I dare be bold, you're one of those Have took the covenant, With cavaliers are cavaliers And with the saints, a saint.

I loved no King since Forty One When Prelacy went down, A Cloak and Band I then put on, And preached against the Crown.

Whatever I can say or do. I'm sure not much avails; I shall still Vicar be of Bray, Whichever side prevails.

The trappings of a monarchy would set up an ordinary commonwealth.

Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat; Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.

For now the field is not far off Where we must give the world a proof Of deeds, not words.