to dance attendance on
The great Triumvirate: I'd no Address
To carry up; no Evidence's place
To get, nor to hunt News was my Intent
How forwardly the Quo Warranto went,
Nor how his Royal Highness got ashore
And who were sav'd or drown'd at Leman-ore.
But 'twas ordain'd it seems (the Lord knows how)
That I poor Wretch of late should thither go:
The fates three days of pennance did assign
To expiate some crying sin of mine:
Thus long with patience I the torture past
Like the 3 Children in the fiery furnace cast:
I only wanted Fox to have bin by
To tell my sufferings to Posterity:
I'd bin recorded then and found a Place
With the chief Martyrs in Q[ueen] Marie's days.