For tis the ſport to haue the enginer / Hoiſt with his ovvne petar, an't ſhall goe hard / But I vvill delue one yeard belovve their mines, / And blovve them at the Moone: […] For it's amusing to have the engineer / Hoisted into the sky with his own explosive, and if I'm lucky / I will dig one yard below their mines, / And blow them towards the Moon: […]

Them claims marked with a crost belongs to th' Company.

One is, from that part of the people in any parish who are Presbyterianly inclined.

The diverter clearly gains from a successful diversion but pays a heavy price if caught.