# Extraordinary verses on Pope-night

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Extraordinary VERSES on POPE-NIGHT.
Or, A Commemoration of the Fifth of November, giving a History of the Attempt, made by the Papishes, to blow up KING and PARLIAMENT, A. D. 1588. Together with some Account of the POPE himself, and his Wife JOAN; with several other Things worthy of Notice, too tedious to mention.
1HUZZA! brave Boys, behold the Pope, Pretender and Old-Nick; How they together lay their Heads, To plot a poison Trick?
2. To blow up KING and PARLIAMENT To Flitters, rent and torn: —Oh! blund'ring Poet, since the Plot, Was this Pretender born.—
3. Yet, sure upon this famous Stage, He's got together now; And had he then, he'd been a Rogue As bad as t'other two.
4. Come on, brave Youths, drag on your Pope Let's see his frightful Phiz: Let's view his Features rough and fierce, That Map of Ugliness!
5. Distorted Joints, so huge and broad! So horribly drest up! 'Twould puzzle Newton's Self to tell, The D——l from the Pope.
6. See! how He Shakes his tot'ring Head And knocks his palsy Knees; A Proof He is the Scarlet Whore, And got the foul Disease.
7. Most terrible for to behold, He Stinks much worse then Rum: Here, you behold the Pope, and here Old Harry in his Rome.
8. D'ye ask why Satan Stands behind? Before he durst not go, Because his Pride won't let him Stoop, To kiss the Pope's great Toe.
9. Old Boys, and young, be Sure observe The Fifth Day of November; What tho' it is a Day apast? You still can it remember.
10. The little Popes, they go out First, With little teney Boys: In Frolicks they are full of Gale And laughing make a Noise.
11. The Girls run out to see the Sight, The Boys eke ev'ry one; Along they are a dragging them, With Granadier's Caps on.
12. The great Ones next go out, and meet With many a Smart Rebuf: They're hall'd along from Street to Street And call hard Names enough.
13. "A Pagan, Jew, Mahometan, Turk, Strumpet, Wizzard, Witch;" In short the Number of his Name's, Six Hundred, Sixty-six.
14. "How dreadful do his Features show? "How fearful is his Grin? "Made up of ev'ry Thing that's bad; He is the Man of Sin.
15. If that his deeden Self could see Himself so turn'd to Fun: In Rage He'd tear out His Pope's Eyes, And scratch his Rev'rend Bum.
16. He'd kick his tripple Crown about, And weary of his Life, He'd curse the Rabble, and away He'd run to tell his Wife.
17. [Some Wits begin to cavil here And laughing seem to query, "How Pope should have a Wife, and yet, The Clergy never marry."
18. Laugh if you please, yet still I'm sure If false I'm not alone; Pray Critic, did you never hear Not read of fair Pope-Joan.]
19. "Help Joan! see how I'm drag'd and bounc'd, "Pursu'd, surrounded,—Wife! "And when I'm bang'd to Death, I shall "Be barbacu'd alive."
20. Joan cry's, "Why in this Passion, Sir? "And why so raving mad? "You surely must mistake the Case, "It cannot be so bad."
21. "You Fool! I saw it with my Eyes, "I cannot be deceiv'd." "Yes, but You told me t'other Day, "Sight must not be believ'd."
22. Asham'd, inrag'd, and mad, and vex'd, He mutters ten Times more, "I'll make a Bull, and my He-Cow "Shall bellow, grunt and roar."
23. Oh! Pope, we pity thy sad Case, So dismal and forlorn! We know that thou a Cuckold art, For thou hast many an Horn.
24. And eke sev'n Heads he has also. Tho' but one on him sticks: Ten Horns he in his Pocket puts, And Heads no less than six.
25. His Pockets full of Heads and Horns, In's Hand he holds his Keys; So down He bends beneath their Weight, With Age, Shame and Disease.
26. His End so near, each Cardinal Quite old himself would feign: He tries to stoop and cough that he Might his Successor reign.
27. And now, their Frolick to compleat, They to the Mill-Dam go; Burn Him to Nothing first, and then Plunge Him the Waves into.
28. But to conclude, from what we've heard, With Pleasure serve that King: Be not Pretenders, Papishes, Nor Pope, nor t'other Thing.
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This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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