Protestant unity, the best policy to defeat Popery, and all its bloody practices. Or, Englands happiness under such a blessing. A pleasant new song. Would England ever blest and happy be, it must be done by perfect unity, let Protestants in all things then agree. Then Rome shall fall like lightning from the sky, and all her plots shall soon expire and dye, whilst we do prosper, and her rage defie. To the tune of, Now now the fight's done, &c.