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5 A patriot' of high degree,
Who could no longer bear
This upstart Viceroy's tyranny,
Against him did declare.

6 And, armed with truth, impeached the don
Of his enormous crimes,
Which I'll unfold to you anon,
In low, but faithful rhymes.

7 The articles recorded stand
Against this peerless peer,
Search but the archives of the land,
You'll find them written there.

8 Attend, and justly I’ll recite
His treasons to you all,
The heads set in their native light
(And sigh poor Gaphny's fall).

9 That traitorously he did abuse
The power in him reposed;
And wickedly the same did use,
On all mankind imposed.

10 That he, contrary to all law,
An oath did frame and make,
Compelling the militia
The illegal oath to take.

11 Free quarters for the army too
He did exact and force
On Protestants; his love to show,
Than Papists used them worse.

* The Earl of Bellamont impeached Coningsby.

12 On all provisions destined for
The camp at Limerick,
He laid a tax full hard and sore,
Though many men were sick.

13 The suttlers too he did ordain
For licenses should pay,
Which they refused with just disdain,
And fled the camp away.

14 By which provisions were so scant, That hundreds there did die;

The soldiers food and drink did want,
Nor famine could they fly.

15 He so much loved his private gain,
He could not hear or see;
They might, or die, or might complain,
Without relief, pardie.

16 That, above and against all right,
By word of mouth did he,
In council sitting, hellish spite,
The farmer's fate decree:

17 That he, O Ciel! without trial, Straightway should hanged be; Though then the courts were open all, Yet Nero judge would be.

18 No sooner said, but it was done,
The Bourreau did his worst;

Gaphny, alas! is dead and gone,
And left his judge accursed.

19 In this concise despotic way
Unhappy Gaphny fell;
Which did all honest men affray,
As truly it might well.

20 Full two good hundred pounds a year,
This poor man's real estate,
He settled on his favourite dear,
And Culliford can say’t.

21 Besides, he gave five hundred pound
To Fielding his own scribe,
Who was his bail; one friend he found,
He owed him to the bribe.

22 But for this horrid murder vile
None did him prosecute;
His old friend helped him o'er the stile:
With Satan who'd dispute?

23 With France, fair England's mortal foe,
A trade he carried on;
Had any other done’t, I trow
To Tripos he had gone.

24 That he did likewise traitorously,
To bring his ends to bear,
Enrich himself most knavishly;
O thief without compare!

25 Vast quantities of stores did he
Embezzle and purloin;
Of the king's stores he kept a key,
Converting them to coin.

26 The forfeited estates also,
Both real and personal,
Did with the stores together go,
Fierce Cerberus swallowed all.

27 Meanwhile the soldiers sighed and sobbed,
For not one sous had they;
His Excellence had each man fobbed,
For he had sunk their pay.

28 Nero, without the least disguise,
The papists at all times
Still favoured, and their robberies
Looked on as trivial crimes.

29 The protestants whom they did rob
During his government,
Were forced with patience, like good Job,
To rest themselves content.

30 For he did basely them refuse
All legal remedy;
The Romans still he well did use,
Still screened their roguery.

31 Succinctly thus to you I've told,
How this Viceroy did reign;
And other truths I shall unfold,
For truth is always plain.

32 The best of queens he had reviled,
Before and since her death,
He, cruel and ungrateful, smiled
When she resigned her breath.

33 Forgetful of the favours kind
She had on him bestowed,
Like Lucifer his rancorous mind,
He loved nor her nor God.

34 But listen, Nero, lend thine ears,
As still thou hast them on;
Hear what Britannia says with tears,
Of Anna dead and gone.

35 “Oh! sacred be her memory,
For ever dear her name!
There never was, nor e'er can be,
A brighter, juster dame.

36 ‘Blessed be my sons, and eke all those
Who on her praises dwell!
She conquered Britain's fiercest foes,
She did all queens excel.

37 ‘All princes, kings, and potentates,
Ambassadors did send;
All nations, provinces, and states,
Sought Anna for their friend.

38 “In Anna they did all confide,
For Anna they could trust:
Her royal faith they all had tried,
For Anna still was just.

39 “Truth, mercy, justice, did surround
Her awful judgment seat,
In her the Graces all were found,
In Anna all complete.

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