Perjury Punish'd with equal Justice; Or,
Miles Prance
His Sorrowful Lamentation for his foul Offences.
In heart I grieve, you may believe, was it to do again;I'd ne'r agree, to Perjury, nor any such like thing.
Tune of, No Ignoramus Juries now, &c.
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All you that ſtandeth near me,Pray liſten now, and hear me,Tho’ falſe I Swore, I ne’r will more,My Friends, you need not fear me. No daring, nor baring With any falſe declaring: The Pillory’s my deſtiny, ⟨For my unlawful Swearing.⟩
Good Fortune now refuſe me,If I think they abuſe me;I did confeſs, cou’d I do leſs?My Conſcience did accuſe me. No daring, nor baring With any falſe declaring; The Pillory’s my deſtiny, ⟨For my unlawful Swearing.⟩
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I’de have you now believe me,There’s ſomething ſtill does grieve meI need not tell, you know full well,My Touch-Stone did deceive me: No daring, nor bearing With any falſe declaring; The Pillory’s my Deſtiny, For my unlawful Swearing.
When Lords lay in the Tower,Then to my utmoſt power,The Loyali’ſt men; I ſwore agen,That I might them devour: No daring, &c.
Of this I now am weary,For why I can’t be merry,The Thoughts of Hill, torments me ſtill,And ſo does Green and Berry, No daring, &c.
My peace I have confounded,And am in grief ſurrounded,Their Blood I ſpilt, and now with guiltMy Conſcience I have wounded: No daring, &c.
Thus being diſcontented,I bitterly lamented,That hanious crime, but in due time,In heart I have repented: No daring, &c.
I ſend my mournful ditty,Through e’ry Town and City,Let me not fail, but now prevail,To gain the Nations pitty: No daring, &c.
My Conſcience waxing tender,My ſelf I did ſurrender,And did not ſpare for to declare,I was a foul offender, no daring, &c.
I’le be no ill retainer,For why I am no gainer,From Perjury I will live free,And e’ry Miſdemeanour: No daring, nor bearing With any falſe declaring; The Pillory’s my deſtiny, for my unlawful Swearing.
Finis.
This may be Printed, R. P.
Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel, in Guilt-Spur-Street.
