Lady _Cromwell_.
_Gilliflower_, Lady _Lambert's_ Old Woman.
Several Ladies, for Redress of Grievances.
Women Servants to Lady _Lambert_.

Petitioners, Servants, Guards, Footmen, Fidlers,
and a Band of Loyal City Apprentices.

ACT I.

SCENE I. _The Street._

Enter three _Soldiers_, and Corporal _Right_.

_Cor._ Ah, Rogue, the World runs finely round, the business is done.

_1 Sold._ Done! the Town's our own, my fine Rascal.

_2 Sold._ We'll have Harlots by the Belly, Sirrah.

_1 Sold._ Those are Commodities I confess I wou'd fain be trucking
for-- but no words of that, Boy.

_Cor._ Stand, who goes there?

[To them a Joyner and a Felt-maker.

_1 Sold._ Who are you for?-- hah!

_Joy._ Are for, Friend? we are for Gad and the Lord _Fleetwood_.

_1 Sold._ _Fleetwood_! knock 'em down, _Fleetwood_, that sniveling
Thief?

_Felt._ Why, Friends, who are ye for?

_Cor._ For! who shou'd we be for, but _Lambert_, Noble _Lambert_? Is
this a time o'th' day to declare for _Fleetwood_, with a Pox? indeed,
i'th' Morning 'twas a Question had like to have been decided with push a
Pike.

_2 Sold._ Dry blows wou'd ne'er ha' don't, some must have sweat Blood
for't; but-- 'tis now decided.

_Joy._ Decided!

_2 Sold._ Yes, decided, Sir, without your Rule for't.

_Joy._ Decided! by whom, Sir? by us the Free-born Subjects of _England_,
by the Honourable Committee of Safety, or the Right Reverend City?
without which, Sir, I humbly conceive, your Declaration for _Lambert_ is
illegal, and against the Property of the People.

_2 Sold._ Plain _Lambert_; here's a saucy Dog of a Joyner; Sirrah, get
ye home, and mind your Trade, and save the Hangman a labour.

_Joy._ Look ye, Friend, I fear no Hang-man in _Christendom_; for
Conscience and Publick Good, for Liberty and Property, I dare as far as
any Man.

_2 Sold._ Liberty and Property, with a Pox, in the Mouth of a Joyner:
you are a pretty Fellow to settle the Nation-- what says my Neighbour
Felt-maker?

_Felt._ Why, verily, I have a high respect for my honourable Lord
_Fleetwood_, he is my intimate Friend; and till I find his Party the
weaker, I hope my Zeal will be strengthned for him.

_2 Sold._ Zeal for _Fleetwood_! Zeal for a Halter, and that's your due:
Why, what has he ever done for you? Can he lead you out to Battle? Can
he silence the very Cannon with his Eloquence alone?-- Can he talk-- or
fight-- or--

_Felt._ But verily he can