Robert Browning : Dramatic Lyrics
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      an electronic edition

Version	1.0	1994-08-04

  This electronic edition of `Dramatic Lyrics'
is based on the two-volume edition `The poetical
works of Robert Browning', edited by Augustine
Birrell, published in 1896 by Smith, Elder & Co,
15 Waterloo Place, London, and printed by
Ballantyne, Hanson & Co, Edinburgh and London.

One correction has been made:

  p. 253, c. 1, l. -3:  III.	(was: II.)

The page number is that of the printed edition.

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  The transcription and proofreading was done by Anders
Thulin, Rydsvagen 288, S-582 50 Linkoping, Sweden.  Email
address: ath@linkoping.trab.se

  I'd be glad to learn of any errors that you may find in
the text.

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	DRAMATIC LYRICS.

	184-- 185--

CAVALIER TUNES.

  I. MARCHING ALONG.

	I.

Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King,
Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing:
And, pressing a troop unable to stoop
And see the rogues flourish and honest folk droop,
Marched them along, fifty-score strong,
Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song.

	II.

God for King Charles! Pym and such carles
To the Devil that prompts 'em their treasonous parles!
Cavaliers, up!  Lips from the cup,
Hands from the pasty, nor bite take nor sup
Till you're---

CHORUS.---Marching along, fifty-score strong,
          Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song.

	III.

Hampden to hell, and his obsequies' knell
Serve Hazelrig, Fiennes, and young Harry as well!
England, good cheer!  Rupert is near!
Kentish and loyalists, keep we not here

CHORUS.---Marching along, fifty-score strong,
          Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song?

	IV.

Then, God for King Charles!  Pym and his snarls
To the Devil that pricks on such pestilent carles!
Hold by the right, you double your might;