XXII.

  New upstarts, bastards, pimps, and whores,
    That, locust-like, devour the land,
  By shutting up th’Exchequer-doors,
    When there our money was trapann’d,
  Have render’d Charles’s restoration
  But a small blessing to the nation.

XXIII.

  Then, Charles, beware thy brother York,
    Who to thy government gives law;
  If once we fall to the old sport,
    You must again both to Breda;
  Where, spite of all that would restore you,
  Grown wise by wrongs, we should abhor you.

XXIV.

If, of all Christian blood the guilt
Cries loud of vengeance unto Heav’n,
That sea by treach’rous Lewis spilt,
Can never be by God forgiv’n: 
Worse scourge unto his subjects, lord! 
Than pest’lence, famine, fire, or sword.

XXV.

That false rapacious wolf of France,
The scourge of Europe, and its curse,
Who at his subjects cries does dance,
And studies how to make them worse;
To say such Kings, Lord, rule by thee,
Were most prodigious blasphemy.

XXVI.

  Such know no law, but their own lust;
    Their subjects substance, and their blood,
  They count it tribute due and just,
    Still spent and spilt for subjects good. 
  If such Kings are by God appointed,
  The devil may be the Lord’s anointed.

XXVII.

Such Kings! curs’d be the pow’r and name,
Let all the world henceforth abhor ’em;
Monsters, which knaves sacred proclaim,
And then, like slaves, fall down before ’em. 
What can there be in Kings divine? 
The most are wolves, goats, sheep, or swine.

XXVIII.

Then farewel, sacred Majesty,
Let’s pull all brutish tyrants down;
Where men are born, and still live free,
There ev’ry head doth wear a crown: 
Mankind, like miserable frogs,
Prove wretched, king’d by storks and dogs.

Much about this time the duke of Buckingham was under disgrace, for things of another nature, and being disengaged from any particular attachment in town, he and lord Rochester resolved, like Don Quixote of old, to set out in quest of adventures; and they met with some that will appear entertaining to our readers, which we shall give upon the authority of the author of Rochester’s Life, prefixed to his works.  Among many other adventures the following was one: 

There happened to be an inn on New-market road to be lett, they disguised themselves in proper habits for the persons they were to assume, and jointly took this inn, in which each in his turn officiated as master; but they soon made this subservient to purposes of another nature.