A single clear professional hand, but with bad bleed-through in most of the MS. Note number of works (including first-line forms) in common with VAd43/V90 and 04pa.
<`The Index' on first three unnumbered pages>
Now painter if thou darst design that fight Pt1*1 (pp. 1-11)
In Petty's double-keeled experiment
<The second advice to a painter for drawing the history of our naval business in imitation of Mr Waller supposed to be written by Sir J[ohn] Denham>
Imperial prince king of the seas and isles Pt1*2 (pp. 11-13)
Advice to draw Madam L'Edificatress
<To the king>
Sandwich in Spain now and the duke in love Pt1*3 (pp. 13-27)
Faith thou hast drawn her in effigy
<The third advice to a painter>
Great prince and so much greater as more wise Pt1*4 (pp. 27-8)
To woods and groves what once she painted sings
<To the king>
Draw England ruined by what was given before Pt1*5 (pp. 28-32)
Which most the Dutch or parliament they fear
<The fourth advice or The new instructions to a painter>
When Clarendon had discerned beforehand Pt1*6 (pp. 33-7)
He comes to be roasted St James's next fair
<The house warming to the chancellor>
Pride lust ambition and the people's hate Pt1*7 (p. 38)
His sacrilege ambition lust and pride
<The downfall of the chancellor>
Spread a large canvas painter to contain Pt1*8 (pp. 39-42)
The crowd of traitors hanged in effigy
<Advice to a painter to draw a d[uke] by>
Great Charles who full of mercy wouldst command Pt1*9 (p. 42)
Till the stroke's struck which they can ne'er retrieve
<To the king>
As cities that unto fierce conquerors yield Pt1*10 (pp. 43-5)
Yet we'd better by far have him than his brother
<Upon Sir Robert Viner's setting up the king's statue>
As t'other night in bed I thinking lay Pt1*11 (pp. 45-57)
'Tis ten to one but we shall dream again
<A dream of the cabal>
Prorogue upon prorogue damned rogues and whores Pt1*12 (pp. 57-61)
If not next wish is we may all be free
<Upon the proroguing of the parliament>
I sing the praise of a worthy wight Pt1*13 (pp. 62-
For his father was ruined by the best of the kind
<A new ballad to an old tune called, Sage leaf>
From a proud sensual atheistical life Pt1*14 (pp. 66-8)
From making our heirs to be Morrice and Clayton / Libera nos Domine
<The Duke of Bucks litany>
The Londoner gent Pt1*15 (pp. 69-73
Unless you all burn again burn again
<Upon his Ma[jes]ty's being made free of the city>
Room for the bedlam Commons hell and furies Pt1*16 (pp. 74-8)
Present you with pretty babes you ne'er begot
<Upon the parliament>
I'll tell thee Dick where I have been Pt1*17 (pp. 79-85)
And I for them be shent
<A ballad. Called The Chequer Inn>
Curse on such representatives {representation} Pt1*18 (p. 85)
By this old Whitehall pump
<The answer>
What can the mystery be why Charing Cross Pt1*19 (pp. 86-8)
To behold every day such a court such a son
<On King Charles the first his statue. Why it is so long before it is put up at Charing Cross>
We read in profane and sacred records Pt1*20 (pp. 88-94)
They teach 'em the sooner to fall to their swords
<A dialogue between the two horses Charing and Woolchurch>
Chaste pious prudent Charles the second Pt1*21 (pp. 94-100)
Is wretched kinged by stork or logs
<The history of the times>
Ah Raleigh when thou didst thy breath resign Pt1*22 (pp. 101-7)
No pois'nous tyrant on thy earth shall live
<Britannia and Raleigh>
In the isle of Britain long since famous grown Pt1*23 (pp. 107-8)
From th' hector of France to th' cully of Great Britain
<Satyr>
I sing a woeful ditty Pt1*24 (pp. 108-10)
How the bullets would whistle the cannons would roar
<A ballad. Called the Hay-market Hectors>
When daring Blood his rents to have regained Pt1*25 (p. 110)
The bishop's cruelty the crown had gone
<On Blood's stealing the crown>
Reform great queen the errors of your youth Pt1*26 (pp. 111-12)
And dance for joy that you are danced away
<The queen's ballat>
Too long the wise Commons have been in debate Pt1*27 (p. 112)
Must be damned in the cup like unworthy receivers
<Satyr>
I am a senseless thing with a hey with a hey Pt1*28 (pp. 113-15)
For a martyr's place above
<A new ballad to an old tune. Called I am the Duke of Norfolk &c>
Whether Father Patrick be not Muckle John's natural son Pt1*29 (pp. 115-16)
He has been always so since his head was opened
<Queries from Garraway's coffee house [prose text]>
One whole piece of the Duchess of Cleveland's honesty Pt1*30 (pp. 117-21)
with considerable abatement for each bidding
<On Tuesday the ninth day of January are to be sold by inch of candle at the Royal coffee house near Charing Cross these several goods in parcels (vizt) [prose text]>
Whereas there are two hundred and more common Catholic priests Pt1*31 (p. 122)
he or she shall receive five hundred pounds for their pains
<An advertisement [prose text]>
Seventy-four articles of war in large imperial paper Pt1*32 (pp. 122-3)
and now known by the name of The Conquest of England
<A postscript of books to be sold by Mr Ogleby at White Fryars [prose text]>
My lords and gentlemen / I told you at our last meeting the winter was [the] fittest time Pt1*33 (pp. 124-7)
that I have ever practised since my happy restoration
<His majesty's speech [prose text] [not in TC]>
To make myself for this employment fit Pt1*34 (p. 128)
None can so well instruct as my Lord Moone
<A young gentleman desirous to be a minister of state thus pretended to qualify himself>
And now 'tis time for their officious haste Pt1*35 (pp. 129-34)
Where piety and valour jointly go
<Upon Oliver Cromwell late Lord Protector. By John Dryden>
'Tis true great name thou art secure Pt1*36 (pp. 135-46)
Did settle and secure 'em in the promised land
<Pindaric ode on the same subject by Mr Sprat>
We must resign heaven his great soul does claim Pt1*37 (pp. 147-8)
Th'approaching fate of her great ruler told
<On the same subject. By Mr Waller>
From the dark Stygian lake I come Pt1*38 (pp. 148-9)
Th'Assyrian's palace to his urn
<Marvell's ghost>
It happened in the twilight of the day Pt1*39 (pp. 150-3)
Starts from his couch and bids the dame draw near
<Sir Edmond Bury Godfrey's ghost>
When Hodge had numbered up how many score Pt1*40 (pp. 153-7)
This Stuart's trick legitimates thy name
<Hodge. A country clown went up to view the pyramid. Pray mark what follows>
O heaven we now have signs below Pt1*41 (pp. 158-62)
Good Lord deliver this poor realm
<The dissolution>
The Lords and Commons having had their doom Pt1*42 (pp. 163-7)
The Lords' vexation and the king's by God
<The character>
Would you send Kate to Portugal Pt1*43 (pp. 167-9)
And once more make Charles king again
<Queries>
I would be glad to see Kate going Pt1*44 (pp. 170-2)
And use plain dealing clear as water
<The queries answered>
Filled with the noisome folly of the age Pt1*45 (pp. 173-81)
Unthinking Charles ruled by unthinking thee
<The Lord Rochester's farewell>
Methinks I see you newly risen Pt1*46 (pp. 182-4)
The reins of government will break
<To the Duchess of Portsmouth>
How our good king does papists hate Pt1*47 (pp. 185-8)
Yet bear the Littletons in mind
<Satyr>
Religion's a politic law Pt1*48 (pp. 189-92)
And then let us fight for the best
<A satyr on the parsons [new hand; later entry? Entered in same hand in TC]>