The 16th of November (Multiaccount treason) poem

  • The 16th of November

    Remember, remember!

    The sixteenth of November,

    The Multiaccount treason and plot;

    I know of no reason

    Why the Multiaccount treason

    Should ever be forgot!

    Schallfaktor and his companions

    Did the scheme contrive,

    To blow the King and Nosville

    All up alive.

    Threescore barrels, laid below,

    To prove old Nostale's overthrow.

    But, by God's providence, him they catch,

    With a dark lantern, lighting a match!

    A stick and a stake

    For King Milano's sake!

    If you won't give me one,

    I'll take two,

    The better for me,

    And the worse for you.

    A rope, a rope, to hang the Alt,

    A penn'orth of cheese to choke it,

    A pint of beer to wash it down,

    And a jolly good fire to burn it.

    Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring!

    Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save Nostale!

    Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!