The next a worthy bishop {8} is, Of schismaticks was hated; But I the cause could never know, Nor see the reason stated. The cryes were loud, God knowes the cause, They had a strange committee, Which was a-foot well neere a yeare, Who would have had small pitty. The King sent us, etc. The next to him is a Welsh Judge, {9} Durst tell them what was treason; Old honest David durst be good When it was out of season; He durst discover all the tricks The lawyers use, and knavery, And show the subtile plots they use To enthrall us into slavery. The King sent us, etc. Frank Wortley {10} hath a jovial soule, Yet never was good club-man; He’s for the bishops and the church, But can endure no tub-man. He told Sir Thomas in the Towre, Though he by him was undone, It pleased him that he lost more men In taking him then London. The King sent us, etc. Sir Edward Hayles {11} was wond’rous rich, No flower in Kent yields honey In more abundance to the bee Then they from him suck money; Yet hee’s as chearfull as the best— Judge Jenkins sees no reason That honest men for wealth should be Accused of high treason. The King sent us, etc. Old Sir George Strangways {12} he came in, Though he himself submitted, Yet as a traytor he must be Excepted and committed: Yet they th’ exception now take off, But not the sequestrations, Hee must forsooth to Goldsmith’s-hall, The place of desolation. The King sent us, etc. Honest Sir Berr’s a reall man, As ere was lapt in leather; But he (God blesse us) loves the King, And therefore was sent hither. He durst be sheriff, and durst make The Parliament acquainted What he intended for to doe, And for this was attainted. The King sent us, etc. Sir Benefield, {13} Sir Walter Blunt, Are Romishly affected, So’s honest Frank of Howard’s race, And slaughter is suspected. {14} But how the devill comes this about, That Papists are so loyall, And those that call themselves God’s saints Like devils do destroy all? The King sent us, etc. Jack Hewet {15} will have wholesome meat, And drink good wine, if any; His entertainment’s free and neat, His choyce of friends not many; Jack is a loyall-hearted man, Well parted and a scholar; He’ll grumble if things please him not, But never grows to choller. The King sent us, etc.