Verse 1
For liberty why shoud we strive
By swallowing up Prerogative?
Prerogative and Liberty
Inviolable both shoud be;
Our Charters old have both defin’d,
Its limits just to each assign’d,
From all incroachment and confusion
To guard our sacred Constitution.

Verse 2
The subject has his Rights, we own;
But has the British Monarch none?
No Royalties at his command?
No property in woods or land?
On our Estates he may not seize,
Why then shoud we usurp on his?
Or what authority have we
To deem them private property?

Verse 3
The man whose sacrilegious pains
Woud plunder him of his domains,
Nor to remove old landmarks fears,
(The landmarks of a thousand years)
Tho’ now he boast of his success,
The Felon shall at last confess
Who injure Kings their Lord defy,
And touch the apple of his eye.

Verse 4
Our ancestors, without remorse
Th’ Infringers of the Charter curse,
Dreadful anathemas bestow,
Devote them to the gods below,
Who dare defraud, in law’s despite,
Or King, or people, of their right;
For vengeance doth to God belong,
And He will recompense the wrong.

Verse 5
Wherefore in time, dear MUN, attend
To the kind warnings of a friend,
Burn thy vile Plan, at my desire,
And save thyself out of the fire;
Nor hope to ’scape the curse before ye
By a short turn in Purgatory;
For him that violates the Charter
The punishment denounc’d is smarter,
That Shout a sorer doom shall feel
And stink—for ever stink—in hell![1]

[1] Wesley added the footnote: “The words of Magna Charta.”